Hello! I'm very sorry to have lost motivation for my 'Whistle!' story! I wrote and posted the next chapter but it's really shitty. I will try to work on it at the same time I'm working on this but I can't make any promises.

Anyhoo…about this story. I pretty much have everything planned out I just have to give it a setting and write it out. I will do my best to finish it! Also (very important) I will do my best to remain neutral and not let my personal opinion of Kira get in the way of the story.

Disclaimer: Listen up peoples. I won't say this for every chapter so here it is. I DO NOT OWN DEATH NOTE! Thank you.

Summary: AU-ish. He didn't even do it on purpose this time. All he wanted was an apple. Now, Ryuk's own notebook has fallen into the hands of a human... here? Wait a minute! Here as in our world? SPOILERS!


Chapter 1: Impulse

Ryuk gazed at the shriveled gray apple in his palm with mild distaste. The curse of the Shinigami Realm was really starting to piss him off….

Currently, the god of death was perched on a large boulder with a rapidly-shrinking pile of un-appetizing apples beside him and an expanding carpet of cores at his feet. Immediately after his last trip to the Human Realm there had been a buzz of discussion but it hadn't taken long for it to die. Now things had returned to normal and he found himself, once again, bored. Was he really supposed to just sit here for the rest of eternity?

Sighing, Ryuk found himself wishing he'd never gone to the Human Realm. Sure, he'd still be bored, but maybe he would have gotten used to it. Now, he didn't think he ever would. Besides, if he hadn't gone he never would have tasted the apples from the Human Realm. Maybe the one in his hand would taste as good as it used to.

Immediately, the shinigami discarded the thought. Even if he never tasted another one, the apples Light had given him were worth it.

But he really wanted another one.

Every day it was becoming more and more difficult to heed the Shinigami King's orders. He was told of the torture he'd have to endure if he was caught in the Human Realm again. He hadn't exactly broken any rules last time. Sure, he'd bent them a little, but it was nothing to worry about, right? So why had he been punished?

That's what he'd thought at first. However, a month or so after he returned he'd met another shinigami and come up with a theory. Slowly, over hundreds of years, shinigami had died and disappeared. So where did the new ones come from? Perhaps they came from the humans who used the Death Note and died. Why would he think that, you ask? Simple. He had met Light. Light the Shinigami. The same Light whose name was currently written in his own Death Note.

Of course, he couldn't be sure. The shinigami didn't remember anything about the Human Realm. But Ryuk could tell it was him. He knew.

Ryuk sighed again. Light or no Light, he wanted an apple. A Human Realm apple. However, the Shinigami King would never let him through the portal and that was the only legit way to get to the Human Realm. Of course, there were several other, unstable, untested portals but he wasn't stupid enough to use any of them. …But he may be desperate enough….

Tossing the apple aside, the death god thought about who owed him a favor. Kinddara, perhaps? No, she was far too stupid to have discovered—let alone comprehended—any portal. The only reason she even touched her notebook was because she was out of life and could no longer gamble. Gukku? No, he was always gambling. He wouldn't find anything. It would have to find him. No, his best bet would have to be Zellogi. If anyone would have heard about one of these portals it would be him. Also, he would be least likely to inform the Shinigami King of his disappearance. He'd be watching Ryuk's little field trip with at least mild interest.

So… where was Zellogi? Giving a small groan, Ryuk stood and stretched. His wings expanded with an impressive 'whoosh' and he was soon in the air. The barren landscape below was dotted with random skulls and interrupted occasionally by a couple three shinigami doing the only thing there was left to do here: gamble. It didn't take long for him to spot the snowy-white headdress. Deridovely and Gukku were with him.

Ryuk circled the small group a few times before landing nearby. Only Deridovely looked up from the game. "Oi! Ryuk! You look like you're looking for a bit of trouble." The 3 of them laughed.

Ryuk ignored them. "Zellogi, got a minute?"

