Disclamer: Do not own DN.

Alrighty guys, sorry for the slowed updates, this part of the month has been absolute hell for me. I had my AP Euro test and permit test within the same week and the week after that, I got SO SICK. and then finals were kicking my ass. But now that summer is happening I should be updating weekly cause I actually have time. Enjoy! I put drama in this chapter for ya

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It took me one hour to realize that I didn't belong at To-Oh.

No really. I seriously did not belong here.

Everyone here ,and I mean everyone, knew things that I had no clue about (What the hell was Lewis Dot Diagram? And a tragic hero?). I was hopelessly lost the entire day. How the hell did I even get into this school?

Needless to say, by the end of the day, my self confidence had taken a beating. I felt so incredibly stupid compared to everyone else… I just wanted to go home and curl up.

But , of course, I had to wait for L, the bastard, where he had told me to wait for him.

I sat down on one of the many ledge around here and waited, counting the seconds. One one thousand… two one thousand… three one thousand…

600 three thousand later*, I was still waiting for L. Where the hell was this guy? I was losing patience- and fast. I was supposed to be on time, all the time but no. L could just take his sweet time. It was maddening. You know what? Screw him! Screw L! I could do whatever I wanted to, Kira suspect or not, and he wasn't going to stop me.

I was turning to leave when two girls ran up to me, "Excuse me, excuse me!" They called after me, "Are you Seraphine Johnson, by any chance?"

` "Yes," I responded, turning towards me, "What is it?"

"Well. . ." One of them began. She was the taller one with long black hair tied up into a high ponytail, "You might want to know that your cousin and your boyfriend are playing a really intense tennis match?"

I was confused for a second. Light and. . ., "Wait. I don't have a-" Then I remembered, "Oh. Ri-Ryuuga. That's right. My boyfriend, Ryuuga," I repeated to myself, "So. . . a tennis match? That's not that big of a-"

"If you were a real girlfriend, you would watching and cheering on Ryuuga," The other girl said. She was shorter and had glasses on. Her eyes pierced and glared up at me, which was kind of amusing. She hated me so much for such a ridiculous reason.

"Right. Well tennis isn't exactly my favorite-"

"It's not just tennis," A voice whispered into my ear- not the girls but… Layla! I almost opened my mouth to say something but remembered that I was in front of people. People that wouldn't understand, "Watch the match closely," And with that, she was gone. That was probably her sign- at least her and Diana were okay.

"I just didn't want to watch because well…" It was time to lie. Thank God that I had gotten better at it since this whole Kira thing began. I looked down, seemingly in despair, "Light is like a big brother to me, really. I love the both of them a lot and it just wouldn't feel right. But I guess I'll go,"

The tall girl lit up while the one that hated me just looked more depressed. I supposed that she was hoping that I would be an even worse girlfriend and go home.

They walked me over there, the entire time chattering about Light and L and how 'perfect' they were. Whenever the short one spoke, it was always about L and she always threw me the nastiest looks. It was pretty obvious after five minutes that she was into him. Poor girl- she could have him! I would prefer being lonely and single to having to deal with L 24/7.

But, girlfriend or not, the short girl's crush on L got annoying quickly. Especially when we were watching. I was trying to watch closely like Layla had said but with this constant chattering, I really couldn't. Plus, in general, it was rude. I was his girlfriend for sake of appearance but saying stuff like 'I really don't see what he sees in you', especially after my bad day, really did not do anything to soothe my frazzled nerves.

I learned how to tune four eyes (If she wanted to be nasty, I could be just as nasty back) out and got up to the fence that sectioned the court off. I really didn't see anything but them playing tennis. What was Layla talking about?

Just as the thought crossed my mind, Light hit a cross court shot that hit the fence right in front of my face. If the fence hadn't been there, I would have gotten a nasty bruise or something, which would have just been the cherry on top of a bad day.

L sprinted over and grabbed the ball, since it was his serve. As he was running, he locked eyes with me. His message was clear - Get out of here. Or at least, that's what I thought it meant.

He grabbed the ball and began turning back. And, honestly, I don't know what possessed me to do this but I called out his name, "Ryuuga!"

I could feel how the court paused and turned to watch the two of us, eager for drama or something. Four eye's burned glares into my back while Light threw me a questioning look.

I had no idea what I was doing. It felt like my limbs just had control of themselves in that moment. I grabbed a decorated, small flower clip that I had put in my hair and pulled it out, handing it to him, "Good luck,"

He took it and I watched as his face changed. Just for appearance, this was just for appearances… Right?, "Thank you, Seraphine," He headed back onto the court, slipping the clip into his pocket.

After that, I couldn't watch it anymore. It felt… It felt personal… Like something that I shouldn't, wasn't meant to see.

