Well hellooo everyone! How has your day been? Sad? Exciting? Weird? Boring? Whatever the weather, I hope you enjoy this chapter! (and read the post chapter thoughts because it's really important!) ~

Previously…

Then, it hit me. Like lightning hits a tree. Like a bowling ball hits a pin. Like a car hits a deer. Like a wrecking ball hits a hobo. Well, maybe not the last one, but you get my point.

Shooting forward to face the screen, my shaky hands typed the seven letter word in all caps. JUSTICE Instantly, I was logged in.

With a squeal of excitement, I hurried myself to open a new tab and check his browsing history. Finally, the moment I'd been waiting for. I could catch this schmoozer. He has to be Kira. I was so desperate for him to be the psycho killer that I didn't care about anything else.

Clicking on his history, I waited until it popped up… and I gaped. Literally, my mouth dropped all the way to Hell. My hands went from shaking with adrenaline to a mix of anger and disappointment.

He had deleted ALL of his browsing history. That son of a biscuit deleted everything he ever searched. And there was no way I could see it.

If things couldn't get ANY WORSE, the door opened and Light stepped in, only to stop in his tracks and stare at me. His darkened eyes skimmed over my figure leaning in front of his computer. "Yuki? What are you doing in my room?"

Back to the story…

"L-Light!" All I could do was utter his name in pure surprise. Crap. Although I felt like diving out his two story window, I remained frozen in my place. I can't just stand here like an idiot! What do I say?

"What are you doing in my room?" the brunette repeated slowly, but with more irritation. I could tell that he didn't take kindly to people sneaking through his private things.

Snapping out of my I-don't-know-what-to-do daze, I casually leaned against his desk with one hand and pressed the power button on his computer with the other. "Oi Light! How's your… face… been?"

I attempted to act smooth, but the intensity of his stare was enough to burn a hole in Iron Man's armor. "Were you searching through my computer?" he asked, though I don't know why he did. If it wasn't already completely obvious.

"Maybe," I squeaked, shrinking with embarrassment.

"Why?" he questioned through gritted teeth. Which I could understand he was mad. I mean, with a 3% chance of being Kira and all, if he hadn't deleted all his history then I totally would've caught him.

Letting out a defeated sigh, I pursed my lips and lowered my head. Why was I still acting innocent? Clearly I couldn't hold up my act any longer. The desire of catching Kira has been overwhelming in the past few days.

Returning my eyes back to my (now most likely ex) boyfriend, I smirked. In that moment I felt like Madame Red from Black Butler (kudos if you know why). I wasn't gonna pretend to be the loving girlfriend anymore. To someone like Light, it just wasn't me.

"Light, it's pretty obvious why." He kept a hard stare. "I know you're hiding something."

My words didn't falter him. "So you decide to search my private computer?" Clenching his fist against his side, he stared me down. "Look, I know you want to find Kira just as much as Ryuzaki, but that doesn't give you the right to do this!"

"What gives you the right to kill people?" I shot back, my inward desire blasting out from my soul as I stormed over to face him. "You're no god, and you're especially no hero."

Leaning in further, his voice was calm and jagged as he denied it all, whispering firmly in my ear, "I'm. Not. Kira."

Pushing him away from me, I fumed. "Light, the facts are everywhere! Your father is the police chief so you had access to secret police information, you have the perfect alibi, and the motive." Justice…

"You're just like Ryuzaki," he muttered like it was a bad thing. Backing up slowly to allow me more tantrum room, he crossed his arms. "Deep down you desire so badly for me to be Kira! Can't you two just accept the fact that I'm not him?!"

"Ryuzaki is the world's greatest detective," I replied in a low, calmer voice. The thought of L actually made me cool off in a way that I wasn't like a seven year old child anymore. "If he thinks you're Kira, then he can't be wrong."

An eternal silence drifted amongst us as we just stared resentfully at each other. Scanning his tense form, I noted that his eyes were much darker than usual, not counting the ring of weariness around them. With only a quick glance he seemed like the Light I use to know; charming, caring, justified. Now all I saw was a mystery.

Of course a stream of dubious thoughts filled my mind. Why am I trusting someone I just recently met over I guy I've known for most of high school? What if Light isn't actually Kira and I'm making a complete psycho out of myself?

But in the end, I had to go with my gut instinct. "Light, I can't do this anymore." No more explanation was needed. He knew exactly what I meant. "I'm sorry." Part of me meant it, especially when a hint of the old him flashed across his eyes. "I just wanted to find the truth."

"I understand," he finally replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Just know that I want to find Kira as much as you do, and that… " His eyes softened at me. "That I'll always care for you, and I'm always here."

