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ohmygod[sun] - anyone else get that joke? no? darnnnnnn
IM ALIVE!!!!!!!! yaaaaay? :D
haha. ugh; so since im just a lazy dumba$$ i decided to screw going with the actual story of what happened in the original anime.
spice it up a little. (mostly because im too lazy to watch all the episodes over and over again.)
and note: the song 보고싶다 : 김범수 (is it bom? beom? bum? i dont know, leave a review.) for those of you that know that song it will make sense. soo youtube that shit yo. "bogoshipda" lovely song. and to me it looks a little weird seeing it in romanization, anyone that know korean agree? yes? no? ..alright..
is this chapter short? I'm sorry. i just kind of wanted to update it. :D
but since im as sick as a.. dog(?) ill have another chapter up tomorrow... so i say. ill try to keep mypromises^^

Weeee. Misa is too.. enthusiastic. It bothered me, of course, that was only one of the many reasons why I, loathe Misa Amane. Though of course, I would never tell her such. And she was much too blunt and ignorant to catch my obvious actions toward her that pretty much shouted out the saying, "I don't like you." Never did, never will Amane. I yawned and made my way over to the couch. I hadn't had any sleep for what seemed like forever and a day already, and though L seems to survive somehow in the midst of all this chaos and no sleep-

I can't.

I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier. Ah, no. I can't fall asleep they need me down at the Kira case. Oh what the hell, all they're doing is sitting around and watching stupid videos of people like creepy perverts. I sighed loudly. This is for L, I thought to myself. For L, for justice, for the world, and whatever else is important in this universe.

Not much really happened around the headquarters for the next few days. I went back to playing piano with L by my side and for obvious reasons Light was there to, but I was beginning to enjoy his company. Ryuzaki called me up to Misa's room. I entered reluctantly standing by the door way. Misa gave me a pouty look as I gave her the ever so popular what-the-hell-do-you-want-bitch-look. "NAMIKO!!" She screeched. Yeah, because your so happy to see me. I thought to myself with sarcasm. Ryuuzaki turned his head around "Ah, Namiko, nice of you to joined us." Light just nodded at me. Misa was pretty much clawing at me for a hug.

"Light." I said to him sharply.

"Hm?"

"Control your girlfriend."

He held back his laughter. I walked out of the room slowly, smirking. It's the moments like these that make my life worthwhile.

I reached down stairs and made a beeline to the walls of my own room. I lay down on the piano bench with my legs hanging off so it could touch the floor. I stared at the ceiling for a while. My eyes began to grow heavy. And everything became dark.

A knock came at my door. I got up from my bed. My bed? How did I end up here? I swear I fell asleep on the piano chair. But whatever, it didn't really matter. "NAMIKO!" What was up with everyone yelling out my name? It was a terrified Matsuda. "Matsuda... What's wrong?" He was out of breath. "It's.... Ryu... Ryu... L!" I felt my eyes widen. "What happened?" I nearly shouted at him. He swallowed hard and started out of my room motioning for me to follow. Chaos was happening all around. What was going on? Was L okay? "RYUUZAKI!!" I jumped. I ran into the main room and found Ryuuzaki lying on the floor. I gasped. I felt a tear running from my eye. I ran over to him "Ryuuzaki... Ryuuzaki!... RYUUZAKI!!" I yelled at him. I clenched my teeth together. My body was shaking. "Ryuuzaki."

"Namiko wake up!" I gasped, what just happened? L was by my side resting one hand on my shoulder. "L." I said with relief. I brought one hand up to his face and gazed into his eyes. He smiled at me, and brought on of his slender hands up to my face wiping a tear. "What were you dreaming about?" He asked as he stroked my hair. I swallowed hard. I noticed Light wasn't attached to him, but that was the least of my worries right now. I buried my head into his chest. It wasn't anything important really.

Lies.

We sat there for quite a while and I turned to face the piano. I thought for a while. It was all a dream. Thank the Lord. Then a thought came into my head, if they say a dream is a wish your heart makes when your fast asleep... Then why in the world did I dream of that? I shut my eyes at the thought, that doesn't matter, it was just a nightmare. But it felt so real.

I removed my hand from it's place that it was resting on Ryuuzaki's chest and placed it softly on the piano playing a single note, high A. The first note to the song Bogoshipda which roughly translates to I miss you from Korean to English. If I wasn't mistaken it was a song composed and sung by Kim Bum Soo, an OST from the korean drama "Stairway to Heaven". I turned my body so that I faced the piano and began to play one of my most favorite romantic yet so tragic lovely song on the piano. L sung out while I played. "Bogoshipda. Bogoshipda. Iron, naega miwochil mankum. Midkoshipda, orun kirirago norul wihyae tto nayaman handago~" He really did have such a lovely voice. When I heard him sing it was like... Heaven. He suddenly stopped singing, but I continued to play on. "Namiko, when you play piano... Hearing you is like... Heaven." he said emotionlessly. Sometimes I wonder if L can read minds, or if he's just THAT good.

Eventually I stopped playing piano in the later hours of the night. L nodded at me with no other words, but that's just him. A nod from Ryuuzaki can just mean nothing to almost everything. I nodded back to him and saw him off to go and handle the pressures and stress from Kira as our little greatest world's detective does every night. He's one crazy guy. But he's my crazy guy. This doesn't even sound like something I myself, M. Would say, or even dare to think. But whatever. The thoughts of Kira just might having the power to kill the people that you love the most at any seconds does a number to someone's mind. Kira makes you really feel emotions and they sometimes get the better of you. It's... Complicated. But, nonetheless it sure kept a sense of adventure in my life... Right? Who am I kidding? This is why I'm never optimistic about things, it just puts me in an awkward situation of questioning myself as I stand alone in the dark depths of my bedroom gazing up at the stars as I do every night if L leaves my side.

Stars are wonderful little things. The help me to concentrate, and stars are a little like your true friends and the people you love. Always with you, even though you may not be able to see them and what not. I walked closer to the glass window looking over the busy streets of Japan. Small step by step... And there's something stuck to my foot. I sigh and slowly reach down to pick it up. A picture. The one picture I treasure. I guess it fell off my piano. I stuck it on the window, right next to the stars.