Disclaimer - I don't own Deathnote or Naruto.

Re-edited – 11/22/09

Deathnote/Naruto

Pairing - L/Sakura

Words – 5,938

Influence for this chapter – Groove Coverage – God is a Girl

In which there is illumination

'She wants to shine, forever in time,
She is so driven, she's always mine,
Clearly and free, she wants you to be,
A part of the future, a girl like me'

Chapter 4

He gave her one of those puny, plastic box things. Not only did its size irritate her, but its obnoxious color would surely lead her to scratch her eyes out with a rusty fork. It was this cell phone that he so intently wished her to have in her possession which sat on the table in front of her…mocking her.

The object of disgust was neon orange with equally neon green animal print stripes like that of a zebra. Around its glassy window was what she assumed were fake diamonds (because she refused to believe that precious gems would be wasted on decorating such an irate object) and from a small hook like opening around its hollow antenna draped a string with an ugly violet, puff of a creature. In all honesty, she only saw it as a small, irregular colored cotton ball with poorly glue on eyes; she assumed it was supposed to be cute.

Sakura scoffed at it.

L had attempted to explain the object's purpose to her, multiple times in fact. Unfortunately, every time he did; she closed her mind to his words for the sole reason that she did not want to be affiliated with the object in any shape or form. Much to L's puzzlement and lack of time, he left it to her with parting words, "If you hear a sound come from it, just press this button," in which he pointed to a green button toward the middle of the phone, "If you need anything, press the number '1', my number is on speed dial incase of anything, also, to turn it off just press the red button." though none of that information peeked her curiosity more then his final words of, "And for your sake…don't go anywhere."

Where was she to go in the first place? Did he think she knew this enormous, metal constructed village like the back of her hand? Plus, she didn't find this cell phone necessary in the first place considering she could just track L based on his chakra trail (however faint it may be). She didn't need a hand held box of crossed wires to help locate her new caretaker. In fact, it was just insulting.

From there, her thoughts traveled to the dark haired man.

He had claimed that he and Watari needed to attend to some business on the far side of the village. At first he seemed hesitant to leave her alone in the penthouse with no supervision but as he found his mind in an up hill battle, priorities were priorities no matter how he stacked them. Of course she would not stop him from doing what needed to be done…whatever that was exactly.

She made a mental note to ask him what he did for a living later. It must be something interesting for Watari to go with him as well.

Sakura frowned as she made her way to the bay window and sat on its seat-like sill. She huffed in weariness, 'What a beautiful day…it shouldn't be wasted indoors…' The sun was highest in the sky, the clouds were high and fluffy like cotton candy and she could feel the warmth on the glass as she lifted her hand to it.

Biting her lip she silently wondered if she should go outside for just a little bit. Would it hurt? L told her not to leave but he wouldn't know…right? After all if she kept the cell phone with her and just made sure she pressed the green button when it made any sounds, how was he to know exactly where she was? Also, now that she knew what street the building was on, she could easily make her way back before L even realized she was missing.

'Haha…yes.' She thought to herself, 'I see a window of opportunity.'

Grinning to herself, she made her way back to her room where she changed into a basic white t-shirt and plain black shorts. With her equally black sneakers she almost skipped to her window which faced the city in a brilliant angle.

Unhooking the bronze latch that locked the window from opening, she pushed both windows outward. The warm breeze heated her skin in a wonderful way and the air itself filled her senses with pure bliss. 'This reminds me when we used to stand outside on the Hokage's Tower…so peaceful and welcoming…' She closed her eyes, imagining herself sitting on the railing outside Tsunade's office window; she then sighed contently.

Sakura opened her eyes once more and frowned; realizing that she was indeed not in Konoha and that she was in a strange place called Tokyo. A place with far more advanced technology, strangely dressed people, metal based everything, layered buildings beyond her wildest dreams, odd alarms, annoying color combinations…and in -comprehendible slang.