A half smile formed on my face. Not a full one, but a real one at the least. "Whatever. You've gotten so soft."

"You've gotten so untrustful." A bitter smirk was all that remained on his lips. As much as I wanted to punch him in his pretty-boy face, I held in my anger.

"Yuki…?" A wet Sayu peeked her head in the open doorway, towel around her neck, eyes watered slightly. It was obvious that she'd heard the last part, and now she restrained herself from bawling. "Are you leaving?"

Hurrying over to her, I kneeled down and wrapped my arms around the girl, even though she'd just gotten out of the shower. Now that my fake girlfriend act is up I guess there's no need for me here. I've screwed up with this family twice in the past year (first when I snuck into a secret police meeting, and now this). I think I've lost my chance at having a steady job here.

"Don't worry," I assured, stroking her damp brown hair. "Your parents have my number so you can call me anytime if you want me to come over. It just won't be as your babysitter anymore."

Sayu laughed through a sniffle. "I'm glad because I'm kinda getting too old for a babysitter anyway." I smiled and gave the girl one last squeeze on the shoulder before standing up.

"Goodbye Light." I nodded gratefully, glad that we could end this without making a scene, then slipped out the door. Downstairs I briskly made it past the doorway to my upcoming freedom. Grabbing my light jacket, I shoved my shoes on and reached to open the door.

Outside, before I even touched the handle, I heard a beeping noise. The sound of a car being locked and boot heels coming up the drive: Mrs. Yagami. Crap! I don't wanna face her like this!

Without thinking, I ran through the kitchen and climbed out the backdoor window just as she opened the front door. Yeah, that's called leaving in style. I'm a freaking ninja.

As I trudged back to the hotel, I sighed. After all my efforts to dig up something on Light, the only thing I gained was a reason to change my Facebook status back to single.

Plodding pitifully through the door, I tossed my jacket to the side, not caring where it ended up, and trudged into the main room. L was perched on the chair, sipping tea, with Watari serving him sweets. Beyond and Akari were lounging on the couch in sweatpants. Everything was pretty laid back at the moment.

Watari cleaned up after L was done eating and passed me as I entered the room. The detective perked up when he saw me, but then pursed his lips when he noticed my sour expression. "I assume something didn't go well for you?"

"Great job at pointing out the obvious Sherlock," I remarked bitterly, slouching in one of the chairs.

Beyond snickered, earning an elbow to the side from Akari. "What's up with you?" she asked, matching my disagreeable tone. Whenever I got snippy, she got snippy, and then everyone got snippy. It wasn't fun.

"Rough day at my job," I sighed, covering my hands over my face and tilting my head upward toward the ceiling. "Correction: at my old job."

"You got fired?" laughed Beyond, more amused than churlish at the moment. Akari glared at him.

"Not necessarily," I explained slowly. The three turned their full attention to me for a better explanation. "I… sort of… quit?"

My best friend facepalmed. "Why would you quit?" she asked with a moan.

"Because… um… it's a long story. Well, not that long…"

"Just tell us already!" urged Beyond, ready to be amused at my failure.

I glanced at L who also seemed interested so I gave in. "I was alone with Sayu, then she went to take a shower. So I decided to… do a little, um, sleuthing myself." Akari rolled her eyes, already realizing where this was going. "I went to Light's room and actually logged into his computer."

"How did you log into Light-kun's computer?" wondered L, setting down his cup on the table next to him. "Did he reveal his password to you?"

I shook my head and smiled with pride. "I guessed it. Actually, it was easier than you think, if you know Light."

"What was it?" asked Beyond, stifling his snickers. "Imagay?"

"Justice," I answered simply. Beyond and Akari shrugged, but L's eyes flashed as he murmured the word to himself. Justice. Hmm, is it really a coincidence that was his password?

The detective across from me bit his lip, a hopeful glint in his dark eyes. "What did you find Yukimi?" Whenever L was exceedingly curious in something, he'd use my full first name.

Displaying a despondent expression, I looked away. "Absolutely nothing. He deleted all his history so I couldn't see it. Then, well, we broke up and I technically quit."

I couldn't bear to see the hope diminish from his eyes, or the discouraged frown upon his face. Now we were back at square one with nothing to hold against Light. Currently our only hope was Aoyama and Shibuya.

"I'll make sure to inform the others," I heard L's monotone voice speak. In an enigmatic manner, L slid out of his seat and exited the room, leaving the three of us behind to question his mysterious response.

"He got his hopes up," Beyond stated, folding his arms behind his head and leaning back on the couch. "That's what happens."

