Disclaimer: I don't own anything that's in this story besides my OC's. Therefore I don't own Death Note and it's plot. So no suing here~!! ^_^

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4 PM Friday Nov. 24, 2006

Once school was over, her and Light both decided to talk about the judicial system and its laws as the controversial topic. Due to her not having her own computer at home, Light went to graciously offer his home to do the project together since he had one. The lucky golden boy, spoiled by his family. Previous observations of him always seeming to look out for his reputation and work hard for his grades surfaced, causing her to frown. Not exactly spoiled then.

They both walked together after school, despite everyone still gawking like idiots and them having to stop at times due to others noses desperately wanting to sniff others business. They entered his house, them immediately being greeted by an older woman with kind tired eyes, laugh lines by her mouth showing the history that this woman smiled throughout her whole life thus far.

"Ah, Light, welcome home! This must be Hirayama Yuki yes? I hope the both of you are getting along well?" The woman then paused, a hand over her mouth as she widened her chocolate eyes. "Oh my, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Light's mother, Yagami Sachiko." Yuki respectfully did a ninety degree bow, head dipped and eyes closed with a small smile. She raised herself.

"Good evening, Yagami..."

"Oh please, you can call me Sachiko-san if you wish. I imagine it'd get confusing around here if you call everyone Yagami in this house."

Yuki gave a short laugh. "Yes it would, wouldn't it? And we've been getting along well, unless Light-san has been faking this whole time with me." Light's brows lifted at her switch of his name, but laughed slightly nonetheless, scratching the back of his head as he looked to the side.

"Don't worry Yuki-san, you've been pleasant company so far. Too bad we couldn't spend more time together due to our own friends."

Yuki's lips wanted to frown sourly at the thought of the school idiots, but held it back. Instead grinning up at Light in mild amusement.

"So far? My, are you expecting trouble from me Light-san?" Light laughed once more, eyes closed, quick and hard. Yuki's eyes narrowed. Does he know more then he lets on?

"Hey! Kaa-san! Who's that I hear with nii-chan?! Is that a girl?" A new voice came from what she imagined was the living room, an innocent heart shaped face appeared, open caramel eyes with beautifully brushed chestnut hair in a half ponytail. Crumbs were around the young girl's mouth, and judging by the potato chip in her hand, she was surely snacking in the other room. Yuki bowed once more.

"Hello, I'm Hirayama Yuki. I'll be stopping by Light-san's house often for a project that we both have for school and perhaps afterwords as well." Yuki raised her head and gave a brilliant open mouthed smile, "Please treat me well!" The girl, that can only be Light's sister, blinked her caramel eyes. Only to quickly bow her head when her mother said her name, 'Sayu', in a scolding tone.

"I-I'm Yagami Sayu, nii-chan's little sister, pleased to meet you!" Sayu raised her head, tilting it to the side as she seemed to examine Yuki with a concentrated look on her face.

"Sayu," Light said, "its rude to stare you know." Sayu flushed in embarrassment, turning her gaze away only to keep peering over at Yuki, constantly making eye contact.

"I'm sorry! It's just...I've never seen that eye color before! Are those real? Are those contacts? Where do you buy them? Are you what they call albino-"

"Sayu!" Light and Sachiko both yelled, causing the poor girl to flinch and shut her lips tightly, only to smile hesitantly as Yuki giggled at the whole thing while waving her hands.

"My, it's alright! People always ask me about my eyes, I take it as a compliment." Yuki turned her interested amethyst orbs to meet relieved caramel ones, making sure for her face to soften. "Yes, they're real. Got it from my father's side, and to my knowledge, no I'm certainly not albino." Sayu's round eyes shone, her quickly squealing and telling her that they're the most beautiful color she's ever seen, they're so unique, and that Yuki is so lucky, and maybe Sayu's future kids can have pretty eyes like hers if the brunette has interesting genes like the spiky dark brown senpai and-

"Sayu, me and Yuki-san have to start working on our project. And shouldn't you be doing homework too?" Light said this with a sigh, taking his shoes off, Yuki doing the same as she followed him as they walked towards the stairs within the house. Sayu pouted at her brother's words.

