Moth: Hello there! Um soo yeah story is from my mind and it's kind of going along as I write =] I don't know who I'm pairing Arika up with yet...ideas would be useful ^_^

Conscience: You're forgetting something silly...

Moth: Oh! Of course, I'm going to be writing love scenes ^_^ What's fanfiction without that?

Conscience: *shakes head* You dummy...

Moth: Oh and I do not own the story 'Death Note' :) I only own Arika and the fan fiction story plot! :-) Thanks! Stupid conscience !

The day was dragging on longer than anyone thought. I was sure the second hand hadn't moved since the last time I glanced at it. Sigh. The teacher was blabbing on and on, while I gazed out the window. I heard him say something and when I came back I caught the last part of Light Yagami's voice. My eyes leisurely moved towards where Light sits.

Light Yagami was my neighbor––next door neighbor to be exact. I didn't understand why all the girls went crazy for him. He was a normal kid other than he was pretty smart. He wasn't that attractive. I've spent a good amount of time with him, but I wouldn't call him a 'best friend'. I wasn't even sure what he thought of me, and nor did I care.

End of the day, finally. I thought it'd go on forever. I thought as I walked home. Light's parents always suggested that he "watch me" whenever we walked home from school. What the hell did that mean? Was he supposed to act as my older brother? I already had three––I don't need another. I ended up right behind him as we walked home. I could tell he was trying to maintain his dominance just because he was a guy. Ugh. I got out my key and walked to my front door.

"Arika, you okay?" He asked as he stopped still facing forward.

"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for asking…like you really care…" I said under my breath.

"I'm supposed to care, d'you think I really do?" I heard him.

"No, and I don't care. I haven't a clue why our parents want you to look after me anyway, oh well see you later." I said opening the door to my house. Ugh why does Light have to be such a jerk? I mean he could at least be kind…but he's a total meanie. "I'm home!" I called. No answer. "Mom? Dad? Are you guys home?" I called once more running up to my bedroom. Still no answer. Hmm…they always answer me right away…maybe they went out. I turned my light on and yawned. "What a day…and now I get to stare at Light in his room…wonderful." I said sarcastically. I pulled my blinds closed so I could change out of my school uniform and into something more comfortable. All I had were a pair of blue shorts and white tank top. I stripped down and put them on.

"Arika! Sweetie we're home!" Mom called from downstairs.

"Hi mummy!" I called running downstairs. I practically attacked her with a hug. Her and dad had been gone for a few days helping out my grandma in Tokyo, and I've been stuck spending a lot of time with Light and his family. Thankfully my parents were home!

"Oh sweetie it's so good to see you, how was your day?" she asked putting her coat on the coat hanger.

"Long, boring, the usual. How's grandma doing?" I asked following her into the living room. Dad was bringing the luggage in from the car as mom and I chatted.

"She's fine sweetie, just fine. She's moved into her new house, and it's very cute. Your father isn't sure if he like it or not, but that's just him. I'll get dinner started in a few, I need to rest for a bit. Don't you have homework to be doing?" Mom asked closing her eyes and putting her feet up. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes mother." I jumped off the couch and ran back upstairs to my room. I could see Light on his bed, and I looked away when he turned his head towards the window. I turned on my desk lamp and grabbed my book bag. Stupid homework, ugh all I wanna do is talk with my parents. I haven't seen them in a week and I'm stuck doing homework. Meh. I'll be able to talk with them at dinner. I thought as I grabbed my binders and plopped them on the desk.

"Oh my gosh!" I heard my mom call. I put my pencil down, even though I had barely picked it up, and ran downstairs.

"What? What's wrong?" Dad and I said in unison. Mom pointed to the TV and turned up the volume.

"…taking 8 people hostage at this daycare center. His captives include both children and teachers. The police have now identified the suspect as 42-year old Kurou Otharada, unemployed. We expect negotiations to begin immediately." The TV announcer said.

"Wow…what d'you thinks gonna happen?" dad asked.

"I don't know, but I hope those kids and teachers are all unharmed and okay." Mom said. I furrowed my eyebrow. How could anyone take children as hostages, let alone adults or anyone?

"Gosh what has happened to people these days? They're crazed maniacs." Dad said taking a sip of his water. "I mean this guy, Kurou, has to be psycho, or else he wouldn't be doing this and he'd have a job!" Dad didn't like it when people tried to harm other people. I didn't blame him, but I don't get mad like he does.

"Arika, you should be doing your homework." Mom said. I groaned.

"Mom! Something interesting is on the news, and you're making me do homework? What fun is–"

"Wait! We're seeing something here!" the anchorwoman said. "Looks like movement at the front entrance." I could see little kids and teachers running out of the building with tears in their eyes.

"It appears that the hostages are coming out! And they all look to be unharmed. The special forces are taking action, they're moving in. We don't know if the suspect has been arrested. Huh? Yes? Okay! We now have conformation the suspect has been found dead inside! I repeat the suspect has been found dead inside!"

"What?" we all said.

"How is that possible?" Mom asked.

"Honey I don't know." Dad stated. I couldn't say anything. How could someone just suddenly die? Mom shuddered and turned off the TV.

"Okay, I'll make us some dinner. Arika, do your homework please." Mom was really beginning to get annoyed.

"Okay, okay, okay. I'm going, I'm going, I'm going." I said running upstairs to my 's like my parents wanted me to be like Light. I still don't see what's so great about Light Yagami. So what if he's smart, he's such a jerk sometimes.