Amaya bobbed her head along with the music, singing softly to the familiar song that was playing on Matsuda's car radio. Tapping along with the drum beat, she closed her eyes, mouthing the words with the song before actually belting the lyrics out with full force.

" It's time for us...

Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,

Make us it, make us hip, make us scene

Or shrug us off your shoulders

Don't approve a single word that we wrote," Amaya sang alongside Brendon Urie's voice with a grin, temporarily forgetting the many problems currently whirling through her scattered mind. Then, a new voice added to the mix.

"And the weather today is slightly sarcastic

With a good chance of: A Indifference-", Matsuda sang from the driver's seat, making Amaya turn to him and send him a wolfish grin.

"You know Panic?," Amaya asked, a smile on her face as she sighed and stared out the car window with a dreamy expression," I love their songs to hell and back. What about you?"

"Hmm," he wondered aloud, then shrugged," They are a pretty good band; my favorite song is 'It's Better If You Do'."

"Now I'm of consenting age, I'm forgetting you in a cavorts somewhere downtown with the next new queen who evens asks my name," she quoted with a satisfied smile at her own memory," Good one. Personally, mine is 'Build God Then We'll Talk'."

"Cool, hey, we're here,"Matsuda said brightly, pulling over to park,"I guess we'll shop for your clothes first then."

"It's alright with me,"she replied absently, already scurrying off into the large mall to his dismay, quickly trailing after here.

"Wait, Kai-chan, wait!"he called breathlessly, before losing Amaya through the large crowd. He cursed and ran a hand through his shaggy black hair, muttering to himself. He felt a pair of soft hands cover his eyes, pressing up against his back as if the person couldn't reach his eyes all the way. A failed-to-stifle giggle immediately gave Amaya away. With a relieved sigh, he turned to see Amaya looking up at him slightly with a bemused expression on her face.

"I thought I lost you," Matsuda muttered, the two scanning through the various stores inside the mall as they walked beside each other.

Amaya rolled her eyes, grinning at him,"Nah, it'll be much harder than that to lose Hakumei Kaisou. Hey, I just heard your stomach growling about 2minutes ago, why don't you get yourself something to eat. I don't eat breakfast, for some really weird reason it hurts my stomach. So, why don't I meet you..er.. here in about an hour? I think I'll have all my shopping done by then."

Matsuda looked at her gratefully, then nodded eagerly,"Alright, I'll see you in a bit. I'm trusting you enough so you don't run off. See you, Kai-chan."

Amaya nodded then walked into a colorfully lit store, eyes scrutinizing the many different articles of clothes that filled up the store. First, she immediately got 4 different pairs of comfortable jeans of different colors like blue, black, gray, and light blue. Then, arms already carrying the large stack of jeans bought three hoodies: a dark red one, a gray one, and lastly a navy blue one. Lastly, now by this point making a scene from the many grunts of pain of holding up all the clothes and moving back and forth throughout the store, she picked out four regular tops, some with prints, stripes, or plain.

With a relieved grin she had bought the clothes, the wallet which she placed the money L had given her felt significantly lighter. She came out with three full, large bags just from the one store then walked into Victoria Secret, obviously needing more then the underwear which she was currently adorning under the red dress Misa had given her for the day. Picked out at least 5 of their cheapest because some bras there cost 40. Jesus Christ expensive., and some other necessary under garments.

"Now," she said to herself, and looking at the clock that hung in the store she had just exited from," To find Matsu.."

Amaya struggled holding her bags, and sat where the pair had agreed to meet. She rested her head in her hands, and patiently waited with a bored expression. Her eyes went back and forth, searching for his face. After 15 minutes went by, she began to get annoyed, huffing and glaring at the shiny marble floor.

"Where on earth is that guy," she grumbled, and stretched before sitting back in her original position," God knows he forgot me- Oh geez."

Matsuda's Pov

Matsuda finished off his pizza and soda as he let out a satisfied sigh as he threw away his trash, brushing off any crumbs that landed on him. He walked out of the mall, before frowning as he felt an uneasy feeling in his stomach erupt. He frowned, and immediately stopped walking as he shook off the feeling as if he had forgotten something. With a shrug, he walked to his car and pulled out of the parking lot and into the busy street. Sirens and flashing cars were ahead, making Matsuda let out a moan at the 

slow and unmoving traffic in front of and behind him. Knowing it was going to be a good while before he would get anywhere, he turned on the car radio and hummed along with a familiar song.

'Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses

And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses

At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains

And a few more of your least favorite things..'

"Damn it!," he cursed, eyes wide as he realized what, or who he had forgotten," Kai-chan!"

He tried to turn around his black car to no avail, the traffic behind and in front of him was too thick because of the traffic accident about a mile ahead of him. With a moan, he hit his head against the steering wheel. Sighing, he reached for his cell to call head quarters. He messed up, again.

Normal Pov

Amaya sighed, and asked the man beside her for the time. She mentally cried as Matsuda was now 45 minutes late. Scowling slightly, she laid across the bench she was sitting on, staring up at the glass ceiling before her eyes began to droop slightly.

She yawned, and put her arms under her, ignoring the odd looks people were giving her as they walked by. Hiding her eyes underneath her hair so it would be darker for herself, she began to breathe rhythmaticlly slowly lulling her to sleep once more.

'Why have I been so tired today?' she though, a small frown tugging at the corners of her lips,'I hope I'm not getting sick. Then again, I did sleep in the rain yesterday.'

Finally, she gave herself to sleep with no fight. After what seemed like a few moments, she felt some one shake her shoulders. She turned away from whoever was trying to wake her. Making a small noise of protest, and buried her head into her arms further.

Then, the person flicked her nose making her furrow her eyebrows and then turning to yell at whoever was waking her.

"Leave me alone- Light?" she blinked a few times before frowning slightly," Why are you here?"

"To pick you up, obviously," he snorted, then helped her to her staggering feet," Matsuda forgot you."

Amaya rolled her eyes and began exiting the mall, Light walking beside her. He kept glaring at her out of the corner of his eyes making her stiffen and return the favor.

"Why were you let out?" she asked stiffly, clenching and unclenching her fists.

Light gave her a lopsided smirk," Because everyone was too busy with the sudden multiple deaths and secret codes Kira had left that all happened all at the same time. And since everyone already had their assigned things to do, and I was the only one left.."

Amaya glared daggers and replied with venom dripping off her words," You deserve to die, you and your so-called twisted form of justice. You're no god, if anything, you're nothing more than those pathetic, power hungry criminals that you, yourself, kills."

His face went into a stony expression, and he gripped her hand making her narrow her eyes as she felt a future bruise arising on her wrist. As the pair finally exited the mall, he helped her in to his car not so gently as they pulled out of the parking lot, the one opposite that Matsuda had taken. After a few moments of heightening tension he pulled over in an empty road.

"You have no right to talk to me that way," he hissed, eyes glinting dangerously," You have no idea what you're talking about."

"Or do I?" she replied snidely, a warped grin on her face," Go ahead, try me."

His face flushed angrily, lips in a firm line as she could literally see the wheels turning in his head," Don't anger me, Kai. Just tell me what a Once Note is."

Amaya frowned slightly as she bristled," Are you trying to be funny? I have no idea what a Once Note is. Why?"

Light's light brown eyes peered through her, as if trying to detect what she was saying was true or not. He ran a hand through his reddish tinted hair impatiently," What are we doing, Kai? We both want each other dead, obviously enough. "

"Obviously enough," she scoffed, digging her nails into her hand, creating crescent moons into her palm," I'll do everything and anything to get enough evidence or what not to have you put away for the rest of your life; which, of this I know, will cause your death."

"Then why not just sentence me to death in the first place," he asked, voice cold and harsh," Why not just kill me? What about Misa? I don't doubt that you do not know that she too has and is using a Death Note."

"You mean the one I have?" she said with a wicked smirk, taking the black note book out of one of her shopping bags," So how long will it be before I'm the owner of it; 14 days I believe, ne?"

"You-you bitch!" he seethed, though he was mentally cheering. 'Kaisou' fell for it." What are you going to prove with that?"

She shrugged," We'll see won't we. Let's just get driving. Nothing good is coming out of our talking. "

"You didn't answer my other question," he replied, silently putting the car back into drive and slowly drove down the road. The early afternoon sun beamed down on the car, making the pair squint with irritation.

