Hello, everyone! It's been awhile, hasn't it? Sorry for the set back and late update—I actually was in the hospital for two weeks in April (during my birthday, might I add) due to some… I just have some issues that had yet to be sorted. Working on it though! So I ended up flunking out all of my classes but one and I've just been trying to work and get in the swing of living and such. I am officially back though, and hopefully better than before! I have also been busy with other projects, writing and nonwriting. I've opened up an Etsy account where I will be selling handmade croqueted dolls from my stories (oh, those who author followed or alerted me, you're about to be spammed. In the good way!). They are not currently there as I am still in the process of making my version of Sakura along with L and Light. But it will be up soon. And I am also moving next week! Out to Utah, so.. yeah. That's my little rant. Hope you enjoy!

[untitled: the letter l]

I woke the next morning groggy with pines and needles shooting up my arm. I tugged on it a little, but the weight did not move from my arm. If anything, it got tighter. Rolling my eyes to see what, or rather whom, had latched on to me, I suppressed a sigh as Sayu let out a huff of content. It was a cute, but I didn't appreciate how my arm felt.

Using a little more force than before, I pulled my arm from her and shook my hair as I stood from the futon and gathered my suitcase. The young girl had excitedly dragged me to her room when she learned that I was staying the night, taking an instant liking for me. She had quickly set out a futon next to her bed, which was covered in an assortment of stuffed animals, and had tried to stay up late, chatting away. I'd feigned sleep very quickly and knew the exact moment she had slid down from her bed and joined me.

She was so innocent. There was no way she knew anything about Light's… hobbies.

Like dragging pink haired girls to his home and throwing himself at them?

I rolled my eyes at Inner as I found the shared bathroom and quickly locked myself in. There were no sounds of anyone stirring—wait, there was some sounds coming from the kitchen, Light's mother most likely preparing her children's sack lunches and breakfasts.

I had enough time to sneak in a shower.

Hot water cascaded down my back and when I closed my eyes, it was just like I was home again. I willed the water to wash away this world. I would open my eyes and be back home, showering after a long mission, Naruto, Sai, and Kakashi waiting for me in my livingroom. We would go out for food and drinks. I would get wasted and hit on Sai, who would pass me off to Naruto—he would be in charge of making sure I got into my bed, visitor free.

I couldn't stop the tears that fell as I cracked open my eyes to see the odd coconut scented shampoo and rubber duckie.

Definitely not home.

It took forever to wash my hair—this much hair was a pain. But if Neji could deal, so could I.

Neji's hair doesn't magically grow back when you cut it. He, at least, has a choice.

I rolled my eyes. Pfft, he would kill me if he knew my hair became like his overnight.

I turned off the water and dried myself off with a fluffy white towel as I chuckled, opened the scroll holding my belongings.

Oh, by the way, you were about for about twelve hours, remember?

My eyes narrowed as I rolled out the scroll, seeing more items listed then I had before being dumped in this world.

What did you do?

I was bored!Her whine seemed to echo around my head.

Inner…

Okay, so I might have gone on a bit of a shopping spree when we arrived. But I had a good reason! We stuck out like a sore thumb!

I gritted my teeth a bit. The scroll seemed to roll out farther and farther, so many things crammed into it and no end in sight.

Using what money, Inner?

I may have accidently picked up money somewhere. She sounded completely unapologetic, like she knew she was not to blame for her shopping spree, like it was my fault that I was out cold for so long.

I took a deep breath and sighed, finding a suitable article of clothing labeled 'pink dress'. It was long sleeved and cut off at the knee. I found some white shorts, just in case I needed to run or jump, and knee high boots, which had a matching silver vest and necklace that Inner begged me to put on. I found a wad of leftover cash and shoved it in my bra, then proceeded to line my clothing with the only thing that would make me feel safe: my weapons.

Kunai in each boot and a weapon pouch under my dress, I was careful not to stick myself. After wrapping wire around my wrist like a bracelet, I glared at my reflection.

Everything was perfect except this hair. It got everywhere and I was not pretty when I shed. I found a hair tie in a drawer (probably Sayu's) and tied back my hair similarly to Neji's.

I can do this. Stuffing the scroll back into Ray's suitcase and holding my boots in the other hand, I opened the bathroom door to Light.

.

He stared me down like a puzzle he wished desperately to understand as he reached out to touch me. I, of course, was in no mood to be touched, so I easily ducked under his arm and walked toward the stairs, intent on leaving and having some alone time to sort my thoughts.

But, it seemed, that Light was not to be deterred today. He caught my wrist and pulled me back, pushing me against the wall, one arm around my waist, the other fisted in my now messed up hair.

