All I want to say is that… Thank you!
I was seriously considering taking this story down; but, because of all of your encouragements via reviews and favorites and followings, I think I'm gonna take another shot at it.
I, BLANK PERSONALITY, HERABY DISCLAIM ANY OWNERSHIP I HAVE AGAINTS NARUTO AND DEATH NOTE.
…ACCEPT FOR MY FAN FICTIONS
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Nat's P.O.V
December 2, 2003
'Alright, alright. Now, I've already got the twelve large packs of Skittles, the bag of lollipops, and the three cases of Hershey's milk chocolate Kisses. As for cakes; three boxes of triple chocolate fudge and five of strawberry cheesecakes…'
"Okay, that's it. Time to go home," I hauled the shopping bags past a bookshop. "…Right after I buy the latest D'Gray Man manga volume."
It took a couple of minutes for me to find said piece of godly literature, but I finally went to pay for it at the counter. I looked over when I heard the sound of the door opening.
'Light? Well, what do you know? It's a small world after all,' I took my things and went over. He was writing something in a notebook, probably a journal or something. I looked over his shoulder. Written in Light's unmistakable graceful handwriting were thousands of names and a few phrases I didn't bother to read, all crammed up in a couple of pages. At the bottom, where Light was almost finished writing, where the words:
Takuo Shibuimaru
Dies from motorcycle accident
"What do you mean?" the words slipped out of my mouth before I could help it.
He looked startled. "A-Arashi! Don't sneak up on me like that! You almost gave me a heart attack," he said, turning around to face me. I stepped back, not liking the closeness at all.
"I didn't sneak up on you! You were just to preoccupied on writing to notice me there," then I thought of something. "Hey Light, what? You wanna be an author or something? Is that what the names are?"
He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before finally finding his voice again. "Yeah. Yeah, they were." He sounded surprised and unsure, a far cry from the Raito I knew. But I wasn't paying attention to that.
Outside, a small crowd was quickly gathering, people stopping whatever they were doing to see what was going on. Some of them were making phone calls, and some were screaming; but most were just standing there, pushing and shoving each other to have a better look. A lump formed in my throat.
A road accident had just taken place.
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Light's P.O.V
I closed the door behind me and pulled the curtains together, making sure no one was watching.
Shit. Shit, shit. Shit, shit, shit, I sat on my chair and rested my head on my palms. What should I do? Arashi saw me writing in the Death Note and the death connected to it! If I continue my actions to become the God of the New World, it will surely be recognized as a supernatural occurrence and all he has to do is tell someone about what he saw tonight! What should I do… should I just… "Kill him?"
I blinked, startled by my own thoughts. But as I began to ponder about it, the more it appealed to me. 'It's not really a bad idea. His death shall surely be necessary to complete my plans, but… doesn't that make me just as bad as the ones I'm killing? No… my cause is selfless. It is for humanity itself, but…'
My mind flashed to the day I first met him. The day a goofball ever interested me as much as him.
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Flashback
September 4, 2001
"Everyone, today we have a new student. His name is Arashi Kazama; be nice." The teacher said, looking around for an empty seat. "Arashi-kun, you can sit next to Light Yagami-kun."
I raised my hand and he shuffled to his new seat beside me. "Hi, my name is Arashi; nice to meet you, Light-san."
I decided to be polite and answer him. After all, the teacher is spouting out nothing I already knew. "Nice to meet you too, Arashi-san," I added a smile I knew was flawless.
Not flawless enough though.
Still looking at me from the corner of his eyes, he whispered back, "That was pretty good; have you ever thought of becoming an actor?"
I swallowed thickly to prevent from stuttering. "N-no. No, I really haven't."
He nodded airily, "That's one thing we have in common," he turned to face me. "I think we're going to get along quite well."
Flashback end
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I shook my head. "No; the Utopia I'm creating must have a leader. A leader who does not make wayward choices. A leader who does not get emotionally attached, damnit!" I mumbled, out loud. Oops.
"Light, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat down here or up in your room?" mom's voice called.
"O-oh, umm, I'll just eat here mom!" I called back. "I'll eat them while I study."
I ignored the faint "Okay!" and made up my mind. Pulling out the familiar-looking black book, I opened it to the already full page and put my pen against paper, making a little smudge. I hesitated.
Well, Arashi was my best friend, and he never really did anything wrong or sinful or anything of the sort… except maybe that time when he pulled a prank on the principle… and the whole staff… okay, the whole school. But other than that, he was only at the wrong place at the wrong time; should I kill him for that? Maybe… maybe I could try to convince him to become my right-hand-man? But… no. In all the time I've known him, he had always had a strong sense of justice, just like me, but that sense of justice always seems to revolve around a 'no killing' rule. The Death Note kills people, and I have full intentions on getting rid of anyone that comes in my way… he's not gonna give in, no matter what.
Thinking that, for some reason, made me feel a flicker of… was that pride? Yeah… pride. Even though people may disapprove of his actions, Arashi had always have a head harder than a concrete wall. Both mentally and physically.
No, really. I once caught him banging his head on the bare redbrick wall at the back of our school for no apparent reason. It cracked. And made a dent big enough to resemble a basketball. Bigger, even.
Sorry for doing this, man. You really were a brother from another mother to me, really. May you rest in peace. Then, with a weary sigh I had no idea had been building up inside me, I flipped to a clean, new page at the back and put pen to paper. He at least deserves a page of his own.
Kazama Arashi
There, done.
"Whoa. For a minute there I thought you were too chicken to actually do the deed. But I guess I was wrong about you after all, human," I froze, before turning my head to look at the one who spoke.
"WAAAA!" I fell off my chair as I scrambled to get away from the thing floating in my room.
"Hehe," it chuckled. "You're an interesting human."
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Umm… Yeah… I'm feeling ashamed. The last two chapters had been a disgrace in my books, really; but I'm still in the process of rewriting them.
Bare with me people!
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