Threads of Life
Warning; This will contain mild Yaoi and extreme violence along with spoilers for both Death note and Bleach.
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Summary; Raito dies he finds out that there is something after death. Even for him. He ends up in Seireitei with no memories other then the name Kira. How will he cope? How will L, Already a Shinigami, take this? And what? Ryuk in Seireitei!? Bleach/Death Note Crossover.
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Disclaimer; As of yet I own neither Bleach nor Death Note.
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Additional information; Well this takes place the morning after Raito's death in the manga. It also takes place in some mildly quite time in Bleach. After Ichigo got his hollows mask though. Any words in Japanese will have translations at the bottom to the page.
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"Blah."- Speaking Japanese.
"Blah."- Speaking something other then Japanese. Such as English.
'Blah'- Thinking.
'Blah.'- Reading. Any language.
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Chapter one.
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And there he was. He wasn't exactly sure who he was or where there was but he was there and that seemed to be something. After a few moments of steady breathing he noticed that everything around him was black. This seemed to be because his eyes were closed, so in an effort to discover where he was he opened his right eye a fraction. The full glare of the day time was almost blinding on his sensitive eye and he immediately closed it again as a natural reaction to the blinding glare. After another few seconds he cracked both eyes open a fraction of an inch so he could see without the sun scalding his eyeballs. A blue sky loomed overhead and clouds were wandering lazily by the sun.
This was wrong.
He wasn't sure why but it was. He wasn't supposed to be here. And there it was. His mind was blank and he felt entirely out of place. Then there it was. Something had come back to him. A name.
Kira...
Was it his? It seemed a little awkward but it'd have to do. He'd had nothing else to use as a name at the moment and a name seemed like something he should have so he would be Kira.
He shifted slightly and sat up from his position on his back. It seemed he was in a field. No, that seemed like it shouldn't be either. He gave his head a small shake of protest in hopes f dislodging memories but he had no such luck. Kira and the vague sense something was wrong was all he had to go on. It was entirely distressing. He pushed himself up into a standing position and got a better look around.
It was a pleasant little field. A forest in the distance and a few flowers dotting here and there. It seemed like a nice place. It still felt strange. Like he didn't belong. Another brief glance around and he noticed something new. A hunched over figure, looking like he was just spacing out. Kira started to walk over to him in hopes of finding out more out about himself then just his name that wasn't his name.
As he approached the resting figure looked up at his with wide brown eyes. He looked a little over twenty and was dressed in a black robe. His hair was black and fell down just past his ears in a very strait circular cut. He seemed very drawn and mild-manured but even so something about his familiarity sent shivers downKira's spine.
"You're awake!" He yelled in excitement a smile stretching over his face. Kira nodded, perplexed at his outburst. At his confusion the now very happy man just beamed more. " I'm Hanataro from Division four. I found you in the woods last night screaming. I couldn't take you Seireitei because you're not a Shinigami but I brought you here." He explained gently. To him the soul looked lost and when he had first found him he had be screaming about someone named Ryuk. It wasn't strange that he was screaming that. It might make sense if Ryuk had been the one his killer but when he called him a disgusting Shinigami the young Medic had started to worry a bit. Better safe then sorry but the strange soul seemed fine now. He broke his own thoughts look back at the soul. He looked petrified. His face had frozen in fear and his eyes were wide with shock.
"Where Am I!?" He demanded angrily with both terror and apprehension layered in his voice. "Shinigami...Why does that word seem so familiar!?" He growled felling even more so like he was missing something.
Hanataro looked up at him, surprised and scared but tried hard to calm his nerves. It seemed as if the poor man didn't realize he was dead. "You're in the spirit world." He explained carefully in a soft tone. He hoped he would catch on but instead he sunk to his knees and doubled over in hopeless laughter. Hanataro looked blankly at the seemingly crazy man. Maybe it was an after affect of his death. Maybe something terrible had happened to him. As he pondered this the laughter slowly stopped and the soul looked back at him
"I don't remember why that's funny..." He told the Shinigami calmly. Hanataro blinked in confusion, this being to much for him to handle. He grappled for a moment for words then latched onto a solid topic.
