I've known about Death Note for probably about ten years now and didn't take interest until two years ago (starting with watching L best moments videos online.) Last month I bought the first five volumes. The idea for this story came from the mini comic of Ryuk wanting a silver Gameboy Advanced SP.

I don't know when this takes place. I think I wrote Ryuk more or less accurately. I'm mostly worried Light might be OOC.

And, like if I can finally get around to writing the Halo oneshot I've outlined, this is not supposed to be serious. At all.

"Light?" Light looked up from the book he was reading on the couch as Sayu walked up to him, "Have you seen my GameBoy?"

Light shook his head, "I'll let you know if I find it."

"Thanks." She wandered away, looking around.

Sayu wouldn't just lose something like that…. Light glanced around. Where was Ryuk?

He went up to his room. And there Ryuk was, sitting on his bed, staring at the screen of a pink GameBoy Advanced SP, laughing maniacally.

"Give it back."

Ryuk didn't look at him. "I'm not done yet."

"It isn't yours."

"I'm borrowing it."

Light walked over to him, "Sayu is looking for it."

Ryuk leaned away, "It's still my turn."

"If you give it back I'll give you an apple."

"I can get one anytime I want."

Light slowly exhaled, "If you give it back I'll buy you one."

Ryuk looked up, "With games? Three, no, four."

"No."

"If I don't get any games I can just take Sayu's."

Light sighed, "Fine. A silver Advanced SP with three games."

Ryuk stared at him for a few seconds. "Let me save." He looked back at the screen for a moment, closed the GameBoy and put it in its bag. He gave the bag to Light. "I only leveled up a few times and I didn't continue with the story."

"I'll get one for you next Christmas," he turned away, leaving, "If you don't take Sayu's again."

Ryuk watched him leave, "But this Christmas is next week…."

One year later…

Ryuk stared at the TV screen, "I don't want an Advanced SP anymore."

Light looked away from his homework, "What?"

Ryuk turned to him, pointing at the screen, "I want that." An ad for the Nintendo DS was airing. He shoved piece of paper at Light. "You promised."

Light stared at the scribbles saying "Nintendo game system" and "games". "You wrote this."

"Yes I did."

"If I get it for you you're going to have to wait to open it."

"Can you wrap it?"