"Hm, what's this?"

"Why are you just standing there?! It's going to rain soon..."

"This notebook was lying on the ground, but it's not dirty or anything."

"Huh? Lemme see that!"

"H-Hey! Be careful with it! It's not ours!"

"Wow, this is like an epic chain letter or something...look at all the rules they wrote in!"

"Maybe we should bring it to the police..."

"No way, I know what I'm doing with this, come on!"

"Okay, okay! You're hurting me!"

"Ah, suck it up! We need to get home before anyone comes to claim it!"

"Okay...but...what are you planning though?"

"Oh you'll see..."

"We're not going to do anything illegal...right?"

"Please, we'll be doing society a favor!"

"I have bad felling about this...maybe we should just leave it..."

"Ah stop being a wuss...so, do you still have those tickets to Japan? We're going to need them."

---

"Wow, I've got a lot of fan boys!" I commented, scrolling through a Kira fan site. Which was one of many. I've found the site, and many others, to be helpful on killing criminals. A lot of the users would post criminals on the forums, all with a name and most with pictures. If I found them worthy of dieing, I would kill them. Many of the users caught on too, because the number of criminal-related posts we're being doubled. I smiled, writing a few more names on before turning off the computer. I heard knocking at the door, meaning I stopped just in time.

"I'll be right there!"I yelled, shoving all the papers and pens deep within my pillow case, the closest thing in reach. Today was Friday, a bit before noon. I only had two morning classes today and work was canceled because they had to fix the lighting or something. I don't really know what happened, but it should be back up by tomorrow of course. But this was awesome, because, you know, no work. I opened the door, but no one was there. That is , until I looked down.

"HIYA MAYONNAISE!" I twitched, jumping out of the way when Yoshi tried to glomp me. I pushed her in my room,closing the door and locking it. Now was the time to glare at her with all my might. What was she trying to do, give me a heart attack? She only laughed at my glare before touching everything she set eye on. I sighed, and Light looked disturbed while Ultio was laughing his ass off. This was just great, I was supposed to spend the day relaxing, not babysitting!

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, sitting down on the floor as she tore threw my stuffed animals. She paused, looking at me. Her eyes traveled up to the ceiling and around the room. Then a look of realization came upon her face and she smiled.

"Now I remember!" She cheered, crawling towards me with a smile so big it looked creepy. "I wanted you to teach me how to kill criminals!" I hit her over the head, no way was I going to teach her how kill criminals. That was the worst idea I've heard all day.

"No way in hell. How old are you again, six? You're too young." I told her, sitting up straight and moving my torso side to side to crack my back. Which to my pleasure, Yoshi winched to.

"What are you talking about! I'm nine years old! My birthday was last month!" I blinked, confused. Light muttered another insult under his breath.

"...You're nine? I swear you were six..." Now it was my turn to try and remember something that I had forgotten. Let see, I met her when Kyoko was in her first year of high school....Kyoko went to college for only four years and left Japan right after she graduated. Yoshi was a baby or a toddler when I met her so...oh. I smacked myself for being an idiot.

"You missed like, four of my birthdays. How could you think I was six!?" She exclaimed, laughing loudly in my face. I sighed, age didn't matter though. She was too young to be killing people, and even if she was older then nine I would still say no. That kid would blow it, I knew she would

"It's still a no." I said, making sure my answer sounded stern enough. I ignored her pout and turned the television on, handing Yoshi the remote. She squealed with joy before changing it to a kids channel. I turned away, now looking at Light, who looked just as annoyed. The same thing was probably going through out heads too; How do we get rid of Yoshi? Killing her would be easy, but suspicious. Besides, even is she is annoying, I couldn't just kill her for my own stupid mistakes. I was searching for a way for her to be useful, but nothing came up. Having her also kill could be useful but...it just seemed really risky. Even if she was supposedly a child prodigy. That kid was just too hyper, no way could I trust her.

