This is the first fanfiction I've ever written so cut me some slack PLEASE!
I hereby disclaim: I don't own (nor will I ever own) the anime Death Note. If you havent
seen or read the series, I suggest you do.
Mihael Lawliet Rivers sat down and opened the report card. Straight Fs again. He sighed. At this rate, he wasn't going to make it through 6th grade unless he pulled up his grades next marking period. He shredded the paper and dumped on the road watching as the tumultuous wind broiled aroung the scraps and carried the remenants away. Mihael picked up his bag and walked home.
Mihael opened the door. His 36 yaer old father's face greeted him. He looked down not wanting to meet Near's gaze. He uddered a simple 'hi' and charged up to his room. Nate Rivers sat down again at the computer, he was looking at his sons online grades, straight Fs, missing assignments, failed tests. How had Mihael not tell him about this! Near shouted up stairs and summonded Mihael down.
Mihael POV –
Oh no, dad had that tone of voice again. He must have found out, he musted be pissed. Thoughts raced through my mind as I sauntered downstairs. Yeah, dad? I called. He pointed to the computer screen. Explain was written in his eyes. I poured out about the bad grades the mistakes the missing assignments, even the report cards. He nodded and when I was down he put an arm on my shoulder, "Why?" he asked innocently. "I'm sick of everyone comparing me to my "genius dad" I want to be 'Mihael' not 'Near or Nate Rivers son'!" I yelled. He put his arm around my sholder. "Don't worry Mihael, he cooed, "I'll help you be your own person, I'll help you do you homework and I promise always to have enough time for you."
Hope you enjoyed sorry it's so short, the next few will be longer. R&R. Oh, and eat an apple.