Hi there, man it's been a long week, and today's the beginning of another, not that I'm complaining... Anyways, I just noticed I haven't been doing the disclaimer, haha silly me, but then again everyone knows anyone and anybody on this site doesn't own anything except for their ideas. Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoy, even though it's a bit dramamamatic... Haha -_-;

When the door opened I whipped my head towards it and saw a figure slouched over. He was wearing blue baggy jeans, a long sleeved white shirt with the sleeves were a little too short, and an odd looking mask. It had a yellow tint with bluish green hair and a was wearing a strange looking grin. The mysterious figure sauntered over toward the chair that was placed in front of me. Sitting in the chair he pulled his knees to his chest, his toes hanging off the edge of the seat. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. This was L. This was the notorious detective, L, and he was sitting right in front of me.

We just sat there staring at one another, waiting for the other to break the ice and speak. I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I started talking.

" My name is Kagami Taro. I don't know how else to say this but... I know how Kira can kill. And as ridiculous as it sounds he kills them using a notebook. All he has to do is write their name down in the notebook and they die." I all but blurted out with haste.

I watched the man cock his head to the left a bit. The sound of his voice shook me for a moment when he started to speak.

" Aa... and how do you know that this is true?" He asked.

" A trustworthy source has told me."

" A source? You mean yourself?"

I was shocked that he could piece that together in such little time with such little information. I didn't show it though. I calmly looked at him

" No."

" Then would you mind telling me who this source is?" He asked curiously.

" No, he wishes his identity to be anonymous." I stated.

" Aa... I see. So you have no relation to this notebook then?" He asked innocently enough.

That I could tell was a trick question. If I answered no then I would be suspicious of knowing too much information about the book when I'm not suppose to have anything to do with it. If I answer yes then he'll suspect me of owning a notebook, therefore contradicting my earlier statement about having no relation to the notebook. It's the picking of the two evils. And of course I could always lie, but this is L, surely he'd see right through me.

" I only know of what my informant has told me about the notebook..." I answered indecisively.

" I see. So what has this informer told you?" He questioned, his emphasis on has running a little bland and dry,

" Well, all of what he knows. Like the person's name who you write dies in 60 seconds that you write their name, and you can specify their death by writing it out next to said name."

Telling L about the notebook made me very...excited for some reason. Maybe it was because I was helping capture one of the biggest infamous serial killers in the world, or maybe it was because I was doing something I never imagined myself doing, or maybe it was just because I was talking to this man in front of me right now.

After telling L the basics of what I knew about the notebook, there were a few minutes of silence.

" Hmm... well, since you have been honest I find it only necessary for me to be as well. That is unless you haven't ?" He asked innocently enough.

I shook my head quickly in response.

" Yes, well the truth is that we have acquired one of these murderer notebooks."

' He-he has one? He's known all about this...' I smiled humorlessly.

" Aa... how expected of you, L."

" Please, call me Ryuuzaki."

" So, what was your point in telling me this so late now?" I questioned curiously.

" I wonder." In one fluid motion he pulled out a notebook. My brain didn't fully realize what it was, but when I had I was shocked. Why the heck was he carrying that around with him!

" Tell me Taro-kun," He leaned forward a bit," Can you help me?"

Muffled noises surrounding me woke me up from sleeping. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in the room Grandma had allowed me to live in for a couple of weeks now. I guess somebody must of put me in here after... I suddenly jolted from my white makeshift bed and hurriedly put on some shoes. I sprinted to Sakura's room. I stopped at the front of her closed door and took a deep breath.

' Please let her be okay.'

I slowly creaked the door open and felt my heart drop.

She wasn't in her room. Nothing was in here. The beds were stripped and anything that I had put in Sakura's room that was hers was gone. I gripped the wooden frame to the door almost causing it to crush under my grip.

But, maybe this was all some kind of misunderstanding. They probably just moved her. Yeah, they just moved Sakura to a different room.

I walked to the front desk feeling slightly nervous that what I wanted to be true wasn't, though I keep calm. I arrived at the front desk and saw a woman with short cropped black hair doing paper work.

" Umm... excuse me." I interrupted politely.

She looked up with a smile.

" How may I help you?" She asked.

" Can you tell me what room number Haruno Sakura is in?"

She looked down on to her computer screen and started to type.

" Haaaruno Sak-" She stopped abruptly the looked up with sorrowful eyes. " You didn't hear then..." She spoke softly." Mrs. Sakura is in surgery."

My eyes went wide." S-surgery? For what?" I sputtered.

" I don't know all the details, but something to do with her lungs I believe."

" Well-when will she be out?" I asked without missing a beat.

" I don't know. It could be up until a few more hours. It's a long and careful procedure."

I dazed out for a minute until she asked me if I was okay.

"...Um, yeah... Who's, who is performing the surgery?"

" Mrs. Tsunade and Shizune."

I let out a breath of relief. At least Sakura was in good hands.

" If you want you may sit and wait until the procedure is finished." She spoke kindly. I could detect the twinge of sympathy in her voice. I nodded. I turned and began to walk out the doors to the hospital.

