Light –the little bastard- invited me to go to an amusement park with him. It was a slightly chilly day that I knew would be eventful. And telling from the shifting newspaper behind me I knew I was right. I glanced at Light, he looked cheeky as all hell and it doesn't fail to irk me to no end. Light caught my glaring and turned to me.

"What?"

"You got a little something all over your face" I motioned with a scrunched up face. Light looked confused and brought a hand to his face"
"What is it?" he said rubbing his face.

"The ugly" I grinned and he nudged me, chuckling.

The bus stopped and a lone man got on. His hands were deep in his pockets and his head was down, he walked up to the bus driver and pulled out a gun.

(I'm going to skip most of this part because quite frankly it is way too troublesome to go back and watching the episode over again)

All I really remember of that day is Light writing a note saying he would stop the hijacker and then the man- Raye Penbar- said that he would do it.

"It's too dangerous"

Then Light said that Raye might be in on the hijacking. He was going to show him his I.D but I turned to him, my vision red and wavering.

"I Believe You"

I turned to Light, his eyes were wide and calculating, he tried to insist.

"We don't know who this guy is-!" I cut light off by grabbing his hand with the piece of Death note paper that he had planned to drop oh-so-conveniently. I balled the piece of paper in my hand and stood.

"Ssshhh" I smiled and swayed, everything was starting to blurr. I wasn't supposed to mess up the flow but I had to. So as I ran up to the man, my vision veiled in red and something sticky was dripping down my face I raised my arm, my hands gripped each other and he turned to me, gun drawn and a look of panic on his face, he never shot at me, but I reeled my arms to one side and struck him on the side of the head with my elbow.

He fell, groaning and dropped his gun, clutching his head. Raye ran up from behind me and gripped the man's wrists and promptly cuffed him. My knees trembled and the numbers above Raye's head blinked and started to climb higher and higher. I coughed, dark red blood splattered on the palm of my hand and I clenched it, breathing deeply and counting my primes.

"Two, Three, Five, Seven, Eleven, Thirteen" I sank to my knees. The sound of car sirens could be heard in the distance. I kept counting, rocking back and force trying to make everything okay. The deep gurgle of my stomach acid sent my subconscious through flips.

"Hanna-chan?" I dully acknowledge Light's voice in the background with all the murmuring voices and growls and chirping of people and insects and oh lord I'm going to be sick.

A hand was placed on my shoulder. I quickly jerked away, mumbling obscenities. My fingers threaded through my hair, smearing blood and turning the brown into a dark brown. I looked up at Light who was standing over me with a hesitant look on his face. People had started to leave the bus a bit ago and now only me and Light were on it besides the prescence of Ryuk who was watching the whole scene play out with a weird smile across his face.

"One does not simply become god" I said.

Light looked shocked and something dark flashed across his eyes. I stood on shaky legs and glared at Light hard. My eyes were red as were the sclera. I must have looked frightening because Light took a step back.

"Oh do not tell the priest of our art, for he will call it sin. But you, my dear friend, can you find the end ?"

His hesitant face morphed into a dark smile and he reached a hand toward me.

"You must be tired, I'll walk you ho-" I slapped his hand away.

"Don't talk to me…. Not until you become my Light-kun again. My Light-kun that does nothing but study and-….maybe you were never my Light-kun, maybe I don't even know you" I backed away and lLights creepy smile fell. A look of longing graced his face and reached out to me again.

I ran off the bus, dry blood crusted on my cheeks and I tried to rub it off. Raye ran up to me and escorted me to a police car.

After that everything is a shaky blur.

I think I was taken in for questioning or maybe I was taken to the ambulance and cleaned up and then went to the police station for questioning. I don't really know. I know I woke up the next morning in bed with Natsuki-sama. We were both in our pajamas and she was hugging me tightly. I wonder if this is what it feels like to have a mother. This warmth, so much warmer than the hugs of a step-mother, I felt so much safer right here in her arms, I wish this moment would never end.

I'm so tired and the days ahead of me are going to be so long and tiring. I sighed and snuggled closer to my adopted mother.

I'm so sorry for not updating in who knows how long but you know how life is with school and-and boys and oh sweet lord boys . I just cant fucking deal. I'm writing this pretty much because I'm bored and on bed rest because I sprained my neck trying to roll over in bed (I'm so fat dammit). This is also the third attempt at writing this chapter. In one chapter she was working at a green house and saw the accident and another I was actually working on during school but yeah whatever .

the reason she has number OCD or whatever is because I had read this book about a boy that had it and I became obsessed with the thought of it. The boy in the book only ever threw up over it but I actually make Hanna-chan feel more and there is a reason why she coughs up blood. The bleeding from her eyes is because she didn't obtain the shinigami eyes from a shinigami but developed them since she was thrown into DN world. And something like that isn't going to show up with no problem when she isn't suppose to have them.