I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRRY that this took me so long to get out. I didn't really plan on it coming out this late, but here it is. I promise I won't take AS long for the next chapter, but I can't say I'll be out within the next couple of days. Maybe this weekend since I've already got quite a bit of chapter 5 going. But yeah, I've got a shit ton of homework that I should've been doing but I decided I owe you dudes much more. So please enjoy it.... well, at least try to enjoy it if it sucks.

BEWARE- This contains Spoilers and Cussing!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, but I own Zoe and Miranda.

Chapter Four

Three days passed since the last time Zoe talked to Miranda. Her phone was confiscated and was placed on the side table at the front door by the one and only L. Pretty upset about the whole ordeal, Zoe confined herself to her room, only coming out for food. But being deprived of the cell phone gave Zoe a slight motivation to learn Japanese over the days.

"Ugh, self learning a language is definitely not ideal," Zoe mumbled as she rubbed her face, trying to rid the exhaustion that was coming on to her. 'I need some caffeine.' Putting down her Japanese 101 book, she rolled to the edge of the bed and made her way through the bedroom door. As she moved toward the kitchen, she passed the entry way to the living room. She noticed L, and who she recalls as Matsuda, Ukita and Aizawa from Death Note, sitting around the coffee table. 'I wonder what they're talking about… and why does this feel like déjà vu?' She shrugged the thought as she made it to the kitchen. Making a quick bee-line for the refrigerator, she immediately opened it. Her eyes flickered with joy as she came face to bottle with her addition; Diet Coke. Listening to the pressure be released when she loosened the cap only made her crave it more. She made her way back down the hallway, taking a long refreshing gulp of diet coke along the way. But commotion in the living room made her stop on her trek back to her room.

Watari, who had stormed into the room, held the remote to the TV as the four other men's eyes were glued to the news channel in front of them.

"Kira が人質?" Aizawa cried out.

At the name of Kira, realization of where she was in the plot line of Death Note finally caught up to her. Zoe covered her mouth as she suddenly started to spew out the diet coke she was trying to drink. 'Fuck! I'm already at the part of the second Kira?! I thought I had more time than this! What's his face is going to die today! I would've know this if I had my fuckin' phone!!! I can't allow anyone on the force to die!' Thoughts of fear, anger and confusion swarmed chaotically through Zoe's head as she dashed down the hallway. Busting into her room, she frantically threw her diet coke on the floor and began rummaging through her dresser drawers looking for anything to cover her face. She jumped as a loud commotion came from the living room.

"我々は彼らが起こるかは、このブロードキャストまたは何か恐ろしい停止させる必要があります!"

"私はさくらテレビの電話番号を取得するよ！"

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK! If only I studied harder at learning Japanese!" Zoe cursed at herself, grapping what she could from the top drawer and off the top of the dresser. Quickly making her way down the hallway, she zipped past the living room and used the kitchen to get to the front door in order to avoid L from seeing her leave. She snatched up her phone on the way out the door and barely caught up to Ukita who was rapidly making his way down the stairs of the hotel. The surroundings soared past Zoe as she pursued Ukita to his car. As she climbed into the front seat of the cop car, Ukita finally noticed her.

"何をやっている！？"he yelled at her, eyes filled with confusion.

" Me… Go… you!" Zoe hollered back in horrible Japanese.

Ukita grunted loudly with frustration as he hit the wheal with anger before speeding off toward Sakura TV.

As they flew through traffic, Zoe looked down at her lap, where the things she hastily grabbed were sitting. She started to search for anything that would help them from being seen by the second Kira. 'Socks, a belt, panty hose, three pieces of underwear, a bra, scarf, a pair of sunglasses and hair brush. What the hell?' As Ukita watched from his peripheral vision, the socks were thrown in the back seat along with the underwear, belt, and bra, that left Zoe with green wool panty hose, a gray plaid scarf and the sunglasses; one aviator and one with pink lenses. 'He's getting the panty hose pink lens sunglasses cause there is no way I'm going to wear those…' Zoe thought as she started to wrap the bottom part of her face with the scarf. She turned on her forgotten phone, waiting to get into contact with her. Just before she put her sunglasses on, Ukita slammed on the brakes, causing her to get whip lash from the momentum.

"Oh no you don't!" Zoe declared as she grabbed onto Ukita's jacket before he could open the door.

" 一体何がしたいですか？" he said furiously.

Zoe quickly threw the panty hose over the back of his head, and began to wrap it around him.

"ボキャブラリーファックをやっている？"he roared grabbing at her arms in attempt to stop her.

"DO YOU WANT TO DIE YOU FUCKIN' RETARD?! KIRA'S HERE AND YOU'RE GOING TO DIE IF I DON'T DO THIS!!!" Zoe screamed through the scarf, not bothering to attempt to translate into poor Japanese. He didn't respond. "That's what I thought." She finished wrapping by tucking the ends of the panty hose into the bottom of the wrap. She handed him the pink tinted sun glasses and put hers on before getting out of the car.

With such ridiculous get-ups, Ukita and Zoe exited the car like two robbers robbing a bank. Ukita instinctively ran for the doors of the TV station. He tried to pry the doors open with his hands, but failed.

"Dammit、これはロックです！" He growled with frustration.

'I need something to bash that door in,' Zoe thought, making her way to the trunk of the cop car. 'Cops are supposed to have tools in the trunk aren't they?'

Without warning, Zoe's pocket went off loudly.

"Feel it, breathe it, believe it and

You'll be walking on air.

Go try…"

"Wah!!" Zoe yelled from the sudden sound. Quickly recovering from the shock, she picked up her phone. "Hello? Miranda?"

"Zoe! Thank god I got a hold of you! Why wouldn't you pick up?! And you and Ukita look so ridiculous," Miranda voice flowed through the phone.

"L took my phone away from me, didn't you read that? And it's not my fault we look ridiculous! I was rushed and had no warning of this event coming so soon! –" Zoe opened the trunk of the car, and began searching for something to break the glass entrance door with.

"What did you expect me to do?!"

"They didn't have that scene in the book, it just started from where you were in the bed failing at Japanese…"

"I wasn't failing…" Zoe mumbled, her eyes searching frantically for a crow bar or bat.

"Zoe, get away from the car."

"What?"

"Get away from the car now!!!" The urgency and power in Miranda's voice started to scare Zoe.

Zoe stopped searching through the trunk and took a few steps back, "W-why?"

"BECAUSE IT'S GOING TO E---"

The car detonated in a loud explosion, and Zoe's last line of vision was a large chunk of shrapnel flying her way.

There you have it, chapter 4! I promise I won't neglect the next chapter for so long!!!

Just to let you know, I'm almost positive that the japanese figures in this story don't make sense since I just put them through a translator. So please don't give me crap for that (I've never taken Japanese so I don't know if it's right or not).