When I said that I hated Light Yagami, I lied.
Well, not necessarily at first, but it did eventually get there. I don't know what it is about that goddamn human; he's a bastard, there's no denying it, but there's something, just something about him that made me switch my affections from Misa to him. Not that he ever knew, of course, but he was the real human I died for that day.
My love for Light Yagami was not the same as it was for Misa. It struck me as odd, really, that there were different kinds of love to experience.
Such things as love were little felt in the Shinigami Realm—foreign emotions, if you will, amongst the ever-present boredom that constantly plagued our minds and bodies like disease. The emotions I felt for Light Yagami and for Misa Amane, were, as you say, refreshing.
It's a shame the boy never felt any such emotions of his own.
Chris: Hi guys, this is my first fanfic. So let me introduce myself. As you can guess, my name is Chris. This was cowritten by my very good friend, Ratt9, who definitely didn't write more than I did.
Ratt9: Hee, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed. Have you heard the newest myth on fanfiction? That reviewing fanfic will grant you with magical powers? You'd better try it out, just to be sure. Anyway, this will probably become a drabble collection, so look for more chapters! Farewell~
-Chris
~Ratt Kazamata, 4/08/2012