A/n - Agh, so rusty. Sorry for the long wait. I always forget about this account because I hardly get onto anymore. Anyways, after god knows how long, here's the next chapter. L is introduced in this one too. Thanks to all the people who reviewed for Chapter three, sadly, I'm kind of running out of time so I'll have to respond next time. Love you all! - Death Key.

Disclaimer - I own no one but Amaya.

The annoying sound rushed through her head , causing her to wince with every beep it made. She wanted to grab her pillow and throw it at the object , but found her arms to be too heavy to lift.

' Ugh , what happened? Why can't I move? '

Amaya thought , her eyes opening a little to find that her vision was still foggy. It was as if she was looking through a fish tank or a glass of water. Everything was distorted .

She blinked , trying her best to get her vision back to normal , but found it an almost un attainable task. She groaned as the blinking brought forth a large head ache causing her to gasp and close her eyes completely. Perhaps , she should wait for her vision to return on its own.

As she sat there , Amaya could only think about the questions rolling around in her head . Where was she? Why was she here and how had she gotten here?

As if the gods had heard her and granted her mercy. The sound of a door being opened sounded through the room and broke the rhythmic beeping sound.

Amaya shifted so her body was facing the noise of the advancing foot steps. They sounded slow and steady. They sounded like flesh on tiled floor. Had some homeless man walked into the room?

" It's good to see you're finally awake Amaya-Chan."

A deep voice sounded , a male's voice.

" Although , it was a stupid decision to take one of the back alleys this late at night. Very careless and irresponsible. "

The figure seated himself in a chair , his legs coming to greet his chest as his hands rested on the knees.

" Who are you?"

Amaya exclaimed , her mind running wildly trying to remember where she was and how she had gotten to where she was.

The Man put his thumb between his teeth , chewing on the skin.

" My name is Ryuga."

" Ryuga? I've never heard of you. I don't think I've ever met you. Do you attend Daikoku Academy?"

The man remained silent , making Amaya feel nervous and on edge. She almost wanted to scream from how frustrating everything was turning out to be. Pull at her hair and stump her feet but most of all , she wanted to be able to see who the man was.

" Why can't I see?"

" A blow to the head. It's going to cause a few problems for at least a couple of days , but there's no need for alarm. The doctor said the Damage is not serious. You took quite the beating Amaya-Chan. "

Amaya grew annoyed , her tongue clicking.

" Stop calling me Chan , I don't know who you are. "

There was silence , A sort of uncomfortable silence . The type that took place when an old acquaintance came up to you , patted you on the back with a grin and started chattering away while you just looked at them , and questioned who they were.

" I'm actually here with Yagami-san."

This caused her ears to perk. Yagami , as in Light from school? Her mind sky rocketed. Was it her or did she feel like a Damsel in Distress. She hated having to owe people or feeling like she owed people something.

" What exactly happened?"

" You were jumped. A couple of thugs , Alcoholics. "

Amaya shivered at the thought . The events of that night slowly coming to her in short desperate waves. Her mind was throbbing , remembering all the dirty details of an alley. She remembered feeling fear , smelling that foul breath as it hung over her and then ….

" Wait , was Light the one that found me?"

" No , Someone else did."

He sounded almost unpleased with that answer. Like there had been a hidden meaning to it . She didn't like it , it sounded solemn. Like when a person speaks of another's death.

The room broke into another fit of silence. She hated having to sit here . Sitting in the same room with a man she didn't know very well and could not see.

Amaya's grey eyes quickly snapped a very pale blue. Fear overtook her form as she hurriedly gripped around her hospital gown.

" Oh No! where are they."

She exclaimed , her search becoming more frantic.

Ryuga remained seated, his large under circled eyes staring curiously at the girl in front of him. What was she looking for.

She continued to fumble about, her hands reaching for any place close to her. She had lost them, she couldn't believe how irresponsible she had been. Her cards.

" I can't find them…"

She bowed her head in depression as the thought of her cards in that horrid alley came to mind. Getting all wet and smelly.

Ryuga, the famous detective L , glanced down at his pocket. He instantly pulled out a small box. Perhaps this was what she was looking for so desperately.

Standing up, he walked towards the bed and placed the box just beside the girl's hand. Her eyebrows shot up, she placed her hand on top of the box, and on top of L's fingers. That had caused him great surprise. He had never felt skin so rough, so dry, so bumpy?

Amaya looked down where her hand had been in confusion.

" What's this?"

She whispered, hand running over the top of the box. She hated not being able to see. She was lost in a blur of colors.

' At least you can still see those colors - '

A voice in the back of her head screamed. Well, that was true, at least she wasn't completely blind.

She grabbed the box and brought it to the very front of her face. She saw a little clasp that held it shut. Slowly her finger traced the silver, heart shaped clasp, and then flipped it open.

The box fell open and what had been inside surprised her. It brought great joy though, for the colors were very recognizable. Her eyes lightened immensely and a breath she had no idea she had been holding escaped her lips.

She looked away from the box and at the man. A very wide grin escaping across her face. She had her cards, even if they had been touched by another's hand, she had them.

"Thank you. "

There was a slight motion from the dark haired man , he might have been nodding, but Amaya couldn't really see the motion.

The sound of the door opening sounded, Amaya's head snapped in the direction the noise had come from . She saw a figure clothed in the Daikoku Academy uniform and auburn hair.

" Ms. Amaya, You're finally awake. You had me worried a little there."

Amaya looked blank.

" Yagami-San?"

She questioned under her breath, but it still sounded loud in the large room. She could see the figure advance towards her bed a little more, she could see the colors a little better now. Definitely Yagami Light.

A smile broke across her features, the aggravation of seeing Light constantly today wearing off. At least she wasn't alone with the mystery man.

Light stood beside the bedside one of his charming smiles crossing his face.

" Geez, first the incident at school and now this, You are a magnet for trouble, aren't you?"

She gave a horse giggle, her throat was dry, it hurt. She winced and held her giggles in shrugging off Lights Statement instead.

" I guess I am, I mean, I attracted you."

She mumbled playfully under her breathe. Light made a small sound showing mock hurt.

" And what is that supposed to mean?"

" Figure it out!"

She exclaimed again, a smile crossing her face. Light chuckled at the girl.

" Whatever."

" Anyways-"

Ryuga watched from his position on the chair, his dark rimmed eyes observing the girl before him. It seemed, she had forgotten all about him and his companions. What had happened after her adoption? Something had clogged her memory.

He bit into his thumb nail, Her memory was the least of his problems right now. She was here, living in this city, here with Light Yagami , one of the main suspects in the Kira case. There was even a slight chance that she might well be associated with Kira, but how could she have been if she was here?

He lowered his head, the dark strands of hair falling into his eyes.