What are souls but

things to give you life?

Personality, something that

does not exsist

for souls,

is brought on by God's mood

at the time.

A person

who dies a natural death,

wait for the shinigami to come.

Collecting the souls

to give to God,

to be made into humans

again.

Chapter 1

Kira Evans

Dammit. He's after me again. Matt, you jerk.

*flashback*

"Oi, Kira, just one more thing..."

"Yes?"

"I told him you're going there this afternoon."

"... Fuck you, Matt. Fuck you."

*flashback end*

Trust my worst enemy to tell my stalker where I went every afternoon. It was the one thing that was completely hidden from him... How did Matt find out anyway?

I, Kira Evans, was the biggest thing right now. Singing, dancing, producing, volunteering, acting, modelling... Everyone wanted me. That is, for their company mascot. The brilliant child celebrity, only fourteen. Though they respected me that much, no one stalked me.

That is, until he came.

At least he didn't stalk me because he loved me. I wouldn't know what to do in that situation. He stalked me because he hated, loathed and utterly despised me. Though I don't know why yet.

And Matt Mitchellson, former biggest child hit, was helping him. He told him where I locked myself up a night, to hide from my stalker.

I am going to die.

"My little Kira, you didn't really think you could hide, did you?"

My stalker's breath was on my face.

I never knew his name.

I never said goodbye to my friends.

I wanted to live to twenty.

I really did.

The gun went off once, and I knew no more.

********************

Where the heck am I? Is this heaven or something?

"Hello, child, I'm glad to see that you're indeed awake."

I looked around. Everything seemed so... Cartoonified. As if I were in a comic or something. The trees looked as if a toddler had painted them, and the houses no better.

"Don't be so critical, I did this when I was only three milleniums old, you know."

I turned around, and saw... The most beautiful being I've ever seen.

"Who are you? No, what are you? You can't possibly be human, can you?"

"No, I'm not. Many call me, Father. Another lot call me Mother. Some call me God, others call me all sorts of names, and give me all sorts of shapes."

I stared. Disbelievingly.

"You're the maker!?"

"Now that, is actually a pretty accurate term!"

I was still staring at The Maker. Now that you mention it, you can't really tell if it's male or female. It's voice was female, and the body moved with feminine grace (as well as divine grace!) But it's features... This was getting way too confusing for me.

"Um, I don't mean to be rude, but aren't I dead? If I'm dead, then don't I go to heaven? Or hell? And if this is it, then why isn't there anyone else?"

The Maker just smiled at me.

"You've got a lot of questions. I'll give you the answers. Yes, you are dead." I immediately went into a moderately depressed state. The Maker ignored this, and continued. "You are dead, but your death wasn't planned. That's why you're not in Heaven, or Hell, but in the Divide. It's where I live, so there isn't anyone else here. I'm amazed that you haven't collapsed under the pressure of my chakra yet. That's what usually drives people away."

Now I was confused. Again.

"Chakra? Isn't that from that cartoon, Naruto, or something?"

Now The Maker stared at me with serious eyes.

"Chakra is very real, Kira. What is this, Naruto, you speak of?"

I told The Maker a bit about it. Once I finished, The Maker gave me a humongous grin. "This Naruto place sounds fun! Well, I'd like to keep you here, but it's dangerous for an ordinary human to be this close to a divine being..." It thought for a bit. "I know! I'll use my godly powers, and send you to the Naruto dimension!"

I stared at The Maker, again. Send me to the Naruto world!? Is this old-guy-who-doesn't-look-old senile!?

I could do nothing but mumble, "But I don't want you to overuse your powers or anything like that. And the Naruto world isn't that, um, safe."

"That's why I'll be sending you with God-given powers! To defend yourself!"

My face turned a very pale white, something that The Maker, once again, chose not to notice. Who knew that God was a sadist?

"And, um, may I ask what these powers are?"

"Nope! Find them out yourself! Now off you go!" The Maker pushed me off the cliff I didn't realise I was standing on, and I screamed.

Can someone please tell me how to goddamn God?

Disclamer: Naruto does NOT belong to me. That's why this is on Fanfiction, and not in comic format.