Disclaimer: I can't take it anymore, I don't own Lawliet, OKAY!? cries (also goes for any other death note character) but i do own my own victims... i mean characters...

Chapter 1: The introduction

A young girl sat by a window, looking at the passing scenery. She had a blank expression on her face, blank brown eyes, and a pout that made her look like she was in deep thought. Her school uniform was a boys, well, her brothers. She has her hair in ponytails, bangs hanging over her face. Poor child.

"Poor child, you have no friends, no family, no home. You feel so alone. I can sense it." I hovered in front of her. "But I will always be with you."

"A figment of my imagination will always be with me. I really must of gone insane." She said quietly.

I smiled at her. "So you do see me, how... unusual for a human."

She did a quick scan around the train car, empty, no cameras. She look at me, then at the note book in my hands. "Shinigami?"

He couldn't be a shinigami. He looks more like a beaten angel. He still had some feathers on his silver wings. His skin was a little pale, his eyes... So beautiful. Purple with red dots. His clothes, where like a teen. A plain white shirt, baggy green cargo's, and army boots. They where torn, ripped, and dirty.

"Yes, I am a shinigami." He said handing me the notebook. "And this is my death note. Now it is yours, I am not allowed to leave your side."

I took the book. It was so... ordinary. The smooth black cover was so, boring. I opened it, it was in English.

Death Note Rules

1) The human who name is written in this note shall die.

2) This note will not take effect unless the writer has the subject's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.

3) If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of writing the subjects name, it will happen.

4) If the cause of death is not specified, the subject will simply die of a heart attack.

5) After writing the cause of death, the details of the death should be written within the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.

I closed it and pinched my self. "Ouch." Okay, so what? I felt pain while I was dreaming before. I hugged the book to my chest. "Why do you look so different than from the other Shinigami. You look so... angelic almost." I couldn't help but to stare.

"I am new. Most Shinigami are fallen angels. When they neglect their duty of protecting their charge, they become Shinigami. Give the worst curse possible. Kill or die." His smile faded. "We survive on the humans we kill. Taking their life span and adding it to our own."

"So, the more you kill, the more demonic you look?"

"Hai." He was so perfect.

"And you will never leave my side as long as I have this book? Even if I don't kill?" I begin to smile.

"Hai, you are now my master, Ten'on."

The notebook, the Death Note... It maybe evil, but now, I have a friend.

"What is your name, Shinigami?"

"I am now... Lust."

I walked down the street, heading no where. I wanted to see where my feet would take me. "Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo Pop..." Lust was singing behind me. His voice was a little raspy, but nice all the same. I grabbed my cell phone and put it up to my ear.

"Lust, how do you know a humans name?" I asked like I was talking to another person.

"I can see it above their head." He replied flying in front of me. "I can see your real name... Ten'on."

I walked through him and put my cell phone in my pocket. If he can see my name, then other Shinigami can too...

A sweet smell hit me. I stopped in my tracks and sniffed the air. "Cookies." Lust stared at me and pointed around a corner. I ran past him and saw a sweet shop. I walked up to it while reaching in to my pocket. I dug around, but only a few yen was there. I couldn't afford the cookies. I just stood there, staring through the window. So many different flavors. Chocolate chip, root beer float, lemon, peanut butter, and my favorite, brownie chunk.

"Master, do you want one?" He said pulling out another Death Note. He opened it and begin to write.

"No, Lust. Don't kill a person just for some stupid cookies." I said sighing. "That is a stupid and selfish reason to kill."

He frowned and put the Death Note away. "As you wish."

I walked into the store. It was torture, but I just wanted to see the cookies. I went up to the display case and stared. I begin to bite my lip, chewing it, then I begin to chew my thumb. I wanted those damn cookies.

"Pick one out, I'll buy it." The deep voice said behind me. I turned around to see stone colored eyes. Then I noticed the pale skin, black hair, and a blank face. Almost as if Lust had taken human form. Except for the slouch. Lust never slouched.

"Please, choose one." He said with a creepy look.

"Uh?"

"Choose a cookie, or several if you can't make up your mind. Your body language suggests you are low on glucose, which is why you are craving the cookies." He said staring.

"Body language?" I was confused, and slightly creep out.

"Yes, you hands were shaking slightly, and you where swaying a little. I came to the conclusion that percentage of you not purchasing the cookie already because you don't have the money is 83 percent, 17 percent that you are anorexic." He said pointing to the brownie chunk cookies to indicate that he would like to purchase them. "I would like a baker's dozen, please."

The clerk bagged the cookies and handed to the strange man. The man paid and took the bag. He held it with two fingers as he dug a cookie out. He handed it to me. I stared at him. I know I lost some weight, but do I look anorexic?

"I don't like him, master." Lust said circling around him. "He has no right to insult you."

I stared. He just kept his hand out with the cookie, not moving until I took it. I slowly extended my hand and took it. He kept staring. "Eat it. It's not safe to run around low on glucose."

"Master, can I kill him. This... L Lawliet is getting on my nerves." Lust glared at him.

"Gurache, Mister..." I slowly took a bite and savored the taste.

"Ryuzaki." He said before turning around and grabbing several bags of different candy. He gave me a fake name. How interesting.

The door was lock, which was wierd considering Mello should of been back already. I kicked the door.

"Master? Are you locked out?" Lust said tilting his head slightly. "I will unlock the door." He disappeared through the wall and the clicks and slides of the locks could be heard.

I pushed the door opened and dropped my bag on the floor. I froze as I took in the room. "Empty?"

Lust laughed. "Seems that you been robbed."

I closed the door and sat on the floor. I studied the floor and tried to think why Mello would leave. He was always asking me for my opinion about how a murder would think. Maybe he is out on the case he been working on. The Kira case. But why take everything?

Maybe...

My train of thought was interrupted by a phone ringing. I got up and ran into the kitchen. The simple phone laid on the floor, the only thing left in the whole house. I grabbed it and put it up to my ear.

"Mello, we know where you are." The child like voice said through the phone.

I knew that voice. From Wammy's House. But who?

Lust appeared next to me, he's eyes glued to the phone. "Master, the house is being surrounded."

I remembered. "Rivers?" The boy who was always wearing his pajamas all day and throwing darts came to mind. During my short stay at Wammy's, I was the only one able to beat him at chess.

The line went dead. Lust got out his Death Note and stared past the walls. "Lust, you are not allowed to kill unless I tell the person to drop dead." I said quietly. He sighed and put it away.

The front door slammed open, heavy footsteps echoed through the house, and a bag went over my head. I didn't struggle.

in conclusion, L DOES NOT DIE!! i refuse to let that crap happen in my story... anyways, know that summer is here, i will be able to update regularly, and hopefully, this story will not be erased due to lack of reviews...

peace,

SotoxUchiha