Hey everyone, here is a recap of why I haven't posted lately. . . . . .

Location: Hospital

Doctor: Oh good your awake! You know poison isn't very good for your digestive system.

Lisa: Yeah I know that, what happened to me?

Doctor: I simply had to remove your liver, and replace it with someone else's, I am glad there are people out there who donate livers.

Lisa: T _ T . . . . liver?

*Lisa picturing some old man who is dying donating a green liver.*

*Police enters*

Police: So, Miss Laura, how exactly did you get your hands on this highly dangerous, illegal, toxic poison?

Lisa: . . .? who is Laura?

Police: Mallatoid Lisocilla Duranisome.

Lisa: but. . . . .um. . *thinks back to the chocolate ice-cream episode* . . . MELLO!

*Matt, however, enters, wearing a business suit and glasses, and pretending to cry in a handkerchief, he speaks to the police*

Matt: *sobbing* Why officer, I am so dreadfully sorry my sister did this to herself; I think you should lock her in prison for her safety, for her families safety, and for the children's!

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Lisa: I am skipping the rest, but basically, I have not been able to write fanfiction because believe it or not the police and doctor agreed with Matt! And I had a nine month sentence in jail! Plus the few of days I was knocked out for. . .

So now that I am writing again, I must say I don't own any death note characters or anime characters or anything besides my characters.

And the worst thing is, by observing the holiday dressed police men I believe that; I MISSED CHRISTMAS, AND VALENTINES, AND NEW YEAR, AND EASTER, AND TOTALLY ALMOST ALL OF SUMMER!

Matt: Hi, I am living in Lisa's room too, with Mello! = D

Mello: *leaves room*

Matt: 3 enjoy the chapter 3

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Things started going normally for the Yagami's and myself, they began to see me as a regular nuisance, and I began trying to get Light back for something that happened the first Tuesday I was there. . . . .

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Late Monday/Tuesday

"Hey, what do you mean I have to sleep in the bathtub?"

"Like I said there are no available beds, and since you are "mentally disabled" it makes sense for you to sleep in the bathtub." Light retorted, with a drawl, as if explaining things to a 2 year old.

Ryuk was cracking up so hard I was afraid he would knock some pictures off the wall, if shinigami could knock things off the wall. . . .

Then I noticed something in one of the photographs; it was a group of 5, Light's Dad, Light's Mom, Light, Light's Sister and some other boy with hollowed out eyes, definitely not Near or L, but somewhat similar in appearance.

While I was busying myself with the wall decorations Light shoved me in the bathroom and locked the door.

"Rats, more lockage."

. . . . . Light's Dad sure got a surprise a little while later. . . . .

Unfortunately I did end up falling asleep in the bathtub; don't judge it was like twelve at night, and erm, some people like taking baths in the morning. . . .so. . . . .we both screamed.

Light (hypocrite) blamed me for the entire thing, and decided to give me a bean-bag chair in the garage.

(At least the drips were warmer; but then again unknown Japanese insects attacking you if you move are not so fun.)

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"Hey Light!" I yelled storming into his bedroom that afternoon. "You're evil and we need to fix that!"

"Where did all this come from?" asked Light, annoyingly already straightening his stupid tie and picking up his ugly briefcase.

"I've been thinking last night that if I am living with an evil person, not changing you would make me evil too! I mean at least some people try to do their part in the world!"

"I see, so you're referring to the death note?" Said Light looking quizzically at me.

So I answered "Yeah, you beef headed murderer!"

"You're trying to get me to throw it away of my own free will?" asked Light.

"Right?" I responded. Not really knowing where he was headed with this.

"Then I think I'll keep it, anyway it is a lot less boring being a senior if you have a handy dandy killer notebook!" Said Light walking out the door and not waiting for me to respond.

"Wait a second mister, you can't-!" but too late, he was gone, and so naturally I made fun of him for awhile until I felt better, mimicking his slightly haughty walk, doing the hot guy celebrity hair flip, and pretending to carry around an ugly brief case, I really should ruin it sometime.

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Wednesday

I was having fun hanging out with Sui, and she showed me some foods I'd never bothered trying, like Anko (sweetened azuki bean paste), to which I cracked up, thinking of a Naruto character, also I had an onigiri, and some sausage shaped like octopus. I however did refuse to eat, Dried Octopus, Shishamo (scary, spooky, dead, looking-at-you fish), and Umeboshi plums.

After all that my teeth were feeling gross, I mean I don't know if you've ever considered this, but since I fell in Light's room I haven't been the most hygienic person, and I really really wanted a dentist check-up, however I doubted the Yagami's would pay the price. So I found some toothpicks and started picking my teeth.

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Light came home and found me sitting on his bed (lucky me, no booby traps) and picking my teeth with a tooth pick.

"Ewe, Why in my room?" came a sarcastic complaint from said person.

