Amaya was in her room, trapped inside of her thoughts as she stared aimlessly up at the ceiling. It was morning and the light was streaming into her room yet she refused to make an effort to get up. She was not eager to see Light after confronting him last night. After a few brief moments, she sat up and slowly left her room. It was a Saturday, so Amaya was hoping that the family would be out on various errands and she would be left alone with her thoughts and hopefully figure out the plan of action she would take with Light. Amaya treaded down the stairs and immediately walked into the kitchen, reaching for a bowl to make herself some cereal. She headed for the table when she froze so quickly she dropped her bowl, a large clatter making Light narrow his eyes as he was sitting calmly at the table.

She looked around for anyone else when her heart dropped into her stomach when she knew there was no one else in the home. Light never once moved, his light brown eyes burning with confrontation. Amaya knelt down and slowly picked up her mess, with Light making no indication with the fact that he would help – which he normally would. She placed the bowl in the sink and reached for her notepad and pencil and took a seat next to him, her face was guarded.

"We are going to talk about what happened last night, Tsuki," Light said, clasping his hands together, never one breaking eye contact, "whether you like it or not."

Amaya's eyes left Light's to notice Ryuk floating behind Light, a wide grin stretching his pale face. She grasped her pen and wrote frantically on the notepad placed in front of her.

You have to give up ownership of the Death Note. And soon.

"And why is that, Tsukimono?" Light murmured, tone sharp," This is the best thing that has ever happened to me – other than finding you that one night two months ago."

Amaya gave him an exasperated expression and rolled her eyes.

Don't try flattery Light, please, for your family, just give it up.

"Or what?" Light retorted, eyes glinting at her dangerously," You're going to tell?"

Amaya's eyes lowered and she slumped back against her chair. After a few moments of tense silence, she looked up at Light, expression sad and began writing her reply.

Light, I won't tell. I don't know what the consequences of me being quiet will be, but I don't want you to go to jail. You've become a great friend to me and I know that you are a good person. The Death Note will change you, please, just give it up. End this before it starts.

"Tsuki, don't you see," Light said, voice loud and excited," I can make a perfect world, everyone will be happy and no bad will come to anyone! Don't you remember? How those men almost hurt that girl and you last night? People like that won't be around anymore!"

And that's a great goal – but do that goal right by going into the police force like your father. Not this way – this way isn't right!

"That way only works half of the time," Light replied impatiently once he finished reading Amaya's reply," This will ensure that justice goes through."

Amaya bit her lip and slowly got to her feet, her head tilted away from him so he wouldn't see her eyes. She grasped the notepad and quickly scribbled her reply.

Nothing I try to say will change your mind, will it?

Light frowned and clenched his jaw. He got to his feet and stood in front of Amaya. Amaya kept herself turned away from him, holding her arms across her chest awkwardly. She felt him cup her chin, forcing her to look at him. He wrapped his arms around her, encasing her in an embrace. Amaya stiffened and Light immediately backed away, expression becoming blank.

"You used to not mind me hugging you," he muttered, turning his back towards her as he walked to the window," What, have the past two months meant nothing? I thought you saw me as your brother."

I do see you as a brother – that's why this is killing me so much. I know nothing I do will change your mind… but you have to absolutely promise to not kill any innocent person. That includes people that suspect you. As long as you only… only kill convicted criminals. That's the only way that I can accept this.

She handed the paper to him, and he silently accepted it, scanning over her words. After a few moments, Light smiled.

"That's all I planned," he replied, face relaxing from its one hardened state," If I killed an innocent person – I'd be no better than the criminals, would I?"

Amaya's face became downcast as she wrote something on the notepad, and ripped the paper off and placed it on the table. Without looking back, she walked back upstairs and into her room. Light watched her leave and went over to the table, gingerly picking up the paper.

I know… and that's what I'm afraid of.

Light's expression immediately darkened. Ryuk, who was silent during the whole exchange, finally let loose a cackle. Light crumpled up the paper and threw it into the trash can. His eyes flashed back and forth in thought, trying to come up with possible explanations on how she knew who Ryuk was and what the Death Note was. He decided he'd wait. For now.

Amaya finished dressing for the day and hesitantly left her room, ears alert for any footsteps indicating Light was near. After cautiously going down the stairs and seeing no one, she let out a sigh of relief. She grasped onto her house keys, small purse, and a small notepad and slipped it into her jacket. She walked out of the house and began on her journey to a small shopping district about a mile away from her new home. A half an hour went by when she finally arrived. A small smile lit up her face when she found the ice cream parlor she had fallen in love with two months ago – when she started staying with the Yagami's. She has been going once a week since then.

She walked through the door, ringing the bell that was stationed on top and smiled a greeting at those who were working. Amaya pulled out the notepad, requesting her usual hazelnut icecream with chocolate chips. She walked away with her prize and sat down in the corner of the small parlor. Her mind wandered as she ate, constantly ending up with Light and L.

'Will I even get to see L again... 'she thought, eyes weary 'But… it would be a good thing if I don't. That means Light would stop using the Death Note and that L and Watari will definitely not die, no need for an investigation, right? '

The bell chimed and Amaya slowly looked up. Her breath caught in her throat as her world came tumbling around her. Dark gray eyes looked at her for a moment, bored, then quickly looked away and walked slowly to the counter, finally ordering strawberry icecream. He sat at a few tables away from her, not giving her more than a sideways glance.

'I'm a stranger now' she admitted to herself,'I'm a no one to him.'

And after everything, the fact that she meant nothing to L anymore is what hurt her the most. Amaya silently watched him leave, feeling a part of her crack for each step he took, leaving the parlor. She got out of her seat and left, walking in the opposite direction of L back towards the Yagami home.

'This kills me... but God, please make it so I never see L again,' she prayed silently, jaw clenched tight, 'Never ever again.'

Natsumi Talk

Natsumi: ….I am SO sorry about the… you know.. three year wait.

Amaya: Yeah. That's kinda ridiculous. That and the fact that I STILL CAN'T SPEAK. I swear I'm getting carpel tunnel for having to write replies to everyone. And L only looked at me once? Do you hate me?

Light: …and I'm still allowed to do Death-Notey things? Seriously? SWEET.

Natsumi: Yes, well.. I'm going to desperately try and complete this fan fic. But it's gonna take me at least another 10-15 chapters. Yikes. But I will never the less finish it.

Amaya: I've only been gathering dust for the past three years. I kinda deserve the finishing factor.

Natsumi: ANYWAY, I just want to apologize because this is sort of a short filler chapter – I'm going to go in order via episodes because I kinda.. forget a lot about Death Note. Blasphemy, I know. The next chapter will have much more action in it because I would have watched more episodes etc. etc.

Amaya: Natsumi would also like to apologize that this chapter doesn't have much in it and might make some of you unhappy. That and… all of that. So yeah…

Natsumi: I would also like to thank all of you that favorited this story and my author-ship! And so many reviews - even when I was gone! Thank you so much! And over 13,000 hits. I'm impressed. I used to be happy if I got over 200. Oh the good 'ol days. I'll update the next chapter at the end of the week. So until then –

L, Amaya, & Light: Goodbye!