I'm baaaaack~ *Darth Vader theme* Honestly, I feel like crap for not updating quickly... actually for not updating at all. I needed a kick in he butt. Now, I'm here, and I'm ready to rock your fanfic world~

To answer Sigga-san's question, Light said yes just to get the guy to shut up so Light could go back to sleep. XD

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. If I did, Light would wear a pink tutu at all times. Okay, not really, but it's a funny thought.

Chapter 2: Choice

Sunlight streamed through the window in Light's bedroom. The sky was blue, birds chirped happily and the sound of little kids laughing could be heard from the streets. Most people would call this a perfect day.

Light, on the other hand, was too pissed off to care. He glared at the mountain of clothes on his bed with disgust.

It had been a week since the intruding phone call, and everyone in the house was giddy to hear about the news; everyone but Light.

His father - who Light was sure was going to disapprove immediately- pretty much handed him a suitcase.

Ryuuk smirked as Light folded a black sweater neatly then savagely threw it at his suitcase. "Excited for your big adventure?"

Light scowled as he threw a button up shirt to the ground, surrounded by other rejected items. "Like hell I am. I mean who lets their son go off to a stra-"

Riiing-riiing

Light's head turned slowly towards the phone. If looks could kill, the phone would have exploded on the spot. He walked towards the object that interrupted him and checked the Caller ID. Light let out an exaggerated groan as he hit -more like stabbed- the ignore button.

It was always like that now; the phone would ring randomly, Light would check the caller ID, see unavailable number pop up on the screen, hit the ignore button and write a name in the Death Note. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Ryuuk laughed as he helped himself to an apple on Light's desk. "Genki guy again? I swear, he calls more then L."

Light shuddered. That was his instant reaction to the word - well the letter. That was the only thing he was grateful for; he gets a 60 day vacation from the detective/panda.

He silently walked back to his bed, picking up a pair of slacks and examining them. "Why was I chosen?" Light moaned, picking at a stain in the slacks. "What do I need to wish for? I want global justice in the world and I'm already able to achieve that." He lost interest in the slacks, throwing them to the ground. His gaze shifted towards the drawer in his desk that concealed the Death Note.

What was he going to do about that? It was obvious that he couldn't bring the Death Note with him. But if he went and no criminals died...

"Mghn nom nages mghn neh net note nit you?" Ryuuk asked with a mouthful of apple. Light snapped his head towards the shinigami. Making an audible gulp, Ryuuk laughed at Light. "Simply put; rip pages out of the death note and take those with you."

Light frowned as he reached for a shirt. He still had five days to make a choice. He would decide then.

I'm going to personally thank the people you reviewed me. Thank you smearedliner, aflaskj., Backyard Bottomslash and Sigga-san. I dedicate this chapter to you guys. You're awesome. Everybody reading this should check out their stories. They got some awesome stuff there.

So there's another chapter for this story~ What are your thoughts? Do you like it? Hate it? Should I continue it? Reviews will make me write more. Criticism is very welcome. ^^