My friend and I decided to do this last year however we didnt really start on it. She will also be posting up her side of the story on her account tsuchikin901. When I say her side of the story I mean both of or stories are running side by side, they take place at the same time(well mines a few mothes faster then hers). That means our characters are going to interract...so go read her's too X3. i just wanted you to know that my full title of this story is:

Death Note: Black Vow

A Fallen Angel

Chapter 1 Rotting World

'This world is rotting no wonder kira tried to change it'

Sighing absentmindedly Sairi stared outside the window to her left. Ignoring the people around her, she focused on a bird flying freely through the sky. Tingling in her arm let her know the arm her head was resting on had fallen asleep. However, she made no attempt to move from her position. Sairi could feel the boredom set in, as her mind began wondering.

'It's a shame neither of them could succeed'

"Oi Yoshida!" the yell brought her from her thoughts to the real world. Glancing forward, she could tell Miharu-sensei was beyond ticked. He absolutely hated people that didn't pay attention while he was teaching. The forty year old math teacher looked as if he'd blow a gasket. "Miss Yoshida, since my lesson seems to be boring you why don't you teach the class instead," he growled. "Go over the problem I just did," he smirked. If there was one thing he loved more than coffee it was class humiliation. He enjoyed embarrassing his students in front of the entire class as a form of punishment.

Sairi frowned; no doubt he noticed her lack of attention and erased the problem as soon as he was finished. The smart look on his face annoyed her to no end; it defiantly said 'I dare you to try brat'. Sighing Sairi pulled herself from her chair and began to make her way to the front of the class.

As she passed her classmates she could hear their snide remarks and snickers. Firmly grabbing a broken piece of chalk, she began to write on the board. Everyone stared in disbelief as Sairi rewrote the problem perfectly. When she set the chalk down, the entire class was silent. Taking the chance, she began to make her way back to her seat. "Wait Yoshida…how did you," he trailed off shocked. Sairi paused glancing back, "is it wrong sensei?" she questioned knowing very well it was correct. "I…I…don't believe it…impossible," he muttered quietly.

It gave her great pleasure to know she silenced the great Miharu. Sairi wanted to laugh aloud but kept it in hidden by her poker face. "Miharu-sensei if nothing's wrong then I'd like to take my seat," she remarked overly polite. She knew he was going to reply but he was interrupted by the bell, ending the day.

Sairi grabbed her books from her desk and went to leave, but reluctantly was stopped. "Who told you how to do that problem miss yoshida?" he integrated. She shook her head, "no one sir, you were right next to me how could anyone tell me what to do," she replied holding her sarcasm at bay.

"I know what you brats do with those cell phones you can't fool me," he huffed. Sairi held in the urge to roll her eyes, he wasn't a cell phone user. "Miharu-sensei I haven't done anything wrong, I did what you asked me to do. If you don't mind I'm going to be late for my job," she excused herself leaving him gaping.

"I'm glad I don't have to actually work tonight," she sighed heading to her dorm. "Sai-chan!" Sairi froze groaning inwardly.

'Damn why did I have to run into her'

Sairi cursed silently preparing to face her nosy roommate. If she didn't wear her mask of happiness around Miyoko; then she'd get worried and start asking questions. Taking a deep breath Sairi spun around, her true emotions hidden.

"Hello Miyoko, what can I do for you?" she grinned happily. "You're such a doll Sai-chan!" Miyoko exclaimed pulling Sairi into a hug. The force made Sairi drop her books to the ground, not fazing Miyoko. "I love you so much Sai-chan," she smiled pulling away.

Miyoko put her hands together begging. "Can you do me a huge favor and take my books to our dorm," she said thrusting her book bag into Sairi's hands. "Thanks hun you're the best!" she said leaving without getting an answer. Sairi watched as she ran to her new boy-toy, wrapping her arm around his. Together they walked away laughing. Frowning she threw the bag over her shoulder before picking up her own belongings.

'Why in the hell was I made her roommate'

Sairi couldn't really complain though, Miyoko was never really at the dorm. Let's just say she got around the campus. The only time she was usually there was after a big drinking party, if she didn't hook up with a guy. And she usually stayed in bed all day complaining about her hang over.

Sairi couldn't understand Miyoko; she had the body girls would kill for, long wavy dark brown hair, and sky blue eyes. She could get any guy she wanted and yet she jumped from guy to guy.

'I just don't understand'

Sairi's thought was interrupted when something hit her hard on the head. The force threw her off balance and she fell, face first into the ground. Sitting up she wiped the dirt from her face, "damn that really hurt," she complained rubbing her head. Glancing forward Sairi spotted a crimson notebook lying on the ground. "Who the hell threw that!" she screamed pissed. However when she glared at the surround area, no one was in site. She was all alone, sitting on the ground. Getting up, Sairi walked over and picked the notebook up. The book was a deep crimson with 'Death Note' written across the cover in black and in English.'Death Note' was written from the upper right corner to the lower left corner, in beautiful calligraphic writing.

"Death Note….what kind of sick jock is this?" she questioned opening it. "The human whose name is written in this note shall die," she read aloud. She began to laugh, "who ever created this most likely has a sick sense of humor," she remarked. Sairi began to put the notebook back down however, she froze. "Maybe I should take it with me, I mean this stupid thing did hurt me, I can burn it," she whispered.

Tucking the notebook in with the rest of her things, she continued to her dorm. Originally planning on burning it she never realized she'd actually keep it. Nor did she know the cursed book would ultimately cause her death in the end.

Ok I just wanted to let you know that in the death note rules it states that there are red notebooks but their rare...Also if you didn't catch it Sairi has a photographic memory, she saw the first part of the proublem and just finished it...here's a link to my buddies story http: /www. fanfiction. net /s/6311747/1 / just get rid of the spaces

Disclaimer: I don't NOT OWN Death Note...no matter how much I want to