Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor could I ever

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor could I ever.

Warnings/Full Summary: Shinigami must fulfill their promises to humans; usually these are made from boredom. And when Ryuk fails to live up to his promise, and is held to it…he's given something he never would have that he'd love. Raito changes, but still is Kira, still is killing, but he can't be caught; he doesn't really exist. No one suspects him –yet-, and with Ryuk watching his back, could he succeed and purifying the world? Welcome to the parenting world Ryuk, and enjoy the ride while it lasts. Some Language, Mentions of Pedophilia & Rape (because not at consent age! and is minor, but explains stuff okay!), Some Violence, and adorableness!

A/N: I know, another fanfic, but I couldn't help! L won't be in this so much, since it focused more on Raito and Ryuk. There isn't any relationship going on between them either –even though I sort of enjoy that pairing-nor is there LxR –you'll see why-, I don't even know if it will be yaoi! Should this be yaoi, that's for you to decide! So review if you want it to be, or not to be. I hope you enjoy this chapter! I did change the title...this one just seems much better than the previous though both do pertain to the story, I fell that this title works much better since it's more focused on Raito. Please read this, and trust me the next chapter will be better. – no one of importance

A man stopped walking and faced the mouth of an alley. He looked down at the cement still slightly stained by blood. He saw the dip in the material where a bullet had struck it. The man followed faint specks of blood stains on the concrete to a channel. He looked up at the bright blue sky, his eyes watering. His cell phone rang and he quickly answered.

"Yagami-san, we will be meeting L soon…" the cheerful voice on the other end faltered and a sigh was heard.

"Yes I am aware of that Matsuda-san; I'll arrive at office shortly,"

"I-I could convince L to let you have the day off, if you wish,"

"Matsuda-san, I am perfectly fine, and besides L doesn't decide when I work" the man hung up the phone before Matsuda could say another word. It has already been five years, five very long years. "Raito come home," he whispered to the sky as he continued to live in denial.

/five years ago\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\

"Raito-kun, why do you draw all the time? You aren't very good at it, shouldn't you be killing criminals, that's much more fun! Or perhaps you could go see that teacher lady and f" the annoying death god was cut off by a fierce glare and a warning growl.

"Ryuk shut the fuck up!"the teen focused back on the sketch he was "working" on. So he wasn't good at drawing, but with practice he could become a great artist. So his circles and ovals were bumpy or box-ish…he was learning. "Besides, you know I won't use the Death Note much. It will be gradual, and the way I'm doing this no one will know I'm killing criminals until two or three are dying a week! I'm not rushing into this to have my head cut off; I'm being careful and smart. Also if I do it this way no one will know where the first death happened," Ryuk sighed in his boredom. His face that was stretched into an ever present smile somehow conveyed his boredom.

The shinigami looked over the kids shoulder giving an annoying laugh. "That's your best sketch yet, and you're desecrating it?" the teen gave the thing his fiercest 'death glare'.

"I believe you recall the creating of this "masterpiece" and I'm sure you know how I feel about it," the preteen stated dryly.

"Right, right, I simply forgot. After all it should be easy to remember your new fear; I mean what adolescent human would be afraid of breasts?!" Ryuk mocked before grabbing an apple which was viciously ripped from his hands.

"I am not afraid of breasts, just her's…" the boy falter but quickly revived himself, "besides if you were forced to draw her for five hours while holding back vomit…you'd feel a little traumatized too," Ryuk chuckled before snatching his apple back.

"Of course…well kid, why don't you dump her, or what ever you humans call it?" the shinigami asked dismissively, waving his free hand while biting into the apple.

"Because that would mean I have a relationship with her, which I most certainly do not!" the brown haired kid defended. Ryuk swallowed before making his rebuttal.

"Right so fucking each other every other day doesn't mean you're having a relationship," the shinigami summarized, which pissed off the preteen even more.

"Ryuk, she…she…she's just a tool and one that wants sex in reward for her help,"

"Kukuku, really now? Right, well she's one sick woman; after all, if she was forcing you to fuck her when you were eight…" Raito closed his eyes, and Ryuk finished his apple.

"Ryuk, I'm tired can we just drop it?" the shinigami sighed but nodded lying down on the bed to look at the kid. Raito got off the bed and put his sketch pad under a loose floor board in his room. The picture facing the floor boards was of a decent looking nude woman with sharpie warts, horns, and wrinkles.

The twelve year old laid down on the bed and closed his tired eyes. "Ryuk, you promise to be the one to kill me, right?" the supernatural being nodded. After a few moments of silence Raito spoke again, "why have I always strived for knowledge? Look at where it's gotten me…I-I'm forced to be her paramour. I hate her, but I still sleep with her; I'm utterly repulsed by her being, and bile rises in my throat when we have intercourse. I just wanted a better education, I wanted to be challenged," the teen groaned and shifted in the bed.

Ryuk shook his head resting a hand on the boy's shoulder, "If you want I could just kill you now?" the boy's mouth twitched before he become somber again. "Listen Raito-kun, you are by far the most peculiar human I've met. You are only twelve and you're so close to graduating from university. You've worked very hard, and you've done all you can to achieve where you are now. You don't seem affected by the nightmares or guilt coupled with Death Note. I know my proposition is out of the question, but how about this one? As soon as you've graduated I'll make the woman die a gruesome death," Raito started to laugh and nodded his head vigorously.