Strike one.

"Haruka-san, you don't have to be in a hurry to leave. I don't know who you are or where you came from, but I do know that you have nowhere to go. That you are lost. Stay here and I can help you."

I stared up at him blankly as Inner gushed.

He sounded so sweet!

I might have agreed with her…if I hadn't seen his eyes flash. I was learning to read him and I knew those eyes did that when he had an ulterior motive. Or he was about to use some to his own advantage.

He wanted to use me.

Strike two.

"Let me help you, Haruka-chan."

Strike three.

I went to move, to knee him in the groin, when his lips landed on my jaw and Inner shut me down.

He's kissing me!

Inner had never been so aggressive as she took over quickly, using all the strength she had to force one arm to grasp his shirt.

But that was all the encouragement Light needed as she pushed me harder against the wall and his lips travelled lower, leaving open mouthed kisses in his wake.

I fought with Inner for dominance as she spasmed with excitement, all the while sing-chanting, "I'm going to get laid!" repeatedly.

Light's lips reached my collarbone and Inner fainted from the excitement.

Control was finally mine as Light rose his head up as if to capture my lips, but a well placed knee cut him off.

He slumped to the ground with a squeak of pain and I carefully stepped over his form as Ryuk (who had been watching from Light's bedroom door) chuckled at his expense. "Told you," he growled out.

I made from the front door with speed that I'd been suppressing and quickly pulled on my boots as the front door opened slowly.

"I'm ba—"

The older looking man, probably Light's father, stared at me in shock and everything just…clicked.

Light's father was a detective. What were the possibilities that his father was investigating the Kira case? It seemed more than likely than not, after all, why else would Ray have been following Light?

That puzzle piece slid into place as I realized why Light's father would stare at me like that.

A pink haired girl helping a fallen, foreign agent…there must have been cameras… Someone like me would be extremely hard to forget.

I was screwed.

I heard Light pad down the stairs, stopping short when he realized his father and I were stuck in a staring contest.

"Tou-san," he said after clearing his throat and getting his father's attention. He blinked at me like he'd been in his own world and pulled his powerful gaze off me. "This is Haruka-san, from my class. She got into a fight with her mother so she stayed the night here."

The older man nodded to himself a bit and I gave his a bow. "Sorry for intruding. I was just leaving."

Yagami-san nodded slowly, then jerked as if realizing something. "Ah, Haruka-san, you are free to stay here a little longer if you need to."

I smiled kindly. What, so you can inform others of my location? No, thanks.

"I appreciate the offer," I said softly. "But I'm sure my mother is worried. Excuse me."

I easily moved around him to the door and shut it behind me.

I had to get out of here.

.

For the first time since I arrived in this messed up world, I took to the rooftops. I never realized how much I missed traveling like a shinobi. Or how fast it was. But I wasn't able to bask in it, I had to get as far away from the Yagami's as humanly possible.

Once I was certain I'd not been followed, I found a nice little alley to investigate Ray's briefcase.

Inside were three folders and a smooth metallic rectangular box. It was puzzling. I remember Ray getting it out on the train, how it opened. I carefully pushed the lid open to a smooth screen and a lot of buttons with odd symbols on them.

I slammed the device closed as if I'd been burned. I had no idea what it did, and Ray had wanted me to have it, but it felt… wrong. I set it back into the briefcase, deciding to analyze it later when I knew it wouldn't eat me.

Opening the folders, there were stacks of papers with pictures clipped to them, the strange symbols from the computer printed on them. One folder had pictures of the Yagami family—shots of when they weren't looking. The second had pictures of a different family I didn't recognize and the last had one symbol: a fancy 'L'.

I ground my teeth. It was all written in a different language, one I did not know. Smarts was always my forte, the one thing I've never been 'weak' at.

I slapped the pages down in disgust and rubbed my eyes warily. I took a deep breath and looked down at them in defeat.

Eye widening, I suddenly could make sense of the symbols!

The pages were schedules, what the suspected family members did, who they spoke to, even what people thought of them.

I read the Yagami report carefully, filing away the sudden knowledge of the unknown language for future inspection.

"Looks like a looker, boys," a voice drifted to me.

I tensed, quickly packing all of my things away, all the while cursing this world and everyone's almost nonexistent chakra signatures.

"Zumei, stand watch. Takashi, you're with me."

At first, I thought he had said 'Kakashi' and my head snapped up, alerting the men that I knew they were there.

Idiot.

I stood, dusting myself off and pushing my bag behind me.

"Hey, babe," called the 'leader' of their little raping squad. "I'm Kei. How 'bout we go have some fun?"

