Okay I got a total of one review last chapter, one! Now I know its irritating when people do this but I want at least three reviews before I update again. It's got 16 alerts so it can't be that hard people! I don't care what's in the review it just lets me know you're reading it! Criticize me if you think it's not that good! (There is a difference between constructive criticism and flaming!) No reviews make me sad!


Oh and I do not own Inuyasha or death note! I think I'm going to start having Mirra do more crazy antics soon! XD otherwise we might forget how very young she is, I keep forgetting lolz oh and I'm sorry if I have trouble updating now, I'm writing another story called fluffy pigtails which I know is stupid, I should have finished this one first but, how often do you get an idea for a Misa/Sesshomaru pairing! XD

Ok I'm going to shut up now! Read the damned story! XD I loooove you all! …. Ok I'm gone!


Mirra was sent out of her next class room when she had 'randomly' as the teacher called it, thrown a pencil at another girls head from behind. The teacher was shocked after all the girl hadn't even looked at Mirra, and she never bothered to tell him why she did it.

Narelle was sitting along side her smiling, after all she knew why, the girls were all thinking of ways to get the new hot teachers attention. Mirra was getting frustrated, she often found those types of conversations irritating, and at that moment, she happened to be staring at her pencil.

Mirra didn't bother to write a letter on why she did it like he asked, she had seen many students be forced into that and him simply throw it away, so she didn't see the point. She pulled the book Narelle had lent her from her bag and started to read, it was slightly more interesting.

'Footsteps… hmmm people should be in class right now…doesn't sound very heavy, shouldn't be a teacher or a carer…maybe I should just look up and see who it is?' Mirra pulled her head from her book to see Stepan coming up the halls, a small yet obviously awkward box in his hands.

"Hey Mai? Why aren't you in class?" he said simply. Mirra smiled "apparently projectile writing devices are not appropriate for a place of learning, but then again, neither is gossip from a magazine in my opinion." He chuckled "you threw a pen at someone?" "Pencil" she corrected he rolled his eyes smiling.

"May I inquire as to why you are up and around also Stepan?" Mirra said quite formally, which was a way she teased him. He smiled and said "not much, thought you might want this though." He handed her the box he was holding. She frowned and peered inside the papers the box happened to be holding. "Its cult references?" she said in slight confusion. "Am I creating a cult? Well it would help financially." Stepan rolled his eyes "no I figured you're looking up on this whole Kira crap, well, people were worshiping him like a god, so I figured…cults! If he lasted long enough, probably would have gotten a church or something anyway." Mirra smiled "thank you Stepan, of all people I would have suspected you to be most likely to try and stop me, well after Narelle of coarse…. and every adult we know… I guess you're not so high up on the list then." Stepan soundlessly laughed and said "guess not, and besides, I'm not stupid enough to try and stop you doing something" he smiled warmly at her and she smiled back.

Suddenly more footsteps where heard, Mirra and Stepan turned to see Matt and one of the young carers walking down the halls laughing. Stepan raised one eyebrow while Mirra rolled her eyes 'that's the third one in an hour. Well Matt's stay might turn out to be quite drama filled.' Mirra thought to herself, she then turned to Stepan and said "Uncle Matt might cause I riot between the young women in the building, we may have an interesting show soon." Stepan shook his head in amusement and Mirra said "he has always been quite the ladies man, even if he is nearing his thirties." (Haven't done the math yet but that's about right.)

0o0o0o0o-away in Japan-0o0o0o0o0o

L ran through the hotel room him and his wife were staying at, he had gone as far as yelling for Kagome, with no answer he got worried and ran to find her.

L opened the bathroom door quickly, eyes wide in fear. They softened when he caught sight of her in the bathtub, eyes red and swollen, tears streaming down her cheeks, her hands lay open where her head had resided until he came bursting in. he walked calmly over to her, he sat quietly on the other side of the dry bath. She stared at him as calmly as possible as her bottom lip quivered, suddenly another wave of grief hit her and reached out for the man sitting in front of her.

L took her into his arms sweetly as she cried against his shoulder. He didn't bother asking why she was crying, he was fully aware, she always got like this if she was away from her children too long.

Once she had calmed down enough to breath normally she whimpered "this isn't fair, cant we do this from Wammy's or something?" L's hand trailed up and down her back to soothe her, she knew they needed to be in Japan, just as James and Mirra needed to be in England, she was just upset. She kept complaining for another half hour about the circumstances, L let her, it was her way of letting it out, 'ranting' as she called it, although it sometimes lead her to say very amusing comments.

Mirra and James got another phone call that night.


Poor Kagome, all sad, anyway I wouldn't be surprised if some of you got some idea's from the last chapter about what's going on but….oh well who cares I'm not elaborating! XD

Please review! Or Mirra will throw random objects from nearby her at your head!

Mirra- -stares at a chair-

Me- that might be painful! X0