"Just go be the goodie-two-shoes you are nii-chan, and you can call me 'Sayu-chan' Yuki-senpai! Don't get distracted by her pretty eyes nii-chan, gotta do your work." Light released an exasperated breath as Sayu winked at them, Yuki gave a smile and a nod at the junior high student, then quickly going up the stairs to follow Light as he called for his mother to make tea for them as they work.

Once they reached his room, Yuki noticed that his room matched his appearance. Neat, clean, no mess anywhere. His bookshelf is not even cluttered, all books secured tightly with a bed made, no wrinkle in sight. Purple eyes continued to examine the room before Light took his desk chair out politely after he put his bag on his bed, wanting her to sit there. She accepted and sat, rolling the chair slightly from the desk so he can ready his computer and to put her school bag down, knowing how inappropriate it would be if she sat or laid on his bed. That would cause her to be promptly kicked out or yelled at from either Mr. Chief or Yammamoto, but the mocha haired girl couldn't help but wonder what Light's reaction would be. Mere observations from their shared high school years would not give her a proper answer, perhaps he would accept with a shrug or a disapproving glare or a simple flustered surprise. The last one made her lips turn down internally. It's been hard after all to see those dull eyes the past two days, so it can be either or. Yuki turned her attention back to Light, who was talking as he prepped the necessary supplies with textbooks and writing utensils.

"Sorry about Sayu, she gets excited sometimes whenever she sees me with a girl. Though she seemed more interested in your eyes then about us thankfully," Light chuckled, "Hope you like green tea too since that's what kaa-san is making for us as we work. I know we decided on the judicial system but I feel like I pushed it towards you due to us talking earlier in the morning about how I wanted to be a detective. We can change it to something else if you want." Light turned his head towards her, with a tiny smile that was accepting with whatever she was going to say, amber eyes faraway.

The falseness irritated her eyes. Yuki straightened in her seat, hands on her lap with a comforting smile.

"Light-san, it's alright. The judicial system and the way crime is would be an interesting topic to speak up about for our class." Light's shoulders relaxed a smidge, and the smile in his face widened with his eyes matching its joy. Yuki wondered half-heartedly how many times he was under another's whims and wishes and not his, she shook the thought away. "And I'm sorry if calling you Light-San in front of your mother surprised you, she had a point you know. Can't exactly call everyone 'Yagami-san' in your house now, someone is bound to get confused."

"It's alright, " Light reassured. "We called each other by our last names because we respected one another in the academic sense, it's only natural to call each other by our first name's now that we'll be in each other's company more from now on."

From how his mother acted, the maternal Yagami must have an idea on how Yuki is as well. But it seems his little sister didn't, which is perfect for the lady genius.

After Light finished setting up the supplies necessary, both computer on and textbooks open with notebooks and utensils to write with, they started. The both of them researched very broadly for the judicial system, for they still needed to decide what exactly they wanted to talk about within it. Yuki bit the bent part of her index finger, thinking. Light was throwing ideas left and right, even as they were supposed to be taking a break once his mother brought the tea up to his room. It seemed to her, that they both found so many things wrong about the law and order they had no idea where to start. She eventually had to leave, due to it getting late, Sachiko made sure for Light to walk her home and even then as they conversed they couldn't maintain in one topic walking through the autumn cold streets with their school uniforms the only thing keeping them warm.

"The sentencing of crimes is something that we can speak up about. I've heard of petty crimes simply as giving a company pen as theft, even if it's just a pen, it is equally as punishable as a stolen car," Light explained, a thoughtful frown on his face as he continued about petty crimes as well as the worse ones. "Even groping a woman's rear is seen as a petty crime in Japan, only six months for sexual assault but they only see it as petty." He shook his head at that, disgusted.