The entire time before L and Watari had departed, L turned on the television to a channel called M-TV, for some reason the program of the hour only talked about something called a DJ. This had later been clarified (by L) that it meant a Disc Jockey. Of course she questioned this with "Is Disc his first name or his last name?" or when a rapper would sing later on and insisted on repeating the word 'Bawlin', she would ask L why the man in the video claimed he was crying when it was obvious he wasn't.

Sakura shook her head of those thoughts; she was wasting her 'outside' time.

It took little effort for her climb onto the windows edge but before she made another move, her thoughts stopped her. 'I forgot that demon voice box!' crossly, she stepped down toward the floor and made a jog to the living room. With an irritated sigh, she pocketed the item and made a running start to the outside world.

"You're worried." The old man's voice seemed a little too amused.

Ryuuzaki frowned.

His hands were uncomfortably creating strains in his long white shirt as he pulled and knotted the material in a nervous like manner. His jaw was clenched somewhat tightly while his dark eyes averted to every object imaginable in the room in which he sat to shift his attention. Both males waited in a large office area with multiple seats and tables; a laptop was open with a screen clearly marked 'L'.

Ryuuzaki had a case to attend to dealing with a series of terrorist that threatened the higher ups in an automobile industry located at the heart of Tokyo. He had to admit that the terrorists were clever but they weren't very skillful. The group of criminals left too many loose ends and multiple leads that would be their downfall. Justice was good.

"I'm not worried." He replied after a moment, Watari did not look convinced, "I'm not."

With a scoff, the grey haired male rolled his eyes. "Of course."

Ryuuzaki scowl down at his stretched shirt that seemed to absorb the sweat his hands had created, "She's fine." He murmured hastily.

"I have no doubt about it."

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Ryuuzaki sat quietly after that response, biting his thumb out of habit he subconsciously glanced at the dark green cell phone located directly beside the laptop. 'She would call if something was wrong…I specifically told her to call for any reason, it didn't have to be because she was in danger…just anything. Why hasn't she then? She asks many questions; surely she would call for the answer? Perhaps she still didn't understand how to use the phone even after I explained it to her? Should I check up on her, it has only been an hour though…she's fine.' He sighed, 'If she's fine then why am I so concerned…?'

He crawled off the slightly cushioned seat and made his way to the wall of windows that gave a distant view of the city. With his head tilted toward Watari who still sat at the table, his expression fell to one of absolutely misery, "Do you think she is alright?"

Watari smiled warmly at the young, fretful man, "I think that you should calm yourself before you are not alright."

Ryuuzaki huffed in defeat.

Sakura happily walked down sidewalk along with a great deal many of others. She had been informed (when she first hopped into the street in mid traffic and began to rush through the stop lights) that the sidewalk was indeed to the place to walk.

So many things grabbed her attention. The smell of a large, yellow 'M' completely overtook her senses; she noticed many people went in and when they left they carried greasy bags that had the words 'I'm Lovin It' printed in various colors on the side. She assumed it was catch phrase.

Continuing on her way she also came across a large lot which gated what seemed to be hundreds of those metal monsters. Her eyes were wide in shock. 'There is a breading ground for these humongous beasts?!'

She walked around the gate perimeter until she found a large opening were other monsters entered, 'So…these beasts come here to reproduce…'

Sakura slowly ventured down a long row of vehicles. Her eyes caught every detail of each; the color, size and shape. Slim fingers brushed against the hoods of the cars while making heated prints from her sweating fingers. She could see her reflection in the shiny red metal that she stood before, other then the fact that it was unnerving that an animal such as this had mirror-like skin; it was rather convenient to be able to see what she looked like.

With a raised brow, she turned around after seeing a second reflection now standing behind her. A balding man likely in his mid forties faked a grin at her, his mustache untamed and round glasses slightly cracked in the left glass began to speak to her in an accent she could only say was annoying.

"Well hey there little lady, you interested in this here car?"

Sakura wrinkled her nose and momentarily ignored the man, she turned back to the red car and scowled, "What species is this?" Her words were dark and demanding.

