Light hesitated outside of Misa's door, his fist raised in the air, unable to finish the knocking motion.

'I feel guilty; like I'm betraying Kay all over again. I promised that I would never hurt her again, and…'

His hand falls against the door, startling himself by the sound it made. A few seconds later, Misa pops her head out, not opening the door completely.

"Light?"

"Can I come in? It's really important."

"Where's Kay?" she asks, her tone bitter.

"Downstairs. Working."

Hesitantly, Misa steps back and allows him inside. Light forced himself to move his eyes up and down her body, noticing that she was wearing the same outfit as the day they met.

"What's up?" she asks casually, crossing her arms under her chest.

Light attempted to conceal how uncomfortable he was by running his hand through his hair.

"I need you, Misa, to-"

"Oh, Light! I knew it!" the model exclaimed, throwing herself into his arms.

Caught off guard, he catches her, his mind freezing up momentarily.

'I have to do this. I have to do this. I have to do this.'

Begrudgingly, he wraps his arms around her, pulling her closer to his face.

"Misa, I need you to do something for me."

"What is it?"

As Light explained the plan and her role in it, he was mentally preparing himself to lie through his teeth and manipulate her.

"...and after Kira is caught, we can leave here."

"We?"

"Yes…"

"What about Kay and your baby?"

'Kay, please know that I don't mean a word I'm about to say.'

"She manipulated me. My father would have killed me if I didn't marry her. He's very old-fashioned like that."

"Light…"

"You were right, Misa. I do have feelings for you."

'The words taste like bile as they come out of my mouth...I have to keep going.'

"What are you saying?"

"Once Kira is caught, Ryuga will be certain that you and I aren't. We'll be free from here. And then you and I can be together; as...boyfriend and...girlfriend."

Misa squealed and danced around the room, allowing Light to compose himself; wiping off the disgust and self-hatred from his face.

Kay humed a nursery rhyme as she poured warm water down the back of Nozomi's head, trying to keep the baby calm as she gave her a bath in the bathroom sink. The newborn played with a plastic rattle, struggling to keep a grip on it.

Kay smiled as she washed the infant's hair, her mind refusing to wander anywhere else besides what was directly in front of her.

"Do you like baths, Nozo?" she asks playfully, grabbing her daughter's attention.

The baby's eyes lit up and she pointed the rattle at Kay.

"For me?"

She takes the rattle and shakes it lightly, earning an enthusiastic babble. Kay beams before placing it back within Nozomi's reach and returning to the task of rinsing her off.

Turning off the faucet, she grabs a fluffy towel and wraps the infant in it before walking out of the bathroom to sit in the rocking chair in the nursery.

"You put up way less of a fuss than your father did, baby!" she coos as she dries of Nozo, "He just wanted to stay dirty and play outside!"

Though she didn't understand, she knew that Kay was in a good mood again, and made gibberish noises in response.

"You're really talkative today," the young mother notes softly, gently toweling off the infant's hair before standing back up.

She hangs the cloth on a rack before laying Nozomi on her back on top of the changing table.

"Don't pee on me again. Don't pee on me again. Don't pee on me again," Kay mumbles as she puts on a clean diaper.

Fighting with the baby to put her in a gray onesie, she huffs in achievement as Nozomi settles down in defeat, sadly wearing clothes once again.

"Nap-time, Nozo! For both you and Mommy…"

Kissing her daughter on the forehead, she lays her gently down in the cradle before turning off the lights and walking out of the room. Collapsing onto the bed with another huff, she crawls under the blankets, lacking the energy to turn off the lights.

Light, however, does a few minutes later when he silently enters the room. He finds his way through the newly-darkened room to the bed and lays himself down carefully before wrapping an arm around his wife, smiling as he smells baby shampoo on her. The two spouses fall into a peaceful and well-needed rest, having been mentally and physically exhausted for weeks.

However, the silence is short-lived as Nozomi's wails fill the room. Light and Kay groan in discontent and the former crawls out of bed to attend to the infant. The crying continues for several minutes, and Kay covers her ears with her pillow.

"Light!"

The young father comes back into the room, bouncing the baby.

"Her diaper isn't wet! She doesn't want a bottle! I don't know what's wrong with her!" he exclaims, his eyes tired yet frantic.

Unable to stand hearing her daughter cry, Kay sighs before removing the pillow and holding out her arms. Defeated, Light hands Nozomi over and Kay places her on top of the blanket between her legs. Fighting the squirming infant once again, she takes the onesie back off, causing the crying to die down a few seconds later.

"It was...her onesie?"

"The kid hates clothes," Kay sighs, pulling the infant to rest against her chest as she lies back down.

Confused but relieved, Light gets back into bed and turns on his side to watch over his two favorite people in the whole world.

'I was able to convince Misa to go along with the plan. Now Ryuzaki is going to coach her on what to say for her interview tomorrow.'

His gaze travels up to Kay's face, and his lips curve downward. There were bags under her eyes and she looked like years had passed since Nozomi came.

'Her 19th birthday is almost a week away...she's still a teenager...living the life of an adult. We've been cooped up in here for months, never really getting a break from being parents. Maybe while Misa's at her interview, we can have a little outing of our own while Mom and Sayu watch Nozo.'

Content with his plan, he soon falls back into a sleep of his own.

Light Yagami sat at his desk, writing names of criminals into the Death Note. Kay wandered around behind him, packing their things away into boxes. The two of them were moving into the studio she had leased, but Kira could not slow down. L would be suspicious.

Kay stopped packing Light's clothes and straightened up to gaze at him.

'Light...the love of my life...my best friend...the father of my baby...my worst enemy.'

The words felt like intruders in her head, but she knew it was true. L has a reason of justice to take them down, but she had a personal reason, an obligation, to see the end of Kira.

'No one here deserves to die...except for me and the monster I created.'

Light was a monster in Kay's eyes. He snapped at her, he isolated her, he no longer looked at her with love, but as just another person 'in the way', and forced her hand onto the pages that he writes on now.

'No...this is my fault, too. I'm a murderer, too. His hands are forever stained, but mine are, too'

Fighting off a wave of nausea, Kay clenches her jaw and continues packing.

'I should stop him. I have to stop him. But how? I'll never be able to get the Death Note away from him, and even if I did, I couldn't prove to the police that it was both legitimate and our doing. I wouldn't believe some teenager if they said that they're Kira and can kill people by writing their names down on magic paper. No...I have to find a way to convict us without a doubt in everyone's minds.'

She looks back up at Light, who is still writing with a disturbing grin on his face.

'And I won't let myself be afraid to do it. I wasn't lying when I said that I want to bring Kira to justice and have him executed, Light Yagami.'