This is a fanfic insprired by Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult, however it is not a "full" songfic. It contains MAJOR SPOILERS for volume 12 of the manga/episode 35 of the anime. I don't own Death Note or any of the characters, they belong to Tsugumi Ohba, Takeshi Obata, Shueisha and Viz Media. Don't Fear the Reaper was written by Buck Dharma.

The song came on the radio as I pulled into the church...

Romeo and Juliet

Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet

40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet

40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness

Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are

Come on baby...don't fear the reaper

Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper

We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper

Baby I'm your man...

I saw the news on the monitor- Matt... I'd lost him... what use was my life without him? We'd grown up together, we'd met just before the accident in the mafia HQ... he rigged the explosives that etched the pain of defeat upon my face... now he was in heaven... I was going to kill Takada, but I couldn't kill myself... even if it was to be with him...

I felt my chest tighten.

I was going to meet him once again... I hoped... I'd been a bad man all my life- the rosary around my neck and the church I was in belied my life of sin. The only thing I hadn't done was kill and I wasn't going to do it now that I myself was being killed. Takada or Yagami must have used the notebook against me. I grabbed my rosary and croaked out a confession with my final breath:

"Forgive me... Lord... for I have... sinned-" I collapsed onto the steering wheel as I left the old world.

I was walking through fire.

Hell.

From through the fire I saw it. The bright light that indicated there was something better up there for Mihael Keehl. I could finally discard that horrible, unfitting alias I'd had from childhood- Mello. We were going to be forever in eternity, whether in heaven or hell. We were the Romeo and Juliet of this messed up afterlife. Forty thousand men and women died that day but only two of us were like Romeo and Juliet- redefining happiness. The pearly gates came into view and I looked down at what I was wearing- a pure white gown like the others filtering through.

I looked down through the clouds at the church where I'd died like a dog. It was on fire- the way I'd always wanted to go out. I saw myself engulfed in flames, rapidly becoming a charred mess. I snapped out of my torpor to see St. Peter writing in a black notebook. I continued walking into the light but he stopped me in my tracks. "Mihael".

"Yes", I replied. Maybe this was a mistake and I was bound for hell all along.

"You've set the foundations for Near's victory against Kira. You had a strong belief in God, not unlike many of your fellow mafia colleagues, but unlike them, you didn't kill. You and your friend Mail Jeevas saved the world, Mihael. You more than deserve to be here" I melted into the crowd and heard a familiar voice coming in front of me.

"You look a lot better than you do in the old world right now"

...could it be? I rushed up to him and hugged him, tears streaming down my face. "Forg-forgive me..." I sobbed while Matt rubbed my hair. "Shhh, Mello... Mihael... it's all over now... I died to save you... shhhhh..." After composing myself I held his hand and walked into our new world.