A/N: As some of you may have noticed, I changed the story title from 'Nozomi Yagami's Wondrous Life of Doom' to 'Nozomi Yagami's Wonderful Life of Doom'. I just figured 'wondrous' didn't have as much of a ring to it as 'wonderful'.

Aside from that…enjoy the chapter!!!

Just so you know, L and Nozomi will get drunk in the next chapter. ^_^

Nozomi Yagami's Wonderful Life of Doom

Chapter 11

Nozomi and L Get Closer

Third day of confinement and I was already pissed off.

"DAMMIT, RYUZAKI! LET ME WATCH MY FLIPPING SUZUMIYA HARUHI!!" I screamed. "I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WITH THE S.O.S. BRIGADE! AWWW, AT LEAST LET ME WORK ON MY SCREEENPLAY! COME ON…"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Nozomi," Ryuzaki said. "If I did, you might see a broadcast of a criminal. It would be most unfortunate if he were to die just then."

"Oh yeah, speaking of that," I said, "have any more criminals been announced?"

"Yes, very many. But no one's been killed."

"Really? No one?" I sighed. "Well, ain't that a bitch?"

FIFTH DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"Gah! I'm going crazy! I need an apple so damn badly…"

I glared at Ryuk, who was complaining non-stop. I had been listening to it for five days now. I was trying my hardest to think of happy stuff like duckies, but Ryuk's voice just went on and on and on and on…

SEVENTH DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"COME ON, MAN! YOU'VE GOTTA LET ME WATCH SUZUMIYA HARUHI, YOU JUST GOTTA!" I begged Ryuzaki. "At least let me watch it from the internet! I'll go insane without my Suzumiya! KYON! DON'T GIVE INTO MIKURU'S SEXINESS! BE FAITHFUL TO HARUHI, YOU BASTARD!"

Yeah. I was beginning to snap.

"Nozomi, you've been here for a week already and I'm sure it can't be easy. Are you alright?"

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK!?!"

"I'll take that as a yes…"

I sighed, trying to calm down. I figured it was about time. "I probably look really bad in here, what with my false pride. I guess I'll have to…get rid of it!"

Ryuk looked at me. That was the code only he knew. He hesitated before saying "got it. Bye, Nozomi. Next time we meet, I'm going to kick your ass with Kirby on Super Smash Bros. Melee, got it?" he disappeared.

And suddenly, it was all gone.

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What the hell was I doing here? I wasn't Kira! How did such an idiotic idea get into my head!? I think I would have remembered killing countless people.

"Ryuzaki!" I yelled up to the camera. "This is stupid! I'm not Kira, I know I'm not!"

"If you recall, Nozomi, you were the one who wanted to be put in captivity," he said.

"Yeah, well I'm a girl! I want to do one thing one moment, and I'm against it the next! It's the way my brain works! Ryuzaki…I think I would have realized it if I were Kira."

"I'm afraid I can't let you out, Nozomi-chan," he said. "I will not let you out no matter what you say or do, that was the promise. And I do believe that anyone who is Kira would be conscious of it. The killings ceased the moment we put you in confinement."

"Listen to me, Ryuzaki!" I yelled. "There's no way I'm lying! I thought you trusted me! I thought we were friends! I'm not Kira!" And at the moment I was telling the truth. At least I thought it was the truth. Now, I didn't know anything about the Death Note, about Ryuk, about shinigami, nothing. "Please, Ryuzaki-kun! Hurry up and let me out! I'm not Kira! Look me strait in the eye, I SWEAR I'm not Kira! I wouldn't lie to you, I like you too much to do that! Please, just let me out!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Nozomi."

I drooped my head. "Dammit, how did it turn out like this?"

FIFTEENTH DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"At least untie my hands! Alone time is useless now!"

"Alone…time?"

I grimaced. "Not that kind of alone time! I draw the faces of the S.O.S. Brigade on my fingers when I'm lonely. Yeah, I'm that depressed."

"…"

"Nozomi-chan…"

"What?"

"No criminals have been killed since you were put in confinement," Ryuzaki said. "Just admit that you're Kira already."

