Chapter 4: Remembering

Sammy walked down the streets of Japan, not caring where she was or where she was going. Once in a while she sniffed the air for Jo-Jo's sent. Nothing. She'll have to wait for the sun to go down. She sighed, never before had she felt so powerless. She wanted for find her friend, break her out, and give her kidnapper hell for what they did.

For hours Sammy walked aimlessly down the path that leads her to a coffee shop. She sigh again, 'If Jo-Jo were here she'd drag me in there and order us some tea'. Sammy chuckled, she and Jo-Jo were both British so every time they walked passed a coffee shop they'd spend hours talking, drinking tea, eating what was there, then making fun of themselves. She smiled remembering one of Jo-Jo's punch-lines;

'Cup of tea, works for everything. Even with your regeneration!' Sammy remembered when Jo-Jo had said that, she almost spittaked and died of laughter.

'Oh, Jo, you're so random!'

Jo-Jo smiled, 'Actually, it's Jo-Jo.'

Sammy smiled; she must have been lost in her memories, because she was waiting in line to be served. It's a good thing she snapped out of it in time to make an order.

"Just a white tea to-go please."

Light's mind what numb as Misa rambled on about nothing-that-matters-what-so-ever. If he could change one thing about being Kira he would have it so he never meets Misa. But, no matter how much he resented her he needed her powers if he was going to be the god of a new world. Misa's shinigami eyes were the only thing about her that was useful to him; they were also the only thing he needed to keep L's suspicions off him. If he needed someone killed and didn't have a name, Light would call Misa to have her kill said person. With the shinigami eye's all Misa had to do was just look at someone and she would see their name and life line.

"Oh my god, Light, that girl in line right now. I can't see her life line!" Misa gasped, pointing at said girl. Light's eye brow rose, he knew what it meant when Misa couldn't see someone's life line; the person she was looking at was an owner of a Death Note. Just like him and Misa.

Light turned around to see this legend Death Note owner. The girl was slightly overweight, normal height, had short black hair with red highlights, red and black eyes (but it was obvious that she wore contact lenses to change their natural colour). She wore baggy jeans, a black shirt that was Three Days Grace tribute. She also wore wrist bands that had spicks on them, with a matching dog collar, and was warring a crescent moon necklace that seemed to clash with everything. Her hard-core style was not just for show, she had this 'don't mess with me' feel about her.

Light smirked; if she was a Death Note owner then everyone was in trouble.

"What is her name, Misa?" He asked, in a voice that sounded too sweet too be nice.

Misa smiled happily and looked back at her girl, only too happy to obey her 'boyfriend'.

"Samantha Withington," she said. Light smirked again, and looked back to watch 'Samantha' leave.

"Maybe we could get her to join our little club. If she has the Kira instinct." He smiled darkly and looked back at Misa, who didn't look so happy anymore.

"Why does she have to join? I want you all to myself, Light! I mean, after L let you go after locking us up, we can be together now! Why do you want another psychopath around when we can be a couple?"

"Misa," Light interrupted quickly, "If L is still suspects us he could lock us up again, and don't think he won't go to any length to prove that I am Kira. So if we do get locked up again then we will have Samantha kill the criminals for us, to divert L's suspicions from us. Do you understand this Misa?" He asked softly (which was feck, but Misa was too stupid to see it ¬¬).

Misa thought about it for a moment and it all made scene, everything Light said made scene. "Ok, Light, as long as I still get time with you." She glomped him unexpectedly, Light sighed in annoyance.

The morphine must be wearing off, because the vampire was starting to stir. At first L thought she was merely rolling over to her side, but he saw that she had opened her eyes. Those eyes weren't alert or filled with anger, but tired, confused and bewildered.

'She mustn't be a morning person then, I just hope she comes to enough to be questioned before she falls back to sleep again.'

Then the vampire yawned and tried to cover her mouth, but then she noticed the straightjacket. She looked down on herself and felt confused even feather.

'Yes, definitely not a morning person, if it took her until now to notice the straightjacket, then it could be awhile for her to be ready for questioning. Then again, the bewilderment could be a side effect of the over dose I've been suspecting. Matsuda you idiot.'