Author's note: Finally the confession! I think it covers everything...If there's anything missing just tell me and I'll put my brain to work amending it…It's stupid really… but well…It was what I could think of that would work!

You are my sin, Light. You are what drives those sharp little gears in me. You are my sin. You are everything, all consuming. When you stand before me, since we first met, your eyes, your flesh, your essence, your very being; all miniscule and delicately cut elements of myself click into yours.

When we ride each other, in the dark or the half-light, my thighs tight around you, in the seat of your desire, I taste your heartbeat trembling through your lips and I feel my mind's eye wide open. Epiphany-state that won't dispel. I know it and it stays blazing in my mind.

I have touched something beyond the surface reality. I have transgressed. I have peeled back the veil. I have done something like touch the void – but it is not death I have seen.

I am ready now. Let us walk across the lines.

- L's Journals, 25th October, Monday morning.

The blonde girl sat in the small desolate chamber, her head hanging down and the strands of limp hair obscuring a great deal of her well-made-up face from view. Her hands were in her lap. She sat still. With a click the button on the tape recorder was pressed.

"The time is nine-thirty am, the twenty-fifth of October. Commencing interview with Misa Amane, previous suspect for the theorized copy-cat killer referred to in this investigation as 'the second Kira.' Now being interviewed under the suspicion of unspecified co-operation with 'Kira' and conspiracy in the mass-murders committed by the criminal referred to under this name.

Do you understand and confirm the conditions I have specified for this interview, Amane-san?"

The blonde girl took a deep breath. Her chest moved up and down and the quiet sound trembled in the silence of the room.

"Yes," she said quietly and clearly.

"Could you please state your name yourself for the tape," L asked in his smooth tones.

"Misa Amane, I am Misa Amane."

"Thank you Amane-san."

On the other side of the glass, the huge one-way mirror which took up one whole wall, sat the rest of the investigation team. Light sat in the far corner where his father, and now and again other members of the team, would glance across at him. Their eyes were questioning. They all knew that Light had been released from suspicion and that he had been working with L privately leading up to this arrest. They knew he must know what L was planning. While they didn't.

L's eyes were cast down while his fingers absently traced the lines in the table.

"I'll make this quick and easy for you Amane-san," he said quietly, "I've gone over all the evidence I have against you, I've looked over everything and I have talked at length with the young man, Light Yagami, who you have a intimate relationship with and because of said relationship has been previously a suspect to be 'Kira' and as I am sure you must be aware by now I have formed a reasonable idea to what the truth of this matter is.

This leaves you and I with two choices Amane-san. Either I can prosecute you under what evidence I have, which will serve no purpose in forwarding the investigation, or you can give me all the information that you have and I shall give you a full release, and further protection if you require it.

It is your choice Amane-san. It makes no real difference I suppose, when I really consider things. I am certain that even if I am wrong about any minor details my thory is correct. Still there is the small, very small possibility that there is something I have missed.

In any case it would be good to have it confirmed."

Misa swallowed and took another breath.

"I told you already that I will confess," she hissed, her voice a mangled rush, "I told you I will."

The deal had been a painful long one, in front of the team, each of them agreeing that if Misa did indeed confess then she would be released from suspicion and given protection. None of then knew what it was Misa would be confessing to exactly, although L had given a great many hints that Misa seemed to understand; her eyes wide, her lips trembling.

"Good," L said softly, "well then I suppose we should start at the beginning; with the tapes that you sent to Sakura TV. You sent all the tapes correct?"

"Yes," Misa confessed, "I sent the tapes,"

"Did you make them?" L asked, raising his eyes to stare at the young girl.

"I made recorded the audio and I made the tapes, the graphics, the dubbing, but the words that you hear – I did not compose them."

"Tell me now, Amane-san, have you ever had direct or indirect contact with 'Kira' and have you ever had direct or indirect contact with the theorized 'Second Kira?'" The blonde girl was silent, her head bowed down low. "Tell me. Have you ever had contact with either 'Kira' or the 'second kira'?"

"I don't know!" Misa cried out, the tears could be seen when she lifted her head up and banged her hands down on the table, "I don't know!" She gave a little sob, "I don't even know now!"

There was another short silence.

"Please start at the beginning then; how you came to make those tapes," L said calmly while the blonde girl seated across him drew in her breaths unevenly. Misa swallowed down the cries and in time the room became silent once more; her cries quieted.