"I already told you, you're wrong!" I cried. "I'm not Kira, never was Kira, and I'm never going to be Kira! I'm not surprised that you think I'm Kira because of the way this investigation is going, but I'm telling you, I. AM. NOT. KIRA!"

"I'm sorry…Nozomi-chan."

THIRTIETH DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"Ryu…zaki…" I murmured. "Is Miso okay?"

"Yes. He's fine, Nozomi," Ryuzaki said.

"I want to talk to him," I said. "I want to see him."

I heard L quietly talking to someone for a moment. "Alright. I suppose that's okay. Watari will bring in a monitor. You'll be able to hear and see Miso, and he'll hear you."

As L had said, Watari came in and put in a tiny monitor in front of me. He flipped a switch and I saw Miso. He was tied up to an upright backboard. He was tied and chained up, a band covering his eyes.

If I was a boy, I would have totally gone tingly.

"Miso…" I said quietly into the speaker Watari held.

His head perked up. "N-Nozomi-chan? Are you there? DAMN YOU!!" he cried. I thought me meant me, but it became apparent he was talking to L. Or who he thought was "his stalker". "Why the hell would you involve my girlfriend in this!? Nozomi, are you okay?!"

"Yes, I'm okay, Miso," I whispered, trying to sound as loving and comforting as I could. "Don't be scared, okay? This'll be over soon."

"R-Really?" he said, tears streaming out from under the eye mask they made him wear. He lowered his head. "Nozomi, I need you…"

I started to cry as well. I couldn't help it. All I wanted was to comfort Miso, to hold him, to tell him it would all be alright. "Miso," I said. "When we get out of here, we're going on the best date ever, okay, love?"

"Really, Nozomi-chan?"

"Yeah."

"Okay…" Miso sniffled. "I…I love you, Nozomi-chan."

"Ohh…" I cooed. "Miso, I…" I smiled. "If my hands were free, I'd pretend to hug you."

That got a tiny smile out of him. I assumed it was his first smile in a month. "You're awesome, Nozomi-chan."

FIFTHIETH DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"Nozomi. Are you feeling alright?"

I glared up at the camera. "I…I guess…" Dammit! I had already missed seven new episodes of Suzumiya Haruhi! Now I would never know what's going on! Nagato could be pregnant for all I know! Mikuru might have had a sex change! Koizumi could have died! That's it…I had to get out of there and I had to get out now!

"Ryuzaki…" I mumbled. "I know not a single criminal has been killed since I've been put in confinement…but that's probably because Kira knows the situation I'm in-"

"No, Nozomi. Criminals have stopped dying because you're Kira."

"How the hell can you even say that!?!" I yelled, my eyes swelling with tears. That was only the second time I had cried the entire time I had been imprisoned.

"I'm…sorry, Nozomi-chan."

It could have been my mind playing tricks on me, but I could have sworn I heard a bit of hurt in his voice.

FIFTHY THIRID DAY OF CONFINEMENT

"Nozomi-chan, please get up. We will be letting you out."

I snapped my head up to look at the camera as if it were Ryuzaki himself. "What? So I'm cleared?"

"More or less. I'm having Aizawa take you to an abandoned parking lot. You will meet your father and Miso there," he continued.

"…"

"Does it have to be Aizawa?"

"Be happy you're getting out at all."

"Oh…okay."

They let me out of the cell soon after. It felt good to get out of there. Just as Ryuzaki had said, Aizawa took to me an abandoned parking lot building and we awaited my father's arrival.

Suddenly, a car drove up.

"Nozomi-chan!" Miso cried, rushing forward to hug me.

"Miso-kun!" I gasped, hugging him too. I didn't have feelings for him, but it still felt good to hug someone. Ryuzaki wouldn't let me so much as touch Matsuda, there way no way in hell I was hugging Aizawa, and…I was too embarrassed to hug Ryuzaki-kun.

"Dad! What's this all about?" I asked him.

"That's your dad?" Miso gasped. "Aww, crap! I just called your dad old and a crazy gay stalker man! Uh, sorry about that, Mr. Yagami! I'm Amane Miso, Nozomi's boyfriend!"

My dad opened up the back door or another car. "Let's go. Get in," he said.

