A/N: I know I should be working on my other two stories, but I've got a raging plotbunny and I want to get it down before I forget about it, as well as see what you guys think about it. If you like it, I'll make it a story. If not, it'll just be this chapter.

I don't own Death Note. If I did, L would have died from diabetic shock.

Sayu was distraught over the recent happenings to her family. Her father's death had been a huge shock. Her mother was inconsolable and people watched her, calling her the "dead father girl." She would love to just rip them a new one, but she was too tired and sad to do anything.

Adjusting to life after that had been very hard. Sayu had to pick up a part-time job, while her mother had to abandon her role as a housewife and get a job, since she was not interested in remarrying anytime soon.

As the years went by, the pain had gradually lessened, while the scars in her heart slowly healed over. They were doing well financially, thanks a lot to Light who kept sending them money from his apparently high-paying detective job. Sayu didn't know what they would do without him. He was such a caring person.

This new life of hers, however, was going to be shattered yet again...

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When Sayu walked into her house from work, she saw Matsuda standing there, wringing his hands in anticipation. When Sayu came in, her mother, red in the face with tear streaks running from her eyes, left the room, sobbing.

"Matsuda, whats wrong?" asked Sayu. She thought that someone had probably broken in and stolen something, since Matsuda was a police officer.

"Sayu, I really don't know how to tell you this. I know you've had a really rough time, but it was decided that I should tell you."

"Tell me... what?" Sayu's eyes were full of anxiety, and Matsuda cursed his ill luck at having drawn the short straw.

"Sayu... Light... is dead. He was killed during the Kira investigation."

Her knees gave out from under her and she fell to the ground. Her life, her world had just been shattered a second time. First her father, now Light? Why did it seem that Kira had a grudge against her family? Was he someone they knew?

"However, Kira himself has also been dealt with, if that is any consolation."

"Matsuda... how did he die?"

"A heart attack." Mumbled Matsuda. Ryuk briefly filled them in on the contract between a Death Note user and the Shinigami, about him having to be the one to kill Light. After that, he flew back to his world, with both notebook. Everyone agreed that they shouldn't remain on earth, but Ryuk wouldn't let them be destroyed because "they were too valuable to the Shinigami King."

At least, thought Sayu, he died doing what he had sworn to do. At least he made a difference.

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Later that night, Sayu went up to her late brother's room for old time's sake.

I remember being so small, coming in here asking Light for help for every problem, just so I could spend time around him. I admired him because he was so smart, so perfect. My big brother could do anything. I bet if he lived to be a detective like he wanted, he could have cleaned the world of people like the ones who killed daddy.

She sat in his chair at his desk, staring into space, thinking.

She opened the top drawer, some pencils, books, nothing special.

The left middle drawer. Why was she going through her brother's things? She supposed it was a way to cope with the loss, to surround yourself in the person's belongings.

She opened the top right drawer.

Wait... this drawer is shallower than all the others... a false bottom?

She pushed it down, and something pushed it back up.

It must be something important. Maybe a secret diary? I could learn all about his detective work maybe, something important about how he died!

Sayu knew her brother was good at hiding things and tricking people. She took advice from him when a bunch of boys had teased her. He told her how to set their lockers up just right so that you had to pull very hard to open them. After stacking the books, the boys got pummeled by very think, very heavy workbooks from their classes.

She felt around the drawer for a secret switch or lever, finding a small hole in the bottom of the drawer.

She got down on her knees and looked at it. It looked big enough for...

A pen!

She grabbed one of Light's many pens, unscrewed it and pushed up the fake drawer-bottom.

Inside lay a clear plastic bag filled with a clear liquid. Gasoline? Whatever is in here must be important for him to risk burning down the whole house.

On top of the bag, a single sheaf of paper...