New Kira- facts is an AU

New Kira is set at a school with most of the older characters as teachers. Including Cid Highwind and Vincent Valentine. Characters from Crisis Core, such as Genesis, Angeal, Hollander, and Zack. Further information on Lucretia can be aquired through Dirge of Cerberus. As for the Life Note, it cannot bring back the dead. As the story unfolds the ablilties of that note, and its strange curses will be revealed, any questions can be asked either through reviews or PM's.

Another point is that this is an eventual Seph/Cloud. If you don't care for that, sorry but this probably won't be your sort of thing. However as of Dec. 25 '09 the very first signs of this even really doing anything like that are in chapter 3, 'You'll thank me after I'm peeled off the wall'. Which won't be up for a bit. Thank you for your time, feel free to review, but flamers go away I don't need your rain on my parade of crack humor and fluffy seph/cloud.

Hittocere, the Crimson

Disclaimer: FFVII is owned by Squenix not myself, nor is the concept of the Death Note which again is borrowed. A standard do not attempt such things at home is applied. Again do not do certain portions mentioned at home, because someone which might just be yourself may get hurt. Also no Death Note characters will be used in this fic, just the Death Note concept of a note book that kills by having someone's name written in it. Final Fantasy VII & Death Note

The New Kira- Moonlight is Sacred

So it would all begin again today, the start of a new revolution and a new world. He smirked pulling on the corner of his notebook, he had only recently found the thing, the only label on it was... Death Note. The unusual youth with the moonlight hair had made sure to keep it with him at all times, but he still was unresolved about using it. Even his presence in the prep school wasn't that horrible.

It didn't matter what was going on, he found a reason to carry it. The misguided fools that thought they were better then him, the annoying girls (however limited they were), the idiots that thought they could get away with anything and everything, and the professors that thought they were gods. He frowned, then there were his friends… he shook his head trying to figure out just what had possessed him to befriend those three. Sure Genesis was fun to taunt and spar against, Angeal was clever and easy to talk to… Were those the only reasons though? Not to mention Zack's near constant state of babbling on about absolutely nothing…

He fingered the pages of the notebook lightly, he figured it was his key to graduation from the Shin-Ra Military academy with a light amount of laughs. The moonlight haired youth took out his pen and normal notebook doodling randomly along the top of the pages. He sketched a picture of the Shinigami that appeared before him a few days after he had found the note book. He called himself Ifrit, he seemed rather indifferent to the whole situation.

The creature called itself a Shinigami, he was moderately intelligent, and more than easily amused by the youth's idea of causing trouble. Not that he would ever cause trouble… (Sarcasm) He yawned glancing up at the tubby older man in the front of the class room. Heidegger's idea was history was indeed yawn worthy, Ifrit was enjoying it however… Something about watching Heidegger squirm for no apparent reason was slightly humorous. He was fine until Heidegger caught him doodling on his notes, which were rather blank due to a lack of interest.

"Is my lesson really that boring Crescent kun?" he was a rather huge man Heidegger, he might have been slightly intimating to the new recruits by some degree. However Sephiroth Crescent was not a new recruit, Heidegger reminded him more of a whining snorting pig than anything else. He was supposed to be teaching history... no he was preaching one sided stories in the name of Shin-Ra. He flicked moonlight strands out of his face looking up from his doodle. (His current doodle is a picture of himself running a rather impish version of Hojo through with a rather pointy sword.)

"Do you need to ask?" the silvery haired youth quirked an eyebrow, "never mind that. Yes, your lesson unexceptionally boring." The giant man started shaking so bad he looked like he was going to explode or something. He slammed his hands on the silvery youth's desk hard resulting in an annoyed expression crossing his face. Sephiroth returned the annoyed expression and settled for crossing his arms in his seat.

"GET OUT! Mosey your perfect little ass to the Principal's office, or is that to boring for you Crescent?" Heidegger spat in his face. The youth stood up abruptly pushing his things into his bag, whipping off his face with a scowl. Glaring daggers almost to the point of catching something on fire he almost floated to the door. He did in fact set Heidegger's pants on fire, the humorous sight of Heidegger trying to put his pants and only making it worse.

"It will probably be a more interesting walk down the hall than your irrational rants," he responded calmly. He stepped out of the room sliding the door shut a little too harshly for the effect. He pulled out the Death Note, and heard Ifrit snicker behind him. He was shaking his head and walking down the hallway with his sickening laugh.