Miso and I exchanged glances before obeying him and getting in the backseat of the car. We drove on for a while, not really talking very much. Until I finally said "I was starting to think I would never get out of there. It feels good to be cleared."

"I'm afraid not."

I looked up at my dad. "What?"

"You two are being taken…to your execution."

And Miso and I started yelling.

"What?"

"Are you [CENCOR] kidding!?"

"What the hell are you talking about!?"

"I wanted to be the one to show you to your death," dad said, not looking at either of us, not even in the rearview mirror. "L knows you're Kira, Nozomi, and Amane Miso is the second Kira. He figured the only way to prevent the murders was to kill the both of you."

"He…he was lying…" I mumbled, more shocked with the fact that Ryuzaki wanted me killed rather than the fact he was having my own father do it.

"L was trying to get a confession out of you, Nozomi. He would have said anything. He figured the killings would stop as long as the two of you are executed."

"But that's crazy!" I yelled. "I know Ryuzaki! He would never jump to conclusions like that! Besides, we're friends! Or, at least, he's my friend…"

"What the hell kind of a father are you!?" Miso finally said. "This is your own daughter you're talking about!"

"This was L's decision, not mine," dad said.

"No…No, you're lying!" I cried. "Even if Ryuzaki decided to kill me, he would never let my own father do it. He's not cruel like that."

"Think what you want, Nozomi," my father said. "But L wants you dead, and that's all that matters. He's never been wrong before. And if the killings don't stop after you two die…he will be executed as well."

I felt my eyes grow wide. "What? He…he said that?" I hesitated. "No! No matter what happens, please don't kill Ryuzaki! Under no circumstances, please!" My eyes swelled up with tears. "Dad, I am begging you, do NOT kill Ryuzaki. Please…" I stared at the floor. "He means a lot to me now. I'd rather rot in the fire pits of hell then let you kill him. Just….don't."

"Alright. We're almost there."

"DAMMIT!" I screamed. "Fine. Kill me, I don't give a damn. Just please, PLEASE tell Ryuzaki that…I love him."

WOAH! SHOCKER!

Okay, yeah. I didn't really say that. I just wanted to freak you little bastards out is all. XD. But, seriously, here's what happened…

"Alright. We're almost there."

"DAMMIT!" I screamed. "Well, at least don't kill Ryuzaki-kun! If he died, I would never be able to live with myself."

"Actually, you wouldn't be living at all…"

"Shut up, Miso!"

Dad drove the car under a bridge and stopped there. The car was quiet for a few minutes before he said "this is good. There's no one around to see us. Listen to me. Nozomi…I'm going to kill you and then myself."

I gasped. "Wh-what!? Dad, just think about this! This is crazy! If we die here, the truth will never be revealed!" He pulled a gun from his pocket. "No, dad, please!"

"You will be executed either way," he said. "This way, I can do it myself." He held the gun to my forehead.

"No, dad, please stop it!"

"Don't do this! You'd kill your daughter like this!? You're no different than Kira, you sick bastard!"

"Amane," dad said to Miso. "I have no reason to kill you. The police will eventually find this car and execute you as well."

Miso's eyes were overflowing with tears, as were mine.

"Nozomi, my daughter…" dad glared at me. "From one murderer to another, I'll see you in hell!"

"NO! STOP IT!"

Dad pulled the trigger and…

Wait…

What the hell just happened? There was the boom, but I wasn't dead.

I slowly opened my eyes, the tears blurring my vision. The gun was still in my face, smoke coming out of it. "You…used a blank?"

Dad sighed in relief and sat back in his seat. "Thank god… I'm sorry I had to put you two through that. It was the only way to see if you were Kira or not. If Amane was the second Kira, he would have killed me instantly. And Nozomi…" He looked up at the rearview mirror. "Were you watching, Ryuzaki?"

"Yes."

"Oh my god, someone's in the mirror…"

"Shut up, Miso!"

"And as we discussed, Amane Miso will remain under surveillance. And like I said before, they are free to go now."

"Hell yeah!" Miso and I cried.

"Thanks, Ryuzaki-kun!" I said to the mirror. "But you're a real bastard for putting us through that! I'm SO kicking your ass next time I see you!"

