As Noyoki was carried through the tangle of alleys, she found herself wondering if her captor was linked to Kira in any way. Then she realized that it was a very slim chance, because Kira could kill someone by just knowing their face and name, and by now, if Kira had wanted her dead. She was sure that she would have been dead. Of course, that did nothing to her hopes, as you never knew what people roamed the alleys. Her captor continued carrying her over his shoulder, the trek seemingly endless. As they turned a corner, he stopped abruptly. She tried to catch a glimpse of what was happening, but her hood obscured her vision. She lay back and left the rest to fate. She was surprised to hear a voice, unfamilliar to her.

"Let her go. Now."

The voice seemed firm, and Noyoki found herself flying through the air. She tensed, ready for the impact. She found herself landing not on the ground, but in the arms of someone. She guessed it was the one who had told her captor to let her go. He seemed to have jumped to catch her so she didn't hit the ground. He spoke again, this time to her.

"Are you alright?"

She nodded, and he seemed to relax. She heard her captor's footsteps fade, and figured she was safe. Her rescuer pulled the hood off of her face. She noticed him putting away a gun, and guessed that was what made her captor release her. She looked at his face, and immediately noticed his wide eyes, dark-rimmed. He seemed hurried, yet at the same time, worried. He looked into her eyes, seemingly searching for something. She wondered what it was.

"Can you walk?"

She nodded, and he helped her up. They began walking toward her house. As they walked, he began talking.

"What is your name? Or...should I say...what do you go by?"

"Uhh...call me Yoki."

"Alright, Yoki. You can call me Ryuuzaki."

"Alright."

"So...do you have family?"

"Yes, a husband and two children."
"Ahh, children. How old are they?"

"My oldest, my daughter, is 13. The boy is 5."

"You must love them."

"Of course. I'd die if something happened to them."

They stopped, and Ryuuzaki pointed to a house.

"That one's yours, right?"

Noyoki nodded, and a shadow of a smile seemed to cross his face. It was too fast for her to tell, but she smiled. He looked at her.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around, Yoki."

She turned away, and with a small wave, walked inside. As soon as she got inside, she was greeted enthusiastically by her children. As she walked into the kitchen, she looked out the window and spotted the retreating figure of Ryuuzaki. She smiled and watched his figure fade into the mist.