'I'm surprised you aren't going to carve him up with your holy sword.' Ifrit commented floating along behind him. The youth smirked in amusement, of course thinking of the strange blade brought it instantly to him. He caught it absent mindedly, it only weighed about as much as a feather to him. The sleek silver blade with hand pounded designs was indeed strange. He stashed the blade in a painfully obvious spot wondering how many morons would try to touch the thing again.

Last time the Masamune had appeared, the student body had stared and dared other students to steal it. Unknowingly of course, getting burned by the holy seal placed on the blade. He had no problem touching the blade of course, but watching people get burned or tossed twenty feet back from the thing was amusing. Not to mention daring some of the more stupid ones to touch it. Then there was the black Chocobo haired kid named Zack Fair, whom he was good friends with. The sword sat above his door on a custom rack and he still hadn't noticed the thing sitting in it in the moonlight haired youth's room. Well, at least not that he dared to mention aloud.

He slid the door to the office building open, then shut again. The red haired secretary that went by Shalua Rui was there today, and speaking of Zack… There he was sitting in the chair reading some sort of text as he walked in.

"Ah, Sephiroth Crescent! What are you doing here?" Shula was a very intelligent person, don't get him wrong. It however should have been painfully obvious to the staff there were only two people that would openly argue with him in this school that would dare cause him trouble. Heidegger and Hojo, those two had some nerve. He could understand Heidegger at least, but Hojo was just as puny and vicious as he had hair. Which the impish scientist had a lot of black greasy Wutain hair, the only staff member with more was perhaps his mother, and she wasn't the only female with long hair.

"Heidegger?" the black Chocobo hair that covered Zack's head was more of a mane than a hairdo. Sephiroth nodded taking a seat next to Zack and flipping through his history textbook. Zack smirked for a second, and went back to penning his black shoes with his latest Sharpie.

"Elena or Cissnei?" Sephiroth asked quietly under his breath. He knew Zack would hear regardless even though he pretended to be deaf half the time. One Violet eye glanced over at him humorously.

"Why both of course," he muttered with a sly grin. The moonlight hair flew as he shook his head, closing his book as he heard footsteps. He promised himself that if Old man Shin-Ra so much as mentioned detention after he had been spit on they would find two corpses in the building after hours. Zack of course knew about the Death Note, or rather he played keep away with it until Sephiroth called for the… he dropped the thought as not to call the thing again.

"Fair! In my office! Crescent? You too!" the old pork belly. Old man Shin-Ra wore the best suits his blood money could buy, but nothing would ever improve how ugly the man was inside and out. Zack tried not to laugh as he heard the slight surprise of hearing calling Sephiroth anywhere. Before any damage could be done he and Zack were seated in front of the giant desk.

"I'd like to state for the record that my being here has nothing to do with Fair," Sephiroth announced lightly. Zack scowled but nodded taking the slight lead.

"Yeah, he only suggested I harass one this morning," Zack said cheerily. He could sense the agitation that was caused by that statement, and would not meet his friend's eyes after that statement. Old Man Shin-Ra looked at Sephiroth who was calm, but his eyes spelt death in bold highly defined letters underlined by narrowed eyes.

"Let's get this over with Fair. Why am I seeing you in my office for the umpteenth time this week?" he asked looking over whatever paper work actually managed to get through to him. It was true however that Zack had been in his office on over fifteen unrelated occasions this week and it wasn't even Thursday yet.

"Fine I lay it right out in the open. I did not set the science lab on fire, nor did I wire the urinals to explode, nor am I responsible (though I envy the kid who managed to) for blowing up three different trash containment units around your office, sell your home address to random delinquents, plant tracking devices in Hojo sensei's food, tell Scarlet sensei she shot like a girl, wish aloud the death of several important figures of the government, mention to a few suspicious individuals with turbans which way to the nearest air hanger, break into your office for test answers, cheat off Sephy here's paper in math and/or logistics, talk two men into dating each other, and/or plant the suspicious looking sword that's taller than me in the hallway. I just hit on two girls," Zack explained in the longest breath he had ever taken. "Nor do I know anything about any of the other events. All I did was grab some ass, is that really so wrong?" Sephiroth shook his head in disbelief, he had heard about every single one of things and even been responsible for a few of the more creative ones.

