Sayu frowned a little at the note. She didn't know how it had got there or who had left it, but there it was sat upon her desk. It was a little unnerving to think that somebody could just enter and leave her room like this, but it had happened so often that she had become used to it. Thanks to these handy hints she had recognised the changes in her brother, his weight loss troubled her along with his sudden mood changes and his more often habit of lying to those he lived with. Sayu may not have been a genius, but she wasn't stupid. She knew that her brother had changed, coincidentally at the same time as a serial killer's appearance, but she didn't want to accept it. He was her brother, after all. She looked back at the note. It was on police paper and so she automatically felt trust within the one who wrote these notes; if they had access to the paper which her father had ordered to be printed then they couldn't have been all that bad. They must have been trusted if they could work with the police, she thought. Her hands drifted back to the paper within her hands. She remembered the first note that she had received.

"Tell no one of these notes, just know that you will aid the world, and that your contributions will be rewarded"

She had questioned it at first. She debated over telling her father but she barely saw him and didn't want to stress him out, he was under enough pressure already what with work. Her brother was her second choice but something had been a little off about him, like he was hiding something. She knew that her mother would fret and inform her father no matter how much Sayu would protest and so she let it be, following instructions from her secret messenger and telling no one. She thought back to the other notes.

"Remember remember the fifth of December, confrontation, murder and plots. Beneath the screen there are lies and deceit, but who has the trick up their sleeve; do you think?"

She had to search on the internet for that one. She eventually found the English rhyme and translated it. 'English – could that be a clue?' She thought. Once she witnessed the broadcast she came to a conclusion: these were from Kira, Rabbit or L; but which one? Eventually more notes began to flood through, sometimes two in a day. Soon, they began instructing her on what to do. She began to understand that whoever was instructing her had some way of knowing what Kira would so, since after this people were killed upon the hour each and every day.

"If the Light should go out just for a second, open the drawer and touch the page of death. Once you see the reaper cause no suspicion and ask brother about question 10. Do not let your brother know my dear for he may not hold truth, but if you see what he can see you'll save many others from doom."

Somehow she managed to do so and now she saw the creature. This had only heightened her suspicion but now she lied almost as much as her brother did. She took after Raito and so she could lie extremely convincingly, even if she did not hold the same academic standpoint as him. She was intelligent but her intelligence was hidden by her brothers might, which made her the perfect weapon which would go unnoticeable in the eyes of the two geniuses. They searched for blatant intelligence whilst she was veiled beneath her prodigy sibling.

The note that she had received most recently had unnerved her somewhat. Not only was it a huge invasion of her brother's privacy, but it also implied that her brother could be Kira. She had gone onto an online translator and found out that the notebook that she had touched was called a "Death Note". Could this be the murder weapon of Kira? If so, would that mean that Raito was... no, she couldn't think such a thing. It was wrong to think that her brother could ever be a murderer. Regardless, she read over the note one more time.

"Push the pin 4 times on the clock on his wrist, do so whilst he sleeps let him know not of this. Once you discover the paper write not a thing upon it, keep it within your purse and tell not a soul so he'll never win."

She looked in her wallet. The slip of paper was there, and she hoped that it would be safe. She had debated often about telling her father but she still hadn't yet. Somehow she knew that telling him wouldn't do any good; not yet anyway. She did intend to let him know but not quite yet.

She thought back to earlier that day. She felt like she was being followed but it was probably nothing. When her brother left the house she watched him leave. Since she was looking, she was the only one who saw the man in black tailing her brother. She decided that she would follow her brother for a few days, not only to keep an eye on him but also on their family stalker.

Once she returned she practiced once again. These notes seemed to be preparing her for anything. She searched on you tube for the walkthrough and practiced once again. It seemed so obscure that of all the martial arts that she could self – teach herself, Capoiera was the one that the notes told her to learn...

*LATER*

A date for her brother was suspicious. It wasn't all that hard for her to borrow his phone and find out where they were going. She called a few friends but only one, Kimi, could come. They were going to space land tomorrow. If he tried to change her mind or if he changed the place for the date, she would be sure that he was Kira. After that she didn't know what she'd do.

Author ~ Chan: I'm sorry that this took so long to update but end of school and stuff made me really busy. Now it is the summer holidays so I should be able to update way more often unless I get dragged out into the sun - IT BURNS!

Mello: What the hell you vampire.

Author ~ Chan: Shush leather – clad chocolate scented god!

Mello: *Smirks*

Author ~ Chan: Oh did I say that out loud! *Blushes*

Mello: Yes *Wink*

Author ~ Chan: *faints*

Mello: *Rolls eyes smugly*

Disclaimer: Apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

Author ~ Chan: ITS TOO LAAAAATE TO APOLLOGIIIIIIISE!

Disclaimer: Apologies for Author ~ Chan's weirdness.

Mello: *Da fuck face*

Author ~ Chan: *Slowly crumbles away to dust in a chilling wind*