"Cause my teeth are dirty?" I replied, not bothering to really answer his question (answer being: I was trying to pick his stupid trap door with the led from a pencil in order to catch his desk on fire, before he came home.)

"Couldn't you use dentil floss, I doubt tooth picks are sanitary."

"They are called tooth picks for a reason Einstein." I said sarcastically a bit annoyed at how germophobic he always seemed.

"Fine, fine, eh bye." Light locked and closed the door. Which I thought was a bit out of way you know, since the lock is on the inside, and I could easily go and unlock it and leave.

Unfortunately for me, I was wrong. See Light apparently got to serious thinking when he heard from Saffron that I would be staying with him, and he had added a lock on the outside of his door!

So basically I was stuck in Light's room and I didn't even have anything to sabotage his ugly brief case with. Wait a minute, his brief case, it was right their left out in the open on the floor!

This could've been a trap, and if it was a bomb I'd have surely exploded, but luckily it was a bunch of Light's papers, so I dumped it out on his bed and started seeing if there was anything of interest.

It was mostly A+ school calculus II, documents about the population of Cyprus, or some flyers for a bird watches guild. There was however one interesting thing, a piece of paper with the a phone number sprawled onto it hastily, I wondered about it a bit, but I decided not to take any risks, and pocketed it.

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LATE Wednesday Night

After picking up his paper mass, playing dress-up with his suit jackets while practicing ballet, and trying to pry open the window several times with no luck, I began using all his sharpies and coloring on his wall; I mean, he still didn't know my name, so I was safe from death for now anyway.

I just finished my grand portrait of Light picking his nose, when I heard his door unlocking; Yikes, I sure hope he wasn't gonna get creepy like the first time we met, I mean so far, besides the odd sleeping arrangement he was pretty much a gentleman, boy was I ever wrong.

"Oh it's you." Light spat in a very unfriendly tone.

"Were you expecting some random blond model to follow you home and demand you become her boyfriend or something?" I asked, knowing all too well that this was not what he wished in the least.

"Just stuff it okay?" he said irritably, and then his eyes shot to his briefcase. "Did - you-?" he asked not quite getting the words out. (Boy, was I doomed or what).

After reshuffling and muttering under his breath, he turned on me, only to find a comical picture of a guy with his figure up his nostril. His eyes then darted at me holding the sharpie, and his breath became a lot heavier and more menacing.

Now I was pretty much terrified out of my wits by this point, I hurriedly got to my feet and Light started walking dangerously close, so I started backing up, (curse my choice of direction).

I didn't exactly look behind me, and ended up sort of leaning on the bed, with Light towering over me with anger gushing from his skin.

"H-h-hey there, just remember your reputation, kay? You know, no one suspects you yet or anything, and if you murder me it's all over!" I stuttered, completely hoping to luck out, and then escape to the garage, (evil insects are much safer then rampaging murderer's after all).

"Who said anything about Murder?" said Light tauntingly, looking me over wolfishly; and completely changing his demeanor on me, again. His auburn eyes looked so beautiful and so terrifying at the same time, I wondered how it was possible.

Yikes! I thought, I mean I guess an overly large white button down (that was slipping off my shoulder at this point), and some of his sister's soccer shorts, were not the best things to be wearing at this moment. My hair was cleaner now, but it was stilled frizzy and I'm sure my eyes were bugging out of their sockets; yep definitely not a desirable situation (well unless you read fanfiction, or something unlikely like that; then you'd probably love this).

He grasped my shoulders and forced me on the bed the rest of the way.

"Let's see if we can find out, just how good at dancing you are Ballerina Pink-Pink." He whispered in my ear coldly.

Seriously this was so out of character! Light wasn't supposed to be into girls at all, in the least, he was supposed to have some secret awkward crush on L! Wait unless, he was just scaring me for the heck of it, then that would kind of be in character, and it was working very well, I mean I was scared.

He removed one hand and unbuttoned my top button slowly, looking up to see my reaction; and I assume he wasn't expecting it, I was glaring ice cold at him with a hatred I had never had for anyone else in my life, how dare he exploit me like this! I didn't ask to be locked in his room, kept in his house, flung in his anime! Tears were coming out of my eyes in strands (against my will entirely), I didn't make a sound, but I know he understood what he was doing to me.

He got up and didn't look back at me once; he just marched right out the door and slammed it shut.

I was certainly confused, I mean one moment a guy is trying to open up something he shouldn't and the next he runs away, well at least I was still as pure as I'd always been; and Light was probably still fuming at me, but why the sudden change?

I didn't even reconsider the Garage, I was so worn out, I just grabbed the sheets pulled them over my head and fell into a restless sleep.

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Thursday

"Wow that was the best sleep I ever had!" I said stretching my arms upward and yawning at the same time (I mean seriously, bathtub? No sleep? Foreign Beatle attack? A bed is a good invention).

