Chapter 2

Light's teeth shattered slightly. He ran his long fingers through his hair, trying to make sense of the whole ordeal that took place no more than a few hours ago. He sensed himself desperate, alone, but he realized he could not do much or change what had happened. He felt powerless. He closed his eyes and inhaled calmly.

He fell asleep in his study, not being able to erase that horrible image from his head.

Two Years Later

The study was devoured by books in mahogany colored shelves. Volumes of Light's favorite subjects sat perfectly aligned next to each other. The whole room was given to him by his father, Soichiro, when Light had turned nineteen two months ago. His father had also given him a book titled Blood in Justice by a famous detective currently residing in the heart of London.

In the book, Soichiro had said there was a written address and to pay little attention to it as it would not get Light anywhere even if he tried. Soichiro himself tried to send a message to the place and no reply was ever returned. Soichiro did not know this detective's true face, but he did however work under him for quite sometime. The story was a little interesting, enough to make Light give this awarded book a try.

Light had read the book and fell into mutual agreement with the mastermind behind it. He understood the concept of truejustice and the idea the detective was bringing. He believed this man, even though he didn't know who in God's name he was. He believed the unknown man more than he could ever believe his father. Cruel or not, that choice was brought by Light's judgement of the current justice system and what his father thought was divine.

There wasn't much order in the country and he knew, in a slight chance, that he could be able to change it. Only he needed help, a great deal of help. He wouldn't be able to do much on his own, but, then again, once Light began to think about it, he had a bit more power than he had originally thought.

His family. The Yagami name itself would become useful to his advantage to have control on the growing chaos. Light was now determined to find this famous detective and maybe then he wouldn't be so alone anymore. Together they would work side by side.

Six Months Later

Morning came and the day, like any other day, continued with basic consistency of busy doing in the enormous estate: taking care of the gardens, making sure food was ready for the Yagami family, running to town to buy the necessities, and tidying up the mansion for any unexpected visitors.

Sachiko Yagami made her way to her son's study, knowing he would be there working. She knocked on the wooden door. Light looked up from his writing and welcomed her in.

"Light," she said meekly, closing the door behind her. She wore a long, dark maroon dress that dragged itself across the carpet. Her hair was picked up in a fancy manner that, with the light that came from the window, made her gleam.

"Yes, mother?" Light said neutrally, quickly resuming to his writing, not seeming to be disturbed by his mother's presence.

"Do you remember Miss Amane, daughter of a very good friend of mine? Blonde hair, fine dressing, a friend of yours as a child?" Sachiko began, holding her hands.

"Yes, I recall," Light said indifferent, reminding himself of the girl he used to call wife as a boy. Fixed marriages were always pleasant. Though, Light did not enjoy them much, but he did not mind them either. It was all part of the never ending cycle in his social class and he knew he was going to be part of the loop sometime soon.

"Well, she will be visiting this household soon. You haven't seen her in a long time, so I hope you very well make her feel at home when she arrives," Sachiko insisted. "Please, try and warm up to her?"

"Of course," Light smiled slightly, letting the idea sink in.

A Month Later

A white coach stopped in front of the Yagami mansion. The driver mounted off and quickly opened the passenger door. Inside, there was a lovely young lady in an olive dress, her hair was in golden locks, and her eyes were colored of pierce blue. She sat there looking at the Yagami estate, reminding herself how long it had been since she first stepped on the elegant grounds. Her driver awaited her dismount, but all she could think about was that boy. Her future husband was just inside and she was nervous to see his face.

"Oh, dear," she blushed. "What if he is not fond of me, Piers?"

"I'm sure it will be fine, my lady," the driver assured. "Come now, you don't want to keep him waiting."

She smiled at Piers, following his lead while her face turned bright pink.

. . .

"Ma-master," a soft voice spoke. Light lifted his head up, looking over his shoulder, only to find himself staring at a middle aged woman, tinny, skinny, and dressed in a soft blue-gray uniform. "Yes, Amelia?"

"Lady Amane arrived minutes ago. She's waiting in the den with Madam," Amelia bowed slightly. "Madam, asked if you'd care to join them."

Like Light had a choice.

"Ah, I will join her momentarily," Light mused. "You can leave now."

"Yes, master." Amelia left without saying another word.

. . .

"Where's my mother?" Light said stepping in the den only to find a golden-yellow haired girl sitting comfortably on a chair.

"Oh, um... she left," she said without making eye contact. "But, please, stay."

Misa stared at the chair across from her. Light took his seat and looked at the girl's doll-like face as they sat across from each other; he noticed a tint of pink just across her cream-colored face. He shrugged it off and waited for her to say something. Just then, he realized she wasn't about to say anything.

"Amane," Light said in a well manner. "How have you been?"

"Oh! I've been fine," Misa said while her cheeks were turning to a visible crimson. "I suppose things have been pretty dull without love- well I mean, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I'm just afraid that things haven't been the same since the last time I saw you."

Light remembered that very well, the last time they saw each other it was an awkward situation. Light avoided the subject, "They haven't, it's not as if things won't turn out like they're supposed to for us in the end. We'll be married and that incident will be history."

"R-right, you are right, Light" Misa stuttered, bowing her head slightly. "But what do you tell, Yagami?"

"I have a job opportunity in the city," Light's simple answer. "I'm aware you live in the city?"

"Yes, not an ideal place for me, but it's home," Misa uttered and smiled. "The boutique is making money, we plan to open a third shop! Everyone is trying to get our latest designs! I'll try to craft a beautiful coat for you."

"That sounds wonderful, Amane," Light said genuinely. "I'm sure I'll be needing a new coat soon."

"I, er, well, since we are on the subject, I was wondering if you would like to come by some time, you'll be working in the city, so we can get to build... a relationship?" Misa said timidly.

"I don't see why not," Light said. A couple of visits wouldn't hurt." He stood up and walked to Misa. He took her hand and kissed it.

"Oh! Light!" Misa came full forward from her seat and nearly tackled Light. She placed her face right on his chest. Light patted her head for comfort. Though, he was slightly irritated by this situation. He kept a composed mask and stance.

Light tried to soothe Misa, "We'll see each other."

"Promise?" Misa pouted.

"I suppose," Light said with a slight smile. Misa returned the smile, still very teary eyed. Light always kept his promises.