"So I am wrong to presume you're the one who hot wired the male student bathroom. Which caused a student to blowout a one way door messing himself as he went?" Shin-Ra questioned, he didn't doubt that the porcupine headed student had sexually harassed two female students by caressing their butts. Sephiroth on the other hand seemed to be trying to look shocked at the last comment, but was failing miserably.

"I can't believe they actually did that, crazy son of bitches," Zack muttered in disbelief. Sephiroth had warned him to stay clear of that bathroom earlier after spotting Genesis Rhapsodos and Angeal Hewley walking out of it. Angeal met Sephiroth's eye and gave a clear shake of his head. On the other hand he knew that they along with Sephiroth were responsible for the garbage units.

"I can't either… Rhapsodos was definitely going a little too far to put that much juice on those wires," Sephiroth mumbled only loud enough again for Zack, and the beyond hysterical Shinigami. Ifrit was almost choking on air, despite how impossible that was. Sephiroth made a note to hotwire more often if it meant the beast would laugh that hard.

"I would also like to point out that I am failing Chemistry which is one of the reasons Hojo sent me this week. So therefore I had no way of doing at least four of the accusations he pointed at me," Zack tried to reason, "It would take someone of Seph's caliber to plant such a thing in the sink as a orange powder that becomes explosive when mixed with water without actually activating it themselves by washing the extra off. It would also take one who understood bonding a little better than I to replace some of Hojo's sensei's flourly powder stuff he put's in his gloves with a dry super bonding agent that activates with sweat. Not to mention coating the rubber gloves with something that retains a charge while on fire…"

Ifrit was howling now. Yes, Sephiroth had been responsible for that little bit of humor. Hojo had been making fun of him as of late and he sought to break that habit well… He had washed out the latex powder inside one identical pair of rubber gloves, air dried it, and dumped a reasonable amount of super chemical bonding agent. Before doing which he wired in five invisible wires up the side of the glove to a homemade battery tucked in the folded portions, letting the raw ends sit against his skin but exposed on the knuckles of his gloves ever so slightly.

The next part was ingenious, he barrowed a can of clear stain and some acetone mixing them and coating the gloves lightly. Rubbing on a little lighter fluid to ensure an instant flammable source. All he had to do was wait the next class as he switched the gloves before everyone arrived. Hojo preformed a basic experiment showing how a lazy flame wouldn't cause any heat damage. That and how rubber also doesn't spontaneously combust, instead of his gloves passing through unharmed they were immediately set on fire.

Needless to say he tried to put out the flames with water, where he was of course electrocuted by the raw ends of wire, to top it off when he jumped back after being electrocuted he tried to yank off the gloves. Since they had been on fire, and his fingers were sweaty as Sephiroth had hypothesized they held firm to his skin. He yanked a second time and was greeted by pretty much an extreme waxing of the second segment of his fingers. Ifrit had been wondering exactly why he went to so much trouble in the first place, but alas he didn't care after seeing the end result.

"Well Fair if that's all... Cancel your afternoon lessons for the next four Tuesdays and Fridays. You have four weeks detention with... Scarlet and Tuesti. Speak with Shalua before leaving," Old Man Shin-Ra pointed towards the door, "out. Crescent, why are you here?" As soon as Zack was out the words, "Heidegger will be dead if I enter his class again." would be said. Crossed Zack's mind in humor, he had written this all out this morning. Cloud would be home tomorrow, he would... what exactly had he written?

zaxzaxzaxzaxO'Dark Thirty Earlier. At the Black Chocobo Haired Youth's House (aka Zack's house)zaxzaxzaxzax

Soft humming echoed past the doorway from where his mom was running over the glass frames in the hallway. Thick matted black hair coated an unsuspecting pillow with an imposing stare at the gateway to his room. He blinked and hit the red button to his television, which flinched on. He was awakened to a very loud "Oh Snap." No kiddies, not Raven, House MD commercials on USA.

"MOM! Stop humming," he yelled slightly, "I'm up!" He sat there for a while, and when she didn't stop he headed for his desk. The creamy notebook lie open harmlessly, words drifting around the page, many concerning his friend Sephiroth and himself. There were a few more about himself, then some about his new friend Cloud.

"Fine," he took out his pen and wrote that his mom would stop humming to trip down the stairs where his father would catch her. Then she would make breakfast, after of course getting a lecture about waking their precious son up at O'Dark Thirty. Seconds later there was a scream as she tumbled down the stairs into her husband's waiting arms.