The man jumped at her angry tone and began to sweat, "Species…ma'am…? It's a Toyota…"

Twisting her body in a fast, snappy motion, her eyes narrowed with annoyance. "And what may I ask is it? Why is it here? What is its purpose? You can not keep these creatures caged in such inhuman conditions, only sustaining life in this forsaken place for the sole reason of reproduction! You are behind this aren't you? These once animals that now roll on these rubber wheels should run free in the wilderness…what are your motives?"

"M-mmm-mmaa'aaam….I-I don't, I don't know what y-you're ttt-talk-king a-a-bout…" he stuttered, fear enveloping his being. With trembling hands, he raised in defense, "They aren't a-animals ma'am…they are m-motorized ve-hicles…they, they help us get around…this is a c-car dealership ma'am. They r-run on gasoline…oil…horsepower…electricity…they aren't actually al..ive…ma'am."

Sakura's eyes burned in a red fury, her anger increasing, "You murder defenseless horses to power these…fiends?" She stepped forward, pushing the man with untold force unto the floor, "Where is your backbone now? You may stand up to stallions but not a woman? Tell me where they are!"

He hit the concrete with a thump, his dark eyes fearfully gazing upon the pink haired lady standing above him. She seemed enraged. "Where what…are?" he tried.

Sakura bent down and lifted him by the collar of his shirt, her other fist fixed with chakra for a finishing blow, "That horses you buffoon! The captures stallions you hold…the mustangs! Where are they held? I will free them at once."

The man wriggled out of her grasp and began to run towards the main building of the dealership, "They are a few rows over next to the rest of the Fords! We just got a new shipment in! Just leave me alone!" he called from behind.

With thinned lips she nodded in acknowledgement. As she ran through the next few rows of cars she stopped at a particular sleek one. On its front it held the emblem of a running horse, it was cast in a silver like coating and read 'Mustang'. Sakura's eyes lowered in defeat, 'I must inform L about the sins that man has committed, this is animal cruelty.'

She turned around once more, to find a fair amount of people starring at her in confusion. Women, men, children all seemed aghast at her behavior from speaking with the man. 'So they have also been brainwashed…that man is a master of Genjustu if he can trick all of these people…'

With a determined gaze she cupped her hands around her mouth to increase the loudness of her voice, "All of you have been mislead, please leave this place! They are lying to you. You must find other means of transportation!" With that she spun around and ran toward the surrounding gate, hopping it effortlessly she made haste down the sidewalk once more.

One of the women standing next to a deep blue car turned to her sales associate with a grim face, "I knew I was getting a bad deal…"

Her anger was dying down slowly as she seemed to be walking through a park. Most of her thoughts were now drifting toward her old life, though it surprised her she was remembering them now. Her memories had been flickering in and out over the past few days. One minute she would remember her precious team, then the next…she couldn't even place a name on a face. It irked her most that it was only certain things she saw that actually peeked her memory, just particular people, items, or words that made her remember.

In the moment, she could remember the smell of the chicken flavored ramen that usually cooled on the stall's table as she sat with Naruto. She could remember him talk to her about trying to see what was under Kakashi's mask, of course because their childhood try, they never attempted to check again. Sakura could also remember the timid voice of Hinata as she asked her to go shopping with her or tips as to how to talk to Naruto.

As she walks, eyes at her feet, the green grass reminded her of the picnic she once had with Lee, Tenten and Neji. A friendly get together amongst other teams was a rare treat and when Tenten invited Sakura along…it was a wonderful feeling. She remembered Lee continuously calling her the beautiful cherry blossom of Konoha (much to her distain), Neji explaining in detail to her the difference between the main family and the branch family, and Tenten bragging about the newest weapon her parent's shop just got it.

Sakura's stomach fell at the memories. What happened? Why was it that she had to be separated from them? From Naruto, Kakashi, Sai, Tsunade, Shizune? What were they doing now? Looking for her? Did they give up?

