Light knew that, no matter how much he accepted the dreams, it would still be hard to keep them off of his mind as he went about his everyday life. He had known that at times this would be distracting, but had hoped that he would be able to weather this and would not find it upsetting the way that he had countless times before. However, Light was unprepared for the feeling of curiosity that filled him each time he thought of everything that had happened the previous night. As he went about his day it was nearly impossible to turn his thoughts away from the appearance of the mysterious Second Kira. Come Creative Writing class, Light was grateful for the distraction. He was far from in the mood to listen to Ryuzaki's cynical comments without having something else to think about.

"Your writing has reverted back to it's usual lackluster state," Ryuzaki told him the moment he finished reading Light's prompt.

"And how did you reach this conclusion?" Light quickly thought better of this question and added: "Never mind, I don't really care."

"Exactly," Ryuzaki continued anyway. "When did you decided that your childish obsession with success excluded this class?"

That comment more than offended Light.

"You don't know me, what makes you think that I have an obsession with success?" Light left out the word 'childish,' although he felt it matched Ryuzaki more than it did himself.

"Your grades rival mine," Ryuzaki said simply. "You would have to be a perfectionist to achieve that."

"That means that you're also and perfectionist who has 'a childish obsession with success'," Light said.

"Yes, but at least I am consistent and not afraid to admit it."

That was when Light's annoyance became impossible to ignore. How on earth had he found this person tolerable? It was true Ryuzaki had laid off berating him for a few days, but why had Light thought that it meant he was going to be a nice person?

I hope Kira kills you, Light thought bitterly, then froze. He had just referred to the dream almost as if it was a reality and he wasn't freaking out. In fact, he felt great.

"Being a diligent is not the same as being neurotic," Light broke from his thoughts to say Ryuzaki.

"I never said it was," Ryuzaki defended. "But I would say that you are both of those things."

"And what does that make you?" Light inquired.

"The same, but, again, I am not ashamed to admit it."

To this Light could only roll his eyes.

"Do you even want my opinion on your work, or am I waisting my breath talking to you?" He asked, trying to turn the subject away from dysfunctions that Ryuzaki was convinced the two of them shared.

"Do you have any comments?"

"Not really," Light admitted.

"Then you are waisting your breath."

"Thank you for your honesty," Light said blandly.

They sat quietly for a moment. Light's mind wandered back into thoughts of his dream until Ryuzaki broke the quiet with a rather awkward question.

"Light, are we friends?"

"What?" Light couldn't help himself from blurting. How on earth was he supposed to respond to that question? Of course they weren't friends, but Light could tell that was not the answer that Ryuzaki was going for.

"I'm not very familiar with the guidelines for normal friendships, so I assumed that I have broken them more than once." Ryuzaki had an expression that Light found impossible to read.

"A few times, if you're counting all of the comments you've made about me."

"I see."

That was when the class ended, and Light did not miss his opportunity to get the hell out of there. Once he was safely in the hall he stopped himself from reflecting on what Ryuzaki had just asked him. He didn't know what Ryuzaki had meant, and didn't want to think about how rude he had just been if the question was actually being voiced sincerely.

At lunch Light did not sit with Ryuzaki.


There were times when Light marveled at how clever and accurate his subconscious could be, and there were times when Light could not believe the ideas that entered his not-awake mind. Misa Amane was the second Kira. Misa Amane.

Despite find her crush on him irritating, Light didn't think much of the girl. He was shocked to find that he could dream her up as a killer. He doubted that the Misa Amane he knew would hurt a fly, much less kill people on a level than not even Light had gone yet. Light supposed that his subconscious was determined to upset him in some way, and having failed to elicit more panic attacks it had gone for a different angle of shock. A completely different angle.

It was a Saturday, so Light was in charge of getting his own breakfast. As he trailed into the kitchen, his mind stayed fixed on the absurdity of Misa Amane being the second Kira. While Light was poor milk on his cereal, Sayu bounced into the room.

"Good morning," she greeted him happily.

"Morning," he replied in a voice that was a little more tired than he had intended it to be.

Sayu took the cereal that Light had left on the counter and poured herself a large amount.

"Sayu, do you remember Misa Amane?" Light asked before his tried mind could stop him.

"That girl who was in love with you?" She responded with a grin.

"I wouldn't say she was in love with me exactly-"

"But she was," Sayu cut him off. "What about her?"

"What did you think about her?"

"Oh my God! Do you actually like her back now?" It was hard to tell if Sayu was excited or disgusted.

