--MALAK'S POV--

I sneered at L's comment to Tsukiko about drawing her naked. She laughed, but it frankly was not funny. I held my pen in my hand and slowly spelled out the name that appeared over his head.

L Lawlie…

I couldn't write down the 't'. My hand trembled slightly as I drew a line and I barely hovered over the paper as I was about to cross the 't'. I looked back to Tsukiko who was curled into his chest, smiling at the sensation it brought her. Humans always say that if you love something, you must let it go.

I shut my notebook, but I was not about to let Tsukiko go.

--NORMAL POV--

My knuckles were pressed tightly against my lips as I watched the Titanic begin to sink. I sniffled as Jack begged Rose to get in the life boat and watched as they lowered her down. I snatched up a tissue and dabbed my eyes, laughing that I was crying over such a scene.

"Don't cry," Ryuzaki whispered, wiping my tears away, "I hate to see you sad."

I brushed his hand away and continued to watch the movie.

"Comfort me after the movie." I replied.

I was now almost to the point of bawling when Rose let Jack go because he froze to death. Ryuzaki got up and shut the movie off, wrapping his arms around me assuring me it was only a movie and that will never happen in real life.

"It doesn't change the fact that it's so sad!" I sniffled.

He dabbed my eyes with a tissue and kissed my forehead so gently that my crying stopped. I looked up at him and smiled.

"I will never let you go Tsukiko." He whispered.

"I don't want you to let me go." I replied.

"Besides, she said she would never let him go, so why did she? And why didn't she move her fat ass over so he could get on?" Ryuzaki joked, trying to make me laugh.

It worked, and soon enough, I forgot why I was crying in the first place. I got up and stretched and was irritated by the silence in the house. Ryuzaki and I went upstairs to my room and switched on the Xbox.

"What do you want to play?" I asked.

Ryuzaki dug through my games, trying to decide. He laid out Halo 3, Viva Piñata! Party Animals, and Call of Duty 4.

"I'd prefer to watch you play a game." He replied finally.

I shrugged and reached for Civil War: A Nation Divided and popped it in.

"You like this game?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied and loaded my file, "It's a pretty sweet game. Historically accurate too, for the most part."

(Note to readers with short attention spans: Prepare for some boring education)

I was on Devil's Den, sniping out the Confederates who dared to even approach this place. My tongue was sticking out and I was leaning forward, completely concentrated.

"Did the Civil War actually have sniper rifles?" Ryuzaki asked, staring at the screen.

"Yes, actually." I replied without missing a beat.

"Have you ever been to Devil's Den?" He asked again.

I put the game on pause and faced him.

"No actually. I hear it's haunted though."

Ryuzaki nodded.

"I've been there a few times. While I was at the top of Devil's Den, I watched a black shadow dart up the hill, taking cover behind some rocks and the bodies of his comrades."

I shut off the 360 at this point, completely concentrated on Ryuzaki's stories.

"Did you see anything else?"

"Yes. While in Gettysburg, there's a statue there that turns around and has angry red eyes. I never saw it turn around, but a few people did. There's also a place near Devil's Den called The Triangle that all technological equipment fails."

"Did you lose anything in The Triangle."

"Yes. My cell phone failed and my CD player never worked again."

"Wow." I whispered.

I had always wanted to go to Gettysburg, but traveling to America was dangerous and expensive. Maybe Ryuzaki and I will go sometime.

(PS: Everything I said about Gettysburg is actually true. Readers should take their parents hostage and force them to go there. It's an amazing place.)

"Let's go see what Light and Misa are up to." I suggested.

"Good idea." Ryuzaki replied and glanced at the clock.

It was almost eight, so I walked down the hall and knocked gently on my mother's door. I didn't get an answer.

"Mom?" I whispered, opening the door, "It's eight o'clock. Time to get up."

I switched on the light and moved toward her bed, rolling her over. Her eyes were shut and she was cold.

"Oh for fuck's sake." I said between clenched teeth and called 911.

"You never seem to catch a break." Malak quipped as I gave the operator my address.

I hung up the phone and attempted CPR. I listened for breathing and a pulse, found none, and continued. Ryuzaki came into the room and saw me performing CPR and picked up the phone.

"I already called." I said calmly, listening for some breath.

I felt warm air tickle my air and sighed with relief. I heard the whirring sirens stop in front of the house and the ambulance personnel rush up the stairs.

"In here!" Ryuzaki called out.

The personnel placed her in the stretcher and placed a mask over her face, squeezing a bag to get her some oxygen. They rushed her down the stairs as Ryuzaki and I followed, watching them load her in.

"Would you like to ride with her?" A woman asked me.

"No. I have to see a close friend, then we will follow."

"We are taking her to the local hospital, is that alright?"

"That's fine, just go." I replied shortly and ran down the road toward Light's house.