I own nothing of Death Note, but my own characters, who I placed them to be as such.
I prefer the manga over the anime, any day. Light loved Kiyomi, not Misa. So get over yourselves, yo.
Kiyomi
It was the first day of school. As the students fled the halls, to view their future destinations. Many of the previous students, were happy to reunite with friends, after vacation. While others made new friends. Then, there were the new students. Who walked by, and hardly said hi, on the first day.
Light, was "listening" to what this new girl was telling him. It was Sophomore year. And they had met around the last few weeks, before Freshman year could end.
He looked bored. He watched her lips move, back and forth. But couldn't hear her speak. Her stories, were about other girls, she so-per-say, hated. But, for the matters, never stayed shut about them. Likewise, like an Atheist bringing up God all the time. Or a Liberal with little to no real logic between right and wrong among the laws of God and the laws of Man.
Which, somewhat made Light, angry. Hello. God of the New World, perhaps. Well, point was. She was a waste of time. But if anything, he only cared about getting sucked off dry. At the end of the day. He could care less, if she died next. But she hasn't done any crimes, yet. Or so, he thought.
A girl, came in. Not too late. As the teacher, hasn't been in, yet. He began to scan her from her toes to her head. She wasn't pretty, as many of his slutly girlfriends were. Or as one would consider it to be so. Since they're not pretty. They just assume, that they are. Am I right, Kim Kardashian?
Light, had lift an eyebrow. He didn't react much. He'd never seen a cute tomboy before. Cute. She was sexy. His heart, kind a gave out a different beat. She didn't even acknowledge him. As she left to the back. Light turned, to see where she went to sit. But, couldn't move. He wanted to stand, but wanted to keep his cool. He wasn't much of an romantic type. He was an manipulating asshole, for sure. But as he turned. He imagined her, in a sexy outfit. Not once, but many times after that. As the unbearable cunt next to him, looked at him. Puzzled. "Were you even listening to me?!"
As students got on their seats. A new guy came in. He noticed, the pretty, pretty tomboy. "Oh, Mama!" And rushed on over to the back. "Is this seat taken?" She looked up at him. And his heart, nearly exploded. When his eyes, met her blue eyes. His cheeks, blushed.
"No." As she flipped, onto her notebook, looking over spaces to fill her name. Since, she drawn, nearly all over it.
"Ah. You like art?" He asked. As she lift up an eyebrow. Looking over to meet his eyes, again. "Yes. Can't you tell?"
Her remarks, came out as one would put it as rude. But he didn't seem to care. There was something beautiful, about her. To him. Tomboys, tend to have that charm on men. Although, to others, it seemed bitchy.
"I know, tomboys are tough and all. But I noticed how cute you are."
"Listen here buddy. I'm not interested! So, keep your hormones in check. And don't tempt to use my vagina, as a way to breed, your kind."
Mikami turned around, sadden a bit. "All I wanted. Was to be your friend."
Her eyebrow lifted, in an puzzled expression. "You were clearly coming on to me. I can be, your friend. If you like. But not your lover." She kept her voice down, low. She never rose it. Light stared at them.
His face, rose. He blushed and smiled in amusement. "Yay. Does that mean, we're friends, now?!"
Kiyomi sighed. "I guess."
He got up and hugged her. Her eyes widen. Light felt, somewhat jealous and angry. He nearly lost it.
After the first three periods were over. Kiyomi, opened up her locker to place in her books. When, suddenly she felt and tight and firm grasp, from behind. Covering her mouth with one hand and the other, rubbing the surface of pants that covered her womanhood. He quickly, slipped his hand there. And began to play with it. As she blushed. "On the surface. Misa is my top bitch. But on the underneath, you're going to be my favorite cum dumpster."
[LIGHT?! This fucking asshole!] He let go, of her mouth, and grasped on to her wrist with it. While, letting go. To set both, on her waist. And bent her a little. To rub, in between, her legs, with his cock. Luckily, the jeans weren't off. From either party. "Asshole! You sick, sick pervert!" She smashed, his hands, and pushed him off. Not before Mikami stood there. "Mikami. Let's go for lunch." As she gasped for air. He laughed. As he licked his fingers, in achievement.
"Who is he?" He kept asking. Kiyomi was now annoyed by the question. She wanted to throw a chair at him. "I keep telling you. No one." He wasn't mad. But he grew sad. He felt like, she was being hard on him for no reason. When Light's the asshole in this.
"Kiyomi, tell me. Were you ever touched down there, as a little girl?"
She was shocked and disgusted by it. She turned fast, as the result. "Teru, what is wrong with you?! Why would you even ask such thing, when stuff like that is personal. You're barely, a friend. I wouldn't ever trust in saying things like that, to you."
"It's that, I saw him nearly dominate you earlier. And I wanna know what are your most sexual desires? Sorry, for being so straight forward."
She blushed. "Dominated? Light... Is nothing more, than a pussy on my level, bro. He is an asshole. Inferior, to me. You see. We were, kind a of friends in fifth and sixth grade. He probably, forgot me. But point was. My mom, had taken me to learn Martial Arts and as well as boxing, when I entered high school. And we had the same classes, together. He hardly paid any attention to me. I had a crush. But that's all over now. Besides, who cares, no? Talk to me about yourself. Rather than, asking ridiculous questions."
"Well, I came from the U.S. and it was okay. Eh, my mom is American. And my father left Japan, to be with her. Since, she couldn't leave her job. And then, she changed her mind on marriage. They got married. Then, I was born. I am their favorite accident. She says. Makes me so happy."