"No," Light answered without missing a beat. "Not at all, I just saw her the other day and was thinking about her."

"Sure," Sayu drew out the word.

"I'm not interested in her," Light barked in his defense. "She's not my type."

"Do you even have a type?" Sayu made a face as she asked this.

"Maybe."

No.

"Never mind, forget I brought her up," Light picked up his bowl and walked out of the room.

That entire conversation had been a bad idea, but Light told himself not to worry about it. Sayu would probably take his advise and forget that he brought up Misa Amane within the next hour.


Sayu's Secret Find-Out-What-Is-Wrong-With-Light Spy Log

Day Three

I am glad to report that I have made some progress. A while ago I figured that whatever is eating at Light has to effect how he acts at school. I don't think that this means that his school friends know that something's wrong with him, but I'm sure that his behavior lately has been at least a little different. Now, I've known this for the past few days, but only today did I realize how to use it to my advantage.

At breakfast Light started talking about Misa Amane (a girl who was in love with him two years ago, and still is apparently). That was when the idea struct me. If anyone knows what's wrong with Light it'll be a girl who's so googly-eyes for him she used to follow him around!

I met Misa a couple times two years ago, and she gave me her number back then. Her reason had been incase I needed advise about boys and junior high (stuff that only a high school girl would know about), but I think she just wanted to impress Light by getting along with me. So, anyway, I called her and asked if she wanted to meet my at the mall today. That was when I got to the fun part of my plan: interrogation!

Of course, I couldn't let Misa know that I was interrogating her, so I had to pretend I actually wanted some girl talk while we shopped, but that was pretty fun to. Misa likes to gossip and Light doesn't normally talk about people at high-school unless I force him to, but high-school drama is soooo much more interesting than junior high drama.

After a while I thought that it was safe to bring up the subject of Light.

Me: I wish my brother talked to me about school like this, he's so boring sometimes. Do the two of you still hang out?

I couldn't directly ask if she had noticed anything suspicious, because I didn't want her or anyone else at Light's school to know that something was going on.

Misa: Oh, not that much recently. (Note: she looked pretty sad as she told me this.) But we have a few classes together.

Me: That's nice. I've always been jealous of how popular the two of you are.

Misa: Well, Misa has a few friends, but Light has tons! (Note: Misa, tends to talk in the third person, and I think she just said the thing about not having a lot of friends to sound modest.) Which is what makes it so weird that...

Misa tends to think out loud, and a statement like this was whatI was going for. I had to approach the subject carefully (but not super carefully, because I am his sister so she wouldn't be extremely cautious).

Me: What's weird?

Misa: Oh nothing really, it's just that for some reason your brother keeps hanging out with this weirdo- Not that Misa's insulting Light's taste, he can hang out with whoever he want's to!

Me: No, he has pretty bad taste.

This wasn't exactly true, but I needed Misa to feel like I was on her side so that she wouldn't change the subject.

Me: So who's the weirdo?

Misa: Just this guy in our grade who doesn't know how to sit or talk like a normal person.

Me: Maybe Light's spending time with him out of pity?

Misa: That's what I thought, but I'm getting worried that he might be stalking Light.

Me: Really?

Misa: Well he's pretty creepy. Plus asked me for Light's phone number to other day.

Me: Oh.

I think at this point Misa realized that this wasn't the best conversation to be having with Light's little sister.

Misa: But Misa doesn't think you should worry about it! Light's super smart, so he can take care of himself.

Me: You're right.

I let a beat of silence pass before asking the next question.

Me: What was the guy's name? Just so I'll know if Light talks about him at home.

Misa: Misa thinks it's Ryuzaki Lawliet.

We kept shopping for about an hour after that, but I didn't get anymore helpful information. I'm not sure how much of what Misa said I should take seriously. Ryuzaki Lawliet might be a stalker like she said or he might just be Light's friend. Either way, I need to get more information on this guy. Wow, I feel like a detective!

That's everything for today, I'll write more next lead I get!


Light was not guilty. Vexed? Sure. Embarrassed? Maybe. But he was certainly not guilty. It was clear to him that his awkward conversation about friendship was the reason that the Ryuzaki (or L) in his dream had told him that he was his first friend. Of course not long after that Light had made plans to kill L once and for all, but he wasn't going to let that fact bother him right now.

