I know I keep saying that I have too many fanfics, but I've only posted three (four now), but I have more than twelve that I haven't published, so... oh yeah, and I have exams. I will try to update as frequently, but no promises.

Death Note does not belong to me (no matter how much I wish it did). It belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.

Chapter One

Boredom

Upon reaching her house, Sarah pulled out her new copy of Death Note 7. She'd already read it several times, but could never understand why she enjoyed the manga and anime so much. Well, she thought, I guess that's the catch of being a hardcore fangirl. She
/smiled at her little joke and headed upstairs to her room, where, out of the corner of her eye, something caught her attention. The something in question happened to be a pendant, one that had a small, square charm on it, one that read clearly, Death Note. When
/Sarah looked closer, she saw the hinges on the pendant's side. As she opened it, a clock hand poked at her vision, under which the words, "The human whose name is written in this note shall die." Delighted, she put it around her neck, the
/small clock resting against her collarbone, ticking comforting her. "Now, to set the time… 3:00. Perfect." Then, as a joke, she pulled the dial four times, as Light had done with his watch. Little did Sarah know, doing that could have costed her her
/life. The pendant started opening of its own accord, sucking poor Sarah into a world she had believed was fictional.

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When her eyes opened, she was surprised to see that she was sitting in a classroom. Where am I? she wondered to herself.

You are in in Kanto, Tokyo. You've started schooling here today. Your name is Koiso Kumiko, said a voice in the back of her head.

That's not true! My name is Sarah Lawson! Sarah protested.

Not in this world. Your memories have been supplied for you, so even though you know your other identity, your real name here is Koiso Kumiko. You will follow these memories or else reveal you are from a different dimension.

So here, I am Koiso Kumiko–a Japanese name, and I am in Japan. Makes sense, as far as alternate dimensions can make sense. Follow the memories supplied, even though I can remember my real self. I get it. Wait–my pendant!

It is in your pocket. I couldn't have you waking up in it, ばか. It would look strange if it magically appeared.

Then, something jerked Sarah to her senses. Through the window, she saw a black bird falling through the sky–no, not a bird. A notebook. The Death Note! It exists! Then, she looked around. I should probably look through these fake memories and see everyone's personalities.

Smart choice. The guy in front of you is Soujiro Yoshikuni, and that girl on your right is Michiko Nakashima. The hot guy behind you is–

Light Yagami. I know who he is. And did you call him hot?

Maybe.

I don't believe it! A weird ghost thingy that's talking to me in my head has a crush on Light!

WEIRD GHOST THINGY?! Show a Shinigami some respect, at least! And I do not have a crush on him! I simply stated a fact. He's hot. The voice insisted.

You're a Shinigami? Sarah questioned.

Yeah. And I only came here 'cause of your freaky lifespan.

Could you expand on that?

Ugh. Basically, the numbers above your head are strange. It's as if they've shattered. Your name is fine, but the numbers are shattered, making patterns around your head. Right now, it's a snowflake. The pieces won't stop dancing around you, so I got curious. I looked it up, and it means you're immortal in this world. As in, you won't die. Ever. And when the story's over, you will return to your original dimension.

If that's true, and I know exactly how the story goes, I could end up changing it! Neither L nor Light would die, and I'd be–

Sarah's train of thought was interrupted by a call. "Kumiko-san, are you listening?"

"What? Oh, yeah. Sorry, sensei!" Sarah called, feeling a bit foolish. A few minutes later, when class ended, she went to talk to Light. "Hello, Yagami-kun," she said politely. "I have something important to say to you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I never did get your name," Light said. Well, if I am truly immortal, it wouldn't hurt. Plus, he doesn't have the notebook yet. Sarah reasoned.

"Koiso Kumiko. And this is concerning the notebook you saw fall earlier. Please, do not tell anyone about that book. It is real."

"O-okay, Kumiko-chan."

"Call me Koiso."

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"If you request me to call you by your first name, I would ask you do the same for me." Light said.

How did Koiso know that I saw a notebook fall? Light wondered. He decided to ask later. But even if she did see the notebook fall, and noticed me see it, what did she mean by "it's real?" Picking up the notebook, Light saw its title. "'Death
/Note'? As in a notebook of death?" He opened it. "'The human whose name is written in this note shall die. This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the
/same name will not be affected. If the cause of death is written within forty seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen. If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack. After writing the cause of death,
/details of the death should be written within the next six minutes and forty seconds.' Talk about weird… not to mention twisted. It's not unlike those chain letters you get that say you'll get cancer if you don't pass them on. But when she said 'it's
/real' could she have actually meant it? Unless Koiso-chan's trying to make a fool of me by arranging it so that it would be dropped… but the angle from which it was dropped at, there's no way it could have been thrown; it just fell. The only explanation
/would be that it would have been dropped by a plane or helicopter, and no one would do that…"

On impulse, Light opened the notebook, his pen hovering centimeters above the paper, when he muttered, "On the off chance someone actually dies, would that make me a murderer? Yeah, right. It's impossible. But still…" Light turned on the television, where
/a live broadcast was being played. Apparently a suspect in Shinjuku, Kurou Otoharada, had nursery children and teachers as hostages. It set Light's teeth on edge knowing that innocent people were being held hostage for no reason other than a ransom
/for the criminal. Light picked up his pen again, and wrote Kurou Otoharada. "A heart attack in forty seconds? We'll see." Light sat back in his chair, and counted to forty. "Hmph. Looks like the notebook doesn't work. I didn't expect it to
/anyway. Meaning Koiso-chan was–"

"Wait, we're seeing something! The hostages are coming out, and they all look to be unharmed! What? Yes, we have received confirmation that the suspect is now dead, I repeat, the suspect is now dead! The police are denying allegations that they shot the
/suspect. According to the hostages, the suspect just suddenly collapsed!"