That's about when I realized where I was, cripes! At least he wasn't in here or- well I spoke too soon, he was lying sideways at the bottom of his bed, at my feet; well that was a little weird, but I guess he decided to come back up sometime when I was asleep; oh yeah, the previous night came crashing down on my head again, wow, I seriously needed revenge.

"Ryuk?" I asked getting up and quietly tip-toeing over to where the semi-invisible creature was hanging upside-down on the ceiling.

"Uh-huh?" was the only reply from the leathery encasement I received.

"Where were you last night?" I asked a sudden curiosity taking a hold.

"Apple Orchard, don't tell you-know-who though, he kind of banned it, bad habit ya know, equivalent of a bar and all." Ryuk said muffled, well he was a death god after all I guess he can do whatever badness he wants to.

"Okay, I won't tell; if- ." I started.

"If?" Ryuk started back.

"If you make sure that you-know-who, doesn't manhandle me again." I said grinning a little at the wonderful protection prospect.

"He manhandled you?" asked Ryuk a little surprised by his voice. "Well I am not sure how much I can stop him, I certainly won't kill him, that would destroy me to see, but I guess I could scare him a little for ya."

"Thanks". I whispered up to my new greatest companion.

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Sure running away was not the first thought that came to mind that day (pouring a jar of mustard on top of Light's brief case was), but it definitely came, and with a lot of thinking involved besides.

I mean worst case scenario I would be caught again by the mafia, and/or the warped police. But I doubted that would happen again. Anyway, I could get a job I mean I knew enough about Psychology to be a Psychiatrist Assistant (and we all know that this town needed it). Or I could bake Dango or something, maybe eventually save up to go back to ballet class? Wasn't sure actually if this dump has ballet class, but oh well worth a try right? Anyway my end result needed to be saving and marrying L!

I snuck out the door, finding it helpfully unlocked, and decided to steal a few of Sui's clothes so I could run away with style.

After walking a couple blocks, I felt a bit unnerved like someone was following me, but I shook it off, probably nothing after all.

Some Lady came up at whacked me with her purse, but other than that nothing much happened that was eventful.

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Thursday Night

I was worn down, I mean walking all day, and sort of preparing to walk all night was not the most pleasant I've ever felt. I sat down on a bench and lifted my sore heals. I leaned against the bench only to jump up again in pain, (seriously what was in that woman's purse?).

I heard some rustling again, and decided now was not the time for homeless creepers.

"Hey!" I yelled looking around and pretending to be completely in my comfort zone, (which was a lie).

A slim figure arose from the bush, kind of hunched a bit, with noticeably messy hair; man I wish I had a flash light.

He started venturing over to where I was sitting, not good not good, think Sierra, what was it they always teach you to do in these situations, why oh why had I chosen ballet over karate?

"Hey." Came a reply from an unusually deep young voice, he sat down next to me, and I looked at him in surprise but wait, I knew that posture, Knees up, hunched like a monkey . . . .but it couldn't be, why would- ?

"L?" I asked not quite believing myself.

"Hmm? You know of me, interesting; I'd say there is a 37% probability that you enjoy watching the news."

"It is you!" I shouted, leaping up beside myself with joy, not even thinking how weird this all was for him, and hugging him like a long lost friend.

"Good to see you to, have we met before?" he asked quizzically, patting my back hesitatingly.

"No, but I know everything!" I stated, grabbing his hand and dragging him into a standing position besides me.

"Do you really?" he asked his expression (if I could see it) unchanging, and his calm still intact.

"Well sort of, see you're going to die soon, and I came to warn you about it, so you can be alive and stop Kira!" I shouted practically waking up the whole neighborhood (which I found out later brought me nothing but trouble in the end).

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Mello: Hey Lisa writes, from her prison cell: Ahem: sorry to all commenter's and readers, about not being with you, but it takes forever for the policemen to scan the story and it took me forever to give them instruction on how to post it; furthermore every single little misspelling or miss punctuation was fully critiqued so no need, and plus finding paper and pen, then reading it all out to prissy police men so he could type it was a pain, so they are releasing me in a month, where I can definitely write at least 1 every couple of weeks; so no worries.

Matt: wow, Mello that was really lame and boring, she could've just told the truth about how she procrast-

Mello: *slaps hand over Matt's mouth* SHUT THE REAKING HARE DOWN!

Matt: *removing said hand* fine whatever, I am personally sad that the mafia weren't in this chapter, and that stopping before Friday was A HORRIBLE IDEA, but I guess Lisa was having "so called" fits with "so called" police men. ; )

Lisa: I CAN QUAIL MUFFIN, HEAR YOU MATT!

Matt: See?

Mello: HAMSTERS! NOW NO ONE IS GONNA RESPECT ME, GUYS I CAN TOTALLY POISON SASQUATCH'S SISSY'S, TAKE ME BACK MAFIA, GET ME OUGHTA HERE! ! ! !

Matt: Eat soap Mello, goodness there are some pre-adult readers out there.

Lisa: Well, that's my life ; ) ; Thanks for reading!