Yuki frowned along with him, wondering about humans and people and reasons they do things.

"Maybe talk about the privileged?" She suggested, looking up at him, meeting his open amber. "Due to the top one percent and their very convenient contacts in addition to their reach and fame, they are able to get less years then of a common man. Or just allow them to pay the fine, which doesn't punish them at all since they basically all throw their cash away anyways."

Light sighed, looking away from her as they both stopped at a corner street, a few paces away from her apartment.

"The amount of times we've been going back and forth, the more one realizes the mistakes in the court system. It's...I don't know what it is." Yuki peered up at him, and the golden boy looked lost. Ever so lost and absent, eyes too far away in pensive thought as he stared straight ahead yet looking at nothing. The golden boy looked like a lost abandoned child that was just left out, alone in this dark,dark world. "I just wish this world wasn't so–so–"

Boring? Repetitive? Unfair? Those came up in the lazy genius' mind first, but another word came up as she thought about father's and daughters, and teachers and students, of backstabs and betrayal, of violence to the weak, and of the righteous being the cruel hypocrites.

"Disgusting?" She supplied carefully, amethyst trying to catch the dead caramel.

"Rotten." He corrected, still looking ahead but not.

His gaze was still faraway, and damn it, she hates it when people don't look at her as it hurts her pride. Nonetheless, Yuki kept her mouth shut because perhaps there were times when she looked like that, as she would think in the uncaring classroom of ignorant people of the night before when she would watch the news on a massacre, a shooting, missing people, dead people,  or of war and torture.

"I just wish, I wish, " Light paused, looking up in grim hopelessness at the sky, perhaps hoping the sky would hear as he swallowed. "I wish that it would stop. That people would stop, that the unfair justice will stop, that the world would just stop being the way it is."

Light then laughed, forcefully Yuki saw, for it was a harsh short laugh that grated her ears.

"I don't even know why I'm saying this anymore. Forgive me Yuki-san. I was just talking to myself I guess, I'm sure we can find something to talk about in our paper." Light then started walking once more, more quickly and longer steps as Yuki tried to maintain his fast pace towards her apartment which is just a few more feet away.

She wanted him to keep going. What else was he going to say? Why did he stop?

They both stopped in front of the building, both facing each other to say their goodbyes. Light's polite smile was back, and Yuki had half a mind to just smile back and just go into her apartment to just laze on her bed. But the other half, ever so curious and ever so wicked, wanted something else.

"I'm sure Light-san will find a way." As his smile wavered to one of confusion, she continued. Smirking ever so wide internally. "Light-san wants to become a detective too yes? You already solved cases with your father as a teen, and are one of the top smartest in this school, perhaps even the whole Kanto region.  Surely something can still be fixed?"

He was silent, and Yuki thought she might've pushed the sweet flattery too much on the perfect genius. She observed before he wouldn't be easy to manipulate, is she an idiot?! And he knows about her doesn't he?!

The perfect boy, with the neat brown hair matching his neat clean clothes, then, chuckled. Yuki blinked.

Light's eyes were peering down at her, a wry smile on his lips.

"Thank you, Yuki-san."

That's all he says before they both said their goodbyes, and she couldn't help but think who just got played as she climbed up the stairs to her floor and eventually through the wooden door. Not willing to try the note yet, just wanting to laze around after all the research.

His smile spoke thankful, as well as his eyes. But something else flashed in them. Yuki hopes it wasn't suspicion or distaste or else she messed up their 'friendship' before it even began.