How she missed Sai's insults on her beauty (or lack of according to him), or Naruto's constant friendship speeches, Kakashi's little orange book? Scratch that, she wouldn't miss that. The pink haired woman sighed.

And what about Sasuke? Where was he in all of this? She didn't know. He never did return back to Konoha – at least at the moment, she can't remember if he did. Was he ever going to return?

Sakura felt dejected knowing that there was a possibility, no matter how small, that he had returned to Konoha but she wasn't even there now. Would he care? Would he notice that she never came to see him? Was the red haired, four-eyed screech machine with him as well? What did he…

"Oomph!"

"Ouch…"

Sakura plopped on the cobble stone path after a crash collision course with someone. Her eyes rose to see her victim and widened in a mixture of happiness and shock.

The woman, about Sakura's age, looked up with aqua blue eyes, exceptionally confused with the pink hair's expression. "I'm sorry miss…I didn't see where I was going…" She raised a brow at the girl's stone face, "Why are you looking at me like that…?"

Sakura blinked, tears building up in the edges of her eyes. With a jump she threw her arms around the girl and cried.

"…Ino…"

"So you can't remember anything about how you got here?"

Sakura shook her head, grasping the large coffee cup between her hands as she sat in a café at a small round table with the Ino-look-alike known as Hanako. She learned that the name Hanako meant Flower Child. 'Go figure.' She smiled inwardly. "No, I just remember waking up in the middle of the night, in a crater that was most likely created from my fall."

Hanako gave a stunned expression, "So let me get this straight. You were the one who made that giant whole at the intersection that night? The one that was all over the television?" Sakura nodded as Hanako continued, "And you're telling me that you fell? Don't you realize that in order to make that sort of a mark on a road, that you would not only need to fall from an extremely high distance, but just the force that was needed to be put into that kind impact would probably squash you like a bug."

Sakura shrugged, "I know it sounds impossible but then again my body can take a lot more abuse then normal people…but I know what you're saying, I should be dead but somehow I'm not. I mean…that's a good thing isn't it?"

"Well that depends on your perspective on it. I mean, from what I gather, your memories don't like to stick around and you didn't even know that Tokyo was a place so that means that you aren't familiar with Japan…at all. This leads me to believe that either you really got the stuffing knocked out of you from that fall of yours or maybe you're just from a very…very sheltered place. I don't know what I would do in your situation. And this guy that picked you up…I'm sure he's nice but really…? A one letter name?"

Sakura frowned, "You mean people here don't have that?"

Hanako flapped her hand, "Of course not, that's ridiculous. I don't know, I wouldn't trust the guy to much even if he is nice to you. Seems to me that there is something fishy about him. Why wouldn't he not want you to know his real name, doesn't it make you wonder what sort of business he is into? And you said him and the old man—"

"Watari." She provided.

"Watari… went with him to his job…not to burst your bubble but most people don't bring other people with them to work. I personally think you should keep your guard up."

The blonde paused, looking at her watch, "It's already 7:30, I have to start making my way to my job, you want to walk with me until I get to the subway…we can further discuss this 'L' character."

Sakura nodded happily, "Absolutely."

"Alright then," Hanako stood up and grabbed her purse off the floor next to her feet and pulled out a small bill to pay for their coffee. "Let's go, it's in this direction."

Sakura felt completely at ease with Hanako, it was as though she was really walking with Ino, only with out the forehead insults. It was odd how the two seemed like twins but at the same time, you could tell that they weren't. Ino held this ray of absolute confidence while Hanako seemed insecure and to herself. Sakura didn't understand how someone as beautiful as her could ever seem self-doubting.

"So tell me about this other girl, the one you thought I was…Ino? Doesn't that mean pig or something?"

