So I've finally gotten around to writing another chapter (YAY!) I'm so sorry it's taken so long, guys.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. I mean, if I'd made it, would I have bought an iDeathNote app for my iPod today? No. Who even does that if they've made something? *cough*

L

Why was she here? Why did she want to cause me more suffering? Oh, that's right. She was in charge of deciding what god forsaken torture I was going to endure soon.

But then again, wasn't it torture enough that she was here? Perhaps she'd come to gloat.

"Hi," she said quietly. To be honest, she seemed kind of nervous. Why would she feel that way?

I just glared at her.

"Yeah, I kind of figured it'd be something like that," she sighed, nodding.

I wanted to ask her what she was doing here. I wanted to yell at her for lying at me. I wanted to do so many things that were completely out of character for me.

The only problem was that if I did any of that, I'd lose control and probably break down into tears. Which may seem a little odd, but she'd really hurt me like no other person had done before. She'd seen me for what I am, and while I thought that she had still cared about me, I was wrong. She despised me. She hated me for indirectly murdering the love of her life.

And until now I'd believed that that person was me. I was wrong.

She took a breath. "Look L... I know you aren't going to believe this. I wouldn't if I were you. But I have to say it anyway."

"Why, so you can feel better about yourself?" I accused, and she flinched.

"Maybe. But whatever you think, please, please, please try and believe me when I say it's true.

"When I first met you, yeah, I hated you. You had me kill Daniel, and I didn't think I was ever going to forgive you for that. But then I got to know you. And I started to fall in love with you.

"Before I knew it, I loved you completely, and I was having a real hard time trying not to make it obvious. I knew you, knew what you do, and all of a sudden I didn't blame you anymore.

"I still had to keep in contact with the Unit, which is why I was always sneaking up to the roof. Ryuk often came along, because he knew exactly what was going on."

"Thanks for throwing me under the bus, Tasha," Ryuk muttered from the corner of the cell.

"Why are you complaining? It's not like he can kill you or anything," She pointed out.

Ryuk grunted.

"Anyway, believe it or not, I have been trying to find a way to get you out of this mess since I first realised I loved you. I still am. I will not rest, until I have found a way to get you out of here. Please believe me, L. I love you."

I lifted my gaze to hers. Her eyes were full of many emotions: sadness, pleading, regret, but most of all... truth.

I sighed. "Fine. I may or may not believe you. What is your plan?"

"I... don't really have one yet," she admitted sheepishly. "We're working on one."

"We?" I asked incredulously.

"My friend Kathryn wants to get out of here too."

"Right."

Tasha's watch beeped and flashed.

"What's that?" I asked suspiciously.

"It's Christina, she wants to see me," she sighed. "I have to go." Before I could say or do anything, Tasha's lips came crushing down on mine. This kiss wasn't quite as passionate as the others we had shared. There was an urgency too it - we knew that time was running out for us. I tried not to enjoy it as much as I would've, but I couldn't stop my body from responding instinctively.

I kissed her back, hard, taking her lower lip between my teeth. She groaned, and twisted her hands into my hair, pulling me closer. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this wasn't really a good idea, but the rest of me wouldn't listen. My hands pushed against the small of her back, and my tongue danced with hers.

Just as her hands started playing with the hem of my shirt, she pulled back, breathless. To be honest, so was I.

"I better go," she whispered, resting her forehead against mine. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said back, my heart thundering in my chest.

She kissed me again, softly, and left the cell.

Tasha

At least I made him see. That didn't make things any easier though.

If I wasn't able to rescue him, I would let him down. He'd probably think that this had been a ploy to get him to lower his defenses around me etcetera, etcetera, and I'd lose him forever.

But I had to make him see. Because if this was going to work, I needed him to trust me. I needed him.

Now I just had to think of a plan.

My meeting with Christina went something along the lines of:

"Have you created a punishment yet?"

"I'm trying to be creative."

"Of course, of course. I won't delay you any further. The longer he sits there in pain from the anticipation, the more fun it'll be for us."

It took everything I had not to strangle her.

I took a breath. This was going to be difficult.

I entered the room that Kathryn and I currently shared.

"Tasha!" She exclaimed. "You could've knocked."

I grimaced. "Sorry."

"Never mind. I think I have it!"

"The plan?"

"Yep! Here it is..."

She explained how it was all going to work out.

"Kathryn, that's brilliant! But I have something to tell you that may make it a little easier," I said.

"What?"

Sorry guys, I know it's short, but I wanted to leave everything until the next chapter sort of thing.

Mwaahaha I'm keeping the plan a secret for now. You'll just have to wait.

PLEASEEEEEEEEE REVIEW! Not that I really deserve it for making you wait so long, but it'd be nice :)