"Yeah. Don't you guys try to cheat me while I'm gone! I know how much I've put down." The indian/pirate shinigami followed him beyond a little ridge. "So, what do you want?"

"I want a way to the Human Realm."

"To the south about half a kilometer, down into the canyon, and you'll find this big tunnel—."

"Not that one! Damn it, Zellogi, you know I can't go that way! The Old Man won't let me within a hundred meters of that tunnel!"

Zellogi chuckled. "So you want a discreet portal? One that the Shinigami King doesn't know about? One he hasn't regulated?"

"Exactly."

There was another chuckle. "I see. But why should I tell you? If the Old Man finds out I helped you break the rules, my ass is roadkill too you know." With a smirk, Ryuk reminded him of that one time he'd accidentally allowed a human to touch his notebook while stalking some woman. The kid spent the rest of his life in the loony bin. Zellogi scowled furiously at him. He'd be in a hell of a lot of trouble if anyone found out. So—still glaring—he shifted closer to Ryuk and began spitting directions his way.

Gukku and Deridovely watched as Ryuk took off and zipped by over their heads. Zellogi returned, trying to restrain a smirk. "Where is he going?" Deridovely made the equivalent gesture of raising an eyebrow.

"Don't ask." Zellogi allowed the game to finish quickly. He beat Gukku but allowed Deridovely to take the pot. Then, he too took off. Not in the same direction as Ryuk but fairly close.

Don't try to blackmail me Ryuk. If you had kept that big trap of yours shut, maybe you'd be allowed to live. In the Shinigami Realm there are no politics and ones only loyalty is to oneself. However, if there was one thing a shinigami would honor, it was an unpaid debt. Ryuk's blackmail would have been legit and extremely persuasive had it not been for one thing:

The Shinigami King already knew.

That's right, nothing escaped the Old Man. Shortly after Ryuk's return he'd been summoned. He could save himself from torture if he helped out with one thing: catching the gothic shinigami. The Old Man knew of Ryuk's rebelliousness. He knew he had to get rid of him. It was really the only way to keep the Shinigami Realm a secret like it always had been. He'd spilled far too many secrets last time and made a whole lot of work for the Old Man. He'd screwed up royally. Now, he would be punished.

Of course, the only way for him to be punished is if he was caught in the act. The portal Ryuk was headed to was very real and very stable. It would take him to the Human Realm. In fact, he should be there shortly. Zellogi's job was to inform the King of this. They would find Ryuk in the Human Realm and his mistake would be forgotten.

"Sorry Ryuk," Zellogi muttered to himself. "It's nothing personal."


Meanwhile, Ryuk was flying at a steady pace. He was approaching a small chain of mountains. He followed it to the left. Another 10 kilometers and he'd find a cave. He was to follow the cave deep into the mountain where a portal would be waiting.

Hold on…

Ryuk slowed and hovered, peering past a wall of rock to see a portal deep in the ravine between 3 mountains. He floated over and perched on a ridge that jabbed violently skyward above it. This portal….

He couldn't take his eyes off the thing. A normal portal was various shades of black and gray. This one had flashes of green, blue, and purple and the wind roared ferociously, tossing pieces of rock effortlessly. It didn't take an idiot to figure out that this portal was all wrong. It was unstable and dangerous, that much was obvious. Besides, you never knew where these kinds of portals would lead….

But he couldn't leave.

That's right, it's not that he wouldn't leave. He couldn't leave. To his horror, he began to move forward, to the edge of the ridge. Now, slowly, his inhibitions were fading. It's not so much that he wanted to go through the portal, he just wasn't against it anymore. A little voice in the back of his head was screaming and swearing at him and telling him he was an idiot.

He ignored it. Pulling his wings in to protect them from the wind, he jumped.


I hope you've enjoyed the story so far. I know this chapter is really short but I promise the next ones will be longer! I just had to get the intro out of the way.