Sakura laughed, "Yeah, sure does. She was one of my best friends from where I come from. Aside from looking just like you, you guys seem to be a lot different. She was such a boy crazed lunatic at times…always going after one of her team…I mean her male friends just because he liked another girl. She used to try to impress him with wearing these revealing outfits and a lot of make up, but he was too much of a lazy ass to notice any of it. I still don't know why she tried so hard…maybe it was because she thought she wasn't pretty enough…I don' know." Sakura paused, "When we were younger I liked this boy…well every girl liked him but I thought that I could have been special…people used to make fun of me because I have pink hair and a big forehead but not her…she taught me that I was just a flower that wasn't in bloom yet and that one day I was going to be a beautiful flower. It wasn't until she found out that I liked the same boy that she did, that we began to drift apart and become rivals. One day though…the boy left the village and Ino and I started to become friends again. The boy rifted our friendship but it seemed that once he was gone that rift had disappeared. I suppose that when I saw you it made me feel like I was home again."

Hanako smiled sadly at the story. "She sounded like the typical girl…but a good friend; it makes me happy knowing that there are people out there that are actually good at heart."

"I wish you could meet her, I think she would jump at a chance to be friends with someone who looked like her."

"I don't know if I would want to meet my doppelganger…" the blonde grinned.

"A dopple…what..?"

Hanako stopped walking a few feet away from the stairs that went underground to the subway, "I'll tell you about it some other time; this is my stop. How about we meet back at that same café in three days…say…around 4:00p.m.?"

Sakura nodded, "I wouldn't miss it."

With a wave the double turned to walk down the stairs but stopped when she heard Sakura's voice again.

"Hey! I forgot to ask you what you do for a living!" Sakura beamed.

Hanako's expression stilled for a moment, "I-I'm…I'm in the advertisement and consumer industry. Why?"

"Well I don't want L to pay for everything for me…I want to be an independent woman! Maybe we can talk about getting me a job where you work huh?"

She nodded hesitantly, "Yeah…sure…I'll see you in three days!"

"Bye Hanako-chan!"

The sun was lowering itself in the sky, creating hues of orange, red and pinks. Sakura walked through the declining number of people on the sidewalk. All she could think about was the possibility of locating other people who looked exactly like the people she once knew. 'What if I can find Naruto or Tsunade?'

She grinned, until she heard a dreadful sound coming from her pocket. It was a maddening little tune in which she did not and hoped she would never recognize.

Realization hit her when she remembered that she was not suppose to leave the penthouse…L was going to skin her!

In a panic she took the phone from her pocket and quickly pressed the green button that L had explained that she was to press incase she heard it make noise. She held the cell phone in her palm and waited for something to happen, but nothing did.

Starring at it for a moment she began to hear a voice strangely sounding like L's through the upper holes of the phone.

"…Kura…"

"Mi…Sa…ra…!"

She brought the object closer to her ear, "Miss Sakura! Talk into the bottom of the phone and listen with the top."

Sakura jumped, whimpering a bit in shock. "L…how are you in this small contraption…are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine Miss Sakura. What about you…are you alright? We seemed to have been held up longer then expected, we should be home soon. Have you eaten yet? Watari said he left something in the refrigerator for you to heat up but we can bring som—"

Bring, Bring, Bring. Bring!!

Sakura jumped at the sound of the sirens coming from behind her. She saw a car with blue and red lights propelling by at an alarming speed.

"Miss Sakura…what was that? Are you outside?"

She flustered, "No…no of course not…you told me not to leave remember? That…that was the television! Yes I'm watching…umm…" she trailed off for a moment. 'Think quick, think quick!'

The siren car that flashed by had painted some odd letters on the side, "I'm watching…CSI."

Sakura heard L mumble something but didn't ask any questions, "Alright…well turn it down, you'll lose your hearing if it's that loud. Watari and I will be there in twenty minutes. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Never better…I've been a little lonely with out you actually…" She instantly kicked herself, 'Lonely?! Way to sound like a hooker!' "…And Watari-sama…of course because I miss our conversations and the food…speaking of food didn't you say you were going to bring some back? That sounds good, you should but I have to go and do…something…see you in twenty minutes!"

"Wait…!" but before he could say anything else, she quickly hit the red button that he had told her to push afterwards.

