Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. It solely belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. The only thing I own is the story characters specifically made for the Fanfic. If this disclaimer is wrong please do not sue me.
KChan: Hi to the people who might read this story. I'm not a great fan of Death Note, but I did like the idea of a book of death, so I decided to write a story that had the death note in it. I don't know all about the death note, so please don't flame me because my knowledge isn't perfect. If it sucks let me know. If you like it and want me to continue let me know. This story is only a Fanfic because of the idea of death note. There is no Light or L as far as I know. Anyway please review and enjoy the first chapter.
Death Note Taboo
(Death Note Fanfic)
It was never meant to exist. It was only meant to remain in a story of blood and that was all. A book completely black with a title written in blood. A book that can kill by writing the name of a person. The owner can choose the method to end the person's life or the book will kill them through natural causes. This sinful book was called "Death Note." It was part of a horror story and it should have ended with the story. How can such a fearful weapon reach reality?
Note 1: Forbidden Book
Technology stopped advancing after 2012 and crime rates increased: women were raped; robberies were countless; and murders seemed like a daily routine. 2012 at night seemed like the apocalypse. It was safe mostly during the times when the sun was up or areas that practically had police force as a blanket: safe zones. One of the safe zones in the world was located in an area of Tokyo, Japan. This is where the hero of the story lives before the tragedy that was brought about by a single book.
Aoba Academy: a school created for all school levels in the safe zone to protect all children from harm. When a person attends this school, it seems like the tragedies of 2012 never came.
In the middle school section, around the sports arena, Keida Katsunagi was running across the soccer field with his other teammates as they played against the enemy team. Chiri Suwa, his teammate and best friend, had the soccer ball in play. Keida signaled with his finger for Chiri to pass the ball. Chiri smirked and did a mighty kick sending the ball flying toward Keida. Keida in turn leapt into the air and did a flying kick against the ball as his short blonde hair danced in the wind. The new force sent the ball flying pass the enemy goalie and into the opposing net. All watching cheered as the buzzer rang for the end of the game. Keida's teammates ran to Keida and Chiri congratulating them.
Keida and Chiri were the golden pair of the soccer team and had their sights on the championship. Keida, even without Chiri, was an ace in soccer. He was also talented in other sports and would show his talent when he had the chance.
In another part of the sports arena was Ahiru Katsunagi with girls of different ages watching her from over a small wooden fence. Her long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail and she wore the white archer's uniform. One hand held the bow and the other held the arrow with the red tip. She placed the arrow upon the bow and extended the string. With her focus fully on the target, she released the arrow. The arrow whistled as it traveled and then impaled the bulls-eye. The girls applauded and chanted Ahiru's name as she lowered her bow.
Ahiru was the Madonna of the archery team. She never missed her mark and had taken the team to the championship since joining..
Ahiru and Keida: two picture perfect individuals. They both have talents in sports; grades good enough for early college; always the top rank in the middle school section; and looks that would make even the Goddess of beauty burn with envy. The most perfect humans that everyone adores. Perfect twins related by blood.
Ahiru, after releasing all the arrows in her basket, headed to the locker rooms reserved for the archery team. Before she even had the chance to enter the locker rooms, Ayumi Kokonoe, her best friend since childhood, hugged her waist and pulled her close. Ahiru looked at her friend with wide eyes. Ayumi looked back at Ahiru through her black lenses with a smile upon her lips.
"Hi darling," greeted Ayumi.
Ahiru heaved out a sigh.
"Can't you ever greet me like a normal person?"
Ayumi giggled as she rubbed her soft cheek against the back of Ahiru's uniform.
"I just want to show how much you mean to me, darling," purred Ayumi. The door to the locker rooms suddenly opened revealing Kouji Su, Ahiru's archery teammate and Ayumi's boyfriend. Kouji saw Ayumi cuddling Ahiru from behind and felt his eyebrow twitch. Kouji pulled Ahiru away from Ayumi's grasp and shoved Ahiru behind him. He crossed his arms at Ayumi.
