Ryuzaki cruised out of the school slowly and cautiously, which annoyed me considering I like taking risks and he owned a firebird for Christ's sake.

"Ryuzaki, you should go faster." I whined as we got onto the highway.

"I think we're going fast enough Tsukiko." He replied.

I glanced at the speedometer. 55 MPH wasn't fast enough.

"Ryuzaki, what's the point of owning a bitchin' sweet ride if you refuse to go past 55?"

He sighed and smiled as he sped up to 80 MPH. My hair whipped wildly around my face, so I tied it into a messy bun.

"Now that's better!" I laughed over the roar of the wind and ejected Taking Back Sunday, replacing it with No Doubt's Rock Steady, my favorite album.

Ryuzaki looked surprised when I switched the track to Running.

"Are you feeling alright?" He yelled above the noise.

"I'm fabulous, why?"

"You're listening to all the sad songs."

I didn't think much of it, considering I love the sad songs. I simply nodded my head and smiled. When I nodded however, my aviators flew off the face and behind us. I gasped and climbed out of the seat, reaching behind the seat to see if it landed there. To my dismay, it didn't and lay cracked and broken on the side of the road.

"Sit down!" Ryuzaki yelled, yanking me back into the seat. "Buckle up, and I'll buy you a new pair on our way home."

I didn't want a new pair, I wanted my old ones. I pouted all the way to the doctor's office. When we arrived, Ryuzaki dropped me off in the front so I could sign myself in. I walked in and noticed crying babies and sick kids wiping their noses on their sleeves. Ick, I felt the need for some hand sanitizer. I scribbled my name on the sign-in sheet, considering everyone here has known me since I was a baby.

"Morning Tsukiko!" One of the nurses greeted. "What are you in for this time?"

"Eh, I have this chronic fatigue, and mom wants it checked it out."

The nurse nodded and floated back to whatever she was doing before. I sighed and grabbed a parenting magazine, considering there was nothing else, and took a seat. Moments later, Ryuzaki joined me and quietly sat next to me. He received a few stares from the way he sat, but everyone got used to it eventually.

"Parenting magazine? Is there something you're not telling me?"

I dropped the magazine and looked at him with unmoved eyes.

"Are you kidding?" I asked.

Ryuzaki shrugged and looked away. "Guess not.."

"Tsukiko Namida?" A nurse called.

She didn't recognize me so I dragged Ryuzaki along.

"He's not allowed in the room with you." She whispered.

"Nonsense. He's my boyfriend, he can come."

Ryuzaki blushed slightly at the word 'boyfriend', so when she escorted in the room and closed the door, he spoke up.

"Tsukiko, I'm not your boyfriend, Light is."

"Yeah I know." I replied and jumped up on the exam bed. "I just hate doing these things alone."

Ryuzaki nodded as a nurse came in and took my temperature, height and weight.

"Turn around young man." She croaked.

Geez, she had to be in her 70's.

"Why? I see nothing wrong with taking her weight." He replied.

"Women are sensitive, so turn around!"

I laughed quietly as Ryuzaki turned around. The nurse shifted the weights around and mumbled my weight.

"Wait, did you just say 110 pounds?!" I exclaimed.

The woman looked to Ryuzaki, and considering I spilled the beans, she didn't bother to lie.

"Well yes. Is that a problem?"

I dropped six pounds in a month? What the hell was that about?

"No, not really." I replied.

The nurse nodded and muttered that the doctor will be in soon.

"You want to talk?" Ryuzaki asked as I jumped back onto the bed.

"About what?" I quipped as I kicked my legs back and forth.

"I don't know, tell me one strange fact about you.

I own a Death Note.

Wait, speaking of Death Note, where's Malak? I looked around the room frantically, realizing I hadn't seen him since we were in school.

"What's wrong?" Ryuzaki asked, standing up.

"Nothing, just making sure no one's here."

I watched as Malak melted into the room. I sighed with relief as he approached me and whispered in my ear, "Sorry I took so long, I had some...unfinished business to take care of."

I didn't like the way he said 'unfinished business', but I left it at that as I addressed Ryuzaki's question.

"An odd fact about me? Well..let's see. I cry when I get angry."

"Everyone does Tsukiko."

"No, I mean like, really cry. It's weird."

Before Ryuzaki could tell me a strange fact about himself, the doctor walked in, carrying her clipboard and tapping it, mumbling to herself.

"Morning Dr. Halsey," I greeted as she set the clipboard down.

"Good morning Tsukiko. According to your mother, you've been complaining of chronic fatigue."

"Yeah." I sighed and yawned a little. "It's been going on for a few months now. I try getting enough sleep, but it doesn't work."

"Have you had any sore throats or fevers or chills?"

"Chills, yes. Sore throats, yes fevers no." I replied.

"Hmm." She thought for a minute than stood up. "I'm going to take a blood test, just to be sure."

"Be sure of what?" I asked in a panic.

"Just to see if you have mono." She replied and motioned to a nurse outside.

In moments, the nurse brought a butterfly needle and an alcohol swab. I felt my vision blur and heart pound. Sensing my nervousness, Ryuzaki moved to my side and touched my arm.

"If you get scared, you can hold my hand."

I immediately clutched his hand, enjoying the electric sensation it brought. Doctor Halsey hummed as she searched for a vein, tied it of with a tourniquet, then swab my arm with the alcohol pad, and I gripped Ryuzaki's hand until my knuckles went white.

"One, two--"

The good doctor didn't even get to three when she jabbed me with the needle. I gasped and felt lightheaded as Ryuzaki stroked my arm with his free hand.

"Just relax." He whispered. "It'll be over before you know it."

I felt relieved when she withdrew the needle, untied the tourniquet and rolled my sleeve down. I winced as she tapped the small vial of blood. She looked down at me, and I couldn't see her icy blue eyes through the glare in her glasses.

"I'll send these to the local hospital for analysis and call you with the results." She said as we walked out of the room and out of the building.

"I parked across the street." Ryuzaki pointed to the small corner where the bitchin' firebird waited.

I nodded and stood at the crosswalk. Ot of pure instinct, I grabbed Ryuzaki's hand and made a mad dash across the street. I noticed he was parked next to a gas station.

"I'm getting a soda. You want something?" He asked.

"Yeah, get me a Diet Coke." I said, hopping into the car.

He nodded and ran inside, coming back out moments later with a Diet Coke with lime and a Dr. Pepper. I thanked him and cracked it open, welcoming the awesomeness of diet soda.

"Thank you for dragging me here Ryuzaki, it was really sweet."

"It was no problem really." He replied, leaning closer.

I assumed he was leaning in for a kiss, so I leaned away.

"I'm dating Light." I whispered.

He took my hand and again I shivered from his touch.

"He doesn't have to know."

With that, he took my chin in his hand and I kissed him. I didn't resist, his lips were so much softer than Light's, and his kiss was sincere.

Oh, what was I thinking?!