I was biting my lip, softly now. Light also looked to be deep in thought. I glared before turning back to my own thoughts. Come on now! I'm quite the genius too! Sure, not as smart as Light there but...I'm tenth in my class at To-Oh! I nearly banged my head against the wall, I kept on coming to the same conclusion and it was really bothering me. My fingers drummed on the coffee table viciously, there had to be another way. I grunted,frustrated with the situation. Why can't these things be so much easier?

I looked over to Yoshi, who was watching an anime that I have never seen. I watched her for a second before looking back to Light. I yawned, tired from the lack of sleep.

"Yoshi." I called her name, now being serious. She muted the television, looking towards me. I paused for a moment, thinking over my decision. "I'll teach you how to kill people but-"

"YOU BETTER!" She screamed, jumping up from her seat. She punched her first in the air, feeling victorious. I slammed my face into the table, Ultio laughed and Light shook his head. This was going to be a horribly long day, wasn't it? Someone save me, please.

---

Things were not going well for Near at all. If you wanted to be positive about his current situation, you could say it could be much worse. For example, him not having any leads what-so-ever or the apocalypse. If you wanted to be negative, like he was currently being, Kira could be hunting down his name at this very moment and is in the lead to win. While he has only a short list of fifteen suspects. Not to mention that he only had small handful of hunches. Although,something was telling him that they needed to re-think the list.

The number of criminals dieing had almost doubled. Kira was killing all day it seemed, but that wasn't even the worst of it. The day-time murders tended to lean on the cruel and unusual side. He searched through the reports on his laptop one more time. But that certainly wouldn't be the last. Death by rabies, impaling oneself bu falling onto a tree, suicide by drowning oneself in chicken soup and the list went on and on.

A second Kira, could be a possibility. But what if that's what Kira wanted him to think? Last time he checked, Death Notes weren't very common and seldom appeared on Earth. The fact a new Death Note came to the Earth only one year after Light's reign as Kira was very unlikely. Yet it seemed to has happened despite that. Could it possibly be Ryuk again, bored out of his skull? It seemed somewhat logical, but wouldn't he want a longer break after trailing Light for so many years?

Near decided to open up a few more browsers, searching for more evidence. Did L have the same trouble as he was having when he started the Kira case? He must have, seeing as L had no knowledge of the Death Note. Onto other matters, the suspects. One suspect was a young man, in his second year of college. He shared many similarities with Light. He was top of his class in To-Oh, had a father in the Japanese Police, a model student, and many other qualities. But unlike Light, he was extremely friendly and was spending time with family,friends or other peers when not studying. But, the chance that he was Kira was around three to five percent, making him one of the most likely to be Kira. This did not make him any more reassured.

Another suspect was another young man, a senior in high school. He wasn't quite top in his class, but instead tied with another student for the title. He had two connections to the police, his elder brother and father being in the association. He wasn't as social as the other boy though, and only kept a few close friends. The chance of him being kira was also, three to five percent. Like the other one, this didn't make him feel very fulfilled.

Of course, the list had many other people on it, but there were a few more that particular interested him, other then the two who were most likely to be Kira. A girl, who was in her first year of college and tenth in her class at To-Oh. From what he gathered, she didn't have many 'friends' but did spend time out of class with peers. She also worked a toy store, which he recognized to be the one that he had sent Matsuda a number of days ago. He had also gathered a lot of information about her from Matsuda. She had an older sister, which used to attend To-Oh the same time Light had, who now lived in America. Matsuda also said she had a boyfriend, a couple years or more older then herself. There was more, but most of it was insignificant. Near would have to say she had a four to six percent chance of her being Kira. Matsuda said he believed that she wasn't Kira, but couldn't be for sure. Near was also doubting his own answer, but decided to keep it as it is for the time being.