When Ryuzaki had asked him if they were friends, he hadn't responded completely in the negative. That is, he hadn't said no. Then again, in response to that question anything other than a yes would be considered a no. But what did he owe Ryuzaki? The guy was constantly insulting and acting superior to him. It may look like Light was the bad guy in the situation, but Ryuzaki had asked the question just as he finished calling Light an obsessive perfectionist.

Then again, Light was the one who chose to keep spending time with him when he really only needed to see him for one class. Truthfully, Light enjoyed talking to Ryuzaki when he wasn't insulting him. Sure he was a total oddball, but for some reason being around him had helped when Light was cracking under the pressure of his dreams. Come to think of it, the only reason that Light didn't consider them friends was probably because of how weird Ryuzaki was. How shallow did that make Light feel!

That day Light decided that he would be nice to Ryuzaki during class, to make himself feel better if nothing else. Unfortunately for Light, that day Kawaguchi had decided to fill the entire class period with an actual lesson, leaving Light with the feeling that he still refused to call guilt. Knowing the only way to resolve it and make some sort of friendly gesture to Ryuzaki would be to sit with him that day at lunch, Light resolved to do just that.

Ryuzaki was once again eating cake, and Light couldn't resist commenting on it.

"Do you make all of the pastries and cake that you eat yourself, or are your parents alright with you buying that much sugar?" Light made sure to keep his tone even so that Ryuzaki wouldn't rush to the conclusion that Light was judging him basted on his choice of food.

"Watari gave me permission a few years ago to buy as much sugar as I wanted after I made it clear how well I am able to academically perform with it in my system." Ryuzaki took another bite cake as if to strengthen his point.

"Who's Watari?" Light genuinely wanted to know. It was odd for even a teenager to refer to a parent by their first name.

"Watari is my nickname for the man who runs my foster home," Ryuzaki answered in a voice that was almost monotone. "You were incorrect in assuming that I have parents."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound like that," Light hated that he was babbling. Hearing that statement had surprised Light, sure he and Ryuzaki had never been close, but they had been classmates for years. How had Light not known that he was a foster kid? Was he really that ignorant to the people around him?

"Don't be," Ryuzaki said firmly, stopping Light from apologizing more.

Light noticed that Ryuzaki had a different mystery book with him once again.

"Do you try to solve them before the main characters do?" Light gestured to the book as he spoke.

"It's rare for me not to figure it out before the end of the story," Ryuzaki answered, honest if not a little arrogant.

"Are there any ones that were able to surprise you?"

The conversation went on like this for the rest of lunch. Light asked most of the questions, but Ryuzaki didn't hesitate to answer them fully. Had he not been sitting with his back to the rest of the lunchroom, the occasional stares that Light knew they were getting probably would have annoyed him. However, he was able to ignore everyone else as they talk.

At the end of lunch, Light couldn't help thinking to himself: Maybe we are friends.


Light Yagami

Creative Writing Homework

May 18th

Prompt: Write the scene about the first time someone other than your family of friends told you that they loved you.

I don't have much of a romantic history, but this has never bothered me before. The only time I ever had a girlfriend was in the eight-grade. Looking back I don't know why I asked her out in the first place. She was a pretty girl, but I wasn't attracted to her and I didn't even like her as a friend that much. For lack of a better reason, I will blame my interest in her on that fact that, at that age, everyone had a girlfriend and I didn't like being the only one who didn't. The norm hasn't changed much, but now I don't mind not fitting society's mold.

Anyway, this girl was the first person other than my family to tell me that she loved me. I didn't return these feelings, so I panicked and ended up dumped her right after she poured her heart out to me. Awful, huh? In my defense I was in the the eighth-grade and wasn't the best at realizing the consequences of my actions.

I hope that the next time someone says this to me I won't react as poorly, but, knowing me, it might be exactly the same. I've never been much of a romantic.


Ryuzaki L Lawliet

Creative Writing Prompt Nine

May 18th

Write the scene about the first time someone other than your family of friends told you that they loved you.

Although I'm not embarrassed to tell you that no one has ever said this to me, I will admit that this prompt is a little personal for my taste. Having said this, I do not want to just leave this assignment at that, for I am not the type of person to only write one sentence when the instructions were to write an entire scene.

If someone who was not a member of what I consider family or a friend were to tell me that they loved me I would want it to be someone who I loved as well. I supposed I would want the moment to be romantic, although I have no experience in that area at all. I think what I would most desire from this scenario would be for the person to mean what they said. Actually, when I consider everything, that is the only thing that I would want if this were to happen to me.


Author's Note: Thank you to Animelover5008, DBH, and MasqueradingChaos for reviewing!