Alright, next chapter! This one is labeled "Ryuga Hideki". And to those of you stuck in the world of Death Note, no. Not the famous super-star.

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LawlietLover - Aha, thank-you. ^-^
twilightfen - Yes, I found that weird. I mean, L's not weird, you wanna see weird? Look at a panda with make-up.. Actually, that's kinda cool. Eh, at first, Light seemed okay "normal". Then it hit me like a wall of bricks, - creep -.

Augh! Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note nor do I own the character's within. I do however own my OC's and a tube of sparkles. All right's go to their respected owners.

And the chapter begins. 0_0 The tube of sparkles fell into my hair. -_-

Personally, when I thought I'd meet my other half, I hadn't expected it to be in a cliché type of way. Like for example, something happens to the guy/girl and the other half goes and helps. Neither had I expected him to look so... quaint, not quaint in a horrible way but... beautifully quaint. Like a piece of art, with lots of meaning/potential behind it.

I felt oddly dizzy; maybe I had hit my head on the sidewalk. As I tried to comprehend what had just happened, I noticed his lips moving, but no words came out. I couldn't bring up the voice to ask him what had he said, but I had managed to open my mouth halfway, struggling to talk.

Everything came back in a rush, as if a bomb had been dropped and the whole scenario of your senses coming back to you.

"Are you alright?" he asked again, his looks plain, but obviously showing a bit of sympathy within it. I managed a small nod, before shutting my mouth closed again. His hand was by his side again, his other thumb in his mouth as he stared intensely at me. "Are you sure? You managed to hit your head on the concrete."

So that's the dull aching in the back of my head. "Uh... Yeah. I'm cool." I said, probably making myself sound dumb. He nodded, watching my every move. He reminded me of a hawk, not those old hawks - okay, but a hawk. Moreover, a cute hawk, like... a baby one.

"I'm Ryuga Hideki." he said, waiting for me to introduce myself. I mentally rushed, trying to remember my own name in front of him. It was quite hard after all; I was standing in front of my half.

"O- Oh, I'm Jace Kaze." I said, after having to go through a long line of memories to remember it. He nodded again, before bringing up the same question he had asked before introducing himself.

"Are you sure? You seem to be having trouble remembering things. You may have hit your head harder than you thought." he said, not making any sudden movements. She shrugged, it couldn't be that bad.

"Ryuga, I'm fine." she muttered, "Don't you have some place to be?" she asked. Sure, she wanted him to stick around and learn more about him, but she was worn out. Light had probably taken her all around campus.

He looked at the time, nodding. "Thank you for that reminder. It was nice meeting you, Jace." he said, keeping the non-emotional facade on. She shrugged.

"I guess, bye Ryuga... Will I see you again? New friends I tend to make stray away from Me." she said casually, as he stared at her. She waited patiently for an answer, hoping they would meet together sometime.

"Yes, I'm sure of it." with a wave, he darted off to probably catch his ride. She thought of those eyes, trying to remember where she had seemed them before... Curse her memory!

As she walked home in silence, pardoning the normal everyday routines, she remembered where she had seen those eyes. Those eyes haunted her some nights...

She was sitting Indian-style on the floor. Papers strewn across the room, she stared in front of her. There sat a crouching boy, with an intense stair and bed-head type of hair.

"Why?" was the only word that had emerged from her mouth. She was confused, she didn't know this boy, and neither did she know anything about what was going on. The boy tilted his head, shrugging.

"It was necessary." was all he had said. The way he had said it, so plain, it angered her. She hated being angry, but when someone fueled it...

"Don't give me that kind of answer! You know you didn't have to! I even gave you my life!" she yelled at him. He remained still, not moving a muscle to yell back at her or of any sort. That only angered her more.

"Yes, but I didn't need It." he said, not wanting to engage into a word-war. She fumed, standing up staring at him. Her odd purple-like eyes glared the boy down; he didn't dare move, knowing it would only encourage her more.

"To hell with that! You were dying! Why wouldn't you take it! I would still be breathing! It's not like I'd die..." she said the word 'die' softly, not wanting to touch the sharp subject. He looked at her.

He immediately switched subjects, not wanting her to press further into the cold fire. "You want to know why I did it?" he asked again, this time, his voice hoarse as if recalling a tragic memory in time.

"Y- Yes, I've been asking you for so long now..." she stated, dropping the argument as if it never existed. He stared at her intensely before answering.

"Because-"

She couldn't recall the rest of the memory, as she pushed open the door to the house. She could only remember those eyes, those eyes which bored into her own. She noticed her dad sitting on the couch, watching television. She threw her coat on the hanger before making her way to the stairs.

"How was it?" he asked, hoping the plan was executed perfectly. She only shrugged, her halo glimmering softly and her wings tiredly flapping.

"It was alright." she said, "I'm going to go to my room, I'm pooped." and with that, she went up to her room. Dropping her messenger bag on the floor, she flopped unto her bed.

"... Who are you Ryuga?" she yawned, falling asleep. She loved sleep, even if it was only for a minute. It was the only place she could escape to, from the horrors of the world. But it had its disadvantages

Because right behind her back, Light and Ryuga (or L) were planning to use her as bait or something else of the sort. The worst part was, she was in the middle of the battlefield, as they were preparing to drop MOAB's.

For those of you who do not know what MOAB's are, it stands for Mother of All Bomb's. I'm not sure how this chapter turned out, it looks a bit longer than the first I had wrote. Or I could just be hallucinating. Well, ... Bye, Lovelies. ^-^