. . .

Once the tennis match was over, L headed back to the apartment, a dozen thoughts buzzing in his head.

This tennis match, with Light. . . It was more than just a tennis match. It was something else, something deeper - Proof. Proof that Light was Kira. The concentration, the strategies were more than just a simple tennis match. It was a prediction. Of what exactly, L wasn't quite sure yet, But if anything, it just solidified his claims that Light was Kira.

However, he was thrown out of his thoughts when he arrived at their apartment building and spotted a dismayed looking Seraphine sitting on the front porch, in one of the rocking chairs the landlady had set out.

He glanced around. It seemed like they were alone… But it would still be bad and unnatural to their act for him to just walk by without saying anything. And, even if he wouldn't admit it to himself, he didn't like how her face looked when she was sad- how her eyes turned down and cheeks puffed out.

The detective walked up the stairs and took a seat in the adjacent rocking chair, "It looks like you had a bad day," As he said the words, he remembered her flower clip in his front pocket and felt the weight of the gesture weighing him down, tying him to the chair.

"Understatement," She mumbled, "I just…" She shook her head, "I don't understand how I got into To-Oh,"

Ah. Now he saw what was wrong. He had gotten her into the school through a few… favors and it was catching up to her, "Is it grades that you're worried about?"

"No. I just don't understand anything. Grades, I can handle, it's just…" She shrugged, "How stupid I am compared to everyone else,"

Oh no. This was an emotional thing. Solving crimes, L could do, comforting people, he could not.

Reaching out and awkwardly patting her shoulder, he said, "Well, it's nothing that-" As the words left his lips, he heard a creek coming from nearby.

Quiet, quick, almost soundless. It would have been soundless to him if he had not been L. Based on the volume, it was a human. Probably a male. And he was watching them. It seemed like he had arrived recently, since L hadn't noticed or maybe he was just an expert at this. . . Or possibly hired to watch Ryuuga.

Was this Light's doing? No . . . Light wouldn't be so obvious. In fact, if Light wanted someone to watch him, he had Seraphine at his disposal. Light could manipulate anyone, and he was sure that Sera, who allegedly felt 'grateful' to Kira, would be quick to help bring down L. . .But Seraphine wasn't watching him, L would have noticed earlier.

"Give me your phone," He finished quickly, "Let me put in the number of someone that could help,"

She nodded, a little puzzled and handed it to him, "Here you go,"

L quickly opened her texts and typed in 'MAN NEARBY. WATCHING US. ACT NATURAL. FOLLOW MY LEAD' quickly before handing it back to her, "He's really great at it and I know he won't put any moves on you,"

He watched her face as she read it. Slight surprise and fear danced across her cheekbones but it was nothing too noticeable from a distance. She pasted on a coy smile and flipped her phone shut, "Worried that some other man will come and whisk me away?"

"Yes," He replied for show, "You're too pretty for your own good,"

He had to say, he quite enjoyed the flash of red on her cheeks, "Thanks, Ryuuga,"

"It's only the truth,"

"You are one smooth guy, has anyone ever told you that?"

"I've heard it once or twice," He said, standing up, "Now, let's get inside. It's getting cold out and it's not very enjoyable," He held his hand out for her.

She slipped her hand into his, her gentle fingers pressed against his rough, coarse ones, as he helped her up, "Right. Let's go,"

She went to tug her hand away but L kept it in his as he lead her up. Her hands were nice against his, "I like your hands. They feel nice," He said, honest, as he unlocked the door and lead them in. Once they were inside, he shut the door, taking a little more time than necessary to let go of her hand.

Once he was absolutely sure they were alone, he turned to face her, "Don't say anything," He whispered, "Go excuse yourself to make dinner,"

The woman in front of him threw him an exasperated glance (What he assumed was supposed to mean something along the lines of "Asshole") but after a blank glance from L sighed and made up some excuse to go make dinner.

Silently, L walked over to the front door and swung it open. Standing there, blanked faced and silent was Nurse Ren Suzuki.

It was just then that it finally hit L why exactly he had been so suspicious of Ren Suzuki.

Because he wasn't Ren Suzuki, and it had taken a moment of his face in a neutral state, sans his normal smile for L to finally get it.

He was David Esposito- one of Seraphine's former captors.

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*About an hour

I'm evil, so I'm leaving it off with this.

Don't worry, I already have some of the next chapter written out, so I won't be leaving you off on a cliffhanger for long.

I decided to have L figure out who he was faster, since I mean, he is L. It just took him a bit because he had never really gotten a good look at David's face.

Once again, so sorry for taking forever. Next chapter in 3-4 dayish?

Review please? :) I'll hug you if you do?