So, I wanted the last chapter and this one to be one whole one, but it was too long to post at the same time with my limited typing access, so they're separate.

I'm also making it as funny as possible, so if it seems the main character has multiple personalities, just know that she acts serious on the outside, but is nervous on the inside. This is due to events in the previous stories –which I've yet to write :P-. And I know I have different POVs – 1st-person and 3rd-person – because I have certain information that has to be portrayed. So, yeah. Deal with it.

Thank you guys for following/favoriting this. It means I'll keep going on. Again, any ideas or stuff, just let me know.

Anyways, onwards and enjoy~

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Have you ever slept in someone else's backyard? Doing so without a sleeping bag isn't something I'd recommend. It was a good thing I've done so before in pretty harsh conditions, counting the demons and all. But relaxing was out of the question. I've never been good at it, and now that I'm being hunted down, survival skills replaced most everything else.

After the sun began its climb through the sky, Light exited his house. A chill traveled up and down my spine, which worried me. I get the same feeling when the Axlum narrow down their search, but.. It was some-what different.

Deciding to take a risk, I crept over to the back door. Hopefully, my dumb luck would pull through for me again. If not, I'd end up in jail. I twisted the handle slowly before sneaking a quick peek inside. The place seemed pretty quiet, so I continued on.

As I made my way further in, I noticed there was water running in the kitchen, along with the sound of dishes being shuffled around. Sachiko was cleaning up breakfast.

It took all my will power to not leave, tail between my legs. Being confined in cells, cages, and getting strapped down were things I actively try to avoid, but I needed to touch the Death Note.

Tip-toeing, I went for the stairs. I knew this section of the house from the animes. Light's room was at the top. Man, was I grateful that they had carpet instead of hard wood floors.

Spotting the room I was after, I reached to open it until I remembered his signs he used to make sure no one went in. Looking around, I grabbed the paper slip, took out the lead, and memorized the handle's position.

Only then did I go in. Immediately, I picked out his ball-point pen, unscrewed the top, took out the inside, and then glanced down at the bottom of his drawer. Lifting the false bottom slowly so as not to burn my eyebrows off, I poked a single finger to the cover, and rearranged everything exactly where they belonged.

My heart raced a mile a minute as I silently rushed out of the house. My blood roared in my ears, but I allowed myself a small smile.

"Mission accomplished."


I needed a shady place to rest up, so I found the café I had visited last night. I again bought a cup of water and mixed in another Blood Tablet. To pass the time, I had pulled out the scissors and gloves, cutting off the fingers. When I finished, I tossed the scraps into a trash can.

On my way to my seat, the bell over the door chimed as someone entered the store. My skin grew cold and became covered in goose bumps as my hair stood up. I turned, fearing Zeke had found me.

Instead, to my relief, Light and Ryuk walked by. Only when he sat did I realize how screwed I was if he somehow would be able to point me out should we meet on the streets. There was no gawking at the Shinigami beside him. Soon, they'd notice me staring, but I couldn't stop! My eyes stayed on the God of Death. He could kill me in seconds.

My shaking hand tried to grab on to the table for support, but I wound up knocking over my drink, spilling the red liquid everywhere, spreading over the white booth. Luckily, a woman working there brought me napkins.

"Do you need help?"

"N-no. I can clean it myself. Thank you."

She nodded he head, yet lingered a little. She was still gazing at the thick substance. "Uhm.. Miss? I thought you ordered water. Th-that looks like.." She made a face as if unsure if she should say the proper words.

"Like blood," I finished flatly, lips curled slightly in amusement. "I did, but I added in this supplement called 'Blood Tablets.' They enhance blood flow, give you extra vitamins and minerals like iron and potassium, and give your body a shot of healthy things with a lot of fancy words. The name is supposed to be ironic or something of the like."

The woman glanced down at the mess with slight awe. I quickly saw what she was going to say next, aware of a grave mistake I had just made.

"Really? Do you know where I could find some?"

"Oh, uh.." I formed an excuse in desperation, but refused to let it show on my face. "Well, I wouldn't recommend them; they cause all kinds of side effects –lead poisoning, nausea, loss of appetite, nose bleeds, heart complications, and a compromised immune system. They're just about as addicting as cigarettes. In all honesty, they aren't worth taking. Sadly, I found this out AFTER I started taking them."

"Ah.. I-if you need a fresh cup of water, I'd be happy to get you one."

"Actually, yes, please."

We exchanged smiles and she took my cup with her as she made her way into the back of the shop. When I was positive she was out of sight, I sighed. I'd have to remember what I said. It was a good lie to have.

When a dark shadow fell over me, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Talking to the girl had pushed the two main characters out of my mind. Now, the raven-like Shinigami stood over me, his signature grin etched on his face. My shades made him appear like one big black blob, but still, I stared at him, mouth hanging open. I was face-to-face with a creature that could kill me in a matter of seconds.

"Huh," he said, voice just as gruff as in the anime. "A human who can see me. I didn't think that was possible. And look at your name! Your life-span was acting up, too, but it seems to have stopped. You're an odd human, aren't you?"

The lady came back, my cup once again filled. She set it down in front of me.

"Here you are," she chirped.

I gave her a tight smile, plopping in another pill. "You're a saint!"

"It was no problem."

"I've gotta run, but I appreciate everything you've done."

"No worries! Just promise to come back again."

I nodded my head and stood up. "Sure thing. Bye."

As I placed my hands on the door, I glanced back at Ryuk. He seemed fairly amused at this. Quickly, I hurried down the sidewalk, but I couldn't help myself from casting a look at Light through the window. He was glaring at the God of Death, then set his eyes on me at Ryuk's prompting. His facial features had been curious, calculative, and a little confused.

Ducking my head, I walked on. There was no way to sit things out now. Both the protagonist and antagonist knew about my presence here. And I was stranded here until my body adjusted to this world's wave lengths.

My only question at that point was what I should do next.