|•Oh Death•|•Death Note•|

|•Patience•|

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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Friday Nov. 24, 2006

Those who claim to know Hirayama Yuki, would say that she has the patience of a saint. Always helping those around her with a smile if they asked, even though it would seem they would make little to no progress. Forgiving past boyfriends who dated her that forgot about an anniversary, one even forgetting Valentine's Day, the class chewing him out for the always pleasant girl that is kind, patient, and funny with her humor. Only drawing the line when one asks too much of her, having too many strikes, those who she has given too many chances and the class would always agree and glare at the fellow student who dared to bother the unique purple eyed girl with mocha hair flowing ever so nicely on her back.

They claim many things, but they will never know that Yuki's smile did not reach her sharp eyes, her words of comfort to those she forgives came out of a mouth constantly weaving lies, and her patience has a limit.

Yuki's patience, as of now, is thinning.

The young girl with her black long sleeved sailor school uniform was walking through the streets of Tokyo, a new destination in mind instead of going to the bus stop as her covered legs due to black leggings as a result of the nearing winter strolled along the cemented sidewalk. She received a phone call from her standard flip phone once she reached to her single room apartment last night, seeing it was her psychiatrist she reluctantly answered, putting down her bags and taking out the slip of paper from her skirt that ripped from the black notebook. The doctor informed her to befriend Yagami Light, telling her to do so because of his father's insistence and that it would be 'easier' to watch her. Yuki hid her distaste at the statement from Yammamoto, tone maintaining a measured composure as Yammamoto made all these demands from her. It was normal, but, fingers slightly clenched around her phone.

Not only did the blasted mind doctor say Yuki is 'allowed' to become friends with Light Yagami, she started to pester her about her mother.

"You should really visit her Yuki, it's already been two months since your last visit."

What the psychiatrist stated was true, but Yuki didn't want to. She avoided her mother like the plague, for each time she visited her mother, she spoke about the importance of religion. About the wonderful God and his revelations, the sins of others, and that if Yuki does not obey she would go to Hell and suffer for eternal life due to her not listening and having those blasted cursed purple eyes. There was one time where her mother grabbed Yuki roughly by her hair when they were in the private visitation room, attempting to rip her eyes from her head because it reminded her too much of her father and it is too devilish to exist. That God did not mean to put those eyes on her, but the Devil himself. Once the guards came, they sedated her mother and quickly took her away. Yuki's cheeks were filled with jagged scratch marks, a few hair strands gone from her head as a result. At school, Yuki lied and said it was a wild cat she attempted to befriend. After that, the visits always had bars separating mother and daughter, a guard keeping watch at the exchange if something violent between either of them would occur once more.

The violent exchange wasn't the reason for her refusal to see her mother. No. It was because the topic of God was always brought up.

It annoys Yuki to no end.

Because of how repetitive her mother sounded, blubbering or preaching about this wonderful being that judges all yet forgives all. Eyes either tearing up at the thought of this higher being or steeled in a mixture of grim hatred and ruthlessness as purple met gray.