A/N: Here comes the second chapter ^^

Now, I changed the title because the last one seemed a little bit too common and didn't seem very well adapted to the story... I hope that this one sounds better x)

Also, yesterday night, around three in the morning, I was suddenly struck by inspiration for this chapter (I have the basic outline of the story done, but the outline for this chapter looked more like a headless and ribless skeleton than like anything else x)). Therefore, I stayed awake till seven in the morning, writing this chapter.

I sincerely hope that my late-night inspiration managed to create a nice chapter and that you're gonna like it :)

Well... Till the next time... I offer you the second chapter of this fanfic.

Chapter 2 : Of Monsters and Angels

The girl was smiling. Then, she started chuckling. Mello still held her head. Was she laughing at him? No... She wouldn't dare. He released his hold on her. She let her head hang, but was still chuckling. Or did she start to cry? It was pretty unclear... She was shaking. The effect of the drugs was still too strong on her and Mello was growing impatient. He bit on his bar of chocolate, looking around.

"Too much" he said without really looking at anyone. "You gave her too much."

"Well... We did what should have been done..." muttered Skyer, but Mello didn't seem amused.

"Yes, and she's still under the effect. Tell me, how do you want me to do anything with her while she's like this?"

"Oh, you meant to..." giggled Roy with, but Mello's glare stopped him.

"She's Chief Yagami's daughter and she may know the Kira. She may even be... related to Kira." Mello's tone of voice dropped by the end of the sentence, almost whispering the last part.

"Well... We just have to wait until the effects wear off. And then... You can do whatever you want." stated Roy almost apologetically.

Mello bit off another piece of his chocolate eyeing his hostage questioningly. His gaze occasionally wandered around, pausing now on Roy, now on Skyer, now back on the still shaking hostage. There was no reason to feel nervous, he repeated to himself. Up till now, everything was going according to plan. Yagami shall come looking for his daughter in a couple of days and they would receive the Death Note. Yes. Everything was going just fine. Just fine... But there was more to this. He felt that they - that he - could get even more out of this situation... But what? Certainly, he will be content with what they'll already get, but... There is a probability that there may be something more... Could this girl know things that they don't? Things that they could need? Things that could make him take the upper hand, the step above the one on which currently stands Near? Maybe... Maybe if he...

He bit off another piece of his chocolate and realized that he almost finished the entire bar. He should go and get some more if he wants his brain to continue functioning normally. He looked back at the hostage. She wasn't shaking anymore and head was still hanging. She probably fell asleep.

"Um..." started Skyer "We can keep an eye on her 'till she's aware again. It won't take long... We can give her a few slaps if she doesn't come to her senses soon enough..."

"I'll go up and get some more chocolate. Call me when she wakes up."

Sayu was not asleep. Sayu was in heaven. Up till now at least... Sayu saw an angel. Sayu smiled at the angel's face. She was dead, killed by all the fear, the unbearable fear that consumed her in the moments when she could feel no heaven anymore, the fear that grabbed her limbs and dragged her to infinity, and infinity was filled with pain and suffering. But she saw an angel! An angel who smelled of chocolate and who would take her to heaven when the time comes. It was a nice thought... And then she thought about her parents. They would learn how she had died and they would be devastated… Despite the happiness that she was feeling up here in heaven, the thought of leaving the one's she loves behind made her feel guilty and chuckle nervously. And she couldn't stop it. She chuckled, she cried, and then she was cold.

Cold...

She was shivering with cold. Cold that hurt her both physically and mentally, cold that brought her back to reality. The scent of heaven weakened and the smell of chocolate was no longer consuming the air, being reduced just to one tiny portion of various - mostly damp and unpleasant - smells composing the odor of the place where she was. However, her shivers did not get her back to the nightmarish visions that she expected to experience after the heavenly ones, like the time before. They brought her someplace worse. Someplace real. She was finally able to see. She could now clearly see her knees, and the soil, and a pair of boots. The boots went away, taking with them the last remnants of the perfume of chocolate, leaving a void in the air. A void, filled with nothingness. It was as if the last ray of sun decided to leave this world. It was only then that Sayu realized that she had stopped shaking.