"We're dating, right?"
Ayumi nodded, her focus still on Ahiru.
"Then why do you greet Ahiru before me?" inquired Kouji. Ahiru did a simple "Hi" without looking at him and reached pass him trying to retrieve Ahiru from behind him. Kouji pinched the bridge of his nose wondering why he even started dating Ayumi. To Kouji's surprise, Ahiru shoved him forward into Ayumi's arms and stated, "I need to bathe and change, so wait here." Ahiru then slammed the locker room door behind her.
Kouji crossed his arms at the closed door.
"Now that was rude," stated Kouji, as Ayumi called for Ahiru repeatedly.
"Hey Kouji!"
Kouji glanced behind him and saw Keida and Chiri, in their school uniform, walking toward them. Keida and Chiri reached Ayumi and Kouji with a smile on their faces.
"So is my dear sister ready yet?" asked Keida in a cheery mood.
"She just went in, but do you seriously want to go Karaoke tonight?" asked Kouji, remembering that Keida had made plans for them. Keida nodded and added, "Chiri's dad is a high ranking officer and sent us some protection as a precaution, so no worries." Chiri nodded.
"My dad sent one of the best martial arts masters. He should be here soon as planned," stated Chiri. Kouji felt reassured as did Ayumi. Keida looked toward the locker room's door wondering when Ahiru would be ready.
In the girls' showers of the locker rooms, Ahiru let the warm water soak her body and long hair. As she bathed, she thought of places to visit for the holiday with her brother, Chiri, Kouji, and Ayumi: the people closes to her heart. She never told any of them, but she was willing to sacrifice her own life if it would save them from any danger that would come to them. Her thoughts were interrupted at the sound of something falling in the water. She looked over her shoulder and saw, lying in the water, a pure black hard covered book. She knelt down as she reached for the unknown book. The minute her tender fingers touched the book, an unknown pale hand materialized on it. Ahiru's eyes widen. She raised her head slowly away from the book. Eyes still wide, she was now gazing into the eyes of an older boy.
The boy had long black hair that was curled. His eyes were crimson red like blood. His skin was pale like a ghost. A black mark shaped like a teardrop rested under his left eye. His lips were black and looked smooth and his nose fit his small face. His clothes were pure black. His shirt was sleeveless with a picture of a bleeding skull upon it. It looked gothic with the chains dangling from the baggy pants. His nails were long and black.
The sound of water falling to the marble ground was the only thing heard as Ahiru and the boy stared at each other. Ahiru snapped out of her shock and was about to scream to alert her friends, but the unknown boy immediately covered her mouth with his ice cold hand. Ahiru tried to pry his hand off, but he was surprisingly strong with his small built. Ahiru was beginning to sweat fearing the worst. The boy narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
"I am not here to rape you, so calm down, Ahiru Katsunagi."
Ahiru's eyes widened wondering how a complete stranger knew her name. The boy picked up the black book without removing his other hand from Ahiru's mouth.
"I was just in here to pick up something I dropped."
Ahiru stared at the book in the boy's hand. Her heart began to race when blood began to leak from the cover. The blood took form of words: Death Note. Ahiru, out of fear, managed to kick the boy in the stomach. The boy gasped, pulling away from Ahiru and gripping his pain pulsing stomach. Ahiru tried to crawl away, but her hands slipped on the water forcing her back on the ground. The boy recovered quickly and then grabbed Ahiru by the hair. He forced her head up making her gasp in pain.
"You have some nerve to strike a Shinigami," hissed the boy.
"Shinigami?" muttered Ahiru as she tried to pry the boy's hand from her hair to no avail.
"That's right and I hate to tell you this, but one of your friends is going to die tonight."
"What?"
"One of your friends will die tonight and there is nothing you can do about it," said the boy with a smirk upon his lips.
Ahiru gritted her teeth, not wanting to believe the Shinigami's words. The Shinigami suddenly placed his other hand under her chin, rubbing his thumb against her wet cheek.
"You're not going to remember any of this anyway, Ahiru."