"You still haven't told me your name." He reminded the soul, pleased with himself for finding a sane thing to say. The soul just shook his head sadly a slightly insane glint harboring within his gaze.
"I think it might be Kira. I'm not really sure. I don't remember much" He told Hanataro calmly. Hanataro blanched briefly then nodded slowly. It was at this point he bothered to pay attention to the Reiatsu around him. He normally blocked it out in Seireitei because of the amount there but here there should be none. Yet the amount pouring from this boy was ridicules. Twice as much as he himself had at full power. He was no Ichigo but by all means he could have easily become a shinigami. It was strange really. Most souls had no Reiatsu to speak of but this one had so much. He swallowed hard and stood up. 'Kira' followed suite, a curios expression on his face.
"Do you remember anything?" He asked quietly. He'd never heard of a soul having repressed memories before. It worried him. Something about the soul was all together strange. He greatly hoped that his captain could help. He brought his attention back to Kira who was about to speak.
"I remember only the name Kira and brief flashes of a notebook. That plus the fact that I don't belong here..." He told Hanataro confidently his mind already trying to analyze what was happening. " You said you're a Shinigami?" He asked and Hanataro who nodded once. "Then I'm dead right?" He asked still talking in a calm confident voice. Hanataro winced slightly. He'd heard of denial but never a soul not knowing and then figuring it out. That plus the fact he had said it so calmly. Hanataro gathered himself enough for a quick nod and Kira returned it with a curt nod of his own.
"I wonder how that happened?" He mused briefly before turning his attention back to Hanataro. "So not having memories is unusual right?" He asked the befuddled Shinigami. Hanataro nodded again and Kira smiled at his own problem solving skills. "Alright last question. Is their anyways for me to become a shinigami?" He asked his longing for power clear in his eyes. Hanataro frowned scornfully but nodded slowly all the same. "Yes. But I don't know if..."He trailed off. Kira just shrugged his shoulders calmly. "How hard can it be?" He asked calmly. Hanataro didn't bother answering. He was fairly certain it had been a rhetorical question.
"Follow me." He told the strange soul who nodded in response. A small smile played across Kira's features as he followed the Medic.
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It had been more then five years since he had died. 1908 Days to be exact. Not that it was a bad life as a Shinigami but it was lacking. He felt out of place. His body was fragile and his reiatsu seemingly weak. That and the fact he had yet to tell them his real name. Altogether he wasn't really fit to be a shinigami but still he'd worked as hard as he could and moved up the ranks with surprising speed. Fourth seat of the 13th division really wasn't bad. He stayed in the sidelines and worked hard but as of yet his goal hadn't been achieved. He'd talked with many of the other members of the 13th squad but they all said the same thing. He was too young. His ties with the human world were too recent. A mission to earth wouldn't be approved. He'd sent in numerous appeals but as of yet they all received the same flat no. Even his Captain had told him the same thing. His judgement would be clouded by the humans he knew in his life. Many had tried to reassure him by tell him it would only be another hundred or so years before he could go back but already after little more then five years he feared for his fragile sanity. Hadn't he join this squad in hopes of getting to visit and protect the mortal world!?
Maybe his judgement was clouded. The Kira case was the first case he hadn't solved. His entire life he'd solved every and any problem that faced him. Yet this one alluded him. Near and Mello...Had they done what he couldn't? Had they beaten Kira? Had they caught Raito and brought him to justice?
These questions never left him mind. He couldn't even make an educated guess. His death had come much too early for the term 'Rest in peace' to apply. If anything his death just ended up being more stressful then his life.
The Ex-Detective, Shinigami sighed softly. Today seemed like another one of those days. He rose from his chair and stretched quickly before resuming to slouch. He hadn't slept again that night and the bags under his eyes were once again huge. It was a troubling life.
"Oi, Ryuzaki-kun! You're late!" A harsh voice called from the doorway. L turned his head sharply to the side at the sound of his chosen name being called. His surprised expression faded as he saw a familiar face staring into his room. The Strange young Shinigami smiled warmly and nodded.