Near decided it was best to ignore the fact he sounded like a stalker. He analyzed each suspect a few more times, eventually narrowing it down to ten suspects. He felt like he was stuck, doing the same things to find out which ones would be most likely Kira,but couldn't really come up with something different. Of course, one day he'll face the number one suspect,but at the moment he still has ten. He felt somewhat frustrated, one reason being how Kira wasn't giving him many leads. But he couldn't expect them to do so. Near sighed heavily, showing that he was becoming impatient, something he rarely ever did. Maybe it was time to plant camera's and bugs where each suspect lived? That sounded like a good idea, but he would only go through the trouble of doing the top three suspects. He dialed the phone quickly, they should get started. If things went smoothly, he should be coming face-to-face with Kira in a week. Maybe even less.

---

"I can't believe that little girl is able to kill criminals so well..." Light trailed of, coming back from keeping an eye on Yoshi. It was almost Saturday evening now, yay for the weekends. But beside the fact it was Saturday, I'd hate to agree with him, but Yoshi did do a great job at eliminating masses of criminals.

"I suppose she's better then you, since she didn't leave a piece of evidence." I chose to ignore his comment, seeing as he would win the argument anyways. Sure I used to be careless, but now I don't leave any evidence either! If he wasn't already dead I would so be planning on killing him in his sleep. By my own hands to, not by weird shinigami magic! I sighed, it was Saturday, and I suppose I should be happy. But I wasn't. Ji was taking me to some fancy-ass restaurant tonight, which meant I needed to dress 'nice'. I rested my head on the table, hoping the place at least would have amazing food. I hated dressing up, it felt weird.

Hanging on the bathroom door was a simple black dress. It should go down to just over my knee's. The dress didn't have any sleeves, and there was a ribbon tied around the waist. On the floor was matching black heels and I groaned, being reminded that I would have to wear them. I glanced over to the clock, four thirty in the afternoon and Ji was picking me up at six thirty. I had exactly two hour's, what should I do? I honestly didn't feel like killing anyone at the moment. I finished all my puzzles. I felt too frustrated to build a card house. All my books and manga we're already read many times and television was the last thing on my mind.

I grabbed my dark purple jacket, zipping it over my black T-Shirt. When I stood on my feet I pulled it over my dark skinny jeans and walked to the door. My left hand shoved my house key into a pocket while my right one helped with putting on black sneakers. I peeked outside, there was a bit of snow on the ground, so I pulled my hood over my head. My ears were always the ones to turn into ice cubes first.

"Where are you going?" Light asked, watching me with little interest.

"No idea, just going for a walk. You can come if you want to." I told him, walking out of the door, making sure to lock it behind me.

Light nodded to himself, turning to Ultio. The shinigami was quite lazy, always watching television and rarely even left the apartment. He was practically nothing like Ryuk. The only thing he could find smiler between the two was their sense of humor.

"Hey, Light. Why are you always such an ass to the girl?" The shinigami asked, muting the television. Ultio didn't really care about how Light treated Masuyo, he was just curious.

"She's the kind of person who does better if people doubt, nag or do better then her. If I praised her she might do worse, I'm not sure but I'd rather not chance it." Light told him, before hurrying to catch up with her. He wouldn't let her have the chance to screw something up either.

I sighed, the streets were not that crowded now, but it still had a good amount of people walking back and forth. I ran a hand through my hair, brushing out white snow flakes. I had nearly two hours, minus thirty minutes to get ready, so one hour and a half. I scanned the shops, looking for one that would hold my interest for more then five seconds. My eyes took a hold of a video game shop and I groaned in frustration before glaring with resentment. I had no money for those amazing games, they we're too expensive. Maybe I could stop by a bookstore and read some manga? I nodded to myself, looking at Light who finally caught up to me.

Sadly, my trip to the bookstore wasn't as easy as I planned.A large crowd running towards someplace unknown to me swooped me to some other street I hardly recognized. Then, once I found my way back, some woman had me watch her kid while she went in to some store to buy adult toys. Seriously? Then the kid started crying because he wanted a ringo-ame(1), so I eventually bought him one. It took some restraint on my part not to buy one myself, they looked so good. But I was going to dinner later after all. Then some pedophile started looking at the kid. Which I decided to just ignore. When the mom came out she jumped to wild conclusions and hit me in the head for trying to sell her kid as a sex slave. Which was followed up by some random guy's doughnut being slammed into my face.

