AN: I do not own Death Note, nor do I claim to. So there. It is copyright its creators.
And… if you are offended by crack fics involving shinigamixhuman, run away.
Ryuk was sitting peacefully in the corner of Light's room, eating an apple. He was watching Light scribble things into the Death Note, and do homework at the same time. He could not hear Light's frantic beating heart, not his nervous breathing. Beads of perspiration were beginning to form on his forehead.
Light swallowed several times, trying not to shake. He had had that dream again last night. The one with him and Ryuk. Now, he was sitting at his desk with his back to Ryuk, wondering if Shinigami could read thoughts.
What would Ryuk think? Would he be repulsed? As much as Light was repulsed by his own dream, he didn't want Ryuk to be.
Oh, Ryuk… Why are you always on my mind? He glanced at him, serenely eating his apple, his huge round eyes refecting the afternoon light. He looked so beautiful.
Light's reverie was cut short when Ryuk noticed him staring. "What's up?" he asked. Light turned away before Ryuk could see his blush, and muttered, "Nothing."
What am I doing? Why am I blushing? His face indeed felt very hot. What did the shinigami's face feel like? I need to stop thinking like that! He continued to argue with himself until his mother called him down for dinner.
His relief did not last long, as Ryuk followed him downstairs.
Light's father sighed, and commented that the Kira case was going nowhere. Almost everyone had jumped ship, and L liked to act like a monkey. It was hard to concentrate when L looked at him with those huge eyes and talked about his hunches! Why couldn't he take the Kira case more seriously?
He stopped talking and looked at his son, for it was unusual for him not to make some comment when the subject of Kira came up. Light was leaning on his elbows, looking off into the distance…
"What's the matter, son? Thinking about a girl?"
Light shot up out of his hair, knocking it over. "I-it's nothing like that!" he shouted, and ran upstairs. And it indeed was nothing like that, unless Ryuk was female (but he seemed decidedly male to Light…)
Light's father looked at his mother. "Ah, teenage years… I remember when I first had a crush on a girl…"
His mother said, "I just hope it doesn't affect his school work!"
That night… Light stared at the wall next to his bed.
"…Ryuk?"
"Yes?"
"Nothing… I was just wondering if you were still here, is all…"
"Where else would I be?"
"Never mind. Good night, Ryuk."
"Good night, Light."