Alright. Here's a new chapter to TPY. This is the one I accidentally wrote before L's filler. -_-'

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twilightfen - Thanks for the review. Yes, there is not that much information on the character's, moreover it's just L's thoughts. I didn't have a faint idea on what to do for having the surveillance camera's and wire taps removed, so that chapter practically came out of the blue. Ah, yeah, the whole atheist thing. I had only guessed that 'cause how he had fallen out of his chair (poor L), stating "Are we supposed to believe in shinigami?" or something along the lines like that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note nor any character's within it. I do however own the OC character's and anything that was not inside the manga/anime. All right's go towards their respected owners.

.. I'm staring at food in a video. Literally. -_- Now I want a chicken sandwich. Oh, sorry for late upload I guess. -_-'

She sat on a high chair sipping at her orange juice. She was on her laptop (when was she not?) typing away. She heard the front door open and close and the shuffling of feet. Remaining silent so she could focus, her father walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Jace." he said, pulling out the orange juice carton. She waved a 2-finger salute to state she acknowledged him. He sat across from her, as he sipped his orange juice is silence. The only sound was the outdoors and the typing on her laptop.

She looked up confused, "Do you need something, dad?" He only shrugged, finishing the juice. Placing the cup in the sink, he sat across from her again. She shut her laptop, "Dad, do you need anything?" she managed to keep a leveled voice, hiding the annoyance in her voice.

"I think so. You should attend a university! Like... To-Oh University." he smiled. It was actually creepy. She raised an eyebrow at his antics, he was never this... happy. It scared her.

"I don't think I need to. You've already did that to Me." she muttered, pointing at degrees. She dragged a bag of chips with her to the floor. She sat next to the glass door, watching outside. Her father thought of another way to get there...

"I already got you a tour!" he smiled satisfactory, knowing she couldn't turn something down when it's been placed in already. He watched her reaction, as she pressed her forehead to the glass. "You're going to leave a smudge on that." he stated, not expecting her to hit her head. She had only shrugged, eating a chip, with half her face squished to the door.

"D'aw, dad... Do I have too?" she asked, peeling her face off the door. He nodded a wry grin on his face. It reminded her of the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. It was quite frightening in fact. He had left with the same grin on his face, only having to remove it as soon as he exited. It was then replaced by a tired, firm line.

Weekend had come faster than she had anticipated. As she made it to the University, she noticed a face she hadn't hoped to see in a while - making that forever. Light Yagami. She always got a bad vibe from him, even when she was little. She had always ditched him for Sayu claiming it was 'cooties', sadly, that would not work now. She plastered a fake smile on, making her way to Light.

"Hey, Light, long time no see, huh?" she asked in disbelief, how could she stand her own ground against someone she truly despised. He looked up smiling, it faltered when he saw who it was, but it grew again. She was confused at the sudden action, confused of how he hadn't been able to keep his cool for a mere second.

"Hi Jace, it has been a long time! How are you?" he smiled. She shrugged, as they walked. "Oh, well, that's great!" He smiled another cheesy smile. She couldn't help but glare inside, and mentally curse her father. He began talking about the University as they began walking.

She blanked out ignoring whatever he had said. It frightened her at how 'perfect' he seemed to be on campus. It was... strange. Odd enough, it was very strange. She turned to look at the boy; he had stopped and was smiling at her as if to say, 'are you going to answer any time?'. Impatient, are we?

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" she asked, breaking out of her silent trance. He looked irritated, but kept the façade going.

"Oh, I said, how do you like the place?" he smiled, as they started walking again. She shrugged, sure it was a nice place, but she preferred staying at home rather than having to keep on moving, like at a campus or university.

"Oh... Uh, it sounds great!" she lied coolly. He smiled in satisfaction, as they walked again to tour the more sport-like areas.

She noticed a boy with messy black hair lurking around. She couldn't help but feel a sudden attraction to him... He looked right into her eyes...

Those eyes... Those eyes, where have I seen those before? She asked shocked. Light said something about tennis, so she had to jerk her head towards him. She smiled and nodded, turning back to look for the black void and the messy hair. She gave up, unable to find him, she sighed.

Light hadn't noticed her change in emotion (or he had, but was do egotistic to care [he always did come off cocky].) and was rambling on about tennis. She sighed, not wanting to listen to him drone on and on about sport.

"Hey Light, is this tour almost over?" she asked impatiently. He stopped in his tracks, looking at his watch. He looked behind him then at me with a sick, twisted smile. She looked at him confused; first he was all "peppy cheerleader" to "Snow White's Step-mom".

"Huh, time goes by quickly! Well, it was nice seeing you again, but I have to run!" he waved as he walked off.

She sighed under her breath walking forwards, noticing the messy black hair; she jerked her heads towards him. He was sitting in a crouched position, eating a cake. He was watching her (from what she could tell) with great interest. Her head cocked to the side, watching him. He obviously liked strawberry cake; she could tell by the way he ate it.

He hadn't taken his eyes off her, as he emptied his plate. She tilted her head to the side, as if it were a game. He tilted his the other way, acknowledging that she noticed his presence. She stared at him, not moving a bit, until someone bumped into her.

"Ah, sorry." he mumbled, moving on his merry way. She shook her head, Rude are we? She scowled at the direction of the rude man. When a hand was offered to her, she gratefully took it standing. She thanked the person, looking up, only to see the messy-haired boy. Her breath hitched, he was more… beautiful, up close.

And I decided to end it there, because I'm that kind of person. -_- I really, really do not know what to do next. *sigh* .- Bye, Lovelies. ^D^