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Grell
Then a great big flying idiot knocked me out of the sky and any thoughts of Bassy out of my head. He collided with me from above, a shapeless darkness with eyes that made me feel like an excitable schoolgirl. My, his yellow and red eyes were even more captivating than the Undertaker's… I just wanted to devour him right there and then. Unfortunately I couldn't because he was much bigger than me (I watch my weight) and the clumsy oaf had launched himself straight into my flight path so the two of us were locked in a desperate embrace and plummeting towards the earth. It was all unbearably romantic!
As we fell through the air, the wind rushing past us on all sides, the shinigami on top of me was making a most unbecoming guttural shrieking sound. This was rather spoiling the romance of the moment so I said, "Look, will you shut up?" to him.
His eyes filled with reproach but he did as I told him. Good. I like a nice obedient man.
Before this moment I had thought that there was no greater pleasure than soul-reaping with Will but I was so wrong. The exultation that filled me was like nothing I had ever felt before. I was so very lucky to have been looking my best when another God of Death had been around. Sure, we were different types (beautiful as his eyes were, they would not have been flattered by a pair of glasses and I could sense that he saw lifespans and wrote them down in the books that reapers like me had to consult before we could decide whether people were supposed to die and then rip out their souls and have a poke around in their cinematic record if we were feeling particularly nosy.) Even so, a fellow shinigami was surely a better love prospect for me than a demon, wasn't he?
Ryuk
We landed in some sort of junkyard with a resounding crash that made the ground around us tremble.
I coughed, unsure of how to act around this dazzling creature of vermillion.
"You're lying right on top of me."
"Oh, yes, so I am, sorry." I moved to get up but the other shinigami grabbed a handful of the feathers which sprouted from my shoulders and pulled me back down.
"No. Don't move."
This was so exciting! Misa had nothing on this sexy woman's blood stained lips and smart clothes, needle sharp teeth and sassy attitude. What was blond hair when compared to ruby? Who wanted a small, curvaceous girl when they could have a tall, thin one? What was humanity other than pathetic when laid next to this princess of death? Nothing, that's what.
"Your eyes…" I began, staring into their murky green depths.
"Let me love you!" The girl screamed passionately, before blood sprayed out of her nose all over my face and she proceeded to lick it off noisily with a perfect red tongue, moaning and groaning as she did so.
I felt aroused so I kissed her.
It was like nothing I'd ever felt before! We both came away from the kiss with our tongues deeply gouged by the other's razor teeth but neither of us cared. I bet Misa would have.