"Beyond," Akari chastised, pinching him in his exposed underarm, causing the raven to squawk and swatt her away. "Stop being a downer."

"What?" he pouted, shielding his ticklish armpit. "It's the truth! They can't deny the power of disappoint! It's gonna happen sooner or later! Can I- I say can I- get an amen?!" Sometimes Beyond likes to exaggerate things, but that was just his quirky personality.

"Amen," I concurred gloomily. "He's right. I don't know why I think Light is Kira anyway. It's more of a gut feeling."

"It has to be a gut feeling," Akari replied, rolling her eyes. "We literally have no solid evidence on him." Seeing the depressed look on my face, she tried comforting me. "But don't worry, it'll get better. I'm sure we'll catch Kira someday."

Even after the other two went to bed (which I'm sure is the same bed, but they lock the bedroom room so I can't get in!), I felt this miserable feeling in my stomach. You know, like when you're on a team and they're depending on you, but you totally screw up in the end? That kind of feeling.

I mean, why shouldn't I feel terrible? We have no leads on Kira. This insane second Kira just got thrown into the mix. Even more questions come up when he mentions "Shinigami" and the "notebooks." Nothing makes sense. And, to top that all off, I let my team down. If I had only tried getting into Light's computer weeks earlier then maybe I could've found something… I just felt like crap.

Flipping through the tv channels while sulking on the couch with a cup of green tea, I finally found a classic to watch: Pokemon! Literally the only thing that could cheer me up was getting cozy on the couch while watching my childhood anime.

Halfway through the second episode, a door from the hallway opened and someone emerged from the darkness to greet me: L. Bored as ever, he sighed and trudged over to me. Perching on my left side, he examined my choice in program.

"Is this Pokemon?"

"Obviously."

"Just checking."

"Obviously."

"Are you going to be repeating this word the entire conversation?"

"Obviously." His dark eyes narrowed at me. I just sniggered. "Just kidding."

"Thank you." We continued to watch the show in silence to the very end. I actually forgot why I was sad in the first place. Then he finally spoke up at the beginning of the next episode (it was like a Pokemon marathon all night). "I'm sorry."

I frowned and turned down the volume. "For what? Honestly, I should be the one apologizing. I couldn't find anything on Light." Ah, now I remember why I was sulking.

"I should not have put you in that situation," he admitted stubbornly. "For some reason I was just expecting you to discover something. Anything. To be honest, it was just a desperate move I made to catch Kira."

"Don't worry L," I reassured with a sad smile. "I still think he's Kira. No matter how perfect he is." That was the clue, though. He's just too perfect. His dad is a police chief, which proves how he could've gotten access to any police files, and the women in his family are typically normal. It did seem odd how he has a strong sense of justice… something both Kira and L share.

"I assure you that you have no reason to be upset with yourself," L stated, staring me sympathetically in the eyes. "It wasn't your job to convict Light. I only used you as a spy. Clearly that didn't help." He muttered the last part under his breath.

"It's fine," I yawned, feeling extremely sleepy all of a sudden. "You can use me whenever you want." A light blush appeared on his cheeks, but I was too tired to feel embarrassed of myself. Suspiciously, I was getting way too sleepy way too fast.

On the coffee table, I reached for my cup of tea. Missing it by a mile, I groaned. L reached over for me and brought it up to his mouth. Then sniffed it. "It would be best if you not drink this."

Frowning, I could feel my eyelids droop. "W-Why?" I asked, then yawned loudly again. My body was so weak, I just wanted to close my eyes and go into a peaceful slumber.

"I noticed Beyond pouring something into it earlier," he elucidated, eyeing the mysterious tea. "It might have been the pills Mr. Yagami left behind that he uses to sleep at night. I believe he crushed them into a powder when no one was looking."

Sleeping pills? Crap. "Dangit Beyond," I muttered. "You… idiot." Sitting up, I eyed his bedroom door angrily. "Moron…" Pushing myself up, I intended on going to his room and busting the door open to give him a piece of my mind.

But instead I crashed before I even left the couch. Instantly I fell into a deep sleep… Right on L's lap.

Okay, so, this won't take long, but I have a question for you guys. After I finish this fanfic, which I will someday soon, I want to write another one and post it on here. BUT I don't know if it should be Death Note or something else.

So, here's a list of other anime that I would potentially write a fanfic about so if you could just REVIEW and leave your opinion (or if you really don't care then just pick one at random, whatever suits you) because it would be really helpful!

Death Note

Seraph of the End

Black Butler

Ouran High School Host Club

So, please REVIEW and thank you for your time! :D