Sometimes she thought that maybe it was dangerous to think so much to herself about what ever floated through the tangled mind of hers. Being a shinigami is stressful, she decided. Always worrying about nothing special (like a loss of a loved one, or something), and always feeling bored. Death seemed to be the only matter of subject in her world. But something great and wonderful was about to happen to Minone. Something so beautiful and crazy that she wouldn't have believed it if someone had told her on that fine day.
Now Minone was sitting with Sizokae on a park bench. She was so sick of being stuck in this five year old's body. She looked up at the unknowing shinigami, Sizokae. She looked up at him and began to talk, even though it looked like she was talking to no one, because no one else could see Sizokae. She munched on a piece of cheap cake that she had stolen.
"Are you going to finish that?" mumbled Sizokae. Minone sighed and handed the cake to him.
Minone (when she was human and in her regular state of seventeen years old) decided she was sick of being popular at her college, having a great family (two little sisters and an older brother), a loving mom, a hard-working dad, a sweet, handsome, intelligent boyfriend named Thai… quite frankly, she was bored. Finally she made the terrible decision of becoming a shinigami.
The steps to becoming a shinigami were not easy. First of all, you had to have a Death Note. She had picked up Sin's Death Note. Sin was your stereo-typical shinigami. He didn't care what the hell you did, as long as it was interesting, and it had to do with the Death Note. Although, she had a strange attachment to Sin, as if he was her friend. One day she inquired about becoming a shinigami, and he told her without hesitation. He explained that first; you must take a pound of blood from a loved one and spread the blood all over a butcher knife. When extracting the blood from the loved one, the loved one had to feel extreme pain and agony. Next, you had to take the same knife and kill someone (you had to keep the blood on the knife the whole time, never washing any of it off) and finally, you had to kill yourself. Minone had agreed. She took her older brother's blood by force, then dragged a stranger into an ally from the street and brutally stabbed him. Finally, she killed herself. And she blacked out completely.
She had woken up feeling light and numb, and she felt something. Something inside of her, and when she pushed, BAM, wings! She could fly! It was the most amazing feeling she had ever experienced. And out of some weird kind of instinct, she flew towards the sky and right into the shinigami realm. She had received her Death Note and had been instructed on what she was to do with it.
For a while, Minone had enjoyed being a shinigami. But after three years, she became sick of it and loathed her job. One day, she asked Sin if she could ever return to being human, and he explained that the only way to go back to being human was to pro-long a loved one's life, and you could only become human again if you had once been a human before. Unlike Gelus. There was only one problem with this. She loved no one. She did sort of love Sin. He reminded her of her older brother! But there was something Sin hadn't told her. The feeling of love had to be mutual. And currently, it was not because Sin didn't care what she did or who she was. Sin had fallen in love with another human girl named Harmony, and this human girl almost died, and Sin was willing to sacrifice himself for her. Minone knew about this, and she decided to sacrifice herself for him. She killed Harmony, knowing that he would have tried to sacrifice himself for this girl, Harmony.
But something went terribly wrong with the transition between her body and her human self just because Sin hadn't loved her (remember, it had to be mutual), and so she ended up in the entity world where she had wandered for about three weeks looking for a body. Finally, she did find one, but it was a five-year old's. She figured it would have to do until she could return to either being in her human body or a shinigami. Minone definitely didn't want to be a five-year old! After all, in human years, she was currently twenty!
She meandered around for about two hours until she spotted a Death Note, and thanking the gods, she picked it up. It ended up being Sizokae's Death Note.
Sizokae was no ordinary shinigami. He felt sympathetic for the little five-year old (she hadn't revealed to him her real story). He pretty much took care of her!
And so there she sat, staring up at him as he stuffed her cake down his throat. They had known each other for only a few months now.
Meanwhile, Daichi was sitting on the cemented sidewalk staring at the angel swept cloud brims and staring at a sunflower in full bloom. He bent over a little and took a long sniff, accidentally inhaling lots of pollen and sneezing. He waited and lingered, because he knew his fate would be the same as it was every evening, where the sun would reflect from his silver hair and ice blue eyes. He rubbed his eyes and looked up at a silently passing monarch. He stuck his hand out, and it gingerly landed, giving his hand a wonderful tingling sensation. He finally decided that maybe today was the same as every other day right after school, until he saw Saichio and his friends Mahito and Ukita walk down the sidewalk with devious smirks, all prepared to rob Daichi of every cent like they always did. Daichi just stood still and dropped his book bag. He remained stagnant with the scent of trouble lingering and his back slouched in his clothes that fit a little baggier then normal standard. Saichio did the usual. He held Daichi up by the shirt and punched and kicked at him, while Mahito and Ukita raided his back pack for money or food. But today was different.
Out of nowhere came a female voice.
"Put him down," said the voice, "or you'll be sorry."