Hi guys! This is my first ever Death Note fanfic! I've recently fell in love with a certain raven haired detective who eats nothing but sugar. Any guesses? Yep! It's L! He's so adorable! I hate Light though *Mumbles unspeakable words* he's such a jerk! Killing my L like that! Stupid Rem. Anyways, this is the prologue to the story that will follow in later chapters.

Disclaimer: Me no own Death Note.

Claimer: I do own Kairi Yagami aka Mizuki (Her alias)

Kairi has shoulder length silver hair and misty aqua eyes. She normally wears emo/punk rock clothes.

This is my life so far:

Death, birth, life, and then boarding school. Sounds totally weird right? That's because I died before I was born, but you don't want to here that now. Right now, I am on a plane heading towards the Kanto Region in Tokyo, Japan. I've been in a boarding school, well Ninja School, but don't tell my parents. They think I've been in America at a fancy boarding school for the past five months, when I've really been in the Iga Provience here in Japan learning the way of the Ninja. Real Ninja, not mutant turtles with colorful masks. Like that show my sister Sayu used to watch, Naruto I think it was. I learned that exact kind of stuff. So, being the genius I am, I was able to graduate from the Ninja school alot faster than a normal person. After I spent hours working on a fake diploma and sent it to my house in Kanto, I could relax. Maybe. There are alot of weird people on this flight. I'm sitting in 1st class and still saying that. But, I can't judge others, seeing how I'm the biggest freak of them all. I have the eyes of a Shinigami for well, shinigami sake. Well, at least I never forget a face. Right now, I'm sneaking peaks at a guy with shaggy black hair wearing a wh,ite long sleeve shirt and blue jeans, he was sitting in front of me and sitting in an odd way. Next to him sat a kind looking older man with a mustache. The black haired guy had a major sweet tooth, as did I considering we both had a tray of sweets next to us. I sat there twirling my silvery white hair with my index finger while glancing at the back of his head. A scream was heard coming from coach and working it's way up to 1st class. A man with a skimask had taken a flight attendant hostage and had a gun pointed to her head.

"No one moves or the woman dies!" He yelled. The black haired man as well as others turned to look at the man. I decided I had to take action. The man took the flight attendant towards the front of the plane. Then I noticed the guy in front of me had several metal skewers on a tray. The man had went into the head of the plane and was threatning the pilot and copilot. I lightly patted the guy's shoulder. He turned to look at me slowly. Dark circles shrouded his eyes, eyes that could look into your very soul.

"I can stop him, but I'll need those skewers" I whispered. He gave me a questioning look but handed me the skewers none the less. I took the skewers and held them in between my fingers of my hands. I silently stood up from my seat and creapt past the dark haired guy's seat and past the other two in front before reaching my destination. I had my back to the wall as a carefully edged my way towards the door. The plane hijacker held the woman by the throat and had the gun pointed at the pilots head. He made one fatel mistake, his finger was not on the trigger. I pulled my arm back as I aimed for the man's neck, where he would be under temperary paralysis. I quickly whipped my arm back and the skewers flew from my grasp. The skewers peirced the man's pressure points on his neck and he was paralyzied. He fell to the floor with a loud thud. The flight attendant ran crying back to coach. I used a pen and picked up the gun and put it in a barf bag, unused of course. I then dragged the man out to 1st class and leaned him against the wall. I then took the skewers out of his neck carefully and bandaged his neck. He would be out cold for a few days. I then walked back to my seat.

"Thank you, for the skewers." I thanked the black haired man. He nodded.

"How did you know how to do that?" He asked. I laughed nervously.

"That's a long story" I replied.

"We seem to have quite the journey ahead of us, so why don't you tell me?" He asked. He was now fully turned around in his seat.

"I don't even know your name" I smiled.

"You can call me Ryuzaki, what it your name?" he asked.

"Kairi. I know how to do that because I learned how to." I answered. He looked at me quizically. I chuckled.

"Where did you learn how to do that?" Ryuzaki asked.

"Iga Province" I answered.

"If you don't mind me asking, are you a ninja?" He asked. I smiled.

"That's a secret I cannot tell" I giggled. He smiled a bit.

"So what do you do Ryuzaki?" I asked.

"I work in Law enforcement, so to speak." He replied.

"Really? My father works in Law enforcement too!"

"Then I take it you know alot about the law?" He asked. I nodded.

"Are you in school Kairi?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I graduated when I was 14." I said. His eyes widened a fraction.

"Middle school?"

"College" I corrected. He was again shocked.

"You must be a very intelligent woman then Kairi." He complimented. I smiled.

"Thank you Ryuzaki, you seem very intelligent yourself."

"Thank you."

"Ryuzaki?"

"Yes?"

"Would you care to be my friend?" I asked. He was shocked by this as well.

"A friend? I've never had a friend before. Yes, I would like to become your friend." He answered. I wonder why he doesn't have friends. He certainly in kind enough, and a very smart guy. How did he manage to deduce I was a ninja so quickly?

"Then it's settled, we are friends." I scribbled down my email address and phone number on a peice of paper. I handed it to him.

"After we get off the plane we might not see each other again, so we better keep in touch!" I smiled. He smiled as well.

"I will be sure to do that Kairi." He said. He turned back around when the older gentleman patted his shoulder.

"Yes, Watari?" he asked the man. The older man held a peice of paper with an email address and phone number on it. Ryuzaki took the paper and handed it to me. "Thank you Watari" He said. The older man named Watari nodded and smiled before turning back around to look at the front of the plane.

"Thank you Ryuzaki, and Watari. I'll be sure to keep in touch with you." I smiled. Ryuzaki smiled back and faced forward. The plane landed with out any problems, the plane hijacker was arrested, and I haven't seen Ryuzaki since we got off the plane.

I walked through the crowded airport, dragging only a black dufflebag of clothes, and ninja stuff. After searching the entire parking lot of the airport, I found my brother waiting in a car. No doubt he had borrowed it from mom. I put my stuff in the trunk and hopped in the passenger seat. My twin brother smiled happily.

"Hey Kairi, long time no see, eh?" He grinned.

"It's been too long Light!" I smiled back. I punched him playfully and laughed. We then started to drive home.

What did you think? Kairi is Light's twin sister by the way. She is a ninja, but not from Naruto. I don't own Naruto either. Please REVIEW! I know the canon characters seem OOC, but I can't help it. I can't think like L, my brain hurts too much when I try. Kairi's backstory will be revealed throughout the story so please be paitent.