"That won't be too hard," he said. "From now on, you will be with me 24/7, just as promised."

"…"

"Wait, what?"

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I tugged on the chain, feeling even more pissed off than before. "Uh, Ryuzaki, you do realize that I'm a girl, right?"

"You would not be pretty if you weren't."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, it isn't exactly normal for a girl to be handcuffed to a guy. It's a little weird, actually. Are you sure you're not doing this just to be a pervert?"

"Would you rather this or be in that cell again, Nozomi-chan?"

"…"

I sighed. This really sucked. I was going to have to be chained together with Ryuzaki until we found Kira. In other words, the rest of my life.

"So, what're Nozomi and I gonna do about dates?" Miso demanded.

"For dates, all three of us will go casually."

Miso stared at Ryuzaki like he had just maimed a baby seal. "No…way…IN HELL!" he cried. "So, what? You're telling us to kiss in front of you!?"

"I'm not telling you to do anything, Miso-san," Ryuzaki said. "But I will be observing."

"WHAT THE HELL!? YOU PERVERT!"

"Nozomi-chan, please make Miso be quiet…"

"Shut up, Miso!"

"Come on, Nozomi!" Miso said to me. "Don't you trust your lover?"

"No matter what the title is, Miso, you were the one who said it was love at first sight-"

"So, what? You just took advantage of me and kissed me because I said I liked you!?" he demanded, eyes swelling up with large tears. Honestly, I would think Miso was gay if he wasn't so faithful to me. "You bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!"

"About the love at first sight thing," Ryuzaki interrupted. "It was in Aoyama on the twenty second of May, right?"

"Yeah…"

"Why did you go to Aoyama that day?"

"I don't know, because I wanted to!" he shrugged.

"So when you came back, you knew you're love-at-first-sight Nozomi's name, right?"

"…"

"Yeah," Miso said.

"You don't even know how you knew her name?" Ryuzaki asked.

"Yeah, that's right!" Miso snapped, getting up in Ryuzaki's face. I was secretly hoping they would start wrestling before sharing a gay kiss, but I was never that lucky.

"Then if Nozomi-chan was Kira, how would you feel?"

"If Nozomi-chan was Kira?" Miso turned to look at me. He suddenly ran over and started hugging my arm. I suddenly realized he was at least a foot taller than me. "Well, if Nozomi-chan was Kira, that would be the best! I've always been grateful to Kira for killing the man who murdered my parents, so that'd be sweet! If Nozomi-chan was Kira, I'd just love her more and more! But I feel like I love her so much, I can't love her anymore!"

"We're talking about Kira," Ryuzaki said. "Aren't you afraid of loving Kira more?"

"Well, we're talking about Nozomi, and I couldn't even consider loving anything more than Nozomi!" Miso exclaimed. "Besides, I'm a Kira supporter. If I ever met Kira, I'd only want to help her!"

"But then it would be obvious you were the second Kira."

Miso shrugged. "Uh, I guess. But I'm not Kira!"

Ryuzaki sighed, obviously convinced that Miso was an even bigger idiot than he looked. "We will be keeping you under surveillance. When you go out, let us know through secure wire. We've paid them and told them that from now on. Home or work. And from now on, Matsuda will be your manager, known as 'Matsui.' He will be with you all the time."

I pouted. "No fair! Why can't Matsu be with me all the time? I never see him!"

"Because you're not famous, Nozomi-chan."

"Yeah, I knew that…"

"We have not told them he's an officer, so please don't give him away," Ryuzaki said to Miso.

"But I don't want him as my manager," Miso whined.

"Miso!" I smacked him upside the head. "Don't talk to Matsu that way!"

Matsuda looked shocked. "What? What problem do you have with me, Miso-Miso?"

And with that, Aizawa finally spoke up. Actually, he yelled. "Dates, friends, Miso-Miso, whatever! Cut it out! This is the Kira case! Take it seriously!"

"Screw you!" I snapped at Aizawa. "We are taking it seriously, you bastard! Don't you think after nearly two months of being locked up, Miso and I are taking it pretty damn seriously!?"