Zack smiled, he wrote down some random things he wanted to happen. Then wrote that Sephiroth gets sent to Old Man Shin-Ra's office during Heidegger's class. That was the one he hated... Who needs to predict things when you can write them out yourself? Oh, one last bit of fun, Sephiroth warns him of his friend's crazy plans for the day. There.

'Hi Zack kun!' well she sure had good timing, 'who are you getting into trouble today Zack kun?' The brown haired woman with Gaia's Green eyes giggled looking over at the pages before her. She shoved him her hands going through his shoulder, 'you naughty boy. If Sephy here ever figures out you're setting all of this up he'll-'

"Kill me? Don't think so, he likes Cloud. I never wrote that in, it was merely an observation. Although I should confirm he really does and isn't being sarcastic to me again," Zack wrote in a quick conversation maker with him and Sephiroth. Plus then getting locked in a random room, where of course Sephiroth was not able to concentrate. No Masamune, no escape. Yes, he knew about the damn thing.

'Alright, I'll be there to cover for you,' she said looking over his shoulder again. She was almost worse than a girlfriend, the only difference was she was a goddess of life while the others were merely girls with no benefit. The Life note was the best thing to ever happen to him. He also wrote in Cloud accidently trip kissing Sephiroth, the next day with Cloud blushing as pink as the Life goddess' dress. She looked over his shoulder again giggling until she saw the second to last word, 'Aerith.' He looked at her surprised.

"So it isn't a secret? You just forgot to tell me earlier?" Zack fixed the statement by changing it to, 'the Life goddess Aerith's dress' which did make more sense. He smiled and added Hojo into the madness by having him decide to touch an accidently summoned Masamune, then flying backwards into the commons into a stone support pillar.

'I like that plot with the Chemistry head, now get in your shower while I go awkwardly stare at your silver haired friend,' Aerith was obsessive about Seph, but Cloud had her beat by a long shot. He had caught Cloud staring at Seph from a distance more than enough times to question him on it (All at one event none the less). He forced Cloud to tell him using the Life note why he was staring, Zack stuttered back and Cloud tried to run.

Zack pulled the Life note out and forced his return. He, in return for learning Cloud's secret, let him alone know of the Life note. He even let him write in it, Cloud had asked him not to read the page. Zack being Zack wanted to know one thing and asked Aerith, was it against her rules. She smiled shaking her head gently, she then told him to read it when he thought the time had come. Now was the time, she nodded seconding his thoughts. 'Now is the time. See ya!'

Zack flipped back the pages to where Cloud's handwriting stood out. It was clear and neat in comparison to his sloppy messy he dared to call his neat script. Zack looked at it and thought instantly of Sephiroth's, then he looked at each of the letters individually until he noticed the word he had written. Sephiroth. What had he written here, and why had it made Aerith smile so damn wide.

"Oh," Zack smiled. He liked that little sentence written in what almost looked French Scripty. He flipped to the next page and walked to his shower. Humming lightly the same tune he had heard his mom doing earlier. "My, oh my, what a wonderful day. Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-day." Words lost to the fresh sound of rain against cold porcelain after the squeak of a knob.

sephzaxsephzaxseph Present Time Moonlight haired youth with a short temper and the Black Chocobo haired friend sephzaxsephzaxseph

"Miss Rui, can I get a schedule change?" he wasn't happy. Not only was he spit on, he had detention under the suspicion for his involvement in the hotwired toilet. Contary to his former statement, he decided that detention was called for since he didn't tell anyone of the danger besides Zack. Speaking of Zack, he was waiting for him at the door. Shalua looked at him through one eye and handed him some forms.

"Fill it out and bring it back to me tomorrow. You can either make it an excused period or replace the class with another. There are other options suggested on the back," she opened the forms pointing at them, "well that's all I can do for now. Goodbye, have a nice day gentlemen." Always formal, but still just a bit on the odd side. Sephiroth followed Zack out who was leading them towards the commons.

"Hey... It's there again!" Zack pointed at the mob surrounding the holy sword. Sephiroth looked at it and it shook expectantly. He grabbed Zack's hand and promptly pulled him out of the way before one of the students smashed into him. Zack smiled brightly, looking at the latest victim. He had bright red hair and looked like a force to be reckoned with. Off in the corner Hojo was watching the chaos curiously, but before he could get near the sword he was summoned back to his classroom.