"I'm sorry Shiro-kun." He apologized to the angry Shinigami. Shiro gave L a scornful glare and shook his head. Shiro had been 5th seat for almost eight years now and was very good at his job. He was a steady and smart Shinigami. A bit taller then a slouching Ryuzaki and young looking. His hair was a sandy blonde, almost dark enough to be called brown and fell down to his shoulders even if he kept it in a short ponytail that spiked out in an uneven tuft most of the time. His hair was strait and the tips were such that they made it look like jagged teeth circling his head when it wasn't put up. His bangs fell over his face so the his eyes light brown were hidden from view.
"You're always so cheerful!" Shiro growled. It was a common thing that Shiro got angry at the younger and stronger Shinigami. "Even when you first wake up." He added angrily. L's expression changed into one of curios bemusement. His thumb wandered towards his mouth and his eyes adapted an innocent childlike quality that bothered the other Shinigami so very much.. "But I didn't sleep Shiro-kun." He told the Shinigami is feigned confusion. Shiro sighed and shook his head.
"Come on." He ordered his superior officer who just shrugged and followed behind Shiro as he stomped off towards their daily duties. It took them twice as long as it would have taken anyone else considering the pace L walked at but it still only took them little more then minutes to reach the point of destination. It was a rather greater job them they were normally assigned. The pair, though competent were slow and they often procrastinated. Still there they were. As they arrived L quickly slumped his posture even more. A quick debriefing ensued during which neither payed visible attention. Shiro caught the just of the talk while L caught every word and quickly analyzed the mission. Wouldn't be hard. A rouge Hollow had been skulking around and even if it had yet to eat a single soul it was worrying. It's reiatsu was suppressed and supposedly much stronger then it was showing. A job that they shouldn't have been forced to assume.
L sighed and turned towards Shiro who yawned behind his hand. "Ready to go Shiro-kun?" He asked his friend. Shiro just grunted in response but having known him for almost five years L knew that he was excited.
" Let's get this over with." Shiro grumbled upon noticing the sly smile that L supported. L nodded and fallowed Shiro towards the latest hollow sighting. They quickly departed from Seireitei and into the rest of the spirt world. They started out at a slow pace but as they got increasingly more bored and anoyed with the casual pace and glares from the surrounding souls Shiro cast L a glance. The other Shinigami raised a questioning eyebrow and Shiro flashed a cocky grin. In a instant he had vanished using shunpo. L stopped walking and sighed but then he too was off and running with shunpo. He caught up with the other quite rapidly and it quickly became a race. Both were at the same speed and looking strait ahead nether able to gain an advantage. At last in a final burst of speed he had been saving Shiro pulled ahead. He passed L by, the entire time with the same cocky smirk plastered over his features and reached the forest that the hollow was suppose to have taken residence in, a few meters in front of L.
"Take that Ryuzaki!" He growled, slightly out of breath. " Shunpo is something I will never be bested at by the likes of you!" He hissed. L shook his head softy, unlike Shiro his breathing even, and then turned his gaze to the forest.
"Winner enters first." He told his friend calmly. Shiro gave him a nasty glare but he walked forwards all the same and vanished among the trees. L heisted for a brief second before fallowing behind his friend. The forest was dark and foreboding and the very air was stagnant with the stench of a hollow. As L approached Shiro he heard him sigh.
"You know what Ryuzaki? I've never liked this place." He growled angrily. L cracked a wide grin, mostly to piss the other off then looked ahead again after casting him a quick glance. Shiro growled angrily then turned to L. "How much farther!?" He complained. L shrugged briefly and looked ahead. They were getting close. He could tell by the stench and by the reiatsu that was growing steadily stronger. As the got closer L saw something white move in the distance. It looked huge and the reiatsu was strong for a hollow that had managed to slip into the spirt world. As if on cue the huge beast raised it's shaggy head.
The hollow looked like a giant wolf human hybrid. Almost like the werewolves from the human tales of old. Even it's mask was elongated like a wolf's muzzle. It roared upon sighting them and started lumbering towards them in furry at being disturbed by shinigami. Shiro winced briefly before drawing his zanpakuto. L yawned and with a lighting quick movement jumped into the nearest tree that would support his weight. He quickly drew his knees up to his chest in his comfortable position and looked down. "I'll leave this to you." He told Shiro shortly. Shiro looked up at L with wide disbelieving eyes.
