"Okay, look you!" I snarled at my pet fox, who was currently racing around my home. I'd been packing to get on a plane to Japan. Why would a simple gothic/emo girl in Alaska want to go to Japan? Simple. I'm really Japanese, living abroad. And Kira. I'd seen the news, and I was amused.
About an hour later, I was leaving. My parents didn't care, I was invisible most of the time. I shushed my fox, and carefully started my silver truck. It started with a slight, roaring purr. I laughed. My cousin would be surprised when he picked it up from the airport.
I pulled into a parking space and sighed. I grabbed my stuff and slipped my key into the locked key holder on the inside of the bed. My cousin knew my password. I straightened my shoulders, and then I was off.
~~The Next Day: Kanto Region~~
I stretched, wincing. Jet lag sucked. I was in my old home, laying on the couch. A black and silver blur smashed into me as I sat up.
"Good morning Kyira." I gently pushed my hyper fox off my chest and staggered to my feet. I stood and went through a series of stretches. Now that I was awake, I wandered into my kitchen and got Kyira and myself breakfast.
I closed and locked my front door as I left, an hour later. Kyira was my 'guard dog' at home, viciously protective of our things. I was looking for Kira. And I was determined to find him. The streets were full of students just out of school, I'd start my first day tomorrow. I casually leaned against a street light, crowd-watching. I hoped I didn't stand out too much, seeing as I was in black baggy pants, tight v-neck t-shirt, and a trench coat. I had a slim black notebook in my pocket. That's when I noticed him. I'd glanced up from making sure my notebook was still there and caught the golden/brown gaze of a strawberry blonde. He'd stopped dead, staring at me. Then I saw his eyes flick to my pocket. Ah, Kira. I've found you. I started slightly as the boy moved in my direction. I narrowed my eyes. I could not be certain that he was Kira, and I did not want to expose myself. He paused, a few feet away.
"Err. . . Hi?" I ventured, looking at him calmly. He stared at me for a moment.
"Hi." Then he glanced to the side, and I heard him mutter "is that a Note, Ryuk?" I smiled slightly.
"Is he Kira?" I whispered to an innocently invisible ball of fluff. It looked innocent until it uncoiled itself. Two black angel wings unfurling from the silver-blue fur. Chains ratted on its dragonish forelimbs and hind limbs. Two red eyes opened and the ball form changed until it stood, taller than me.
"Yes, he is," it answered, the voice a growling, purring hiss.
"You know something?" I called to the boy. He started, glaring at me. "I know who you are." He glanced around, furiously stepping closer to me.
"Oh? Do you now?" He threatened, voice deep.
"I also know that that I'm a lot like you, Kira." I hissed, "…Except for a couple vital differences. One, I'm smarter. Two, I have boobs." I growled, smirking. He flushed, and glared.
"What? Your Shinigami didn't tell you that I have a Note?" I taunted.
"Keep talking and I will kill you."
"You don't know my name, idiot."
"You don't know mine," he retorted angrily.
"Light Yagami."
"How in hell-"
"It's on the paper sticking out of your bag." I laughed. He glared.
"We need to talk," He growled. "Now."
"We are talking."
"I meant in private. Come on." He grabbed my hand, dragging me.
"Alright, alright, Mr. Bossy!" I lengthened my strides, matching his. I glared at the back of his head, trying to jerk my hand out of his, and failing. Smart boy, he knows I'll take off the other way if he lets me go, I thought bitterly. I heard him chuckle at my attempts.
He dragged me a few blocks away and stopped long enough to open the door to a normal-looking house. Then I was pulled inside, the door slammed, and dragged halfway up the stairs. A curious voice made Light pause.
"Hey, Light? Who's she?" A young girl with black hair bolted into view, eyes alight with curiosity. Oh, great. Light has a sister.
"A friend," Light replied, his voice guarded. I hear more footsteps and Light groaned under his breath. An older woman rounded the corner of the stairs and stared at me in astonishment.
"And… You are?" she asked warily. I sighed quietly. Then I noticed that Light still had my hand. That explained it.
"Yuki Shioru," I replied calmly.
"She looks like a witch…" the youngest muttered, but we all heard. Light's hand acted like he was trying to make a fist, but couldn't with my hand there. He turned slightly red in the face, but didn't let go.
"Sayu! That was rude!" his mother exclaimed, shocked.
"Sayu, don't talk about my friend like that," Light growled at his sister, starting to pull me upstairs.
"Sayu, apologize to Yuki!" I heard his mother hiss.
"Sorry." Sayu sounded sullen. Light half-smiled and continued to walk upstairs.
"You know, that's the nicest thing that anyone's ever said about me right when they first met me!" I laughed. I couldn't see his expression, but I thought he smiled. He stopped at the top of the stairs, dropping my hand. I watched him curiously, he was examining the hinges of his door. He turned to me sheepishly, holding a thin piece of pencil lead in his hand. He pushed down on his door handle, waving me in. He quietly shut his door and put the piece of lead in a small glass jar on his desk. I watched with a raised eyebrow.
"It's my way of checking if someone snuck into my room," he answered my unspoken question. I smiled slightly at him, amused by his caution.
"We have to figure out what's going on. We both have Death Notes, and this gives me some ideas. Would you be willing to help me?" Light asked as he flopped into his desk chair, while I slowly sank onto the bed. I shrugged out of my trench coat, pulling my Death Note from my pocket and setting it on my lap. Light reached into his school bag, pulling out another black notebook. He smiled slightly.
