My first try at a Death Note fanfic. Please don't flame it!!!

Disclaimer: I own everything that isn't in the Death Note series.

Prologue

*sigh* this is going to be a long day. I hope today I'll be lucky, and finally get a hold of the task force. I've been having trouble with that since the first day of being in Japan. Well, that and I haven't spoken Japanese in a few years. I probably haven't spoken it since they said I had mastered it at Whammy's house. That's right, I learned at Whammy's House how to be one of the greatest detectives in the world. I left that place at the age of 16, and I'm pretty sure that few even noticed I left.

I was fifteen when I found my death note. Giyvum had been looking for people to kill, and as he flew over his second death note had fallen out of his belt and into the world below. I had been sitting maybe 20 feet from where it landed, and before he could grab it, I had picked it up and become the rightful owner.

That night I stayed up and listened as Giyvum explained everything to me. I asked a few questions here and there, and he was able to answer them all because he was one of the first Shinigami to appear. This was the reason he had the second notebook.

Flashback

A fifteen year old girl sat on her bed looking as if she was talking to no one, but was actually having a deep conversation.

"Giyvum," she asked, "why do you have two death notes?"

"Simple really" He replied "I am one of the oldest shinigami in the universe. I am almost as old as the king himself. With that in mind I asked to have a second death note and he agreed as long as I would take good care of it. I guess that it is probably going to be taken away when I get back to the shinigami realm."

"Thanks, but I still have two more questions. One, if a human is killed by a death note, is there any way to bring them back to life?"

Giyvum looked very flustered at this question, but still answered it to the best of his knowledge. "Yes, there is one way. It is called the kiss of life. Truly in my lifetime I have only seen it happen once. The kiss of life can only happen to an extremely lucky person. What you need to do is take the... dust, I guess you would call it, of a shinigami. You scoop it into your hands, and put it into the person's mouth. After you close their mouth you kiss them, transferring half your life to that person, and bringing them back from the dead."

"Wow, who did you see perform that?" she asked him amazed.

"Is that what your second question is?" he spoke, sound as if she had a tender spot.

"Sorry, question two, how long will I live if I get the shinigami eyes?"

"I can't tell you exactly, but I will tell you that you have an unnaturally long life because of a shinigami who wanted to save you. They cared about you so much that they sacrificed their life so you would make it out of that robbery alive."

"So, if I get the eyes, my life will be a normal life span?"

"Correct, Antanasia" Giyvum whispered, calling her by her true name.

Antanasia thought long and hard about it, and finally made her decision.

"I'll take them."

End Flashback

Years have passed since that day. I am now a good 24 years old. Time is still ticking away like it always does, but now I have a better to do with my life besides live in my ratty apartment and work at my crappy job. I finally can come back in to the world of being a detective and prove to everyone that it was worth their time to take me in at Whammy's.

I am going to solve the Kira case before L does.