A… heart attack? "It's unlikely, but if this thing is for real–I have to test it one more time!"

"Light, it's already 6:30. Don't you have cram school tonight?" Sachiko Yagami called from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm coming, Mom!" Light responded, stuffing the Death Note in his bag.

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7:00 already. Light should be here anytime now… Sarah thought to herself. Then, the store opened. There he is, right on schedule. Ha! I even sounded like he did during the busjacking! She buried her head deeper into Death Note 9. She'd
/finished volumes 7 and 8 earlier that day. A few things Sarah learnt about Koiso Kumiko: 1) Her parents were dead. 2) She had a lot of free time. 3) She had always been top of the class. 4) She was overloaded with free time, not just had a lot of
/it.

A scream. Then, a few seconds later, Sarah looked up from the manga drawing of Light and then to the actual boy in front of her, and walked toward him.

"I take it you now know that the Death Note is real, after what happened to Kurou Otoharada and Takuo Shibuimaru?"

Light gasped. "Y-you startled me, Koiso-chan," he breathed, "but how did you know? You were reading that manga the whole time!"

Sarah shrugged. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me. Now, you should hurry home and think about your murdering two men. See you at school, Light-kun!"

"Wait–how did you know about the Death Note? And that it was me?"

"Like I said earlier, you wouldn't believe me, O great harbourer of justice." Sarah said sarcastically.

"Please don't tell anyone," he practically begged. "Please,"

Sarah raised an eyebrow at him. "I wasn't planning to."

The next day, Sarah walked to school with Light. "So, planning on cleaning the world up with the Death Note? Good plan. Finally, something fun is going to happen. But just so you know, you aren't the only one set on bringing justice. I want in.
/I have a feeling you'll need my help."

Light started backing away. "Y-y-you keep reading my mind, knowing everything I do. How? You knew about the Death Note, and what I said I had and would use it for. I need to know the truth. How do you know this?"

"Like I said, you wouldn't believe me. There are also some secrets I wish to keep to myself. All in due time, Light-kun." Sarah said cheekily.

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Five days later, Sarah decided she'd ask Light if she could hang out at his place.

"Oh, yeah, let me touch your Death Note."

You do not need to, said the voice inside Sarah's head, you can already see and hear all Shinigami.

Better make him let me touch it anyway.

Ryuk will arrive soon and he'll probably be pretty confused if he sees your lifespan. Or rather, sees a bunch of lovehearts whenever you're near Light.

LOVEHEARTS?!

Jeez, I'm kidding. But you should ask him out. Seriously.

Shut up, Shinigami.

"Erm… okay, but why?"

"You'll see." Sarah diverted her attention the the Shinigami in her head. What's your name? It's been five days and you haven't told me.

Menta.

Ah. But seriously, is my lifespan a bunch of lovehearts? It would be too embarrassing if anyone saw that, and Misa… oh, dear.

Dunno.

Menta!

I won't tell you. But if you want, I can trade the Shinigami eyes…

No. I want to live until the end of this, but if I am immortal as you say, there's no telling what'll happen to my real life in the human world. And I'd really like to actually live out my whole life.

Why do you people have to be so smart?

Don't ask me.

Then she realised Light was holding out the notebook. Sarah prodded it, then said, "Okay. Thanks." Then, feeling she had been a bit cruel to Light, she hugged him–it was a friendly hug, and nothing more. (A/N: Sorry, Sarah/Light shippers! Okay, that was weird. o_o) "Sorry
/if I've been cruel. I don't want to freak you out."

"You don't want to freak me out? Recently, you've been reading my mind, foreseeing my plans, and it's like you know me better than I know myself. If anything, I'd say I'm being pushed to the limit. I'd think it's a little late for that." Light said tiredly.

Tears formed in Sarah's eyes. "I know your fate. I know, and I don't like it. I don't want you to die, Light. Not so soon. Please, don't die," Sarah sobbed into his arms.

Koiso, you're going too far! You'll be sent back to your world and killed if you say much more! Menta's voice said urgently in her head.

Light sat down. "Die? What do you–?"

"I see you're having fun with the Death Note, aren't you, Light?" A croaky voice came from the window.

Light screamed and almost fell off his chair, leaving Sarah to roll her eyes and catch him. "Hello, Ryuk."

"Huh? You can see me?"

"If I couldn't, would I be talking to you, Shinigami?"

"Using names don't hurt when you're addressing people. Shinigami have feelings too, you know.

True, said Menta.

Meanwhile, Light had gotten up. "A Shinigami, huh? A god of death. I can't say I'm surprised to see you. In fact… Ryuk… I've been waiting for you."

They conversed just like the exchange went in the manga, while Sarah contemplated the ICPO meeting that was to be held, and how L would try get Kira. Oh, dear… L… I have to save him, too! A whole bunch of lives could be saved thanks to me! If only…

You could do it, you know. But without hurting yourself… that may not be possible.

Multiple lives in comparison to one person's pain? Is that a question? Please.

Meh. And I was lying about the lovehearts anyway.

I really hate you.

Yay, first chapter of The Real World! Hope you like it! ^v^