"RYUZAKI!" He yelled at his superior officer. L just shrugged. He looked up at the hollow to see it's progress then raised his eyebrows in alarm. "Shiro-kun. Look out." L told his fellow calmly before Shiro could yell at him. Shiro turned sharply towards where the hollow was running at him and just managed to jump out of the way of one of it's huge paws. He landed and the looked at the hollow then down at his zanpakuto He nodded the took a deep breath. "Blaze, Shakaku!"He yelled. His zanpakuto glowed with crimson flames for a moment before it cooled. The blade was red with intricate flame designs and slightly longer and thinner then his un-released zanpakuto. He smiled up at the rampaging hollow then sliced the air horizontally.
"Okibikabe!" He hissed and with a sharp crack a wall of fire speed towards the hollow. It hit the beast head on and the monsters creature roared in pain, closing it's eyes as ash seeped into them and started raking his mask with huge claws in hopes of soothing the searing pain. Shiro exploited this temporary distraction and blindness and jumped to the chance. He quickly cut the beast down the center in a single fell swoop. It split into two pieces with a look of surprise etched on it's features and with an ear popping roar, fell apart. Shiro flashed L a cocky grin and sheathed his zanpakuto.
"How was that?" He asked proudly, hoping for praise. L looked at the smoking beast and shrugged. "Decent. I suppose." He said calmly. Shiro stopped dead while L started walking off, seemingly indifferent. Shiro watched in surprise for a moment as L walked away then his eyes went wide and his face curled into an angry snarl.
"Decent!?" He growled running to catch up with L. L looked over and placed his thumb at the corner of his mouth to pause for a moment of thought then nodded once before continuing.
"Decent." He agreed. Shiro hissed angrily and was about to jump on and attempt to pumle L when two low growling sound came from behind him. He turned around in comic horror and was face to face with two of the same snarling hollows he had just killed.
He jumped back fumbling with his zanpakuto and a huge taloned paw reached out for him. As he was about to be sliced by the massive claws the hand of the beast fell from the wrist and landed with a thump at his feet. He gulped and managed to draw his zanpakuto but it wasn't necessary. As he looked on, in a flash of silver, the two creatures were sliced into tens of pieces. He sighed in relief and turned to L.
"Than-" He started before a paw hit him in the side, throwing him against a tree. Behind where he had just been standing moments ago stood hundreds of the same hollow. One for every piece they had ben cut into. L sighed, his shoulders slumping.
"This might take awhile..." He muttered.
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END OF CHAPTER ONE!
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What did you think? Reviewers would be loved. I'd also like to thank my beta who kept me from sounding like a gibbering idiot from the spelling mistakes...Now anyways I just thought I'd mention a few things. L and Raito WILL NOT be the only ones from Death note in this. Well known Bleach Characters will be present in this. Raito and L are gay. Deal with it. Shiro might die and Hanataro has a minor role. Also the stuff I mentioned in the summary? Yeah, well L and Raito met late next chapter. Ryuk coming to Seireitei? Give me three to five chapters . Now for the Japanese I used. It sucks I know. I was born Canadian and couldn't speak a word of Japanese till a few years ago. Even then I could say little more then Baka. Sadly I learned that from watching InuYasha. I got all translations online but here's what the words are intended to mean.
Seireitei- The giant place where the Shinigami in Bleach live.
Shinigami- Death god.
Reiatsu- Spirt Energy.
Shakaku- Angle of fire. Pretty, huh?
Okibikabe- This is a strange one. Okibi means blazing fire and Kabe means wall. Just don't ask. It might protect your sanity.
Now that that's out of the way I must ask the masses a question. Two actually. First who thinks Shiro should die? I'm thinking of killing him and second who thinks Renji is hot? Not me. It's an ongoing fight between me and my beta. The second question can be voted on for the duration of the story... By the way Renji sucks and has eyebrows on his stomach. Anyways please fell free to give me advice and your opinion on my story or correct my spelling and grammar mistakes. English or Japanese. I'm off to go hide from Renji fans.
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Your's truly,
Silver.