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Tuesday Nov. 28, 2006

The both of them continued to work together throughout the weekend, the both of them deciding to just keep it as general as they could about their chosen topic of the judicial system. They would at times stop due to Sayu coming up to her brother's room, eager to listen what they were doing as well as asking Light for help with her homework. Help is a strong word, since Light seemed to be doing all the work while Sayu was talking to Yuki about mundane things such a soap operas and how she should be in one due to her interesting eyes, telling Yuki she would play a perfect role of an angel with Hideki Ryuuga. It made the lady genius laugh at the young girl's casualness, but also made her chest swell in pride at how the teen compared her to an angel. Other times they would stop once Sachiko stated they deserved a break and shouldn't push themselves with the PowerPoint presentation they were working on thanks to Light's computer. Only twice did Mr. Chief walk into Light's room to check the both of them over, giving Yuki a careful quirk of the lips each time and his eyes seeming to check her over seeming to try to look through her if she was planning something. They didn't talk much about the black notebook that was within Light's drawer, Light only making a small comment on how easy it would be for criminals to be vanquished if it actually worked.

The period came where they would present, and their classmates cluttered around them once more. Excited and seeming to coo due to them being close to one another's body merely as a result of them checking over their points within their papers that they only made for appearance reasons. They both memorized what they were going to say, but it certainly makes one look humble if they pause while looking at the paper when they don't need to at all. Others would call it arrogance, Yuki though? She'd just call it cool confidence.

Once class began and everyone quieted, the teacher called them up to present. They both stood up and headed over to the front of the classroom, Light inserting his flash drive into the teachers desktop. The simple projector flashed on, Yuki pulled the cord down for the white projection screen, the words 'Faults of the Judicial System' shown in large powerful font as their first slide. Interested gazes locked on the words, while the teacher's eyebrow rose as they sat in a student desk to see everything better. Light moved the keyboard to make it more accessible for him as he stood by the screen. His eyes turned to everyone in the classroom, perfect smile put in place as he took the initiative for their opening statement.

"The judiciary, or more commonly known as the judicial system as shown here in our first slide, is the system of courts that interprets and applies the law in the name of the state in addition to resolving issues or common disputes such as previous marital status or a sue." Light's hand gracefully motioned towards the screen. "The system is supposed to help heinous criminals be put to justice due to either a first degree murder or sexual violation, and give them the proper punishment to match the crime. But, there's faults in it." Light looked over at her, and gave a slight nod as his finger tapped the keys to the next slide.

"As my partner stated, there is faults in this system that we claim deals justice," Yuki continued, arms spread out on either side and constantly moving as she spoke with a professional tilt of the lips. The teacher stared at them in silence, brows furrowed while the students were rapt in attention. "Answer this amongst yourselves, why is that those who have caused hurt, who spilled blood in our city's streets, get to go free in a few years? Only for them to do the same action immediately after they leave the supposed correction facility more commonly known as jail? The percentages of criminals of doing this exact action is quite high." She pointed at the screen where it stated the percentage in the graph they acquired that displayed different sorts of criminals and their actions after jail. The number displayed was seventy-six percent. A whisper to an ear started. Light clicked the keyboard, his turn on speaking, amber eyes hard.

"It's just interesting on how what we call 'law and order', there is actually no order at all. And is there even law to begin with? How do the guilty go free simply with a slap on the wrist? How is this right and how can we allow citizens not feel safe within their own home, always having to lock their doors tight?" Yuki glanced over at Light, seeing how his tone was changing, his gestures yet still controlled seeming to grow more erratic. A nod in agreement from a student, causing others to do the same as they listened. Old eyes behind glasses grew narrowed, noticing the atmosphere changing in the classroom. "Lawyers, although are paid to protect their clients as best they can, are defending people who shouldn't be defended when such strong evidence is brought out. Why allow such people freedom? That's an easy answer." It was Yuki's turn to cut in.

"Greed." She said simply, smile still in place but amethyst wanted to move towards the golden boy's direction with growing interest. "It is nothing new that lawyers cut deals with judges, and Japan isn't alone in this. A simple planted jury member by a crooked lawyer can cause a violator to go home free within America. Oh, a celebrity caused a murder due to drunk driving? An easy fix that money can easily do, while the victims suffer." Mutters began, gullible eyes not able to look away as another tap sound echoed in the room.

