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KChan: I haven't updated in a long time basically because I have college work to do and Library work. Anyway, I've updated this story even though it hasn't recieved one review. I will still update it when I have the chance, but I still want a review.


Note 3: Disagreements gone wrong

It was after a week, when Chiri and Ahiru were finally let out of the hospital. Ahiru and Chiri were escorted out of the hospital side by side in wheelchairs pushed by the nurses. Chiri glanced at Ahiru and asked, "So what do you plan to do after this?"

"Anything that has nothing to do with Karaoke," stated Ahiru bluntly making Chiri chuckle. Chiri took notice of the medal in the glass frame and said, "Maybe you should take that home first."

Ahiru looked at the medal and nodded. The medal was given to her by the leader of the safety zone for eliminating an underground slave trade of women to pimps. Ahiru felt like she did so little, but still accepted it to be polite.

Chiri scratched his cheek sheepishly and asked, "After you go home, do you want to go get some ice cream?" Ahiru nodded and added, "We can also invite Keida, Ayumi, and Kouji." Chiri nodded feeling slightly disappointed.

"Too bad Keida couldn't pick you up," stated Chiri.

"Well he had a soccer match," said Ahiru. Ahiru sighed and added, "I hope my team is doing fine without me." Chiri smiled.

"They'll be fine, so don't worry."

Ahiru nodded.

When they were out of the hospital, Chiri's dad, Shito Suwa, was waiting for him by his car. Chiri waved to him and got up from the wheelchair. Shito greeted Chiri with a warm smile and then looked at Ahiru, who was getting up from the wheelchair too. Shito bowed to her and said, "I want to thank you again for saving Chiri's life." Ahiru waved her hand in front her.

"Not at all, I just wanted him to live."

Shito nodded and ushered Chiri into the car. Shito offered to give Ahiru a ride, but she declined and walked off. Ahiru in truth could have left the hospital earlier, but the doctor advised her to stay longer because they wanted to make sure there weren't any side effects from the massive blood loss. Ahiru didn't mind because she wanted to make sure that Chiri was recovering nicely.

Ahiru smiled to herself, hugging the glass frame of the medal to her chest.

"I'm glad the Shinigami was wrong," muttered Ahiru.

"No, I was right, but you made it wrong by meddling."

Ahiru stopped in her tracks when she caught sight of the Shinigami standing before her. Ahiru gasped and changed her direction, but the Shinigami intercepted her again.

"So you can still see me?" asked the Shinigami with a smirk. Ahiru groaned and tried to avoid him again to no avail.

"Just leave me alone," commanded Ahiru, but the Shinigami still stood in her way.

"This is very interesting. You still remember me and you can see me without touching the book."

Ahiru remained silent refusing to move. The Shinigami circled around her and added, "How can a human like you exist? You changed a person's destiny and you survived a massive blood transfusion that could kill any normal human."

"Just tell me what you want!" screamed Ahiru, finally losing patience. The Shinigami chuckled and said, "Fine." The Shinigami placed the black book on top of her medal making her gasp.

"Do you know what that is?"

"The title said 'Death Note'."

The Shinigami nodded.

"That's how we Shinigami decide who will die. We write down the person's name when it is time for them to die and write the cause of death. Once your name is in here, you will die even by murder, suicide, or natural causes, your choice."

"So it's a murder weapon?" asked Ahiru in disbelief. The Shinigami chuckled.

"I guess you can call it that."

"Why are you telling me this?" asked Ahiru. The Shinigami smirked.

"I want to see what a human like you would do with a weapon like this."

"Are you crazy?"

"All you have to do is write down the name of the person making sure to know his face and write how you want him to die. If you forget to write the cause of death, it'll be a heart attack. Doesn't it sound fun to toy with people's lives?"

Ahiru glared down at the book and then at the Shinigami.

"If I have this, you won't be able to kill right?"