She smiled, a bit. As her eyes, had soften a bit. "You really do seem, overly happy."
Apparently, they lived next door to each other.
Usually, Mikami would go over to her house. All the time, after school. They did videos and posted them on YouTube, watched movies, hung out in many places, and talked about many things.
She pretended to not love him. But her crush on Light, disappeared, when Mikami started to show his true self.
It had, been apparent to Light. That they became a couple. But they weren't.
"Why, are you hanging out with that asshole?" He asked, in a bothered expression. "He's a friend."
He shook his head. "No. No. No. Can't be. You're mine. So, stop being with that pussy faggot cunt dip face." She turned to face him. As they were heading out of school.
"Listen. You don't tell me what to do. Mikami might be a pussy. Because, I defend him. He can't fight. Besides, that's what friends do, yo." He took her by the wrists.
"Calm your bouncy tits." Looking at down at them. Nearly drooling. She spat on him. He quickly, lets go. "Fucking bitch!"
"If not not giving myself in, to you, makes me a bitch. Fine by me, then." As she walked out. He followed. As she met up with Mikami. Who always waited for her. She knew, Light was there. So she hugged Mikami, purposely. He was angered, by it. And left, to find Misa.
~Different day~
Not so much, after. Misa came up to her. Surrounded by two of her ho's. "Hey. Stay away from my Light." Chewing gum like a fucking cow on grass.
"I'm not into Light. If anything. You should put him on a leash."
"Oh, haha." As she gave a spin, like a black chick snap. "Don't tell me how to control him. He's a nice and DECENT guy!"
Kiyomi rolled her eyes. [If only, this idiot knew anything, other than being a slut.] "Sweetie. I'm afraid. You have it all backwards."
"Backwards? Who said anything about backwards?"
"Oh, snap! Girlfriend!"
Once again. After locking up her locker. "I'm afraid. You do. You have your head, way far up your ass. That your head is so filled up on your own feces, that you clearly can't think. It's a shame. Where was Pro Choice, twenty years back, to prevent such bigotry and ignorant morons like you?"
"Ow! Big words!"
"No. Bigotry has seven letters. You want bigger words? Read a dictionary for once. Airhead. Those ponytails, don't make you look cute. You're a slut. You dress like one. And that is why, guys find you attractive. You're nothing more than a cum dumpster, sweetie. Sorry. And by leash. You're precious Light, is a filthy dog. He has fucked, how many girls? I don't know. But I know for a fact that you're not just his only current girlfriend. He has a few hidden from you, at this very moment. I'm neither of the two. I don't know what you've been told. But I'm not nowhere near him at any time alone. I can't deal with extreme drama. But if you tempt to come here and expect me to do as you say. Expect to get your ass kicked. Because, you're hypocritical views, are what cause most people to believe abortion is a good idea."
Misa was mad, after laughing at her. "How dare you?!" The stupid blonde, exclaimed.
Light came over. "Light! Kiyomi called me bad names and insulted my fashion sense. When she dresses like a fucking boy. And buys her clothes on the boys section..." Light looked over to Kiyomi. With narrow eyes. "Oh. Did she, now?" With a smirk. "I'm gonna teach her a lesson, or two about it. Sweetie."
Misa hugged him. "Yay."
Pulling her by the wrist, with force. He was stronger than her. And since they had similar fighting skills, well. How ever, not so?
Pulling her into the Janitor supplies closet. Unbuttoning his shirt and sleeves. As he blocked the door. She tried pushing him out of the way. As he grasped, on to her breasts. "Sweetie, you've been a very bad girl. Let God, teach you a lesson." "God?!" She asked, puzzled. She eventually bit him. It was dark. And made, for the escape.
Mikami had waited the whole time, and thought. That she finally didn't want to be his friend. When suddenly. "Mikami!" As she ran towards him. He froze and lit up. "Wh-Why did you leave me?"
Catching her breath. "I didn't leave you. I... I was caught up with some mess up."
"Are you smoking again?" He asked sadly. She swiped, the sweat, off her face. With her plaid shirt. After taking it off. Revealing the size of her breasts more. Mikami blushed. They were quite big. "What? ...No." As she shook it out.
Mikami was a bit sad. "What happened?" As they walked home. She narrowed her eyes. "Mikami. You're my friend, right?" He looked over to her. "Yes. Totally." As she looked over at him. As they locked up their eyes. "Then, please trust me. I would never betray a true friend." His heart sank. Was Kiyomi finally opening up, to him. He thought.
Author's Note~ This is a rewrite of one of them, previous fanfics. It was going to be named Tomboy. But turns out, there already is an existent movie named that way. So, I switched it to Kiyomj. Which was originally one of my own fictional character creations. But why do such a big dead out of it? It's not like Hollywood would ever take note of a Tomboy, when they want sluts like Kim Kissassdin, Dusbin Bieber, Miley Cryass, Paris Hellton, etc. Also, Kiyomi was. No. Is still viewed low or underappreciated very much so. And many, would skip her off. Not to mention that, Light was going to kill Misa and keep Mikami after Near, the task force, and the spk died. Misa was nothing more, than a cover. Kiyomi had visible proof against him. So, just like in manga one. When asked, by Ryuk. His response was. I'm willing to destroy even my own family, just to keep them silent. Yet, he loved them, thus his expression was clearly love for Kiyomi in the manga. Which IS the original story. For those who only watch anime, aren't real fans, for not reading its manga. Well, hope ya enjoyed it. :) Good Night. Or Good Morning, if you live in the other side.