"Tell me everyone, where is the justice in this?" Amber eyes were like molten fire, and voice equally as burning in critical query. Yuki peered at him curiously, blinking at the passion. "The rich and famous getting away with murder. Large corporations uncaring about their cold methods that use their employees. A government official washing away past skeletons. Criminals who were supposed to be 'corrected' just go off and do the exact same thing that caused them to be shipped off to jail in the first place. Criminals who broke the law and yet are not properly punished as people are afraid to walk the streets at night. While lawyers fight for their client, claiming they need psychological help or deem insanity."

Yuki rose a brow, eyes slightly narrowing. That wasn't in their original script. She didn't even notice he changed the slide, did he add one after she left his house last night? Purple tried to catch caramel, only to be pointedly ignored.

"It's true that those who suffer from mental illness do need help, but not every criminal that do an inhumane act mean that they are 'ill'. That's just an excuse that lawyers and others use to get out of trouble easier, for what is better? Years in jail or a few months perhaps in a psychiatric ward or mental rehabilitation facility?" His shook his head, bangs raking across his eyes like gentle leaves swaying in the breeze. "Do not mistake me however, some who committed a crime most likely due suffer in someway or another and it's tragic. Another thing to be fixed is psychological evaluations of criminals to tell whether or not they need professional help or it is simply by choice the actions they committed."

She held back a scowl. What is he trying to pull? What is he doing?! Light hasn't even glanced her way at once, only staring towards their classmates and teacher as he continued to speak. Yuki will not be ignored.

"An interesting thought," Yuki interrupted Light, causing him to finally look at her and stare in mild surprise. "A psychological evaluation for each criminal that commits a crime? One must wonder how such an idea will work and how exactly it will get funded by the government when it is already so busy trying to focus their money on other important tasks such as catching crime syndicates as well as focusing on the already determined ill." A slow curl of the lips upwards appeared upon her face. "Light-san, why don't you tell them the answer? And please explain whether or not all criminals must be evaluated even those who committed jaywalking or petty thievery compared to human trafficking and exhortation."

A few beats of silence passed, as neither genius eyes strayed from the other. It was broken when Light closed his eyes, letting out a chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yes, I should explain shouldn't I?" Light straightened, his left hand under his right elbow as his index finger from his right arm was pointing upwards, gaze back onto the interested crowd. "I hope I didn't confuse any of you, the main focus of this whole presentation was the faults of the system on how they don't properly punish those who've done violent and depraving crimes as well as the loopholes from certain government officials. Small crimes such as vandalism or perhaps a small theft shouldn't be jailed for long periods of time or treated harshly." Yuki's hand within her crossed arms clenched, she suspected he knew something. He didn't say anything to her face, what is he doing? "So when I stated criminals do need to be properly psychologically evaluated, I meant those who've done first degree murder or illegal confinement and kidnapping. It is to see and negate lawyers false words to deem them insane as an excuse for their actions when it was simply a choice. Also, if the government didn't focus so much on keeping criminals on death penalty alive with our tax money, I'm sure it would be enough for medical professionals to do thorough tests."

Murmurs went around at that, growing louder until Emi, a Light fan, shushed them. Yuki put her bent index finger between her teeth, in thought.

A brilliant save. And very true, the both of them researched on the millions of dollars the government wasted on keeping criminals alive until their faraway death date when it could've used for more important things. Whether or not the death penalty should just be removed or just kill them more quickly, that was a debate the both of them couldn't decide on. But Yuki didn't ask those whirling questions for him to answer about his idealistic tactics, no, it was to find if he knew about her history.

A sudden addition to the mentally ill spectrum. Focusing on the 'large' crimes instead of all when she was aware his dislike of criminals in general. Her throwing the word thievery only for him to throw it back at her when he could've used his own example.

