Light made his way over to his favorite Café. He needed some good, strong tea to calm him down. The blackouts had continued and a total of 18 people had been killed in the past two weeks. He felt unease and a slight feeling of guilt gnawing at his insides constantly.

There was a glimmer of hope though, L had made it his job to catch Hito as people where calling him. Probably short for Hitogoroshi, meaning murderer. But, at the same time, If Light was really Hito, then he would be sentenced to death. He couldn't let Hito get caught, until he was certain that it wasn't him.

He sat down at his table. What could he do to stop Hito from getting caught? He contemplated this.

Apparently he had been deep in thought, because he didn't notice a black haired man slouch over and sit across form him, of you could call what the man was doing sitting. He was up on the balls of his feet, knees hugged to his chest, hands on top of his knees.

"Light Yagami?" The man asked.

Light snapped out of his contemplation and looked at the man. "Who are you?"

The strange man gave Light a puzzled look, cocking his head to one side. "You may call me Ryuzaki."

Light gave him a blank look. "That's not your real name. If you want to have a conversation with me, I expect you to give me your true name."

Ryuzaki laughed. "Then we will not have a true conversation, now will we? I just want to ask you some questions."

"What type of questions?" Light asked, trying to counter the man's probing eyes.

Ryuzaki brought his thumb to his lips and started to play with them. "It appears that you are asking more questions then I am. Question one: are you an only child?"

Light bit his lip. Should he answer? No harm in this question being answered. "No. I have a younger sister."

"What's her name?"

The brunette furrowed his brow. Why would Ryuzaki care what his sister's name was? "I'm not going to answer that question."

"The truth is," The raven said through the thumb pressed to his lip, "I already know Sayu Yagami's name. I was just testing you. You are too reserved, Light Yagami. You will never be able to convince anyone like that."

Light was thoroughly perplexed. What was this man talking about? "I don't understand, convince who of what?"

Ryuzaki pulled his thumb away from his lip and smiled at Light. "Convince me that you are not Hito."

Kira sat in his room, all lights off. He had just finished another cutting spree, and was suffering the crash. Desperately, he wanted to get away from the weakness and pain.

Suddenly, it occurred to him. He would slip into Light's body for a bit, until he was over the crash, maybe even commit the next murder. He grinned at his own genius.

The kills where getting more and more thrilling for him, and worked almost as well as cutting to elevate the pain of being born a Hate. As his knife sliced the flesh, as he gutted the person whom was there, at his mercy, he would remove the heart, the cause of his pain, and place it in the mouth, the source of the lies. Then, he would remove two things vital to existance, the two part of you that purify, and place them in the sources of the impurities, the hands. Kira's message was not a clear one, but it made him feel like he was making his mark.

Kira took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He grabbed hold of the mind link connecting them, and let it draw him in...