The Shinigami pressed his cold lips against Ahiru's lips making her eyes widen. He forced his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. Ahiru snapped out of her shock and bit his tongue hard drawing blood. The Shinigami managed to pull away with blood around his lips. The Shinigami glared at her one last time before vanishing.
Ahiru sat on the wet ground of the showers with her legs sprawled out. Warm blood stuck around her lips. The bitter taste of the blood made her gag. She slipped out of the showers and bent over the closest toilet, throwing up the taste of the Shinigami's blood. Breathing heavily, she wiped the remnants of the blood off and flushed the toilet. She gripped her head remembering the Shinigami's words and the book with words of blood.
"Was that even real?"
Ahiru remembered the kiss and felt nauseous all over again.
Keida, outside with the others, tapped his foot impatiently, while leaning against the wall of the locker rooms. Chiri looked at his watch and then at Keida.
"Does Ahiru usually take this long?" asked Chiri.
"No, but towards the end of the month, she takes ages," stated Keida.
Chiri blushed realizing what Keida meant. Ayumi whacked the back of Keida's head warning him never to talk badly of Ahiru.
"Fine, fine," muttered Keida as he rubbed the back of his head, Keida looked toward the locker room doors and added, "But she is taking a long time." Keida grabbed the knob of the locker rooms.
"I better get her."
Kouji pulled Keida into a choke hold forcing Keida to release the door knob and yelled, "What makes you think that you are allowed in the girls' locker rooms?"
"She's my sister…we bathe together…when we were in elementary," choked out Keida.
"You're still not allowed in!" exclaimed Kouji, beginning to turn red. Keida began to turn blue from lack of oxygen.
The door suddenly opened revealing Ahiru in her school uniform. Ahiru saw Kouji holding Keida in a choke hold with Chiri trying to set Keida free and Ayumi staring at her with bright eyes. Ayumi embraced Ahiru saying her name. Ahiru petted Ayumi's head and then looked at Kouji.
"Can you please release my dear brother, Kouji-Senpai?"
Kouji scoffed and released Keida allowing Keida to finally take in air. Kouji crossed his arms and said, "Please tell him about restrictions when concerning you two."
"Restrictions?"
Kouji nodded and added, "He wanted to go in the girls' locker rooms to get you because you were taking too long." Ahiru suddenly remembered the Shinigami and clenched her forehead.
"Are you all right darling?" asked Ayumi, still embracing Ahiru. Ahiru nodded. She suddenly felt Keida's hand on her forehead making her flinch.
"You don't have a fever, but maybe I should take you home. You don't look so good," stated Keida in concern. The words of the Shinigami echoed in her head. Ahiru shook her head and said, "I'm fine so let's go." Keida smiled and nodded. Keida looked toward Chiri and said, "Our bodyguard should be at the front gate by now, right?" Chiri nodded.
"We better hurry then," said Kouji. They began to walk side by side down the path. Ahiru clenched her hand feeling a chill down her back. She glanced back, but saw that no one was there.
"Ahiru?" whispered Ayumi. Ahiru flinched and looked at Ayumi.
"Yes?" answered Ahiru. Ayumi smiled and held her arms at Ahiru.
"My leg hurts from running, so can you carry me?" asked Ayumi innocently. Ahiru sighed.
"Why were you running when all you had to do for the art club was sit in a chair and paint?"
"I was running to get to the locker rooms faster so I can greet you."
Ahiru chuckled and then knelt down. She held her hand to Ayumi and offered to carry her on her back. Ayumi smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around Ahiru's shoulders. Ahiru rested her hands under Ayumi's legs and stood up. With Ayumi upon her back, Ahiru continued to walk behind Keida, Kouji, and Chiri. Ayumi smiled with a blush against her cheek and rested her head against Ahiru's blonde hair.
As they walked, the Shinigami watched them from behind a tree. His focus rested on Ahiru.
Does she still remember me?
The Shinigami looked at the black book in his hands and back at Ahiru.
It can't be.