Teeth bit the pale finger harshly, cold purple holding distaste behind spiky mocha bangs.

He knows. Light can ruin her with a simple word to his classmates, and then the idiots would suddenly grow brains and stay away from her or at the least be wary.

'Damn it,' she cursed. 'Light Yagami just played me like a well tuned violin ready to perform within an orchestra. Was that what his look meant the other day? That hidden emotion that flashed in his eyes? What is this...'

No. If he wished to do such a thing, he would've done so already. Light Yagami never seemed like one to tell everyone's business to the world either, his own mannerisms of wishing to be polite and private supported that. Yet...why would he do this? Is he...trying to show sympathy...?!

Pity. He's showing his pity by informing others the difference between criminals by choice and criminals by illness, for them to not judge. The last thing she ever wants is pity, she is no damsel to be saved. Is Light not like her after all?

Yuki released her teeth's hold on her finger to help Light do the conclusion, appearing calm as they spoke their final thoughts. Only for sudden hands to appear, wanting to be called. The teacher cleared their throat, fixing their glasses upon their nose.

"You know, Yagami-san and Hirayama-san, that justice is meant to be equal yes?" Yuki, due to her observing Light to perhaps read his actions more, saw how his shoulders seemed to tense. The always poise polite smile appeared strained. "Your simple arguments have been made before, the world isn't as black and white as you want it to be. There isn't just death as punishment for the bad and a pat on the head for the good. "

"Ah, well Ohka-sensei forgive my forwardness but perhaps it's time to drain all the colors down the drain until we are back to seeing right and wrong and black and white."  Light replied easily, tilting his head as he looked at their sensei.

"Yeah, Ohka-sensei," Yuri stated with her dark brown eyes, "they're right. What's wrong with wanting justice for victims? It's not fair that politicians just do all talk to defend themselves with their speeches." Light nodded in thanks, a small smile on his lips that caused Yuri to blush and put her head down. If Yuki wasn't upset, she would've snorted at how easy the girl is to please.

"Not just that," the raven haired Dankuro decided to speak up, a smile seeming to be directed at her as he spoke. Was he trying to charm her back to him or something? Fat chance. She only comes to those once she decides if she wants some fun or not. Although, with her foul mood right now, perhaps a bit of fun could distract her. "The loopholes in the law is endless. Why not just simple payback, you slap someone's cheek and they slap yours instead of turning away?"

Ohka-sensei shook their head, finally deciding to stand up to go to their desk and fix the keyboard placement as they looked at everyone carefully.

"Have we adults failed all of you? Do you not see what could happen if such things were allowed to happen? If you try to bend the law until it breaks, it is your perception of what is right will be all that's left."

"What's wrong with that?" A student asked incredulously.

"Yeah, we know the difference between right or wrong. And the law right now isn't really well...right." Another student added so eloquently.

Other students murmured their agreement, a handful saying their argument of this and a debate seemed to form within their classroom. Yuki quickly glanced at Light, and instead of him looking pleased at everyone's seeming agreement, he appeared to be lost in thought, a frown marred on his lips. Ohka-sensei then called her for her opinion on the matter, causing her to blink. The golden boy then finally deciding to look at her, waiting for her answer along with everyone else as the room was silent to hear the lady genius' words.

She shrugged, lips in a lazy grin."What's there to say? Humans will forever be humans therefore will constantly cause sin. Should there be a leash to control everyone? Yes. Just turn on the news and hear what's going on, it can make anyone feel sick." Disgusted. Disapproving. Rotten. "Now, should the metaphorical leash be tighter? Maybe. This presentation was meant to show the holes in the system, its everyone's job to interpret it however they want to."

Once she finished, silence passed by as she stared straight ahead. Students nodded, accepting her answer as their truth while the teacher's brows were furrowed. Yuki ignored the feeling of a certain perfect genius's stare.

If she did, she would've saw appraisal and respect within the molten amber.

