Hi! Uh, this is honestly kind of a filler chapter, and I kind of hate that my first update in an eternity isn't actually ABOUT anything, but I'm just happy I had inspiration again at all, and now that I've written the filler, I can actually get on with the story! Yay! It's short, but at least it's not, like, a whole filler arc! I hope you guys enjoy!

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"I swear, it was the weirdest thing. I didn't even know what to say to the guy, didn't really get the chance to think about it either before he left." The pile of books Light was carrying was taking it's toll on his biceps, perfect as they were. Talking at least took some of his attention off of the deep, slowly intensifying burning, feeling like a wild fire making it's way through his muscles.

"Well Raito, I'm sure he won't be back, now that he's been discovered." A weary glance sent toward his employer, Watari.

"I had the impression that I didn't exactly scare him off. " He stared down at the title at the top of hs stack, it reading "A Comprehensive Guide to Music Theory". It was about three and a half inches thick.

"Well, maybe you'll have another encounter next time you get locked in, and maybe he'll be kind enough to remind you that you too could get out of that window." Watari gave a grandfatherly chuckle, gently teasing his genius employee for his lack of common sense when faced with the unexpected.

The sound of an annoyed sigh met Watari's ears as Light hefted his books up higher to get a better grip. "Watari, how long until we reach an aisle where I can get at least one of these dictionaries off of me?" Another chuckle and they made a sharp right into the science row. They perused the shelves, finding the right area, before a book right in the middle of the stack was placed snuggly between several tomes of chemistry by wrinkled, but deft fingers.

The elderly gentleman turned to his minor, raising his eyebrows expectantly. "Better?"

Light looked at him for a moment or two to gauge exactly how much of a joke that was meant to be, before a simple no made it's self known as his reply.

"Ah, a pity. The next book is on the other side, near the children's aisle." Irritated, Light spun on his heel, briskly moving towards his destination.

"I'll just take care of it, I'll meet you at the front desk when I'm done." With a smile, the senior librarian watched him go, before turning back to gaze out of the window, contemplating Light's story.

"This could become very… interesting." he pulled out a volume of a serialized reference series and started reading about the circulatory system and how homeostasis is a delicate dance of chemicals mixed with balanced amounts of blood cells, bacteria, and plasma to make the waltz of life.

Light however, would not be reading today. In fact, he wouldn't be filing today either. There was an attractive looking gap on the shelf that was staring lovingly into light's eyes, offering to annul his horrible burden like a good housewife. Light, thinking both of the acid rapidly being stockpiled between the layers of tissue in his arm and of how sad it would make that sweet little space to be so cruelly ignored, decided to fuck it.

So, with some maneuvering, he managed to shove all of the returns for the day, sans that one that was properly categorized, into the history aisle where things such as The Zombie Survival Guide and World War Z just might make some people very concerned about a zombie apocalypse that went on without their knowledge. Light's anal tendencies to keep everything perfectly organized were shoved in a corner at gunpoint by frustration, so he was quite content to leave the mass of jumbled titles right there until later, or maybe even tomorrow, whenever he would be able to lift his arms without wincing again.

Hopefully, he'd actually make it home tonight to properly recuperate from sleeping on their office's couch. He felt another flash of fury when he remembered for the fifth time that he could have snuggled into his bed last night, if only he hadn't been an idiot after meeting that guy. Then again, if it hadn't been for that encounter, he wouldn't know about his new escape route at all.

The thought that he was in a way indebted to the weirdo did nothing to improve his mood.

Light always ends up being OOC. _ That's my current problem with Always, everyone's so OOC that I'm angry at it. Did anyone else read those zombie books? I love them ^_^ Also, John Dies at the End is going to be mentioned somewhere, and I'll probably make jokes from it that only I'll get, but you guys should go read it so I don't feel like such a loser! XD Also, did anyone know that there's a book about the philosophy of Zelda? It's actually pretty interesting, and hilarious that it's about a game. As a note, if anyone cares, FINAL FANTASY DISSIDIA, the FF fighting game I was talking about last time, is scheduled for a US release in early summer, which is soon, and I'm very excited. Tidus JECHTSHOTS ZIDANE in the opening movie. O________O AWESOME.

Anyway, thank you for reading, please drop me a review!