"I wanted to meet Kira. I wanted to know Kira. I wanted to help Kira," she said slowly, her voice still quivering with emotion, "I've always been a Kira supporter." She swallowed again. Another silence passed. "I joined these Kira support sites. I talked to hundreds of people online. We were all Kira supporters and we just wanted to show our support and encouragement. I wrote on every site about how much I wanted to help Kira…

Then…I was contacted by someone asking if I really wanted to help Kira, a private message on this site. I replied that of course I did – I would do anything. I got so excited because…the way that it sounded…It was like they actually knew something about Kira! But then after that…there was nothing.

I almost gave up waiting and then I got sent another message, this time in a e-mail…the email said it was from Todia Banking, I have an account with them, but when I saw when I opened it that it wasn't actually from Todia...although it had the bank's address, details and everything….It had a message and the person told me that they were Kira! They asked me if I truly wanted to help and said if I did I shoild follow this link they provided in the e-mail.

The link lead me to a page with instructions – the instructions about making the tapes and sending them to Sakura TV! It had a full transcript of what each of them should say. It said that if I did this then Kira would contact me again and I could continue to help him!"

The room was filled with another short silence following this outburst of information.

"What happened then after you sent the tapes and they were partially aired?" L asked.

"When I watched the T.V. And people died as the tapes predicted I was so excited! I thought that it must be Kira whom I had made contact with! But there was nothing after the tapes were all aired…and then there was that message apparently from the the real Kira! And I was so confused! All I could do was wait until finally – I got the message. It said it was from a different place this time but again when I opened it I saw that it was from the person."

"What did it say?" L asked quietly.

"It didn't say anything about the other Kira tape aired, it just game me instructions for the second tape…the response…I didn't understand at all because I thought that the person sending me the tapes was Kira…but then they were responding…But I decided that I should just follow the instructions. I had seen proof when the tape was aired…I made the tape and I wrote out the diary entries to send – it was all there in the instructions. And then…It was just waiting…nothing happened….But I knew that something was going to happen…it must…Then finally there came the message…"

"And this one?" L asked.

"It…It assured me that he was Kira…it didn't explain about the tapes though…it just said that it was necessary…"

"That was all?" L asked. Misa nodded, her face still pale, her cheeks wet.

"That was all he said about the tapes but…then he asked me if I would commit once again to do something for him…"

"And what was that?" Misa shifted her eyes down and lowered her head right down. "You must tell me," L said quietly.

"The message asked me to seek out Light Yagami, the son of Chief Yagami of the police force and become involved with him. It didn't say why but it said that further instructions would follow provided I was able to get close to him." There was a long silence.

Behind the glass the members of the investigation team turned to stare at Light seated in the corner, he did not meet their eyes.

"Light…" Matsuda began, "did you know…" but his full query trailed off as L began to question Misa.

"Can you remember the names of these websites, of these links?"

"Yes," Misa replied, "of course, but the site where I was contacted has been deleted now. The links went dead after twenty-four hours and I was told I had to delete the messages I was e-mailed. They only had the address and details of the companies they were posing as anyway. There was never any way for me to actually reply to the messages and reach him."

There was another silence. Then L asked,

"How did you organise a meeting with Light then?"

"I looked up his name and address and his details and then I just went round his house. I told him that I had a friend at his university, an English girl who was studying abroad here. I said that she had asked me to take back a book that he had leant her because she was going back to England for a while and I don't live that far away. It was the only thing I could think of…His family believed I was a friend of his and when I told him the story I had come up with he accepted it too – although he told me the book definitely wasn't his. I told him that my friend must have made a mistake, she was English after all…I could tell he had no idea who I was and he definitely didn't remember my English friend…But I think he either decided that he must have just forgotten my face, or her name and was trying not to let on…or he believed it was a genuine mistake and was being polite…

After that…I just sort of tried to laugh off the mistake…break the Ice…and…well…it wasn't so hard…" She started to cry again, quieter than before, but more forcefully.

"I really do love him though," she sobbed, "I fell in love with him almost immediately! When…When I was arrested I realised that the point of me getting in contact with Light was to get him arrested…I didn't know he was under any suspicion when I made contact with him! It was only afterwards that he told me that he knew he was under consideration…because of his father…

I felt so guilty. But I couldn't do anything!" She dissolved into sobs. After a time had passed L asked,

"Was the message asking you to become close to Light the last one you ever received?" Misa nodded.

"I think that if I hadn't been arrested for being careless with the tapes more instructions would have followed," she choked on the words, "but I realised that eventually…it would have been the goal…to somehow get Light arrested, or incriminate him in someway…at least for a while."

Misa continued to cry quietly while L sat in silence and then the man leant forward and saying,

"Interview terminated at ten forty-two am," and pressing the button with a click.

Can you guess what will happen now? I'm worried that it's a little anti-climax after all the plotting and angsting...but well...It's not like I could just have 'em shoot everyone and then fly away in a helicopter into the sunset....