Kay stood over the two graves, flowers in her hand that she had simply bought on the way to the cemetery. While the two graves had different birth dates, they shared their death one. Kay got down on her knees, being careful to not damage the flowers, in the middle of the two.
"Hey Mom...hey Dad," she said, turning her head to the corresponding graves during her brief greeting.
With the sun setting behind her, it caused her shadow to appear as if it were side-by-side with the tombstones.
"I'm sorry that I've never visited before."
Reading the names over and over felt like a stab to the heart for Kay and tears began to form in her eyes.
"I remember one time when I ran into your bedroom, crying. I had had some silly nightmare. You guys had said that you would always be there for me."
Kay stopped, as if waiting for a response or at least confirmation that it happened.
"I hope that's still true."
The teen divides the flowers and places them on top of the still-disturbed dirt.
"If you've been able to watch me from above in Heaven, I'm sure you hate me. I know I do."
Shifting her weight to the dirt as she crosses her legs in front of her, her cheeks become stained with tears.
"I'm a horrible person doing horrible things. I-" she cuts herself off as she looks around, making sure that no one alive could hear what she would say next, "I kill people. I go against my morals and beliefs time and time again as I execute criminals...some of them weren't even bad people."
Her mind flashes to one of her nightly routines, counting how many names inside the Death Note were in her handwriting.
"Taku, those 12 FBI agents, Naomi Misora! And we don't take into account wrongful convictions! We just, kill, kill, kill!" she whispers, her voice cracking on the last word.
'Why couldn't that damn notebook have just been a prank?'
"I guess if I wanted to sleep slightly better at night, I could say that Light is making me do it. But he's not. He probably thinks that I have the exact same mindset as him."
Kay's hand moves from resting at her side to in her lap, almost but not touching her lower abdomen.
"Two psychopaths for parents...how unlucky your grandchild is."
A nearby tree rustles in the wind, and Kay suddenly feels as if her parents are, in fact, listening.
"Yeah, 7 months until I'm forever bound to Light Yagami. I should never have told him. I let my emotions betray me...and I had felt so alone since I found out I was pregnant. The idea of someone, even if it was Light, being there for me...I damned my kid to the life of Kira's son or daughter.
"I had planned to never tell him. Raise the child by myself without the deadly influences of its father. But I was weak...selfish, and I can't take it back now."
Her hand moves away to wipe off a few tears that had dared to leave her eyes as a lump forms in her throat.
"I hate myself. I hate the Death Note. I hate Ryuk! I hate-!"
But she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.
'I hate Light Yagami.'
"Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if L captured us. The killings would stop, Light and I would most likely be executed, and our baby would be able to grow up in a world without us," she whispers.
She is pulled from her thoughts when her phone goes off, shattering the barrier between her and her parents and the rest of the world.
'Doctor's appointment' the alarm read.
Kay stood up and brushed some dirt off of her leggings.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go."
She left the graveyard without allowing herself the luxury of looking back.
Warning: this next part goes into detail about the car crash that killed Kay's parents! Please do not read if such content may have negative effects with you. I, myself, have never been in a car accident, so I'm sorry if I incorrectly convey the effects or offend anyone who has or knows someone who has unfortunately gone through this kind of experience. I have no ill intentions and simply feel as if this part of the story needs to be told now.
Kay and her parents sang along to the radio as they drove down the road slick with rain. Thunderstorms had always frightened her, so her parents were trying their best to distract her on their way home.
"Did you have fun and Grandmama's sweetie?" her mother asked.
"Yeah! We worked on a puzzle and watched cartoons! She even made me chinsuko!"
"That sounds like a great time, kiddo!" her dad chimes in.
"Yeah, but I wish you and Mommy were there."
"We're sorry, Kaylen. We wish that we could've been with you, too."
"How much longer until we get home?" Kay asks, rubbing her eye as she yawns.
"About half an hour."
'That's too long!'
Unable to fight off slumber, she soon falls asleep, the skies staying dark as the storm moves on.
"Tsubaki, dear, look," her father whispers, gesturing to the backseat as he watched his daughter sleeping with a smile still on her face from the rear view mirror.
With both of them distracted, they didn't see the headlights shining from around the sharp corner. Suddenly, an 18-wheeler rounds the corner, obviously hydroplaning.
"Yukine! Look out!"
But it was too late. The two vehicles made a head-on collision and the world comes to a standstill. Kay slowly regains consciousness and looks around. All the windows are shattered with broken pieces of glass everywhere. A ringing sound doesn't fade as Kay struggles to lift her head up to look in front of her. Her parents seem to be sleeping on large pillows she didn't remember being in the car. Behind what used to be the windshield, she can see a large truck with a man sleeping on a similar-looking pillow. Suddenly, a blindingly painful headache washes over Kay and she falls unconscious once more.
When she wakes up again, her eyes have trouble focusing as she struggles to unclasp herself from her car seat. When she succeeds, she falls to the floor, her exposed skin meeting the shards of glass strewn about. With adrenaline dulling down the pain significantly, she brushes the glass off of her as if they were just food crumbs. As she climbs to her feet, a moan escaped her as the headache returns. She clutches the sides of her head in pain, almost falling over again.
"Mommy? Daddy? My head hurts!" she exclaims.
But her parents don't respond. Slowly, Kay raises her head to look at them. She slightly shakes her mother's shoulder as she calls out her name repeatedly.
"Wake up! Mom? Dad? Wake up!"
But they don't wake up. Suddenly, Kay notices what appears to be red paint on her parents. Except, this time, she knew it wasn't paint. It was blood. Kay screams and falls back, knocking her car seat over.
"Mom! Dad! Wake up!"
She opens the car door and gets out, almost falling over as she ran to the truck. She opens the driver's-side door and yanks on his arm.
"Mister! You need to help me! My parents are hurt!"
Rain begins pouring down once more as the storm comes back. Kay screams again as thunder sounds off and she begins whimpering.
"Mister! Please! I'm scared!"
With no response, she runs back to her car and opens her mother's door. She manages to reach around and unclasp the seatbelt. She pulls on her mother's arm and is able to see part of her face. Her eye was open with fear in it while the rest of her face looked peaceful. Kay shudders and backs away, her body beginning to tremble. Lightning flashes again and she's able to see the car clearly. She wished she had been looking away.
"Someone...help me?" she whimpered as her legs gave way.
She falls to the ground and is knocked unconscious when her head collides with the road.
Her body is in agony before she even opens her eyes. She can hear strangers frantically yelling at each other as a shadow passes over her. Slowly, she opens her eyes and a singular person comes into focus.
"She's awake! Yukio, call ahead to the hospital! We need to get this little girl into an O.R. as soon as we get there!"
Another woman leans in close and talks to Kay in a steadier voice.
"Can you hear me? Can you tell me your name?"
"Where...where are...my parents?" Kay croaks, feeling as if every muscle in her body was on fire.
"We're on our way to a hospital. Can you please tell me your name and how old you are?" the woman says, purposefully avoiding the question.
"My name? It's...Kaylen. Kaylen Suoh. I'm...3," she struggles to say.
"Alright. Kaylen? My name is Asuna. It's very nice to meet you!" the woman says, attempting to calm the obviously-frightened girl.