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Once they were released from Daikoku, her and Light quickly made their way home to prepare for their cram classes at Gamou today. As they walked, Yuki trying to calm her ire at the golden boy with the always perfect hair and neat clothes, ready to release a false pathetic smile for others, said boy spoke.

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about the extra slide."

Yuki turned towards him in surprise, yet still suspicious. He seemed to catch it, since he looked down onto the ground as he mussed his hair and a sigh leaving his lips.

"It was just something I thought I should bring up, it's an interesting part of the system as well. And I felt like they should know too." Light tried to clarify, but only made her grow even more irate. That they should know so they could pity her and her situation? Spit it out.

"You know." Yuki stated, examining his face that looked up at her words. Searching. "You know."

"I...I know that during your middle school years you stole designer glasses. But I'm sure you had your own reasons and you were still young so you shouldn't be judged because of that Yuki-san, nor ashamed of it. Everyone makes mistakes and some people do deserve mercy so—" Light continued to talk, seeming to try to comfort her, reading her furrowed brows as something else as he stated that mercy should be given to certain criminals.

What the fuck.

Seriously, what the fuck? He doesn't know? Light doesn't know about her condition? Her history? Only that small crime she did all those years ago?

Yuki ducked her head, hair hiding her face as a wicked expression appeared as they continued to walk.

Ha! She had nothing to worry about then, is Mr. Chief a fool? Why wouldn't he tell his son about her tendencies? Ah, does she want to laugh out loud in cruel mockery. The lazy genius read him wrong, he was trying to protect the petty criminals not the mentally ill ones. Perhaps he's not like her after all.

"It's alright, Light-san." She finally said after she calmed herself. "I'm glad that you haven't treated me differently after you found out. Thank you for that, but I'd rather it still be between us please?" Light nodded and released words of affirmation. They reached his house, Yuki giving him a wave of goodbye and that he doesn't have to walk her home or walk her to cram school for that matter. They both need a break. Light went into his house after their farewells, Yuki soon arriving to her apartment and dropping her supplies onto the ground.

She released a content sigh as she plopped on her brown used couch, finally relaxing after a whole weekend of her actually doing active research that actually interested her somewhat. Her eyes were closed as she leaned back against the couch, the epitome of calm.

A dry smirk curled upon her face, a dark chuckle to go along with it.

There's no one like her after all. Yuki thought she was seen through by Light, but due to his actions, she was wrong. Who cares though right? A snicker was released.

There's no one like her. There'll never be. And now she's bored cause she thought there would be a chase where there wasn't one in the first place. Eyelids opened to showcase lilac staring up at a beige ceiling, which then flicked to her room with the desk. Lilac then flicked towards her small television in front of her, a pale hand grabbed the remote and turned on the machine, the news being displayed as a situation in an elementary school seemed to be occurring. The pale hand twitched around the remote, head filled with spiky hair turning towards the direction of her room with a wooden desk that has a drawer with an interesting note.

She really is bored.

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6 PM Tuesday Nov. 28, 2006

No way. Yuki thought as she quickly rushed to get her supplies together, in a sort of disarray after what just happened not long ago.

He died of a heart attack. No way. What are the odds of his health issues catching up to him? Impossible. Slim to none. Yuki closed her apartment door behind her, locking it with annoying shaky hands. After she locked it, she slammed her hands on the door, quickly making the shakiness go away as she went down to leave from her floor to quickly get to cram school.

There's no such thing as coincidences.

Light. When they were researching, she always tended to arrive when he was finishing watching the news. Did he...?

What...this is...if this is true then the note actually works. There's an actual object out there that exists that can kill others with you just knowing their name and face, an object that talked about Shinigami. Yuki quickly walked, checking the time on her flip phone, to see if she can catch the bus before it leaves. And she is, she spotted it right when it arrived on its stop and quickened her pace even more so as thoughts went throughout her kid in lightning speed.

