DN: The Next Kira; Vol 2: Becoming Kira

Chapter Fifteen: Making a Deal With Light/Meeting Vincent and Kyrie

JANUARY 22, 2003

AROUND 5:50 AM

TOKYO, JAPAN

                                                                                MARIE

I was in my bed sleeping and dreaming about John. "Oh, John," I said. "I was wondering if you would ever come back to me." I moaned lightly. "This time, I'm never letting you go." I was about to kiss John in my dreams when I woke up and felt a guy sleeping next to me. I thought it was John so I leaned in to kiss him, but as I opened my eyes, I found Light sleeping right beside me saying stuff to Misa in his dreams. I screamed and pushed him off the bed. He then woke up screaming as I pushed him off the bed. He sat up on the floor and looked around. I was a bit angry that he slept with me in my bed since I didn't want to get into a relationship that soon after what happened between me and John. "Misa?" he asked. "No," I answered. "Why were you sleeping in my bed?" He turned his head and looked at me. "Sorry," Light answered. "I couldn't help it! Your bed was so comfy and warm!" I crossed my arms right after he said that. "Well if you know everything about me, Light, then you should know that I don't feel comfortable sleeping with guys that aren't my boyfriend!" He rolled his eyes. "You'll get over it," he said quietly. "I'd rather be kissing L!" I boast.

"Heh," Light laughed as he got up. "You think I didn't know that?" I continued to glare at him. He then looked over at my computer desk. "What is this?" he asked picking up the hand puppet of L that Christy made for me. "Is this supposed to be L?" Light acted like he was going to laugh and placed it on his right hand. "This looks just like him!" "Hey, there, Anna," he said putting the puppet of L in my face. "I love sweets and I love you." I scoffed and took the puppet off of his hand. "Don't try to make me blush with the L puppet! And also, don't call me Anna!" I commanded. "You know I started having romantic dreams about him when I was ten, right?" "And you looked like you were the same age that you are now in your dreams when you and L were romanticizing?" Light asked. "Ain't that cute? Do you know for a fact that L is dead?" I nodded right before Light took the puppet of L. "Well, I'm sure L is probably smiling down from Heaven probably wondering what he could do to win a pretty girl like you." I rolled my eyes and scoffed. I wasn't going to take the compliment, "pretty girl" from a Shinigami that did all that stuff to me yesterday. Light's smile faded. "Oh, I get it," he said nodding. "We're still not friends."

I quickly sprung out of my bed and started running across the house with Light chasing me. Although it was pretty loud, Christy slept through our commotion. Usually, this much noise would have woken her and Khloe up. Nevertheless, it was still pretty loud and I found a hiding place where Light couldn't find me. He growled as he stopped running. "You can't hide from a Shinigami, little girl!" I heard Light yell. He continued to look for me. "Come on out, little girl!" I picked up a frying pan right when he said that. "I promise I'm not gonna tie you up! I've learned my lesson! Maybe we could just talk about it, alright?" I tiptoed straight to Light. "Come to think about it, I actually feel pretty bad for tying you up, sweetheart! Just come straight to your Shinigami Papa and..." I tapped Light on his shoulder. He turned around and didn't notice I had a frying pan in my hands. With one swift motion, I hit Light in the head with the frying pan and knocked him out.

                                                                                   LIGHT

I woke up feeling hazy and not knowing what just happened to me. After I regained full consciousness, I felt restrained to something and looked down at my body. I found myself tied up with rope and in a chair. I struggled and tried to break free, but the ropes around me were pretty tight. I growled. That little brat must have knocked me out and tied me up! I thought to myself. "Wench!" I said under my breath right before Marie entered the room wearing a t-shirt that had the album cover of The Sisters of Mercy's "Floodland", a medium black skirt with a spiked belt, black tights with charcoal spiderweb prints on them, and high heel boots. Marie already had her makeup done. Her tan foundation was on, grey eyeshadow, and black lipstick. She crossed her arms and squinted her eyes once we locked eyes with each other. "Why did you chase me out of my room like that?" she asked angrily. "You could have woken Christy up!" "What are you talking about?" I asked. "You were loud too! Are you sure you didn't wake her up?!" "I just checked!" Marie snapped. "She's still asleep!"