"Damn it Elena," his curse was loud enough that the blonde in question turned to look at him, "I told you it was the same damn sword!" Sephiroth shook his head looking at the fallen Turk Cadet. She smiled shaking her head with false innocence trying not to laugh

"Something wrong Turk Cadet Reno?" Sephiroth remarked snidely. Zack offered him a hand that he refused turning up his nose. The bald one with mocha skin was instantly in between Sephiroth and Reno. He clenched his fists slightly adjusting his standard issue sunglasses. He neither smiled nor scowled, it was a calculated and blank. Sephiroth still had the coldest stare though, no student or teacher besides Hojo and Heidegger crossed him. The other cadet looked away by feigning concern in Reno's direction.

"Stupid SOLDIER Cadet, I could whoop your ass any old time!" Reno hissed. Sephiroth raised a snowy eyebrow as if asking, 'care to test that theory?' Rude however shook his head at Reno.

"This isn't within our orders Reno," Rude told Reno fearing his temper could result in far worse than just Sephiroth whipping the floor with the red head's ego. Reno however tried to throw a punch at the moonlight haired youth who caught his fist easily. Then another punch, this time his right hand, Sephiroth caught his fist and squeezed it until a sickening pop echoed effectively silencing the hallway.

"Seph, this little kid isn't worth your time. Let him go," Zack nudged his friend. Sephiroth released his hand and stalked away towards the door to the commons.

"Next time I'll break more than your wrist little Turk. Watch your tongue," Sephiroth warned crossing the threshold amused beyond anyone's comprehension. A dark haired older Turk who looked Wutaian appeared next to Reno and Rude shortly after.

"Sir!" Elena shouted recognized their leader. She and Rude stood at attention briefly as was their custom, he was looking over Reno's wrist.

"Reno... what did I tell you about messing with the SOLDIERs? Especially Sephiroth," the Wutaian looked over his right hand before snapping back into place and grabbing his Restore Materia.

"Tseng," Reno looked positively ashamed. The Wutaian looked up, dark eyes locked on Reno's bright green ones. Rude coughed and their leader looked around again.

"Rude, clear the hallway. Elena, you too. Reno, come with me," Tseng walked down the hallway, after hearing a few 'yes sir's, then down the left towards his office the Turk Cadet following behind him in shame.

"That could have gone better... Need any help?" Zack asked the remaining Turks. Elena shook her head directing people out of the hall. Rude looked at the SOLDIER cadet with slight annoyance.

"No," Rude said coolly. He knew better than to be outright mean to the other Cadet, but that didn't mean he had to be eternally happy with him either.

"Sorry Rude. Everything's my fault isn't it?" Elena looked sad. Zack shook his head letting his smile droop a little.

"Sephiroth was just in a bad mood, after all Heidegger spat in his face earlier..." Zack revealed to two very surprised Turks, "there wasn't any blood this time, but Seph's getting a transfer before Heidegger can try to blame it on him. Any suggestions?"

"Classes without Reno in them," Rude bluntly stated, "Reno's gotten a little hotheaded, this is bound to make him want revenge. If Tseng isn't clear enough on the facts this time." Zack smiled, Tseng was always nice to his Cadets. Even if they were as bad as Reno and could really use the discipline. However it seemed Reno was getting a little more slack than the rest.

"Something going on between those two?" Zack asked quietly after a while. Elena looked up and Rude looked over at the holy sword that was sitting there mocking them. Rude took a deep breath, attempting to avoid the comment he knew was going to slip from Elena.

"We honestly don't know. We know how Reno feels anyways, but as for Tseng..." Elena looked over at Rude who shook his head indifferently, "he's the one none of us can crack."

"To bad for Tseng that Reno's such a damn hot head. If you keep an eye out for Reno, I'll keep Sephiroth busy," Zack smiled. For once he felt the tension of being from two separate units slip away. Elena started to smile as he turned his head to finally follow Sephiroth.

"Thank you," she whispered as the door opened. Zack glanced back standing tall and proud as ever.

"You're welcome," he answered, "but this conversation never happened. Right?" He looked over at Rude who was again blank faced.

"What conversation. Elena, let's go. I think Reno's trying to bribe Tseng," Rude slipped away. Elena following after him as Zack left.

To be continued.