Misa walked into the dimly lit street towards her apartment when all of a sudden a shadow fell across her path. She looked back quickly as she felt a tingle ran down her spine; her heartbeat accelerated. She saw no one there. She had been used of creepy stalkers but that time she felt odd. It was something different.
"Someone has been tailing me since I went off home." She whispered to herself.
Misa turned a corner and accelerated her pace as she turned to look behind her back having an eerie feeling of a daunting presence behind her. But every time she did, she sees nothing but an empty stretch of the street. All so suddenly she felt something prickly fall from the sky. She looked up and saw a thick cluster of rain clouds.
"The weather seemed to be so fine a while ago. Probably the effect of global warming." She told herself, making her steps wider.
The rain started to fall from the dark sky which was followed by a rumble of thunder. Misa ran as she stepped on small water puddles forming on the pavement. Her thoughts of the "stalker" temporarily left her head. Just then she heard a buzzing sound coming from a lamp post beside her then the lights went off.
'Weird…'
"It seems that circumstances became my ally." An unfamiliar groggy voice resonated in the area. Misa looked back as guy with a black sleek hair appeared in sight but she can barely recognize his face.
"Hi Misa-chan." The guy said as he neared Misa who was already dripping wet.
Misa's eyes went wide in shock as she finally identified the guy as his former suitor whom she dumped about a year back.
"Hayato. What do you mean by that?"
"Well, nothing. Nothing really. I'm just happy that you still know my name." He said.
Misa didn't actually remember his name but thanks to her special eyes. 'Sometimes it's just handy to have these eyes.' "What are you doing here?"
"Well this is a street so you can't actually expect you to be the only one walking here. I might as well be the one to be asking you that. Why are you walking alone here?"
"I'm heading home. I'm used of being alone anyway." Misa said. She sure was right. Since that cruel night when her parents were murdered in front of her very eyes she learned how to be dependent and not to expect anyone to be with her always. She grew strong and self-sufficient.
"It's already late. And it's really dangerous to be walking alone."
"Hey hayato are you drunk? Well you better go home now. It's more dangerous for you to be lurking around here with your mind clouded and all." Misa said.
"No. I'm fine. I can manage. You know Misa-chan, you're the one in danger. No one can ever contain himself seeing you like that."
Misa observed herself and realized that she was wetter than she expected. Her skirt was already hugging her, revealing her slender thighs. She saw Hayato eying at her maliciously as he licked his lower lip. Just then Misa felt the coldness of the night. She felt really bad about the situation she was in.
'This is not good. He's drunk and he can't think clearly. He might as well do something that'd make me kill him.' Misa said to herself as she clasped her shoulder bag to ease the cold. Suddenly a thought came over her.
'The notebook. My death note!' Misa said as she fished in her bag looking for the death note. 'Oh no!'
She had actually left it I her apartment, locked in her drawer for safety. It wasn't really too safe to be carrying it around. But she was sure she had a piece of it somewhere in her bag. She was always ready for anything but now it seems that she had missed out on something very important.
Hayato held her wrist stopping her search. "Looking for your teargas somewhere?"
'Teargas? Sounds like a good idea. It'd sure come in handy but for now I've got nothing as such.' "No, something better eventually." Misa said mockingly.
"Well Misa-chan I'm not here to have one of your childish plays. I'm here to have a different kind of game.
'No. He can't probably think on --' Her thoughts were interrupted when Hayato grasped her wrist tighter.
"Ouch! Hayato that hurts! Let go of me!" Misa exclaimed wriggling her arm out of Hayato's hold but he was strong. "NO!! I SAID LET GO OF ME!! HEL--" Before she can actually finish her sentence Hayato placed a strong hand to cover her mouth. Misa instinctively bit his hand so hard creating fine wounds that started to ooze out with blood.
"Let go of me you horny man!" Misa said she kicked him hard on the shins. Misa sure knows how to fend for herself but unfortunately she was fighting against a brute.
Misa felt hot tears falling freely from her eyes as Hayato's grasp became harder and harder.
"Now give me what I came here for!" Hayato said wildly. And pinned Misa to the wall.
"NO!! BAKA!!" Misa said as she spat on Hayato's face.
Hayato hastily swabbed his face. "You are such a challenging girl Misa-chan. That's what made me crazy for you."
"Well you are indeed a lunatic but I don't think I am the problem here! HELP!!" Misa shouted for help but a streak of lightning followed by a roar of thunder intertwined in her call.
"I told you circumstances are with me. You can't do anything now. No one could've possibly heard you Misa." He said as he eyes narrowed to kiss her.
Misa looked around. The place was sort of isolated. The next house was actually still a block away.
Feeling her hopes slowly diminishing, she dropped her bag spilling its contents to the wet ground. Misa saw his lips nearing hers; she instinctively felt her blood curdling in fury as she automatically gave the guy a head bang. Instead of Hayato being hurt she felt as if her head was about to crack open anytime then. Misa yelped in pain. She tried twisting her body to break out of Hayato's body but to no avail.
"Stop hurting yourself Misa. You know we can work this over. Listen Misa, I don't want to hurt you." Hayato said as he began groping Misa's body.
Misa can't move her body. Hayato was pinning her tightly against the wall not allowing her to have any movements. "HELP ME!! ANYONE!! PLEASE HELP ME!! LIGHT!! REM!! HE--" Misa was unable to finish her sentence. She felt sleep overcoming her.
'No! Misa-misa can't sleep in a situation like--" Misa berated herself.
Hayato was pressing a handkerchief which contained a sleeping chemical on Misa's nose, making her fall unconscious.
Rem flew to the scene. 'Misa!' Rem exclaimed worriedly. She found herself unable to do anything in the situation. She was a Shinigami after all, untouchable, and yet she can't do anything to rescue Misa from the lunatic guy. Writing the guy's name in her notebook is a serious crime. It wasn't his time yet. Nor Misa's, but she was in grave danger from the hands of Hayato.
"Rem…" Misa said under her breath.
"Get your filthy hands off her." A familiar voice said.
Rem looked to where the voice came from. Misa tried to do her best to look from where the voice came from.
Hayato heard footsteps accompanied with splashing of water getting nearer. "I said take your filthy hands off her. Did you hear me or are you too stupid to comprehend?"
"Who are you anyway?" Hayato asked stopping in furthering on what he was doing. He saw a pale guy with a lollipop in hand appear from the shadows.
'Ryu…' Misa was unable to hear anything and felt her eyes getting heavier until she fell unconscious.
"You don't care about that anymore. Just let the girl go." The mysterious guy said as he fidgeted on the lollipop in his hand.
"Are you kidding?" Hayato said letting the unconscious Misa sit in a corner as he took out a Swiss army knife from his pocket.
"It seems like you had all of this planned."
"Not really, that girl is my girlfriend and we're trying to get along you know. So you don't actually have any right to pry in our own business you know."
The guy dropped the lollipop he was holding. "Well it doesn't seem like it." He said as he gave the guy a forceful kick at the side of his neck. He gripped his Hayato's shirt. "Don't ever lay your hands on her!" He scowled as banged Hayate's forehead with his own making the guy fall to the ground.
The guy took a cellular phone in his pocket and punched some buttons using his index finger.
"Hello Watari--" The guy said under his voice and started talking to the other person at the end of the line.