"That would be brilliant"

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All he could see was bright light, then complete and sudden darkness. Pain throbbed through his head and he fought to keep his eyes open. The figures were blurred but he could feel each punch and kick he received. Their words were muffled, and extreme pain filled his entire being as one of his attackers struck him with a pipe. 1It was almost like déjà vu but the irony was it was nothing like his dream.

"Ryuk! You promised!" he was shocked he could hear his own voice, but was disgusted by the fear and weakness it held. He vaguely registered gasps and laughter before there was a loud bang. Raito could distinctly hear Ryuk's voice, as searing pain ripped through his stomach.

"Hang on Raito, you're not going to die, Matsuda-san is coming soon…I can tell, you're not going to die!" the shinigami looked frantic from what the preteen's blurred vision allowed him to see. The pain that had erupted in his stomach was ebbing away slightly. The coppery smell of blood filled the air, and the metallic taste filled his mouth.

"Ryuk you promised to kill me!" he cried out again, he knew the death god had been lying. He knew it! There was a muffled voice that was quickly followed by shouting and Ryuk voice.

"I-I…Yagami Raito…40…35…30…25"

"You promised!" two more bangs rang through the air and there was nothing. No thought, no sight, no noise, no pain, nothing. Raito didn't exist, and there was absolutely nothing, nothing.

/\\\\

Matsuda rushed to where the gunfire –even if it had been quieted he could still hear it- was but he was too slow and nearly a kilometer away; the culprits escaped and all that was left was a bloody alley. He quickly called for crime scene specialists as he observed the area carefully. The victim was outnumbered, and couldn't defend themselves. But some how the body wasn't there…Matsuda blanched when he saw a bullet lodged into the ground, and around it pale pink tissue splattered across the area. Not muscle tissue, but brain tissue. The victim was dead, and there was no corpse; so the perpetrators must have carried the body off.

Matsuda was looking at the sky line when he noticed a peculiar red splatter over an apartment building's window. Blood, someone else was killed, biting his lip he looked at the concrete again. There was a trail of blood; he would have to wait for the specialists to show up before he could investigate.

They arrived and Matsuda quickly pointed out the splatter he noticed on one of the apartment buildings' windows. They nodded to him and he stated he was going to follow the trial of blood; a rookie went with him as the others worked on the task before them. The two were new to police life, and looked ready to be sick. Matsuda was shocked at how composed he was in comparison to the other rookie, but that all left him when the trail ended. He looked out across the channel before them biting his bottom lip. He looked up just in time for blood to drip onto his face. He squinted his eyes and thought he saw a dark blur in the bright blue sky but that couldn't be right. He and the rookie slowly turned around and headed back toward the alley after taking photos of the area.

It was after dinner when the Yagami household was told about their son's death and his "lover's" death. Though they couldn't find Raito's corpse they reasoned that the twelve year old was dead. After all it was evident his brains had been blown out. Suspects were already lined up, but the case was hard to solve and no motive could be seen. The family was devastated by all the news that came with the death of their son.

/\\\\

It was darker than most nights, the sky was covered by clouds as a drizzle began to fall onto the rotten world. It was well past midnight, and surprisingly most lights were off. A tall willowy man with broad shoulders looked about frantically. His skin was eerily pale, his hair black and falling into his eyes as it collected water. His shoulders were hunched as he tried to save a bundle in his arms from the water. He wore many rings, and had two dangling heart shaped earrings. He was rather attractive looking, perhaps more attractive than most average looking men, but he probably wouldn't become a model.

The drizzle turned into rain and the man needed to find shelter. He saw it in the shape of an outdoor school equipment room. Thankfully the door was unlocked and he snuck into the dark structure careful not to run into anything. He sat down in the center of the room looking down at the bundle in his arms. He unwrapped it giving a small but sad smile to the baby he uncovered. It was a boy, with a scar running down one small eye, the right eye. The man sighed as he pulled out his left earring. He cleaned it off with his damp black shirt before sticking it into the baby's left ear. He stopped the bleeding, and was surprised the baby hadn't woken up. He would have to make sure it didn't get infected, after all humans were such fragile things.

He looked down at the papers resting on the baby's stomach. One was the rules/instructions he would have to follow now, and instructions to any humans who became the kid's parents. There was a birth certificate with no name, even though the man knew what the child's real name was he couldn't come up with a new name from him so left it blank. For all intents and purposes the child would have no "name" till he obtained a human parent. There was also the man's birth certificate and other legal documents. The man sighed staring up at the ceiling. He knew what he needed to do, and he would do it.

A/N: answers to questions will slowly be revealed, so if you're interested keep reading. . Oh and I need a name for the man "introduced" just now as well as the babe's name. I suck at coming up with names so please, I beg for help -if multiple people give the same name I'll use that name-. NOTE that I need both a surname -for man- and non-surname…please indicate which name is which if you do help me. Also the kid will have multiple names. That would be wonderful if anyone will help me. Finally, I'm not sure if this will be a yaoi yet or not, I can but it might be a bit challenging…it won't be between Ryuk and Raito though…probably one of the kids (Near, Matt, or Mello) and Raito if there is one. Anyways…I'll update faster if you give names for the man and baby (pet names)

1 This will be answered later…not sure when but it will…just for now, know that Raito had a kind of premonition.

For the name for the man it probably should be a Japanese name...and the baby, just nicknames or and stuff...like I wrote a few for him already, he's gonna have a lot of names. Thanks for reading, and promise it will get better. - no one of importance.