"I don't believe in putting people to death," she said softly, gazing at her other self reflected in the window," Even if they are guilty or not."

"Why not?" he pressed on, curious of why her voice had dropped appreciably in volume.

"Leave it," she snapped, turning to glare at him furiously. She exhaled loudly before losing all emotion in her expression and voice," I still need to purchase the ingredients for L. Take me to the grocery store."

He stared at her blankly for a moment, mulling over her livid tone she had used one a few seconds ago. Light gave her a brief nod before driving towards the store's direction. Amaya frowned as she saw him looking back at her once every minute or so, making her bristle instantly each time.

"You've killed so many innocent people," she said suddenly, making Light turn his head. She let out a bitter laugh," All for the greater good. How many people died through the years for the greater good? Even if the greater good was considered so by an evil person; take the Holocaust into mind. The crazy maniac Adolf Hitler killed millions, Light, millions. And all for his warped thoughts of a perfect race and greater good, and in the end, it was the death of him. Can you make a connection here?"

"It's not like that," he murmured quietly, a small amount of emotion seeping into his words," I'm not killing people for race, gender, religion, no. Nothing like that. I'm eliminating evil out of this world, I'm purifying. People who don't deserve to live should die, and stop plaguing this world with their disgusting, rotting presence."

"You've killed people who were only accused of crimes before, Light," she yelled, emotion once more entering her tone," People who could have been framed! People like Spencer who died because of being framed. People like Spencer who were innocent. You aren't a god, Light! You may think you are, but human beings change. You can not decided who is worthy or not, until you are perfection yourself."

"Who's Spencer?"Light asked, after being stunned by what she said for a few moments.

Amaya glared at him, as he noticed her eyes gleaming over with unshed tears," He is.. was my elder brother. He was framed that he killed his girlfriend and put on death row for man slaughter. I know he wouldn't even hurt her in any way. He was going to ask her to marry him when she died. A month later after.. Spencer was executed they found the real murderer."

Light was silent, having nothing to reply. He parked the car in front of the grocery store and turned off the car as Amaya stared blankly at the car floor, pain obviously written on her features.

"I'm sorry," was all he managed to say when Amaya gave him a sorrowful glance.

She closed her eyes for a few moments before turning to him and sent him a sardonic smile," You might of as well been the person who executed him, an innocent man who was the most loving person I have and ever will know. Think about that Yagami Light."

With that final word she silently climbed out of the car, slamming the car door behind her as she walked through the sliding grocery store's entrance. And all Light could do was stare after her, a frown and some other unknown expression on his face.

Natsumi Talk

Natsumi: Hey everyone! Sorry it's been a while since I've updated. Remember that sneaky little writer's block that I said was trying to get me? It did for a little while. But, my dad actually read this fanfiction. xD I laughed so hard at his expression. I asked him forced him to watch Death Note. I got his addicted. It was one of my favorite moments ever. Anyway, he told me to write two more chapters. Isn't that an interesting.. er thing. Ahaha sorta-kinda LightxAmaya bonding. I'm going to have them bond next chapter too as they buy sugary objects. Bwuahaha. And you guys still don't have any idea what a Once Note is. To be honest.. I only know a little bit. I'm making most of this as I go. I just wrote 2,500 words in one go. –cough- This chapter, basically. I think I wrote more than that for this though.

L: What about… me? –frown-

Amaya: You.. you're going to make this some creepy, twisted love triangle thing, aren't you?

Natsumi: Oh lordy, no! I would.. never.. do something like.. that. –cough-

Matsuda: Why do I always mess up? –tear-

Natsumi: The answer is simple-

Light:- it makes you cuter!

Everyone: -awkward silence-

Amaya: Pfft, he owns the deep end of the ocean. To that of which I now completely agree.

Natsumi: Well, I'm off to rewriting the first chapter because I made that one sucky. Oops. Remember, reviewing is an easy way into a writer's heart. –hint/hint/hint- Though, I think there should be a celebration. I've had over 1300 hits. ;0 Thanks everyone! :D

P.S.: If you haven't read the edited introduction please read it now. Some stuff will flow easier or make more sense. Sorry for the technical difficulties. -cough-