I gave my best fake smile.

Play dumb. I wanna see their shocked faces when we pound them into the ground.

"Oh? I'm new to town. Maybe you could show me around?"

Kei grinned and Takashi smirked. They thought they were soo cool. "Why look around when there's so much here!"

I raised a brow, restraining myself. "What, the trash cans?"

It was Takashi who spoke next. "I shouldn't tell you this, but since you're so cute… Kei is Kira."

"You're Kira?" I asked, my eyes growing round as Kei soaked up my 'awe'.

"In the flesh," he replied, a conceited smile upon his face.

The awe dropped off my face. "Do you pick up all the chicks with that stupid line? Kira has better things to be doing that trying to pick up girls by throwing around a name. Do you really expect me to believe that?"

Kei glared. "How dare you—"

The sound of their friend, the lookout, falling to the ground cut his sentence off and my fist from slugging him.

"Are you quite alright, Haruka-san?" an old man asked, standing at a black car, a black rectangle in his hands, wires attached to the unlucky lookout, Zumei.

"What the hell—"

Already at my limit for idiots, my leg shot out, kicking Kei in the jaw. He plummeted to the ground, out cold. I then grinned evilly at Takashi. "Run along, little idiot. Dangerous people lurk in alleys."

He scrambled away, screaming as he went. I pushed my hair behind me before addressing the old man.

"Thank you, sir. But I had everything under control."

In response, the old man reached into the unconscious Zumei's jacket, pulling out a black barreled weapon.

"Is this under control?"

My eyes grew wide as I recognized the weapon. I'd only read about the weapon, something that gave untrained civilians power over high ranking shinobi. It was banned in the Elemental Nations. Apparently not here.

"If you would follow me, Miss, there is someone who would very much like to meet you."

Dammit. They found me.

.

Being old can apparently be deceitful. The sweet old man wouldn't take me anywhere horrible, right? Then explain why I was patted down (most of my weapons gone), my briefcase taken from me, and now handcuffed to a table. Not to say I couldn't get out if I wanted to. I needed to sit tight. These were the good guys. I could hand over Ray's things and be on my way to figure out how to get out of here.

The screen before me came alive, a large and fancy 'L' on it, just like on Ray's folder.

"Good afternoon, Haruka-san." The voice that came from the screen was low and did not sound human.

My brows scrunched up. "Wow. How did you make your voice sound like that? Are you sick?"

"No."
I leaned back in my chair. "Okay, sure."

"It is a program to make my voice unrecognizable."

Technology here, I find, is extremely advanced.

"I am L."

I shrugged. "I figured."

There was a pause before he—I'm sure it's a he—continued. "Harunka-san, you go to school with Yagami Light, correct?"

"That's the story," I replied evasively. Yagami definitely called.

"You admit it is a story and not fact?"

I rolled my eyes upward, bored. "Yes."

"Haruka-san, I have used every means to learn who you are and found nothing."

I was not at all entertained by his roundabout way of asking questions.

"You will find, L-san, you get better results if you just ask what you wish to know," I grumbled.

I'm hungry again.

Yes, I realized.

"Very well. Are you Kira?"

I glared at the monitor. I can assume they know I helped Ray, therefore, why would I kill him only to save him? Sounds like a waste of time.

"Do I look like Kira to you? You know I saved Ray Penbar—why the hell would I try to kill him, only to save him?!"

I huffed. This high and mighty 'L' Naomi spoke of was being kicked off the pedestal. The idiot didn't belong there.

Closing my eyes, I focused on the very low chakra near me. Typically, I couldn't feel civilian chakra, but when several of them are gathered in a room it is much easier. My best bet was this 'L' was on the other side of the wall to my right.

Oh, what I'd give for the Byakugan.

"But you've seen Kira, haven't you, Haruka-san? He was on the train."

I froze. So maybe he did deserve that pedestal. "L-san, this is not my battle and I do not wish to interfere," I muttered.

You know you're already involved, right? The minute you saved Ray, you interfered.

"As people die around you, how can you say it is not your battle?"

W.W.N.D., Sakura?

What? W.W.N.D.?

What would Naruto do?

I ground my teeth. If I ever found my way home, Naruto would be so disappointed in me if I didn't help.

"Alright," I sighed. "I'll help you."

And then I sat up straight. "In exchange for your help, L-san." I didn't give him a chance to respond. "You're going to help me find Konoha."

Again, sorry for the long wait! Thank you all my lovely reviewers! You guys really get me through the day. I'll try to update again before Tuesday (day I'm moving). Love you all! Thank you for supporting me:)

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