"Well I do need that book to work, so you would be correct," said the Shinigami. Ahiru smiled and pressed the book to her chest.

"Then I will hold this to make sure that you won't kill anyone close to me," said Ahiru filled with determination. The Shinigami laughed and hovered off the ground.

"Let's see how long you can resist the power of the Death Note. I look forward to see if you can do something more interesting than erasing a name from a single page."

The Shinigami then vanished, leaving Ahiru with the Death Note. Ahiru stared at the pure black book, where the words: "Death Note" rested. Ahiru placed her medal over it, covering the words and then raced home. Unknown to her, the Shinigami was still watching her from the skies. He smirked as another Death Note appeared in his right hand.

"It is so fun to toy with human lives."

Ahiru ran into her apartment slamming the door behind her. She then raced to her room. When inside, she locked her door and practically collapsed on her bed. She stared up at the ceiling with her medal and the black book on her chest. She placed the medal on her side and kept the book in her hands. She stared at the words again upon the book and frowned.

"Was it really good for me to take this?"

Back in the school, Keida was still in the middle of a game. He did acrobatic moves to keep the soccer ball in play with all onlookers cheering. Keida passed the ball to one of his teammates allowing his teammates to take the score. Cheers filled the stands. Keida waved to them with a smile on his face, but then his smile faded when he saw no sign of Ahiru or Chiri. Keida ruffled his hair with a pout.

Where are they?

The game went on and Keida played his best, but his mind was still wandering. He was worried about his sister and his best friend. He couldn't think of where they would be after getting out of the hospital. His wandering mind got the best of him when an enemy teammate snatched the ball from him. Onlookers gasped at the steal. Keida cursed under his breath and chased after the enemy with the ball.

"Go Keida!"

Keida gasped and looked toward the stands. He saw Ahiru on the highest stand waving to him with a smile on her face. Keida was about to wave back, but then Ahiru vanished before his eyes. Keida's face was filled with bewilderment. His bewilderment was replaced with pain when the ball flew into his face and bounced into the enemies' goal. All cheered, except for Keida, who was gripping his pain pulsing face. Keida could have sworn that he heard Ahiru's voice still cheering for him. Keida's face turned red, but it wasn't from the impact of the ball.

Ahiru, who had finally left her room, went into the kitchen. She tied the apron that always rested on a hook near the door around her waist and then headed to the cabinets to grab some pots. It was at that moment that she heard the doorbell ring. She placed the pots on the table and then ran to the door with the apron still upon her. She peeked through the door hole and saw that it was Chiri. She opened the door for him and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Weren't we going to have ice cream with the others?" asked Chiri. Ahiru gasped in realization. She bowed to him, apologizing. Chiri noticed the apron around her and asked, "Were you going to cook something for yourself?" Ahiru placed a hand to her chest.

"I was planning on making some curry for Keida and my parents," said Ahiru. Chiri smiled and asked, "Can I help?" Ahiru nodded and led Chiri into the kitchen making sure to close the door beforehand.

Chiri looked around the apartment as Ahiru got the ingredients ready in the kitchen.

"It's nice to have a small place like this," commented Chiri. Ahiru nodded and added, "I'm glad it's small. If it was too big, I would always have a headache." Chiri chuckled. He went to Ahiru's side looking at the curry ingredients.

"So what do I do?"

"You can start by making the rice," stated Ahiru. Chiri nodded and went to the rice container in the corner of the kitchen.

Ahiru sliced the onions and suddenly remembered the Death Note in her room. She looked back at Chiri, who was beginning to wash the rice, and asked, "Do you believe in Shinigami?" Chiri looked back at Ahiru with a confused look.

"Why do you ask?"

"I was just curious."

Chiri thought a while and then said, "Well someone needs to pick up the spirits of the dead, so maybe they do exist."

"What if the Shinigami are the ones that are killing us?" asked Ahiru. Chiri laughed and answered, "Death is a natural thing. No one can control death." Ahiru gripped the knife in her hand remembering the Shinigami's words about the Death Note.