For a couple of minutes, she felt nothing. Then, slowly but persistently, as a vile herb that grew inside her body, fear. It had started in the place that always takes the beating of every negative emotion, in her stomach. Then it spread through her chest, filling her lungs, stealing the place needed for breath. It climbed up her throat, threatening to come out of her mouth and out of her nose, threatening to make her vomit the vile feeling of dread. But she didn't. She swallowed all her fear, all her pain. However, she could not hold back her tears. Her eyes were not powerful enough to withhold the bitter pain and the inhuman fear that was consuming her.

Unfortunately, her tears did not stay unnoticed. Somebody grabbed the back of her head again and made her look up.

In front of her were standing two large men. Two monstrous figures. She recognized the two men who kidnapped her. Everything made sense now. Everything, but the reason why. They kidnapped her, they drugged her and they brought her here. She never saw heaven and she never saw hell. What she saw earlier that day were only drug-induced hallucinations. In her hallucinations, they would look like monsters, but now that she could clearly see, she knew that they were something worse: they were people. And they were huge. They could crush her with one strike; they could make her head fall of her shoulders with one well-placed blow. They could tear her down to pieces with their bare hands. And they could do much more. Much worse.

The panic got the better of her and Sayu started screaming. One of them slapped her. So she screamed more. She started imagining the worse, she thought about how they were going to beat her, to torture her, to rape her, to kill her, about how they were monsters in human form and about how she was never this terrified in her entire life. She was screaming on the top of her lungs, she was screaming so much that she forgot to count the slaps that she received. She felt them, but not individually. She felt every slap like just another wave in the ocean of pain that was never going to end. They would torture her, and she would die, and she would never even realize what she did to deserve that. She screamed and cried so much that she was not able to distinguish the words that the men were shouting at her. If she was going to die, let her just die then and there, so she would not have to suffer through worse. It was only when a distinctive scent of chocolate managed to get through all the pain and reach her nostrils that she calmed down. She felt a final slap delivered by one of the two men, (then saw said men being hit on the head by the other one), but the pain was bearable since what to her was a ray of light in darkness entered the room again.

She raised her head and turned it in the direction from which the sweet scent of chocolate was coming. Her eyes widened. Was she hallucinating again? The perfume seemed to emanate from the figure on the other side of the room. The angel! The angel she saw in her hallucinations! He was walking towards her. He was wearing dark clothes, but they seemed to be shining with an otherworldly glow, and his hair looked as if it was made of pure gold. Maybe it was the lights, she thought. Or maybe she was still under the effects of drugs... Or maybe, just maybe, he was a real angel. After all, it was he who emitted that scent of chocolate that would make even hell smell like heaven.

Mello was busy licking his newly open chocolate bar when he noticed movement on the small television that let the entire mafia crew see what was happening downstairs. Snyder was the only one who appeared fully focused on the events downstairs the whole time, the rest of the mafia being too busy with their games, their whores, or in the case of Mello, his chocolate.

"Mello, she's woken up!" said Snyder in what sounded like an unexplainably amused tone.

Mello saw Roy and Skyer hit the girl a couple of times. She was screaming. There was no sound, but it was obvious. Mello jumped from the sofa, breaking the huge piece of chocolate that melted while he was licking it and tossed it into his mouth. He wanted to hurry towards the hostage, but ended up coming back for another bar of chocolate. What he already had in his hands wasn't going to be enough. He sprinted back again to the doors, earning some well-hidden chuckles from the mafia boss.

"Don't fall down the stairs!" Rod Ross yelled after him as Mello was running to the cellar.

The young man didn't even look back.