I'll come back in a couple of hours. I need to go clean up before I come back or else Sakura'll beat me to a pulp.

I chuckled at the thought and took a breath of my first fresh air in weeks.

Walking back into the bland white building after eating, taking a shower, and changing clothes made me feel a bit more lax, though I knew I should feel anything but that at the moment.

Stepping up to the front desk I saw a different lady from last time. This one had short black hair with bangs cut across her forehead, she was chewing gum while reading a book.

I cleared my throat to get her to acknowledge me but it didn't work. Clearing it again I tried not to be rude as I spoke up.

" Excuse me?" I asked.

I waited but got no reply.

In a bit of a rush and feeling the unfamiliar feeling of irritation, I reached over and slammed the book down giving a tight, forced grin. She whipped her head up in shock.

" Excuse me, I need assistance." Voice dripping with sugar.

She sat up straight.

" U-uh y-ye-a. How m-may I help y-you?" She shuddered with wide frightened eyes.

" I need information on how Haruno Sakura's surgery went with the Hokage." I asked all traces of humor leaving my face.

" Oh, I actually h-have something from the Ho-hokage."

I waited patiently as she fumbled around on her desk. She then held up a pink and yellow striped sticky note.

" It s-says here that sh-he wants t-to see you at her office." She gave me a is-that-all- look, a bit passive from me scaring her.

I didn't mean to scare her, but I needed to know what happened.

" Thank you." My eyes hardened.

Opening the familiar brown door that led to the Hokage's office I took a breath, I needed to stay calm for and only Sakura's sake.

I peeked my head inside and saw Tsunade standing and looking out into the city, her hands behind her back.

" Tsunade-"

Without moving she spoke," Sit down, Naruto."

Taking a seat we were still in each other's presence.

" How-"

" Where were you?" She asked in a hollow voice.

I furrowed my brows in confusion and anger.

Where was I?

" I don't-"

" Today!" She spoke strongly," Around 10:30 p.m... where were you?"

I scratched my head in thought, not really knowing why Grandma wanted to know.

" I left and went to my house to clean up and eat, but I don't see what that has anything to do with Sakura. What happened? I heard there was something wrong with her lungs? Did the surgery go well? And why was all of her stuff moved out of her room?" I asked, my heart pleading for answers.

She still didn't say anything and I cracked, my carefree and calm appearance disappearing. Why weren't people listening to me the one time it mattered!

" Tsunade!?" I yelled out.

" Calm down." She said.

" Calm down? Calm down!" I stood and slammed the palms of my hands on her cherry oaked desk causing an inaudible crack to ring," I can't, I can't calm down, Sakura!? How is Sakura? You tell me this then I will!"

I stopped abruptly as I met with Tsunade's tear stained face. All my anger vanishing, I took a step back bumping into the chair behind me with shocked eyes.

" H-hey, I'm sorry I yelled, I just really wanted.. to... about Sakura..."

" At 10:31 on October 31 Haruno Sakura... died." Tsunade struggled a bit.

" No!" I closed my eyes and gave a sharp swift of my head.

" She was already in critical condition-"

" She's not dead!"

" -Her lung had burst long before I had even gotten there-"

" Stop it!"

" -We did all we could... we really did."

" Stop lying." I spoke, my voice cracking. I choked as I breathed in and felt my throat close up. I was so tempted to beat on my chest, right above my heart, the pain was too much.

I looked at her with broken eyes clouded over with tears. Letting out a cry I let my knees buckle under me.

Feeling overwhelmed I cried and flashes of Sakura invaded my head. Sakura's smile, laugh, even the punches that I secretly cherished, I would never be able to experience them again.

Ever.

I felt a hand touch my shoulder gently, I hadn't even heard Tsunade come over. She wrapped an arm around me in a caring brought my shaking arms up behind her and clenched her jacket.

" I know it hurts." She whispered.

I was crying so loud I couldn't hear her whisper words of comfort to me.

Walking back I had plenty of time to conclude and sort of what I heard. This was luck if anything. This man, Kagami Taro, was extremely useful to me. Hearing about all he knew about the notebook made me excited, though one would've never guessed.

I knew he was the owner of that murder notebook, the way he shifted his weight and tried too hard to prove he wasn't lying was a big give away. I wasn't who I was for nothing. But, back to the issue at hand. Now I had Light, he was caught and now l was going to do everything and anything necessary to make it acknowledged.

I felt my non pocketed hand twitch with anticipation. Putting my hand in my pocket I kept walking until I saw the door to my destination come into view.

Walking inside i could feel all stares and glances directed towards me, and oh! Light came back as well.

Inwardly grinning I trudged my way over to my usual seat in front of the computer; pulling up my legs to my chest, I stared at the screen of information.

" Let's continue."

What did I tell you? Dramatic or what? Haha. Well, I'm going to be focusing on Sakura and L in the meantime, which is a given of course, so I'll be taking a break from the Naruverse for a minute.

I personally like the last scene...hmm wonder why...?

Anyone notice anything about Sakura's deeaaath? Hmm?

Thanks for taking the time to read, hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing this little piece. Any questions feel free to pm or click the button, yano what I'm talkin' about, psh.

~WAC

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