Shinigami exist. If a book like that can exists, and it speaks about the supernatural gods of death, then they have to be real too. But for what? To get the user's soul of the book? For the user to become the new god of death? What is this? How can such an object exist? How come no one has found out about it before and exploited it?

No. Wrong questions.

Why would it show up now? Why at a school's courtyard?

Yuki resisted a laugh, wondering if god just wanted toys to play with like she tended to do with her 'friends'. The same thing however can be said about Light. He was bored. His 'friends' never truly are his 'friends', if so he would talk to them more or at least text as they were doing the project in his house but he did neither.

This...her fingers played with the strap of her book bag, this is interesting. A book that murders, you can kill anyone you wished. A hand came upon her face, rubbing it as her opposite hand still focused on the strap of her bag as she thought, going inside the bus taking small notice it was just her and two other men that was in it.

What are the chances of the book appearing in the courtyard as a coincidence? Was it? Was it fate? This...no.

No.

There is no such thing as fate, yet there's no such thing as coincidences either. Which is it?

Yuki blinked, coming out of her thoughts once she noticed the bus hasn't moved yet to the next destination. The driver normally doesn't wait this long. Yuki carefully turned her head to side, for her to use her peripheral vision to see the two men in the back. They both had leather jackets on, but besides that their appearance was widely different. One having a somewhat clean yet purposefully wild look with his brown hair covered in cheap gel to have his hair spiked while the others was long and greasy reaching his neck that had a tattoo on it. Yuki turned away, taking her phone out as the bus finally decided to move. Making a different turn for the day, another route to move pass the rush hour the bus driver announced with his microphone.

Shooting quick texts to Light who gave her his number when they were working together in the weekend. Yuki closed it, eyes hidden behind her bangs, eerily calm despite her new discoveries of this cruel dark world. She placed her phone between the wall of the bus and her seat, the men didn't look like esteemed citizens of society after all. Who would have that much gel in their hair and such a nasty little tattoo on a neck with cliche leather jackets to match?

Why, the Choko Yakuza of course.

Calculating amethyst stared outside the window, noticing how close this area was to a red light district.

Yuki Hirayama, in her mind lost in thought and adrenaline at the thought of magical items and beings, took the bus that Light warned her about not to use.

The bus stopped and sensitive ears due to blood pounding into them heard the two men from the back of the bus stand up and their heavy steps walk towards her as one called out to her with a chortle.

She's a fool. But.

The bus driver was preparing something, hands dialing on his phone, his long sleeve going down to show a tattoo on the man's wrist. Yuki stood up, knowing it was for naught, but wanted to appear a spitfire either way. Rough hands grabbed her arms, older voice putting in her ear as a napkin with a strong chemical smell went to her nose. Her nostrils flared, she tried to push, to move her arms to release her, but Yuki knew the world isn't so kind for her to have the strength to overpower two men. No. She can't rely on kindness.

'No,' Yuki thought as her consciousness faded, orbs going to back of her head as started to slump as the men's voices cheered and jostled her around.

'Damn it, Light Yagami, you better be like me after all.'

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Hi~! Um...yeah. So VERY long chapter. I didn't mean it to be this long but the Justice thing...ahhhh, I love talking about Justice okay? And I like having characters talk about it, especially the famous Light Yagami?

How could I pass that up?

Well, afterthought, does Light really only know Yuki committed one crime? Or does he know more? It's Light after all.

Are Yuki and Light really actually alike? And how can that help Yuki with her situation? What did she say in her texts to him?

Additionally, my inspiration from writing about basically What is Justice? and How can we fix Justice? It's from the the Death Note Musical song- Where is the Justice? I will get many inspirations for this fic from the musical as well as other Death Note released things such as Relight and the light novels.

Here's the song.

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Hope you guys enjoyed the VERY long chapter, and heads up! I didn't edit or look over this at all, so there will probably be a lot of mistakes! Feel free to correct me if you see mistakes!

Here's to me releasing the next chapter soon~