Fanfiction: Dear L
Category: Death Note
Chapter: 5
Author: Sakura Lawliet
Editor: -
Word Count: 1,197

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DEATH NOTE OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS! I ONLY OWN MIYAKO, HANAE-SENSEI & HER PARENTS SO FAR

So... About the 4 months... I'M SO SORRY! I was just stuck on how to continue this... Then on top of that school was all just like "Hey! I'm gonna just start up and annoy the heck out of you until you want to rip your hair out so I can laugh at you!". I've finally gathered enough time to come back and re-read my two fan-fic's. I think I'm gonna change this story around a little and change it up, though. Instead of making you read a diary entry every chapter that basically re-caps the last one, I'm gonna try to switch it up. I hope you enjoy it! :3

CHAPTER 5: WARM FEELINGS; WHAT ARE THESE?

January 28th, 1997

"Miyako," Hanae-sensei called. Miyako looked over to her, pulled from her thoughts. "Um, class is over." She smiled.

Miyako blinked. "Oh," she said, observing the empty room. She stood to her feet, "I must have zoned out, I apologize." She murmured, moving to the door.

"It's fine, I just hope that you paid at least some attention to class today," Hanae-sensei responded.

"Of course, Hanae-sensei." Miyako walked to the door. Miyako wondered if she wrote a diary entry last night, before she found herself walking past a tall man. His eyes were a soft blue and his hair a dark brown chopped short above his ears. His clothes causal, but his expression nervous. Miyako wondered who this person was.

'Hmm, I've been wondering a lot lately.' She thought not amused with herself reaching the end of the hall.

"Oh! Kitahara-kun!" She heard her teacher exclaim in half-excitement, half-surprise. Miyako, for reasons she didn't know, felt the corners of her lips tip upward.

"Ah, so that's who he was..." She murmured to herself walking further away. She took her time to reach the park.

Miyako stared at an annoyed Rue as he was rubbed up by a purring cat that balanced on his crouched knees. Miyako bit the inside of her cheek, "Huh, have you always been good with animals, Rue?" She smirked as he looked at her with unamused eyes.

"Using my own words against me aren't very intelligent of you." He muttered, as she rolled her eyes.

"Says the 'intelligent' one." She replied, sitting down. The cat immediately ditched Rue's knees for her lap with some sort of meow/purr she couldn't even recognize. It rubbed up against her happily, kneading it's paws into her thighs. "How irritating..." She grumbled, pushing the animal off her her lap and onto the snow covered ground. In response it only purred loudly and rubbed itself up against her leg. "Say, Rue?" He stayed silent, and Miyako took that as a sign to continue. "What is your favorite word?" It was silent for a while longer.

She went to sigh, but he interrupted her, "Lawliet." He said it shortly, as if he didn't really want to say the word. Miyako watch him, his eyes turned a little darker. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"I've never heard of that word before..." She said.

"Technically is isn't considered a word."

"Oh... Than what is it?" He never answered her though, instead he continued in a different direction.

"Miyako."

Her heart lurched, skipping a slight beat at his call. She bit her bottom lip, "Yeah?" She forced out. She definitely wasn't thinking about how beautiful her name sounded on his lips. Definitely not...

"I'm sorry."

She froze at the unexpected words, before turning to look at him. He however didn't wasn't looking at her, but at the frozen pond. His eyes, though, she noticed, were cold. Not cold like the snow that was melting, soaking through her clothing, but cold as in an empty-like blankness. She felt unnerved, her chest tightening painfully with reason unknown to her.

"W-what?" She forced out and he turned his head to look at her.

With a sudden urge, she impulsively reached out with both her hand, and clapped them over his cheeks. She felt his cold skin against her almost numb fingers as she pulled him closer to her, making him clasp onto the back of the bench to keep himself from toppling over in his crouched position. She watched his eyes closely as they quickly shifted into a shock and surprised reflection and sighed out softly in relief. She smiled, although it was small, without knowing it herself, but Rue watched as her own icy orbs turned softer. "That's better..." She said under her breath, but Rue obviously still heard her from their close proximity watching as her frozen words escaped into the sky.

Rue's eyes then receded back into their bored and dull look, she noticed, feeling even more relief at the fact before, suddenly, a black fur ball shoved itself between their faces. Miyako quickly let her hold on Rue's face go as they both pulled away, focusing on the innocent black cat that only purred affectionately back at them.

"No need to apologize, though," she said standing up, ignoring the cat that was desperate for their attention. She stared down at the pitiful thing, deciding to finally, and gently, give the small animal a pat on the head that it immediately arched his back into, petting himself on her held out hand. "The only thing that you've done was make me feel accepted." She turned away from him, "See you, Rue!" She called out as she hurried out of the park to go home.

Rue frowned, before his gaze turned to the black cat that sat in Miyako's warmly, abandoned seat. He no longer was purring in a plea to be loved, but instead looked into Rue's rusty eyes with a blank and empty look with his own inky ones. With darkening eyes, Rue stared at the daring cat, before it's ears perked and he quickly shot off the bench onto the ground. With one last look at Rue it darted away and into the bushes.

Rue sighed, standing to his feet. His eyes turned more murky as he stuffed his hands into his pockets, leaving his final words, "How irritating..."

He left.

Miyako smiled to herself in her room, feeling her fingers tingle a little, but she didn't know if it was from them thawing, or from them still remembering the feeling of Rue's skin. She shook her head to get rid of such thoughts.

She sat at her desk, pen in hand as she stared at the notebook on her desk.

Entry #6

Dear L,

Today is the 28th of January.

I apologize for the unexpected few weeks of silence on my part, but I have been busy lately. Work to catch up on and Rue, and then my parents...

No excuses, though, huh?

Well, anyway, today... Rue seemed different. He was different. I didn't understand if he was either sad, or just... empty.

His eyes were so... dead, more than usual. He just looked so haunted. Maybe I was seeing things?

He makes me feel happy, though. He makes my heart skip with just his uttering of my name. He fills my chest with this warm, light feeling... It feels really nice... What is it, I wonder.

But what do I give him? Does he feel the same, or am I bother? Is he just pitying me because I have no one else to talk to? Or does he feel nothing at all? Or maybe he actually feels something...?

I'm so confused.

What do I do? How do I respond? How?

How?

What do you you think, L? Am I just crazy? Am I being selfish, keeping him near me to save myself from my undoubted loneliness?

What is he thinking, L? Do you know?

What does he want? What does he wish for?

All these questions, but no answers.

I wonder why I was able to met this man, this person. This Rue.

Signed,
Ryu-chan

Anyway, I have ideas, but I think I just may end up rewriting this. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Let me know what you think!

~Sakura Lawliet