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::I am Kira:

I sit at the farthest back desk in the classroom, quietly taking notes, glancing at the clock every few seconds. "C'mon… Hurry up, dammit..." I think to myself. And despite my constant pleading, time doesn't heed to my desperate wishes and continues ticking at its slow pace. I sigh angrily and hastily scrawl the words from the teacher's almost endless lecture. "Does this ever end..?" And finally, almost magically, the bell rings as I gather my things up quickly and head for the door, as if I have somewhere important to be, though I have no events leading up to the next few hours. "Thank Kami…" I smirk and think to myself, "My Death Note awaits…" I hurry home, eager to write yet another name in the seemingly insignificant notebook.

I dart into my room, pull the Death Note out of my desk and take a second to admire the white writing on the small black book for a second or two before opening it, revealing its delicate white pages. I write down the names, one after another. Sweaty palms and clammy fingers do not cease the constant scrawl of convict's names quickly with a corresponding time, writing a total of fifty four names until passing out at precisely 3:54 am.

I walk into the classroom the next day, uncommonly late and am surprised to see a new face in my seat. For a brief second, I stare at the stranger, my eyes quickly examining his black messy hair, standing up to no avail, white long-sleeved t-shirt, baggy jeans and dark eyes that capture mine for concise moment in time. I blink several times, in a failed attempt to advert my eyes from the baffling individual. I sit at the only other empty seat next to him, pull a notebook and pencil from my backpack and quickly start working on the several math problems being placed on the whiteboard.

I glance at the person next to me and whisper to him, "Aren't you going to do the problems? If you don't, chances are you'll be failing in a week."

He sighs a little and looks at the board. "The answer is y3+2y=3." He says monotonously, obviously uninterested in what the teacher is writing.

I'm a bit speechless for a moment and bite my lip. "Y-Yea… But you should probably take at least a few notes; Mrs. Glencoe does notebook checks…"

He nods, though pays no attention to my warning.

I huff to myself, "This is going to be a long year…"

After class, I start packing up my things until I hear the new kid's quiet voice mumble something under his breath.

I look over at him, "Hm?" I ask, questionably.

He blushes, very slightly and I wouldn't have noticed if he didn't look away quickly.

I stand there, slightly confused for a second before I start to leave.

"I-I'm Ryuzaki…" He says clearly, with a small smile forming on the corner of his lips.

"I'm Light." I nod and say matter-of-factly.

We stare at each other for a few minutes and I examine his face. It's pale color with the perfect peachy flush… The way the light bounces off his eyes… The soft pink of his lips… I blush probably, brighter than he is, "I-Is there anything I can help you with..?"

He shakes his head, and says monotonously, "No, I don't believe so, Light-kun." He stands up, slings his white backpack over his shoulder and leaves.

I pick up my bag, get up and follow him quickly. "R-Ryuzaki, was it..?"

He nods, "Yes… My name didn't change within a matter of seconds, Light-kun."

I'm stunned. What did I do? "W-What class do you have next?"

"I am quite capable of going to class on my own, Light-kun."

"I-I'm just curious!" I say defensively.

He nods, not believing my stuttered cover-up, but really, who would? "Alright then, Light"

I walk way to my next class, angered, but my thoughts keep heading to Ryuzaki and what seems to be his complete and utter perfection…

L's POV

"Dammit, Light! I can't you out of my head. Why do thoughts of you torture me so? I'm supposed to be here for the investigation, not to flirt! The sake of the whole goddamn world is at stake, and I can't stop thinking about you and your brunette hair… And your beautiful brown eyes… Kami, help me now… I never took a second glance at someone before, and yet I want to see you again, nay, I crave to see you again… Light, have you cast your spell on me? If so, please remove it… It's giving me a terrible migraine…"

Light's POV

What was that for? I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything too wrong… I'm now determined to get to know you, Ryuzaki… You intrigue me.

(Psst!:3 I worked really hard on this so if you wanna Chapter Two.. Rate&Reply:D Pweeesse? I wuv yew! 3 )