'FOUR YEARS AFTER THE EVENTS CONCERNING LIGHT'S DEATH'

THE SHINIGAMI WORLD...

Once again, Ryuk is seen staring off into space, bored as usual. He hasn't seen much action since writing Light's name in his Death Note, nor has he had many apples, but he got over his withdrawal symptoms a while back. He tried playing card games with the other shinigamis, but nothing so unimportant could hold his attention for long.

I've only been away from Earth for four years, so that new genius kid N should still be alive. I wonder if I could have some fun with him for a while. With that thought in mind, Ryuk prepared himself to go to Earth, telling his fellow mates that he would be gone writing names and would return shortly.

THE HUMAN WORLD...

He landed on the familiar grasses of Japan. Been a while since I've been here, but it won't be so hard to find a place to drop this thing. With that, he started toward Daikoku Private Academy, where Light used to attend high school. Finding a nice, secluded area (he didn't want some boring, useless moron to pick the Death Note up), Ryuk dropped the Death Note, allowing it to belong in the human world until someone picked it up and claimed ownership of it. That's that. I guess I should head back to my realm now and wait. And off Ryuk went.

'A COUPLE OF WEEKS LATER'

Amora Sai, a first-year high school girl with an average height, slightly tanned (but still pale) skin, raven-black hair, and golden eyes, walked out of the academy to find a peaceful and sunny day. Her insides turned in minor disgust, picturing all of the dreadful things this bright day could mask. Of course, anyone who asked it of her would get the same response of how beautiful it all was and what a great day she was having. It's all just a load of crap; no one gives a damn about what I really have to say, they just want a response that keeps them in the normal atmosphere. Oh, sure, I'll smile widely and play along, but I despise every one of them because of how fragile and insecure they are. Sai started walking toward a grove of trees in the back of the school's vast space. People didn't like to walk this way home because creepy people were said to hang out around here, but Amora Sai was not a coward; she knew self-defense and, if it came to it, she had a stun-gun hidden in a secret compartment in her bag. She wouldn't have even bothered with all of this if she didn't love the feel of walking through the green area in a shortcut to her house. It was one of the only moments of calm she ever had, and she treasured it quite deeply.

In the middle of the tree grove, Sai let out a pent-up sigh escape her, and sat down on the grass in front of one of the trees, obscuring anyone from the school's view of her. Her math teacher had wrung her out in front of all the other classmates, asking what was wrong with her, and how could she bring the class average down with her horrendous test scores. Similar scenarios had played out with her science, Social Studies, and English teachers. It wasn't that Sai was stupid, she just saw a test, or schoolwork of some kind, and groaned, knowing that it would just take up her time and would not fill the emptiness in any way. She hated the teachers for wanting to do their jobs so enthusiastically, and she hated the students who could have a normal, or not-so great life, but acted like robots in class (of course, she was the same, but that was alright because she wasn't such a big fan of herself, either). She took her scoldings expressionlessly, as she usually did, and sat down when they were finished. Now she was sitting against a tree, and there was nothing to do at home so she could just stay there for a while.

She moved her hands along the trunk, feeling its texture, its solidarity, and then dropped her hands to the roots that were above-ground. She'd been sitting against this tree, relaxing, for a long time, probably only a few weeks after her high school career had begun did she first start doing this. No moron had ever really wanted to sit down in the forest where molesters and all other sorts of evils lurked, but Sai was a new kind of idiot, who took things at her own pace and did as she wanted when she knew she could get herself out of that situation if need be. She closed her eyes while her fingers traced the familiar roots in their wavy growth. It's so easy to get lost in nothingness right here... but, something is different about this area of roots... it's up higher out of the earth than usual. She opened her eyes and turned to the changed area. 'Yes, someone has definitely put something under there, and something they didn't want anyone to find, by the looks of how well hidden it was. I wouldn't want to look at something that wasn't mine, but I'm curious now. What was so important that whoever it was buried the thing in such a concealed place? With that, she reached under as far as her arm could go... and pulled out a notebook.

"Not just any notebook," she muttered to herself, "but a Death Note." The scratched title alone was enough to send chills up her back, and she pocketed the (potentially) fake treasure in her backpack, setting off for her isolated room at her house.

I'm sorry it was short, but this is more like a prologue than the actual story ^_^.

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