Father Kira

Chapter 1: And so it Starts

It was the end of another day at school. Another day as the perfect son. Yagami Ratio, known by most as Light, made his way to the spot in the yard where he had seen the notebook. He looked at it: 'Death Note' he read. It was probably a joke. He would head home, do homework, study, and help his sister before going to bed and starting all over again.

He was board.

He stuck the book into his bag and headed home.

"I'm home," he called as he opened the door.

"Welcome home, Light. How was school?" Yagami Sachiko asked her son, coming out of the kitchen where she had been preparing dinner.

"The same as always," he said.

"He means perfect as always," Yagami Sayu said. "For me it's hard to live up to the perfect brother."

"You're not stupid. You just need to apply yourself more," Sachiko told her daughter.

"I'm going to study," Light said.

"You already know all that stuff, what are you really doing?" Sayu called up after her brother.

"Studying," Light replied.

"Girl's anatomy or boy's?"

"Sayu!" Sachiko said.

"So that's what you're doing instead of studying," Light replied.

"Light!" Sachiko said.

"Of course! Look at Ryuuga Hideki!" Sayu called back.

"No, thank you," Light said.

"Okay, then how about Misa?"

"Absolutely not."

"Ah, why do I have to be stuck with the one person in the world that is asexual as a brother?"

"Sayu! Light!" Sachiko said, shocked. The two laughed. Sachiko shook her head and then went back to making dinner. Sometimes she just didn't know about those two.

Much Later…

Soichiro was coming home from a long day at work. They had failed to put the guy away today. Hisoka had gotten away because of too little evidence. He'd broken into his ex-wife's house and killed her and her new husband. His clothing was covered with their blood. But he said that he'd only gone in to get some of his things the ex-wife had recently uncovered and found them dead. The blood he said was from trying to save them. No one believed this story- he'd been heard on more than one occasion threatening his ex and her new husband.

On top of that, he'd missed dinner because he was working late. Soichiro ate the leftovers that were cold even though they'd been left in the oven for him. He then headed up the stairs. Soichiro opened the door to his son's room. Light was fast asleep. He backpack was open, leaning on his desk. Not really paying attention to what he was doing, Soichiro made his way to the bag. A black notebook caught his eye. Picking it up, he read the cover. 'Kids these days,' he thought, 'had no idea when something was too much.' Quickly flipping through the pages, Soichiro was glad to see that Light at least hadn't followed the newest trend. Saying good night to his son, Soichiro left the room with the notebook, slipping it into his work bag. His son had more important things to worry about then whatever joke kids were up to these days. Like the college entrance exams. Yes, his son was better off without this notebook.

The next day the newspaper was covering the Hisoka case. Soichiro hardened his resolve. He wouldn't let the next one get away. If only there was something he could do about Hisoka. At the office, the reporters attacked. "How do you feel about Hisoka getting away… do you think he was guilty?" Ignoring them, Soichiro went to his office. The TV was on, showing reporters talking to Hisoka. He was smiling. 'He's laughing at us,' Soichiro thought, 'He shouldn't be allowed to get away!' Soichiro opened his work bag and saw the black notebook he'd taken from his son the night before. He stared at it and shook his head. He started flipping through reports on his desk, but his eyes slid up to the TV and back to the notebook. He pushed the notebook farther into the bag and returned to the reports. But his eyes wandered back to the bag. 'It couldn't hurt. It's not like I'm actually going to kill the guy. I'm only letting off a little steam, that's all.' He pulled out the notebook and wrote down: Hisoka…

At the Yagami House…

Light woke up after his father had left for work. He noted this in the back of his mind. This was normal. 'Father's very dedicated,' Light told himself. Putting his school books in his bag, he didn't notice the notebook was gone. In fact, he didn't remember it at all. "Morning, mother," he said as he sat down for breakfast.

"Good morning Light," Sachiko said, smiling at her son.

"Lighttt…can you help me with my math tonight?" Sayu begged, looking pleadingly at her brother.

"Sayu, you should at least say good morning first," Sachiko chided.

Light rolled his eyes, "Of course," he said. "Though I should just put my name on your homework, since normally the one who does it puts their name on the assignment," Light continued teasingly.

"That's not true, I do my homework!" Sayu said to defend herself.

"When?"

"That's enough, you two." Sachiko stopped the two of them. "Light, I'm glad you're helping your sister, just make sure you're helping- not doing it for her," Sachiko told her son quietly.

"Yes, mother," Light replied. In the background, the TV was showing the reporter who had been talking to Hisoka panicking. Hisoka had just collapsed mid-interview. It wasn't until later that it was reported he died of a heart attack. Over the next several days criminals who were acquitted due to lack of evidence or other technicalities would die from heart attacks. Other criminals who were released from prison for good behavior also died.

Across the world in a dark room with only a computer, a man perched, looking at recent death reports. He pressed a button. "Watari, I'm going to talk to Interpol."