Chapter 2: The Death Note.

Dream

I was sitting in a familiar room with Light, and we were both holding a black notebook that had 'Death Note' written on them. His was written in English, and mine was written in Japanese.

"Is this proof enough for you," I asked, holding out my notebook to him.

He narrowed his eyes at it then touched it. Immediately after that, he looked behind me, where this bony creature was floating. He then looked back at me, "That's definitely proof enough for me... Where did you find that notebook at anyways?"

I put my finger up to my chin like I was thinking, and said, "It was about two years ago. It just appeared out of nowhere whenever the murderer had me pinned up against the fence in an alley. The murderer, he... he just died right in front of me, and then the notebook appeared."

He rose a brow, "So then you were saved by a different Shinigami, huh?"

End of dream

I woke up and realized that I had fallen asleep on Light's bed. He was laying beside me with his arms wrapped around my waist. Heat spread across my face and I carefully got out of his embrace and stood up from the bed.

Was that dream a memory? No... creatures like that couldn't possibly exist...

I shrugged off that idea and walked towards the door. Just as I placed my hand on the doorknob, I heard someone chuckling behind me. I instantly turned around and saw one of those bony creatures from my dream. The shinigami that was floating behind Light... "Ryuk," I said quietly.

At that moment, Light sat up and stretched his arms out, "You're up already?"

I looked back to where the shinigami was, but it had already disappeared.

Must've just imagined it... but how did I know its name?

I looked back over to Light and smiled nervously, "Yeah, I'm sorry that I kind of just crashed on your bed last night."

He shrugged, "It's fine. I missed it when you would stay the night here anyways."

I blushed, "Well, I should be getting home..."

He rose a brow, "Do you even remember where you live?"

I looked away in an embarrassed manner, "Not really..."

He chuckled as he got out of the bed, "Then don't worry about it."

I furrowed my brows, "Won't my parents be worried though?"

An expression of sorrow claimed his face as he looked away, "Your parents have been dead for three years..."

I looked down at the ground, "Oh..."

He took a step towards me and placed his hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry, Nana."

I shook my head and put on a false smile, "It's fine, really. I should be getting home though, I wouldn't want to overstay my welcome."

He smiled warmly, "I can walk you home if you want."

I blushed as I looked away, "A-Are you sure?"

"Of course, it's not that far of a walk anyways," he said, putting on his jacket.

"Alright, then," I said as I walked out of his room.

We stopped in front of a large apartment building, "This is it," Light said, "Your room is the last door on the top floor."

I tilted my head as I looked up at him, "Thanks."

He nodded, "No problem. Call me if you need anything, alright?"

I smiled awkwardly as I pulled a broken phone out of my bag, "That might be a problem..."

He chuckled as he pulled a phone out of his pocket, "Here, take this one."

I furrowed my brows, "Isn't that yours though?"

He shook his head, "It's just a spare. My friend gave it to me."

"Oh, well, thanks," I said, putting the phone in my pocket.

He took a step towards me and bore his eyes into mine, "Take care of yourself, okay?"

I shifted my gaze to the ground as heat spread across my face, "I will."

He grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger causing me to look at him. His lips grazed mine ever so slightly, "I love you, Nanako," he whispered as he kissed me.

My eyes widened before I closed them and returned the kiss.

He pulled away with a smirk and started walking away, "Goodbye!"

My face must have been as red as a tomato at this point. I was frozen in place and I barely managed to say, "Yeah, bye." I placed my fingers on my lip, "What the hell just happened?" I then shook my head and walked into the apartment building.

What to do now...?

I quickly walked up the stairs and down the hall. "Last door on the top floor," I mumbled to myself. As soon as I got to the last door, I pulled a key out of my bag and opened the door. I shut the door behind me and threw my bag on the couch as I sat down beside it. I grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V.

"I am Lind L. Tailor, otherwise known as L," said a man with black hair who was sitting behind a desk, "Criminals around the world have the been the targets of a killing spree, which might just be the largest mass murder in history. I will not rest until the person or people behind this are brought to justice."

I rose a brow as I continued to listen to the broadcast.

"Kira, as the perpetrator is known, will be caught. So, Kira, if you're watching this, I think I have a good idea why you may be doing this, however, what you're doing is evil and will not be tolerated," he said.

"Kira," I said quietly, "That's the guy Mr Yagami was talking about earlier..."

At that moment, the man clutched his chest and started to fall over.

"What the hell," I said, completely shocked and confused as to what just happened.

So this Kira guy, he's apparently killing criminals with sudden heart attacks... If that's the case, did he just kill an innocent man in the same manner? What the hell is this guy trying to prove? Is he trying to play God?

Suddenly, an 'L' appeared on the screen and a distorted voice said, "I... I never thought it would actually happen... Kira, it seems you can kill people without being present. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't just witnessed it, but... listen to me, Kira. That man that you just killed, you know, Lind L. Tailor, was actually an inmate sentenced to be executed today. That was not me. He was merely part of an experiment to test a theory I had. I was planning to broadcast this in other regions, however, that won't be necessary anymore. You are in the Kanto region of Jap-"

I sighed heavily as I turned off the television, "I've heard enough of this. This whole 'Kira versus L' thing is ridiculous." I stood up as I grabbed my bag and walked into my room. I sat down on the bed and started pulling things out of the bag. What caught my eye was the same black notebook I had in my dream, "Why do I have this?"

Flashback

It was late and the only source of light available was the dim glow of the streetlights. I was walking down the street, hurrying back home from cram school. I had to take a detour 'cause the street that I usually take was blocked off due to an accident that occurred earlier in the day.

I clutched my bag tightly as I briskly walked down the sidewalk. Someone was behind me, following me. They had been following me ever since I left school grounds. I wanted to turn around so badly, but I was too scared to. I just kept looking forward and walking.

The footsteps sounded like they were getting closer, so I started walking faster. The faster I walked, the louder the footsteps were. At this point, I was running. I ran into an alleyway, so I could just go behind a building and lose whoever was following me, but that didn't work.

The person followed me down the alley and pinned me up against the fence. It was a tall man with scruffy facial hair. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and a knife in his hand. He put the knife up to my cheek and grinned, "Why are you shaking, cutie? Are you afraid?" He then started laughing like a madman as he moved the knife to my neck, "Don't worry, love. I'll make this quick and-" He dropped the knife and clutched his chest. He fell to the ground with a thud and was no longer moving.

At that moment, a notebook fell from the sky. I was trembling. I barely managed to lift up my legs to walk over to the notebook and pick it up. 'Death Note' was written on the front of it, and when I opened it up, there were rules stating how to use it. When I closed the notebook, I realized that there was some type of bony creature floating right in front of me. I took a step back and stared in awe at the creature.

The creature held out it's hand, "Don't be afraid, child. I won't hurt you."

End of Flashback

A single tear rolled down my face, "That was three years ago... I was fourteen..." I laid the notebook down on the table beside the bed and looked out the window, "Howl, are you still there?"

"I'm here, child."