I don't own Death Note.
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A single night was special, and this one even more so. A night that was so special that humans weren't allowed to walk the streets. It was a custom passed down by the elders to their children, and their children's children. It was almost a custom now: don't walk the streets on the summer equinox.
A message driven into the heads of the young, but such a message led to confusion and curiosity. They whispered in courtyards and classrooms, made up scary stories to frighten the younger students, but deep down they all wondered, and because they were children they left to find out why. Most survived and said that they saw nothing. Others died. The loss of their lives made them almost martyrs to the other children, but they didn't dare copy what they did.
When he was five he thought about it, but his little sister stopped him, screaming so loud for Dad that the windows could have broken.
That night four children died. The police couldn't do anything against this threat, only impose a curfew and ask parents to watch their kids on this night.
Light Yagami was seventeen, and therefore didn't need to be watched. He knew better, having had so many of his classmates die that way, and so did Sayu. Their parents could rest peacefully because they knew their children wouldn't die tonight.
But still, Light had trouble sleeping, and every so often looked out his window. He usually got board (except when working on cases) and this mystery had plagued him since childhood.
So for the second time in almost five minutes he looked out the window.
Something small ran across his yard. Small and white.
His peaked curiosity overcame his uneasiness and he carefully walked down to the lawn, making sure not to wake up his parents or Sayu.
It was a fox. A Japanese red fox with a white coat.
Light stared at it and it stared right back. Foxes tend to stay away from humans. What's it doing in Tokyo?
Its eyes darted over his form and started to slowly move closer to him. Light stayed absolutely still. The closer it got the more he thought that it was glaring at him. Soon it was close enough for Light to feel its breath on his hand.
"Good fox," Light murmured. The fox was way too big. Almost 1 and 1/3 meters in length and it was tall enough to reach Light mid-thigh at its shoulder. It bit down gently on his wrist and pulled.
When Light didn't move it growled and pulled even harder, tightening its grip on his arm.
"I don't want to go," he whispered to the fox, and then realized how futile it was talking to a fox.
But the fox let go of his wrist and looked at him with a tilted head.
Then something snapped. Across Tokyo light flared and broke, windows shattered and car alarms went off. Among the noise Light fell to the ground clutching his chest. His insides were on fire. Am I having a heart attack?
Just before the darkness closed in he saw the fox run away.
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L's eyes drifted over the paper. The murders of people who had stayed out to late on the summer solstice had been going on for hundreds of generations. And just yesterday something happened in Tokyo that a power surge or an earthquake could have caused, but there wasn't any record of something like that happening. It was entirely unique, which meant that something had changed in the situation.
Which meant that L might be able to solve a case centuries old.
L stirred his tea with a lollipop. This could be interesting.
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Okay, first chapter of my new fanfiction, even though a promise that I wouldn't be writing any more new ones. Okay, because this takes place in Japan, and because I'm an American I would welcome any corrections that I've gotten wrong.
Also I need someone to explain how in Japan Light name is written as moon and read as light.
Please read and review.