Chapter sixteen- Alone.

Misa was hesitant to go in. She had no idea what state Saki was in. What if that pretty little face of her's was bruised? Saki would never forgive her for seeing her in such a way.

So, instead of thinking, she tuned out all thoughts and pushed the door numbly open. There was a vague creek as she slid in. Saki was sitting up straight and wore a giant grin on her face. No bruises.

Misa ran over an hugged her best friend happily. "So, I, uh, had a heart attack," Saki mumbled cheerily, then added, "And if you wanted to visit me so badly, you didn't have to get into a car crash."

Misa mentally winced. "You brat! You're part of the reason I crashed. I was worried about you."

Saki waved her hand in a "Ah excuses, excuses," manner. "I believe that is hardly the case, as I'm PERFECT at everything I do."

Misa smirked. "And what if it's something I do, as I was worried about you?"

Saki shrugged thoughtfully. "Yeah, I guess that's okay. After all, it wasn't my fault. And it's not like I wanted a heart attack," she added at seeing Misa's eyes rolling.

"Yeah, okaaaaaaay."

"So who was that hot-sounding male's voice on the other side of the door just now? You were talking to him. Was he hot?"

Misa rolled her eyes. "I can't believe you. You've been hospitalized, and you're still prowling!"

Saki raised her eyebrows expectantly. Misa sighed. "Er, in a nerdy/messy way. I don't think you'd like him that much. Besides," Misa said with a scowl, "He's got such terrible posture. And he does it on purpose!"

Saki laughed aloud. "Oh, Mis, I was joking. But did he really get you that worked up? Cause if so, I've got to meet him."

Misa blushed. "You're so mean," she grumbled at her friend's teasing.

"And you never really answered my question. What's he look like? You said he was a nerd, so he's cute?"

Misa sighed. "Fine, allow me to paint you his portrait. Think messy black hair that you know's long, but is just so screwed up and bed wrecked that it appears shorter."

Saki had her eyes closed as she replied, "Okay, picturing. Next?"

"Dark, hungry eyes that seem to know every secret. Plus, something tells me that they've kept a few themselves. And underneath such deep, beautiful oceans- black lines. Poor thing looks like he's either woken from a very uncomfortable coffin or had never slept a day in his life."

Saki chuckled. "Okay, unless you want to describe his nose and ears to me, what's his personality like? Is he like sweet and tender? Cold and discret? Ooh, is he a player?"

Misa scoffed. "Hardly. This guy couldn't play himself out of a sports' game."

Saki frowned thoughtfully at that. "How would one go about doing that exactly?"

"Irrelevant. He's cold and emotionless. And he's genius-level, therefore leaving the rest of us meremortals confused at just about everything he says and does."

"Oh, so do you think he's got a god complex?"

Misa pursed her lips, thinking deeply back to their conversation. "No, but he acts like he's so much smarter than everyone else, but... at the same time," she broke into a flustered grin, "He's exceedingly charming. And if you're careful about what you say, you can almost have a meaningful conversation without feeling stupid."

"Ooh, ooh, ooooooh, I ship this! I say go for it."

Misa choked. "I'M MARRIED!" She shrieked. "And yeah, at times, L reminds me of Ryuuzaki, but it's purely in my head. There's no way they're the same person."

Saki smirked cunningly. "Oh, so you're saying that you get the impression that he's a lot like your husband? I'm sure Ryuuzaki would be flattered. You know, Ryuuzaki kind of strikes me as a last name, not a first. L Ryuuzaki. Now THAT sounds correct."

Misa rolled her eyes, standing up. "You're being ridiculous," she told the other model. "Ryuuzaki and L aren't the same person!"

She stormed away a moment later after seeing her friend's creepy smirk. Saki's wrong! She kept telling herself.

But then there was this lingering feeling. Could Saki be right after all? Was Ryuuzaki L?

Light smirked, watching Misa stumble down the hall towards him. Good, now he wouldn't have to search the freakin' hospital just for the guy's name.

"Misa," he whispered, going over to her slim figure. He passed her a yogurt. She smiled fondly at the taste. "Did you see his name? What is it?"

Misa was instantly all seriousness. This was their business, after all... "Um, Light?" She asked uncertainly, "I know what it is. But I can't tell you yet. There's just something I need to know first."

Puzzlement was the emotion that took over the man's face. "What? Misa, don't be stupid! We finally have the power to kill our enemy, and you're refusing to take it? Is that why you won't give me his name? I don't get it."

Misa bit her lip nervously. "There's something about him that so familiar. I want to know why. I'll never forgive myself if I kill him without ever knowing."

Light was even more confused. Oh, he realized silently, she doesn't remember anymore. Because of her concussion, she's forgotten that L and Ryuuzaki are the same person.

An malicious snicker came to that innocent face of his. I can make this work to my advantage, he decided quickly.

"Fine. You find out why you won't kill him, and you do it soon," he growled, letting his harsh nature show through. "And Misa?"

She swallowed hard. "Yeah?"

That cruel expression was back on his face. "You better not make any more mistakes. Kira's unforgiving. You should know that."

Misa nodded swiftly, watching the predator of her affections stalk off furiously. She'd never once been so afraid of Light as she had been just now.

Is L right about him after all? She pondered. Is my Kira really a monster?

So, that's the end of the chapter. By the way, has anyone else noticed that I've been naming the chapters after a key point of each chapter? Yeah, I'm not gonna tell you why so pay attention to the names and try to figure out which each of them means. Oh, and what a twist I've got for you! Haha, yeah I'm evil.