Here's chappy four! sorry for the delay!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Death Note, however I am forever grateful to that genius who does
"YOSHIKO!! GET DOWN HERE!! YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!!" Yoshiko's mother screamed from the living room.
'She doesn't seem mad,' she thought, jumping off her bed and hurrying down the stairs. 'She sounds scared.'
"What is it, mom?!" she asked as she hopped down the last step.
Her mother pointed at the television screen.
"Amagawa Ryochi and Amagawa Jun were found early this morning, dead, in their cells. Upon further investigation, it was found that they died an hour apart of heart attacks. It seems that Kira has taken two more victims."
Yoshiko froze. 'J-Jun?' she thought.
"Oh, Yoshiko! This is terrible...Are you alright?" her mother said.
Yoshiko didn't respond. In fact, she wouldn't respond to anything for another few hours, not moving or really thinking at all.
Two days before the new year...
Yoshiko stepped out of the little cafe and stretched her arms above her head. The cool air stung her face as she quickly made her way down the sidewalk.
Her frequent visits to Light's house had all but ended, due to the dramatic changes in her English grade. She went over now and then to see Sayu and have dinner, but the lessons had ended.
As for the whole 'death of her brother and father' incident...she was getting used to the idea, but it still hurt. Her feeling of hatred for Kira had grown even more.
She stopped at the crosswalk and waited for the little hand on the sigh across the street to change into the little walking man.
The sign changed, and she stepped out onto the street.
Suddenly, the distinct sound of screeching tires filled the air, and Yoshiko turned towards the noise. She jumped to the side to try and avoid the vehicle, but was unsuccessful.
Fortunately, however, the car had slowed enough so that it only hit her hard enough to throw her to the sidewalk as it tried to swerve to the side. She landed on her bottom, falling back and smacking her head on the concrete.
She waited a moment as she heard footsteps rushing around before attempting to sit up.
"Ow," she grunted as she managed to get herself into a sitting position. Her vision swam as a man with black hair ran up to her.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" he said quickly.
"I'm...fine," she replied, assuming that this man was the driver.
"Are you sure? I should take you to a hospital..." he said, looking quite worried.
"No, no! I'm fine! Really!" she insisted as she tried to stand. On her feet she tried to take a step forward, but swayed to the side, almost falling over. The man caught her arm and stared at her uncertainly.
"You don't seem fine," he said. "Please, let me take you to the hospital."
She closed her eyes, trying to see straight. "I guess..."
"Thank you," he replied, pulling her by the arm to his car. He put her in the passenger seat and then rushed around to the other side. "I'm Matsuda."
"Amagawa Yoshiko," she responded.
Matsuda got a strange look on his face, as though her name had sounded familiar.
"Well, Yoshiko-chan, are you having any trouble remembering anything or something like that?"
"Well, I don't think so..."
"Hmm...Where are we?"
"Kanto."
"How old are you?"
"Almost nineteen, but you don't know the answer to that in the first place, so you can't know for sure if I really remember that."
"True, but nineteen looks about right. I guess you might be ok. Maybe."
They rode along in silence until they pulled up in front of the nearest hospital.
Yoshiko let out a long sigh. "I hate hospitals, Matsuda-san."
A week and a half later...
Yoshiko pulled her mobile phone out of her pocket as it played it's annoying tone.
"Moshi moshi," she said.
"Yoshiko-chan? I need you to come home now," her mother's voice said through the speaker.
"Why?"
"I'll see you when you get here, dear. Bye!"
Yoshiko sighed. "I got to leave, Sayu-chan. I'll see you later."
"Bye!" Sayu called as Yoshiko stepped outside to start the long journey home.
"Come again soon!" Mrs. Yagami called. Yoshiko turned to see Sayu, Mrs. Yagami, and Light waving at her.
'I wonder why she wants me to come home so badly,' she thought as she waved back at them. 'It couldn't be too important.'
Yoshiko had planned on heading over to Shun's house after having dinner with the Yagami family (minus Mr. Yagami, as he was busy with the Kira case) to spend the night. She slung her duffle bag over her shoulder and boarded the bus to take her home.
Forty minutes later, after being stuck in traffic several times, she spotted a soft gray outline against the black sky.
"Is that smoke?" a woman beside her asked, voicing Yoshiko's own thoughts.
"I think so, but...a fire? In Kanto?"
The woman shrugged. "Could happen anywhere."
Yoshiko bit her bottom lip and stared at the wisp that tickled the stars with foreboding.
And with good reason too.
For when she jump down the steps of the bus and started fast walking towards her home she could already see the flames licking up into the sky.
So when she rounded the street corner she could only hope, though she knew it wasn't true, that her neighbor's house was going up in flames, instead of her own.
Yoshiko stared in horror, standing on the sidewalk across the street from her home, as firemen dashed in and out of the inferno.
"Hey!" she shouted, running across the street when she snapped out of her trance. A fireman turned to face her as she approached. "What happened?!"
"We don't know yet, but it burned pretty fast. Do you know who lives here?" the man replied.
She nodded vigorously. "This is my house! My mom called me almost an hour ago and told me to come home!"
The fireman put a hand on her shoulder. "It's all right, stay calm. We're looking for her right now."
And that's when a frantic fireman burst through the front door, Yoshiko's mother in his arms.
Yoshiko's hearing dulled until she could only hear people shouting distantly, unable to make out what they were saying as she watched them lay the burnt and unconscious body of her mother on a stretcher.
She ran forward when they pushed the stretcher up into an ambulance.
"Wait! Take me too! That's my mom!" she screamed desperately when two men held her back.
"We can't let you on!" one shouted, trying to hold her arm as she kicked the air. "We just can't!"
Yoshiko stopped fighting as the white vehicle pulled away, speeding down the dark street with it's alarms sounding, drawing her neighbors out of their homes all the way down the road.
"But...But...I...," she stuttered, unsure of what to do. She had no way of getting to the hospital, did she?
"Hey!" a voice sounded to her right, emanating from a man sticking his head out of a black car on the street.
Her head whipped to the side. "M-Matsuda?"
He waved her over with his hand. "Need a ride?"
She darted around the side of the car and hopped in, sitting in the same seat she had to go to the same hospital he had taken her to not even two weeks earlier.
Well, I'm sorry it took so long to get this one out, but I was camping and stuff, so yeah...please review!