Hello, everyone. Someone needs to stop me from writing more YOI fanfic, because I'm seriously addicted.I just got this idea for a YOI crossover with my all time favourite anime, Death Note. I am sorry if it sucks. I don't own YOI or DN.

How dare that Yuuri Katsuki think himself to be better than me? What was so great about him that made Viktor abandon me for him? How the hell did he think he was?

Unfortunately, I have to admit he somehow DID manage to learn to skate better than me.

That Idiot!

I was taken aback when I saw something that seemed to fall from the sky. I moved closer, and I noticed it was a small notebook, with the words DEATH NOTE written on it.

Death Note?

A notebook of death?

I picked it up and turned the pages.

'Then person whose name is written in this notebook shall die.'

Huh?

So, if I wrote Yuuri Katsuki's name in the notebook, he's die?

No way! This had to be a joke.

I decided to test it. I thought of Dmitry Ivanovich, the infamous criminal responsible for a slew of murders in Moscow. I wrote his name in the notebook.

I read the notebook further. Apparently, if I didn't specify the cause of death, the person would die of a heart attack in forty minutes. People sharing the same name would not be affected as one had to picture the face of the person to kill him or her.

Of course, this was probably just a stupid prank.

'Breaking News. Moscow serial killer Dmitry Ivanovich dead from a heart attack.'

No way!

So the Death Note was real?

I was about to write Yuuri Katsuki's name on the notebook, when a large, ugly, monstrous creatures appeared before me. I screamed.

'Yuri Plisetsky.'

'Wh...who are you?'

The creature gave a creepy laugh. "I'm your Shinigami, of course.'

'sh-shin-shini...'

'Shinigami. A god of death. The name is Rekah.'

'Wh...what are you doing h...here?'

'When a human picks up a death note, he or she would be followed by one of is at all times. That's one of the rules.'

'Are you here to punish me?''

'Punish you? No. The owner of a death note is free to do with it as he sees fit, Yuri Plisetsky. We are not supposed to help or to hinder him.'

'Don't, I can still write Yuuri Katsuki's name?'

'Yes, if it pleases you. But know this, an owner of a death note can neither go to heaven, nor to hell for eternity'

'I don't believe in heaven or hell anyway.'

'I bet you didn't believe in Shinigami either earlier.'

I sighed. Then I picked up my pen to write Yuuri Katsuki's name in the death note. Then suddenly, a thought struck me. What if I wrote Victor's name instead Yuuri's?

My ambition was to become the greatest skater on eart. And I knew that wouldn't be possible with Viktor alive.

Could I really do that?

I could get past all the top skaters like that.

But what would be the fun in that? Victory wouldn't be so sweet if it is attained by cheating.

I should just get rid of Katsuki and be done with it.

Damn him. I mustered all the anger I felt towards him the day we had that stupid face off with Eros and Agape.

Agape.

Grandpa.

I suddenly felt ashamed of myslf. Was I really thinking about murdering people? People who had not really done any wrong, and people who had loved ones of their own like I had grandpa?'

I made up my mind.

'I don't want the death note.' I told Rekah the Shinigami.

'Well, then are you willing to relinquish the ownership of the notebook? You would lose all your memories related to it if you do.'

'I am willing.