Sakura made a sprint toward the direction of the penthouse (though she was actually retracing her steps because she honestly did not know where she was but she refused to admit it.)

Faster and faster she ran through people and buildings, until she made her way to the park. From there she pumped chakra into her feet to increase speed. 'I have to hurry! If L is in one of those speeding animals then he'll make it to the penthouse before me! On the other hand I told him to get me something to eat…so that should hold him off for a little. I can't depend on that though, I need to beat the clock!'

Ryuuzaki lowered the cell phone from his ear slowly. His shadowy eyes reflected nothing but concern. 'That siren was too loud to be from the television…and she seemed anxious to get off the phone. What was she doing…? Her voice was too edgy and distant, it didn't sound like she was just sitting in the living room watching television.'

Watari looked back at him through the rear view mirror in bewilderment, "Might something be troubling you, Ryuuzaki? With Miss Sakura to be precise?"

The young man turned his attention out the window of the vehicle, disregarding the elder's question.

If Watari was offended, he didn't show it in the least. 'It would seem the girl is affecting you, even after just a short period of time knowing her. You are worried for her well being more then just a guardian. Perhaps that is what you need…a companion? Though I wonder, how far do your feelings go?'

"She said she was hungry and said we could pick something up for her." Ryuuzaki stated halfheartedly.

Watari nodded, "Alright then, shall we stop at—"

"No." A pale hand ran through unruly, spiky black hair, "We need to return as soon as possible, I'm sure she would like your cooking better then a fast food restaurant."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes…I don't think she likes staying home alone, so we shouldn't prolong our arrival anymore then necessary."

The old man raised a large, grey brow, "And what may I ask makes you come to that conclusion?"

Ryuuzaki kept his eyes toward the window, his stare not looking at anything – just avoiding Watari's gaze back at him. He frowned a bit at the thought but let no emotion bleed from his cool exterior.

"She said she was lonely."

"Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap!"

Sakura breathed deeply as she stood on the opposite sidewalk of a multiple hotel street. Tall, short, blue, grey, fat, skinny and irregular shaped buildings lined the road. "Which one is it? I should have taken a better look before I ran off…"

Her green eyes scouted each building, 'Wait…I can just use the chakra I put into the shuriken, L must have kept it after all!'

She closed her eyes and calmed her body. Attempting to feel at one with the spiritual energy around her, the energy that flowed in her and the energy she put into the shuriken. In concentration, her brow furrowed, it was becoming difficult to create a bond with the shuriken. 'There are many people around…even though their chakra is barely noticeable, there are too many of them…I can't feel my way through them.'

With a twitched, she snapped her eyes open, 'Alright, plan B.' She nodded to herself in determination, 'When I jumped out…I never closed the window. It was a pretty far drop so I should look at the highest buildings.'

Sakura, with her chakra pumped feet, jumped high above the crowds to more quickly evade them. She could hear the sudden gasps of surprise and questions as to 'How does she do that?'

She ignored them all though; her main priority was to get back to the penthouse before L and Watari did. With a sharp looked she eyed the buildings until she saw it.

'Open window…directly in front of the mirror building that faces the kitchen...bingo.'

Ryuuzaki had stepped out of the black limo with his posture slightly worse then usual. With his head tilted up, he tried to get a glimpse of the top floor. 'The lights aren't on…its dark outside and she doesn't have the lights on…'

He scowled at the glass doors of the main entrance, waiting for Watari to have the valet park the oversized vehicle. As he bit his bottom lip in unease he continuously shudder his eyes back from Watari to the penthouse. "Is there still something troubling you?" asked Watari who jerked Ryuuzaki from his thoughts.

Ryuuzaki's face still held a frown, "How can she see in the dark?"

The old man glimpsed up. He too had noticed the lights were not on and assumed that it was the lack of illumination that bothered Ryuuzaki the most because it would seem no one was there. "She could be in her room you know. It is located on the other side of the building."

"Let's make haste then. I'm sure she is hungry and wants company. We've been out hours longer then we told her we would be, she is probably very crossed with us now."