When he reached the room in which Sayu was held prisoner, something unexpected happened. He heard her screaming as he was coming down the stairs, yes, but as soon as he entered the room, she stopped. Skyer hit her one more time, which was unnecessary and could reveal itself to be counter-productive, but she didn't start screaming back again. Roy hit Skyer on the back of the head, which was probably supposed to mean that he shouldn't have hit Sayu when she stopped screaming. When Mello turned towards the girl, he saw her eyes deeply buried in his own. She didn't even blink. His presence in this room seemed to have turned her into stone. She wasn't moving; she looked as if she wasn't even breathing. She was stunned and almost scary in her immobility. Mello started walking towards her. His last prisoner was stunned with fear when he first saw Mello too. Granted, this was not the first time that the girl saw him, but the last time - which was only some fifteen minutes ago - she was probably too drugged to realize. He liked the fact that he looked impressive and intimidating. He was able to make people fear him. Yet, this was the first time that somebody stared at him this way. When the others stared at him, they stared with fear, or begging for something. Nobody was ever as insistent as she was. Maybe she was still under the effect of drugs? Her eyes were deep and widened as he walked closer to her. He took a bite of his chocolate. The crack of it echoed through the silence.

At the exact moment as he grabbed her by her shirt in order to question her his way, she started breathing heavily. What was she playing at? He tried to ask her a question, but before even a sound escaped his lips, she started breathing deeper, louder. Hyperventilating. Mello didn't like this and he already waited for too long for her to give signs of cooperation. What was the point of this behavior? She could be afraid, but being afraid wouldn't make her breathe as if she was on the verge of an orgasm. Or rather on the verge of vanishing? Whatever it was, it was annoying. Was she toying with them? Trying to see for how long she could delay the interrogation. She was frustrating. Mello let go off her shirt and glanced at Roy and Skyer. Skyer interpreted it as a sign and slapped the girl, shouting at her to calm down. Sayu, on the contrary, added crying to hyperventilating. Roy came in, starting to shake her, threatening that they'll cut off her tongue if she doesn't cooperate. As a result, Sayu started screaming again.

Mello was getting sick of this entire situation. He pushed Roy away, deciding to shut her up himself, no matter what it takes, but as he grabbed her shirt again, telling her to be quiet, she screamed something else. She screamed the word "angel".

"ANGEL!..." she screamed again, and her eyes buried themselves into Mello's one more time. "An...gel..."

She was still shaking and sobbing. Mello looked as unfazed as ever, even though deep inside, he was slightly confused. He was still holding her by her shirt, his face close to hers.

"Angel..." this time, she smiled. "You came back. You will save me, right?"

Her voice was weak and cracked and she was smiling through the tears. Mello hoped that she didn't lose her mind in the process. Could she have snapped so quickly? Or was this another trick of hers? He moved closer, trying to examine her face more precisely, trying to notice whether she would show a tic, something that could explain why she was behaving the way she did.

"You smell of chocolate."

She looked away from his eyes for a moment. She noticed that he wore a rosary around his neck. She let her gaze run briefly through his face before setting on his eyes again.

"You are an angel" she stated, as if she was certain of it. Her voice was still weak and barely above a whisper

"You won't hurt me, will you? You look like an angel..." she cracked another smile. "You'll stay with me, won't you?"

Mello released her and stepped back. Skyer and Roy exchanged glances. Now she looked more panicked. Mello moved away, as the remnants of her short smile turned into a suddenly terrified grimace. Mello turned his back to her and started walking towards the door.

"Bring her to my room!" he ordered.

Sayu did not hear that. Sayu didn't hear anything but the blood pulsating through her ears. She was terrified once again.

"Angel?" she tried to call back, but only saw him disappearing behind the door. The panic was seizing her more and more.

"ANGEL!" she screamed, tears running down her face "ANGEL! ANGEL!"

The door closed.

A/N: Well... Here comes the end of another chapter ^^

Sayu's blood stream finally got rid of whatever it was that they injected into her veins and now she's able to think more clearly... Or is she?

When I publish the next chapter, I also intend to put a cover photo for this story :) I realize that my angry owl avatar doesn't really reflect the mood of the story xD

Also... REVIEWWWWWW! I love reading those and according to my traffic stats, this story was read by a bunch of people, but I don't know whether they liked it or they absolutely hated it and it's an extremely weird feeling x)) so don't be shy, I love you anyways no matter what you write in your sweet reviews x)