Oh, my god. What have I done?

I closed my eyes, wiping sweat off of my brow as I hid in the alley. I clutched a small, cloth bag to my chest, the tapes from Sakura TV clinking softly inside. My heart beat heavily inside my chest, pulsing fear throughout my body. Mind racing wildly, I leaned against the brick wall.

I can't believe I just did that…If the police catch up with me…no, if Kira learns my name…

I pushed my fear away. No. I can't obsess about that right now; I have to figure out what I'm going to do!

Let's see…Option Number One…I could just give the tapes to L at college…

I laughed softly at myself. No way. I can't just waltz up to Ryuga and say, "Hey, L! Did you want these? 'Cause I kind of stole them for you…" That'll go over real smooth. Not.

Okay. Option Number Two…I could follow one of the task force members to their headquarters, and then leave the tapes on the doorstep…No, I might get caught…Plus, there would be DNA evidence.

I sighed, ducking out of the alley and meandering along the sidewalk.

What I need is someone I can give these to, who I know won't turn me in or blame me for what happened. Someone who is working with L…

I stopped walking, looking up at the tall building looming over me. An idea slowly wormed its way into my mind.

Well…it's worth a shot…

Inside the hospital, I quickly made my way to room 207, legs quivering.

Calm down! I told myself. You can't afford to back out now.

I reached out my fist, knocking on the door. Inside, I heard someone stand up, walking over to the door. It swung open, revealing Mrs. Yagami. The worried expression on her face melted as she recognized me.

"Mayu! What a surprise!"

"Hello, Mrs. Yagami," I bowed. "Is it all right if I talk to Mr. Yagami for a few minutes?"

"Why? Has something happened?" Her face filled with concern. "What's wrong, Mayu-chan?"

"Please…I just need to talk to him, if that's okay…"

"Of course. I'll leave you two alone." Mrs. Yagami ushered me inside, closing the door behind her as she left.

Mr. Yagami looked up from his hospital bed, worry lines etched in his face.

"Mayu?" He motioned for me to sit, turning off the TV in the process. I did so, unable to keep my hands from shaking.

"Mr. Yagami…I'm so sorry…"

"What is it?"

"I- It's Ukita…" I trailed off as Mr. Yagami nodded sadly.

"Yes. I saw on the television. Damn Kira…Did you know him?"

"Not really…but…I was there when…when he…" My throat closed; I coughed.

"When he died?" Mr. Yagami leaned forward as I nodded. "Mayu, I'm sorry that you had to see that."

I shook my head, forcing myself to go on. "Ukita was doing something for the police when he was there, wasn't he?"

Mr. Yagami nodded. "Yeah."

"He was shouting about stopping a broadcast…on Sakura TV…do you know what it was?"

"Yes. It was Kira- he wants the police force to stop fighting him."

"Oh…" The full impact of what I had done suddenly hit me. Oh, great…I'm dead. I am literally dead.

"I…uh…" I took a deep breath. "I have the tapes."

Mr. Yagami's face went blank. "What?"

"I…When Ukita died, I…I didn't want his death to be in vain, so…I…went into Sakura TV and I got the tapes for the broadcast…here," I plopped the bag onto Mr. Yagami's hospital bed, closing my eyes.

"I know what I did was wrong…and, that Kira might probably kill me if he finds out who I am…just, don't arrest me, please…even though that's your job, but… you're not technically on duty now…" I rambled. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I looked up to see Mr. Yagami staring directly at me.

"Mayu, I am not going to arrest you. In fact, I want to thank you."

I hiccupped slightly. "Th-thank me?"

"Yes. You did a great service, tonight. In fact, I was going to do exactly the same thing, before they broadcasted the fact that the tapes had been stolen."

"You were? But…you just had a heart attack! You're in no shape to-"

"Not even a heart attack can keep me from my work."

I smiled. "My foster dad's the same way."

"Mayu, why did you come to me, instead of going home and giving these to your father?" Mr. Yagami rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"Well, I knew that you were Ukita's co-worker…I thought that it was possible that you might be working on the same case…plus, my foster dad isn't really working on the Kira case; he's leaving it up to L."

"I see…" Mr. Yagami trailed off.

"Are…are you going to tell anyone?"

Mr. Yagami thought for a few moments.

"If anyone asks, I'll just say something like, 'the thief was working for me.' I won't mention you by name."

Relief flooded through me. "Thank you, Mr. Yagami."

"Of course." Mr. Yagami yawned.

"I…I should probably let you get some sleep," I sighed, standing up.

"Yes…Mayu, did anyone see your face while you were…getting the tapes?"

"No. I had my scarf wrapped around my mouth the whole time."

Mr. Yagami smiled. "In that case, I don't think you have to worry about Kira. He needs both a name and a face to kill, you know."

My mouth twitched, relief taking hold slowly. "Yeah. Thank you, Mr. Yagami."

Mr. Yagami nodded as I slipped out the door, exchanging places with Mrs. Yagami.

Well, then…I thought to myself, stepping out of the hospital. That was certainly…interesting, to say the least. My fear, though still present, was fading fast, being replaced by relief. I sighed, walking rhythmically along the sidewalk.

Heading towards home, I looked up at the moon, an odd feeling in my gut.

Ukita…he didn't live to see this moon rise…I'm lucky that I'm not in the same position…

Author's Note: Yes! The chapter is up! :D Once again, I am truly sorry. I had state testing in school this week, and, for some reason, the teachers assign a LOT of homework when this happens…if there was a book called, "How to Understand Your Teachers," I would buy it in an instant. Anyways…don't forget to Review!