"…"

"S…sorry…" Aizawa said. He glared up at Miso. "Amane, to your own room!"

"What? But I wanna hang out with Nozomi more-"

"TO YOUR ROOM, DAMMIT!"

"But-"

"No buts!" Aizawa pushed a fighting Miso over to the door.

"No! I wanna be with my girlfriend!" Miso complained. "Damn you! No! Nozomi-chan! I love you! Goodni-" Aizawa slammed the door on him.

"…"

"Nozomi-chan," Ryuzaki mumbled. "Are you seriously in love with Miso?"

I grimaced. "Oh, hell no! Like I said before, he keeps pressing-"

"Then can you pretend like you seriously love him back?" Ryuzaki asked. "There's no doubt that he has something to do with the second Kira…and that he is madly in love with you."

"You're telling me to get close to him and investigate the second Kira?" I asked.

"Yes. And a very big reason of why we released you was so we could investigate the second Kira through him," he continued.

"Ryuzaki," I said. "No matter how much of a bitch I appear to be, I can't toy with his feelings when he obviously loves me so much. Try to understand, to crush someone's feelings…I can't really do that. I like Miso a lot, but not romantically. I'm just pervy for him. But, then again, I'm pervy for all guys."

This made the other men fall awkwardly silent.

"I understand," he said. "But it would help us incredibly if you were to ask him to keep this a secret."

"Okay," I said. "But could we stop with all this hotel-hopping?"

"Yes, I've also wanted to do that for a long time," he agreed. "As soon as I showed by face to you, I started building. It'll be done in a few days."

"What'll be done?"

Ryuzaki went over to his laptop and typed something in. "This is it."

"Damn!" I gasped. There was an incredibly tall, blue building.

"Twenty three stories, all for the Kira investigation," L said. It's hidden from the outside, but there are two helicopters on the top. We will be living out of here as much as possible. If we decided to increase our numbers, it would be about sixty. Miso-san shouldn't complain if we give him an entire floor."

"Ryuzaki, where are the funds for this coming from?" Matsuda asked.

"I want to solve this case at all costs," Ryuzaki said.

"I want to solve this no matter what, too, Ryuzaki-kun," I agreed.

"If you say no matter what, can't you get closer to Miso-san?"

"…"

"I guess."

"Excellent."

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"Okay, this is going to be a problem…"

Ryuzaki looked at me from the other side of the bed. "We have no other choice, Nozomi-chan."

I scowled. "This is really going to piss off Miso. You promise you won't rape me in my sleep?"

"Do I seem like that sort of person, Nozomi?"

"…"

"Fine."

I managed to fall asleep and slept peacefully through the night, dreams of yaoi and cake filling my head. When I woke up, I didn't open my eyes, wanting to fall asleep again. But then I realized my arms were wrapped around something warm. I didn't care what it was, but I loved it. I inhaled it's pleasing scent and snuggled closer.

"Um…Nozomi-chan?"

I slowly opened my eyes and gasped in horror. It was Ryuzaki I had been hugging, and he was staring at me like I was insane. I quickly backed away and accidently fell off the bed. "I-I'm sorry, Ryuzaki-kun!" I cried, blushing immensily. "I guess you were just so warm I thought I…I'm sorry."

He nodded and extended a hand. I realized it was to help me up. I took it and wobbily stood up. "It's quite alright, Nozomi-chan. You're father did tell me how you like to grab things in your sleep…"

"That jackass…"

So, no matter how much I tried not to, I ended up cuddling up to Ryuzaki every night after that. He said he was fine with it, but I always found a hint of blush on his cheeks when I would wake up.

Yeah. This whole "chained together thing" was working real well…

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A/N: This concludes yet another chapter of NYWLOD. Next time: Nozomi sneaks out…without L chained to her! (dramatic music plays). And L and Nozomi get drunk! Will L be a happy drunk or an angry drunk? Tune in next time to find out!

PS: I've decided not to hold the fanart contest unless someone decides to do it within a week. I now realize it was a stupid idea and a bit conceited to actually think someone would want to draw a picture of something in my story. I wasn't trying to be, but I suppose that's what others would probably think. I apologize. T_T