After washing said doughnut off of my face, I finally arrived at the book store. By now I only had about forty minutes left before I had to head home. At least I killed some time.I walked to the section near the back where they kept all the manga. I scanned through the titles, and decided to pick up the first volume of Doubt. A girl from class requested it, so it couldn't hurt to read it. Judging by the cover, which had six people on it with weird looking rabbit masks on their heads, it was right up my ally. I took a few steps away from the shelves so no one would knock me over while I was reading. Although when I started reading I was only half-paying attention to the story, lost in my own thoughts. Light was probably paying more attention to the manga then myself, seeing as he was reading over my shoulder. Something has been bothering me lately, and that was N, or should I call him L? I wondered what kind of person he, or she, is. Do the really deserve to die? It didn't sound like they actually committed a crime, maybe there was a way to avoid their death? I doubted it.

"A-ah! Masuyo-san!" I blinked, looking up at Matsuda, silently wondering if he was stalking me or not. I sure hoped not, that would be creepy. If he was, half of me hoped it was under L's orders. The other half decided it would be equally as creepy.

"Hi Touta-san, what going on?" I asked, moving Doubt to my side while holding my place with my index finger. He walked over, standing beside me with his trademark; a sheepish smile on his face.

"Nothing really, you look stressed. Whats wrong?" Inwardly, I rolled my eyes.

"Just school work." I told him, brushing the question aside. "You?" He shrugged, saying something positive. I was only half listing again, my mind elsewhere. Matsuda wasn't a bad person either. Would there be a way to step around his death? Or would I have to kill him to protect myself? Our conversation was simple, really. It went from our day, to ringo-ame and then to Doubt. Matsuda said he had read about a year ago. Not that I cared to much though.

"I think I know who the wolf's going to be, but I can't be sure." I told him, pointing to the character that I suspected. He nodded in response.

"Do you like those kinds of stories?" He asked, which to I nodded.

"You bet, it's fun to try and find out who it the criminal. I've been becoming better at to it seems." I laughed a false laugh. I was nearly always right at those stories, but I didn't want to look to suspicious. I'm sure L it trying to learn everything he can about me and other suspects. I looked over to the clock, and held back a relived smile.

"I have to head home now, I've got plans later and need to get ready." I said, waving goodbye. I purchased Doubt with the small amount of money I had on me and left the store. The streets were emptier now, now that it was nearing dinner time. I felt alone, despite Light floating beside me, talking about something I wasn't hearing. Maybe I was thinking too much. I should just do what was obvious. They where in my way, so I should get rid of them. I shouldn't care if they we're good people of bad. It was so simple. Why couldn't I being myself to better terms with it? I pinched my nose, breathing in deeply three times. I didn't want to get a headache, I didn't need that.

"You're right, don't worry so much. It'll make you sick." I looked over to Light, surprised by his statement.

"What, can you read minds now?" I asked, thinking about how horrible that would be. I wouldn't have any privacy, at all. That and he would totally use it to his advantage. He chuckled, muttering on how I was just being easy to read. I sighed. "Since when do you care for my well being?" My face twisted into a smirk. "But I guess I can't complain. Since you act like a total asshole most of the time anyways." I laughed, while he just rolled my eyes.

"Lets just go home." He breathed, shaking his head.

A smile formed on my face. "Sure." Home sounded good about now.

Then I remembered I still had to go to the fancy restaurant. Darn, I really hated heels.


(1) An apple on a stick dipped into liquid candy that hardens as it cools until it resembles lollipop candy; kind of like a caramel apple except with lollipop candy-coating.

I wanted to update earlier, but I was actually busy for change. As for Doubt, I read it recently and actually predicted who was the wolf correctly. I usually don't guess right, or end up completely changing my answer.

Thanks to Damarikomu, Kavyle, -temari-gaara- and GhostMajor for reviewing and of course anyone who favorited and subscribed.

If there was anything wrong with this chapter, sorry. I re-read, edited and revised it at two in the morning.