Watari nodded knowingly.

As they walked through the glass doors, they acknowledged the greeter behind the desk and made way straight towards the elevators.

When the doors swished closed, old eyes glanced at the dark haired boy who watched impatiently as the numbers that indicated the floor number increased. Watari faked a cough to gain Ryuuzaki's attention.

The boy turned his head to him; he knew what Watari was silently insinuating and replied meekly. "It's just her first time alone. That's all."

It was to the highest level the elevator could travel that they got off and had to transfer to another to reach the penthouse. "I asked nothing."

The second elevator began again, "You are far too obvious for your own good my old friend. I know what you are thinking and I will tell you now that it is not going to go in the direction you wish it to. "

"Once again, I've asked nothing." He smirked.

"I am concerned about her well being. She is in a place were she has no idea what anything is, remembers nothing or anyone and is completely ignorant to the fact that if she isn't protect from the outside world, it will snatch her away and pick her apart until she has none of this chakra left to survive. She said that her chakra was what kept her alive, that it was her, if the government gets a hold of her – they'll kill her." Ryuuzaki continued hotly.

Ding.

The doors open slowly and both men stepped out.

Ryuuzaki swiftly walked to the door in the calmest composure he could muster and unlocked it. Almost forgetting completely about Watari, he jumped in and made a B-line towards Sakura's room.

Watari noted that it was true that none of the lights were on and faintly wondered if Ryuuzaki would be able to make his way to her room without his ability of sight. The aged man smiled under his mustache, 'And here I stand…still asking nothing.'

Ryuuzaki zipped down the hall until he came to the girl's room. Under the door came no light and he could feel a cold breeze at his toes (that always seemed to be bare). His heart thumped in his chest, 'Why is it cold in her room? Is the window open? Why would she leave it open? The temperature is fine in here…'

With a shaky hand he turned the knob to the door slowly and opened it with a light squeak. His attention was abruptly taken to the open window on the far side of the room, 'I was right then.' With a trouble gaze he investigated the area.

His shoulders relaxed at the sight of the pink haired woman snuggled warmly under the covers. A feeling of sereneness wrapped around his mind as he silently walked toward her bed and crouched on the side of it. He made a movement to pull the covers farther toward her face, when his index finger brushed against her cheek. 'She's a little cold.'

He didn't like that.

Standing up again he made his way to the window, 'It's not a chilly night but the altitude and wind is cooling the room far too quickly.' With a click he, hooked the lock once more.

"Don't…close it." A small voice spoke in the darkness.

Ryuuzaki jumped in surprise and turned his sights to Sakura who was sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"I like listening to the sounds outside." She continued.

He nodded without comprehension and unlocked the window once more, only opening up one side this time. He returned to his crouching position beside her bed afterwards and watched her with a faint smile as she tried to open her eyes.

"I'm sorry we left you alone for the entire day, I didn't realize that it would take so long."

Settling down into her pillow again she locked eyes with him, "It's alright. I can't expect you to be here all the time. Did you bring any food back?" she asked timidly. 'Because I'm starving! You try running two miles and climbing up the side of a building in less then twenty minutes.'

Ryuuzaki shook his head, "No, many of the restaurants were closed because it is a holiday." He lied.

"Oh." 'Damn it.'

"…But Watari is making something for you right now. We can both eat in the kitchen and talk about our day."

With a bright smile she popped back up from the bed and nodded like a child, "Okay."

He helped her up and they began to walk towards the door where light from the rooms would blind them as soon as they stepped out. "I did want to talk to you about something though…" she began.

Turning to her he raised a brow, "Shoot."

She playfully bumped her elbow with his, making him turn his attention completely to her in question, she noticed he also bumped his elbow with hers after as though trying to be playful as well, "We need to talk about the peaceful coexistence between man…and horse."

'There is a sky, illuminating us,
Someone is out there, that we truly trust,
There is a rainbow, for you and me,
A beautiful sunrise, eternally.'