"If I'm going to help you, we're giving each other a page from our own Death Notes," I retorted, flipping the cover open to the second page. Light laughed.
"Wary, aren't we?" He laughed, opening his notebook from the back and carefully pulling out a page. I tore a page from my book and handed my page to him.
"Be warned. She's a little bad-tempered." I warned Light as he took the page. His eyes flickered from the page to behind me, eyes wide and his face slightly pale. I turned to my Shinigami, and I also paled slightly. She'd changed again. A blue-furred/maned, black angel-winged, dragon was glaring at me with red eyes. The chains on her forelimbs rattled along with the ones on her hind limbs. She coiled her tail around my waist, hissing at Light.
"If you hurt Yuki, I will personally hunt you down and kill you," she snarled furiously. Light handed me the page from his Note, his hand shaking slightly. I took it, raising one eyebrow.
"So. You're Ryuk," I said to the Death God behind Light. He was much more human-looking than my Shinigami. Ryuk had a freakish smile, shark-like teeth, a pierced ear, fish eyes, long arms, and long legs. His smile extended further. I blinked, not really caring. Light smiled slightly at my lack of reaction. I shrugged calmly at him. He laughed and then I was the one smiling. I whipped my head away from him, face slightly red. What's wrong with me! I snarled to myself. I'm not supposed to think that! I bit my lip and forced myself to remain calm. I jumped slightly, as the TV turned on. I looked at Light. He shrugged, then froze.
-We interrupt this program to bring you a live, globally televised broadcast from Interpol.-
Light looked at me, worried. I glared at the screen in fury.
-"My name is Lind L. Tailor, more commonly known as L. Criminals have been the target of a killing spree that has turned into the biggest mass-murder case in history. Kira, I think I've got a pretty good idea of why you're doing this. But what you're doing is evil!"-
Light and I smirked. He opened his notebook, wrote down 'Lind L. Tailor' in his neat script. He purposefully shut the Note. And we waited the forty-second gap. The man behind the desk clutched his heart and convulsed to the floor. Ryuk laughed and Light smirked. I shot him a dirty look that he missed.
-"I…I don't believe it…."- A mechanical sounding voice spoke, then the image of an old style, gothic 'L' blipped onto the screen.
-"This was an experiment to test a hunch I had, but I never thought…Kira…You can kill people without direct contact…."-
"Oh, damn," I gasped.
-"Listen to me, Kira. You just killed Lind L. Tailor, the man you saw on your TV, he was a condemned criminal who was to be executed today, at this hour. His arrest and conviction were kept secret from the media and went un-reported even online. Even you had no way of knowing about it, it seems!"-
"This guy's on your cases!" Ryuk laughed. Light hissed.
-"But I, L, do in fact exist. So come on! Kill me, if you can!"-
Light growled under his breath and I clenched my hands into tight fists. Ryuk was making 'hyuk' sounds. My Shinigami was silent. We waited for three long, tense, deadly minutes.
-"Evidently you can't kill me. So, there are people you can't kill. That's a valuable clue. Now, I'll give you some information in return. Although it was announced that this was being televised globally, it was actually broadcast only in the Kanto Region around Tokyo. And, although the police have missed this, your first victim was the Shinjuku killer who took eight people hostage. His crime, when compared to the notorious murderers; who've died of heart attacks, was not very serious? Kira, it would interest me greatly to know how you carry out your murders. But that is something I can find out after I catch you!"-
Light's hand was shaking with rage.
-"I am Justice!"- The 'L' vanished from the screen. Light clicked the power button. We were silent for a good ten minutes. Ryuk was the only one who seemed to be amused.
"Well you two. You're both in trouble, if this 'L' figured all that out." He laughed.
"No. L's missing one very vital piece of information." I smirked.
"What is that?" Ryuk asked, looking completely confused.
"There're two of us," Light said, smiling evilly. I felt my Death God's laughter through my shoulder. Ryuk looked stunned.
"By the way Light. I'll be going to the same school as you," I told him casually.
"Oh? Even better." He smiled. I laughed.
"You'll be getting buried in rumors. I'm going to wear the guy's uniform."
"Ehh… Why?"
"I refuse point-blank to wear a skirt." I growled. Light looked bemused.
"Wait, why would I be buried in rumors?"
"Well, since we'll be hanging around each other so much, we're going to have to pretend that we're dating. It's the easiest explanation." I rolled my eyes.
"Ah…." He looked slightly sick. Ryuk started cackling. I sighed, glancing down at my watch.
"Do you need to go home?" Light asked an odd tone in his voice.
"No, not yet. I live here alone." I couldn't hide the agony in my voice. Light looked worried. I forced myself to smile.
"I'm always alone, always been. I'm used to it," I said lamely.
"I… see. Would you like for me to come see you after school?" he asked, looking awkward.
"Sure. You can walk me around school. Then I'll show you my home."
"I'll hold you to that," Light muttered. I stood, waving.
"Now I gotta go."
Light walked me out the door and waved.
"See you in school, Yuki," he called. I waved. As I walked away, I heard Light's family pestering him about me.
"Whew boy… Say, what's your name?" I asked my shinigami.
"Mayu." She laughed.