Whoa...

("You have hate mail!" Rhamiel dangles a letter in front of Sensei's face. "It's a fact now. The readers like me more than they like you!"

"Give me that!" Sensei jerks the letter away and begins to read. "Oh... Hmm... Ouch... OOH!! BURN! That was brutal! ... My mother was not the iceburg that sunk the titanic!!"

"See, Sensei. Everyone loves angels." Sticks out his tongue, playfully.

"Let's settle this. RIGHT NOW!" Sensei jumps into battle stance.

"What are we going to do this time? Wrestle? Extreme dirt biking? Skate on top of a skyscraper? Sky dive and see who hits the ground first? I'm ready for ANYTHING!" Rhamiel jumps into his battle stance.

"How about the usual?"

Rhamiel nods.

"Ready... 1... 2... 3..."

"Rock, paper, scissors!")

"Knock, knock, guess who?!"

The boy looked up from his stack of sugar cubes, toward the closed door behind him.

"Come in." He ordered still distracted by his sugar cubes.

The door opened and the girl stood there, barely recognizable beneath her thick sunglasses and practiced disguise.

"Sabi? Is that you?" The boy turned away from his tower, eyes wide.

"Yep! How do you like the trenchcoat? It's a classic disguise for detectives." She hid her face deep into the hood.

"It suffices the profile of a disguise, I suppose." The boy agreed. "Are you allowed to be here?"

"No. So, whatcha doing?" She stood next to him, transfixed by his sugar sculpture.

"I'm making a realistic model of Whammy's using cubes of sugar. Can you believe that little grains of pure sweetness can be compacted into these tiny boxes? It's the most amazing thing I've ever seen..." He marveled at the white particles of sugar.

"You're obsessed with sweets, you know that?" The girl teased and plucked a sugar cube from the model, leaving a gaping hole where a window of Whammy's should have been.

"They are one of my many obsessions, I'll admit." He replaced the cube. "Why are you here, Sabi? Shouldn't you be with Mello? Or are you here to discuss his progress? He's an excellent student, even if very young and gullible. He does tend to talk about you quite often though..."

"Do I need a reason to visit my best friend? What happened to the good old days when we could see eachother whenever we wanted? Don't answer that question, it was rhetorical."

"If you weren't here for a reason, then why are you hiding your hand behind your back? Did you bring me something, Sabi?"

The girl clutched her package tighter in her hand. He hadn't even turned his head, yet he still guessed so easily...

"Fine. You win." She tossed the bright box next to his stock of sugarcubes. "I had my grandfather import them from America. They're Alaskan divinity chocolates. Mello wanted them, but I got them for you."

The boy opened the box and stared at its contents in wonder.

"What's the occasion?" He asked, still stunned.

"The occasion? L, it's Valentines day!"

(L's POV) Present day

I looked at the date on the calendar. Valentines day was yesterday. It had come and gone. And it was the first time in eighteen years that Sabishi didn't come and visit me with presents and affection.

I felt a pang in my chest. Something I wasn't accustomed to. I looked down at my box of mints. They were assorted in colors of green, pink, white, and even little yellow ones. My favorite kind of breath freshening candies. But for some reason, I didn't feel like eating.

I was about to ask Watari to hunt down Sabishi for me, but I never got the chance. Just as I turned my head to look at him...

The second Kira made a first strike.

Days passed. Casualties and sacrifices were made. But this was all very important to me. The second Kira could kill without a name. Not only that, but it seemed that the second kira was desperately trying to gain the attention of the first Kira. This was extremely helpful.

I was already planning on asking Light Yagami into the task force. Now was the perfect time. Especially if he was Kira, which I believed was the case.

The entire task force seemed completely wrapped up in everything that had happened so far. It seemed nearly impossible to fall into the mindset that occupied them all. Fear and anticipation. I needed to keep a clear head. But for some reason, this feat seemed more difficult than I had remembered. Perhaps it was because Sabishi's absence had already made me emotionally unstable. Perhaps that was why I was beginning to lose focus.

It was extremely frustrating.

"Ryuzaki! Chief!" Matsuda suddenly burst through the doors, his eyes wide in either horror or confusion. Maybe a mixture of both.

"What is it, Matsuda?" Yagami asked, taking the words right out of my mouth.

"It's... A woman!" He gasped. "And she's really scary!" He gasped.

I felt my eyebrow twitch.

"Matsuda..." Several people sighed all at once.

"No! You don't understand! She's looking for Ryuzaki and she's mad. Really mad! She's following me, too! I thought she might be the second Kira for a minute. I got pretty scared."

My mind automatically sharpened. Could it possibly be the second Kira? Truly? Searching for me in order to kill me like the people at the broadcasting station?

We all watched the door, not able to do much more considering the circumstances.

As if on cue, the door flung open, powerful enough that the wall cracked where the handle hit it. Everyone tensed...

I slouched back in my seat, relief suddenly flowing through me.

"Th...That's her!" Matsuda hid behind Chief Yagami.

Sabishi's arms were folded over her chest, her face was twisted in an angry snarl, barely distracting from her beauty. Her back was arched, angrily. She tapped her fingers up and down her arm, as she always had when she was angry, ever since she was a child. As soon as she saw me, she pointed her finger straight at me...

"You! Ryuzaki!" She snapped, harshly. "You missed your dentist appointment that I scheduled!"

I laughed, softly. She was back to normal.

"I missed you too." I said, not meeting her eyes.

"Look, just because I'm not around to watch out for you nonstop, doesn't mean you can just neglect your physical necessities like that! Do you want your teeth to fall out?! I've been working on the Kira case, and you've been going to waste up here!" She lectured.

"Happy Belated Valentines day Sabi. I had Watari get us some Strawberry cake yesterday. It's in the refridgerator."

The task force members stared at us in absolute astonishment.

"What do I need to do to get you to do as your told?" She walked to the fridge, retrieved the cake and sat it down in front of me. "Honestly..." She scolded.

"You could start by not dissapearing for so long." I offered, ignoring the fact that everyone else was ignoring their duties. "Oh, that's right. Matsuda, this is Sabishi. She's the one with the trenchcoat and briefcase that I warned you about. Now, the reasons should be obvious."

She glared at me.

"Sabishi is... A girl? A cute girl?" Matsuda gaped, stunned.

Sabishi waved at Matsuda and blew him a kiss, to confirm it.

"Whoa..."

("This is pointless! We both use the same sign every single time! I say scissors, you say scissors. We think too alike for this game!" Rhamiel sighs.

"You're right... Hey look around! This empty white room is filled with colorful story chapters now. It's like a rainbow of creative writing!"

"No... More like a collage. But it's still missing a few pieces. I wonder... What will Light do when he finds out who Sabi really is?"

"You're doing it again!"

"Doing what?"

"Talking like those annoying narrators in anime who ask rhetorically obvious questions and say 'Next time on...' It's really annoying!"

"Don't be jealous."

"Jealous of what?!"

"Of these awesome wings..." Rhamiel twirls like a ballerina. "You're just mad because I'm an angel and I have more fans and you're a human and you have hate mail! But that's okay! I still love you, Sensei!"

"That's it Rhammi, I'm buying one of those 'at home' drug test things. I swear you're on something. Friggin hippy angel...")