I hope Chiri's right.

Ahiru and Chiri suddenly heard the door open and perked up. They looked toward the door and saw Keida walking in with his bag over his shoulder. Keida saw Ahiru and Chiri in the kitchen and groaned.

"Why didn't you guys come to my game after coming out of the hospital?" demanded Keida. Chiri cleared his throat and said, "Ahiru and I were tired and the school is pretty far from the hospital." Keida pouted and then glanced at Ahiru. He saw the apron around Ahiru's waist and noticed how it revealed her curves. Keida turned red and turned away from her.

"Well you guys should have come still," stated Keida refusing to look at them. Ahiru smiled at Keida and said, "All right, I'll come to your next game and root for you on the highest stand." Keida's eyes widened remembering the image he saw of Ahiru at the game. He gulped and then marched away saying, "I'm going to take a bath."

When Keida was gone, Chiri looked at Ahiru and asked, "Is something wrong with Keida?"

"Maybe something happened at the game," stated Ahiru and then continued to cook the curry.

Keida let the water fall upon his naked form as he pressed his hand against the wall of the shower. Images of Ahiru clouded his mind. Keida shook his head and then exited the shower making sure to close the water. He wrapped a towel around his naked waist and exited the bathroom. He opened the closest door and then froze. Without realizing it, he had just entered Ahiru's room. Keida was about to walk out until he spotted a pure black book on her bed that he had never seen before. He picked up the unknown book and flipped through the pages. Before he could read the words, he heard Ahiru's voice in the kitchen and slammed the book shut. Without realizing it, he had run out of Ahiru's room with the book under his arm.

Ahiru stirred the ingredients together to make the perfect curry, while Chiri turned the rice cooker on. He glanced back at Ahiru's cooking form and blushed. He reached out to her, but stopped when he heard Keida coming back. He retracted his hand still blushing.

Keida entered the kitchen his hair still wet, and asked, "Is the food ready yet?" Ahiru sniffed the curry and said, "Almost." Ahiru glanced back at Keida and groaned.

Ahiru handed the wooden spoon to Chiri telling him to continue to stir the curry and then went up to Keida. She crossed her arms and said, "You have to dry your hair properly." Keida shrugged and replied, "It'll dry anyway." Ahiru grabbed Keida's arm and dragged him to the bathroom. She pushed him onto a vacant chair in the bathroom and grabbed a dry towel. She wiped the towel all over his wet hair and said, "You have to dry your hair properly to keep it nice." Keida could feel her fingers through the towel and found himself turning red in the cheeks again.

"I think the curry is ready," called in Chiri from the kitchen.

"I'll be right there," called back Ahiru. She left the towel on Keida's head and said, "Finish drying up and then you can have some curry." Keida nodded.

When Ahiru was out of the bathroom, Keida placed his hand on the towel and whispered Ahiru's name.

Chiri grabbed the plates, but he suddenly noticed the time and cursed under his breath.

"Something wrong, Chiri?" asked Ahiru. Chiri looked back at Ahiru and said, "Sorry, but I promised to be home by five." Ahiru smiled and said, "Then hurry home. I'll see you tomorrow." Chiri nodded and left their apartment.

Keida entered the kitchen and asked where Chiri had gone.

"He went home and I see that your hair is dried properly," said Ahiru. Keida nodded and grabbed his plate. He scooped out some of the curry and began to eat it standing up. Ahiru reprimanded him, but Keida just laughed her off to Ahiru's annoyance. Ahiru grabbed her own plate and sat at the table. She ate her curry in a polite way and then looked at Keida.

"You can have rice with your curry later," stated Ahiru. Keida smiled and said, "I like it by itself." Ahiru chuckled and continued to eat. As Ahiru ate, she didn't notice her brother watching her every move from the corner of his eye. Keida remembered Ahiru's sleeping form at the hospital when she did the blood transfusion to save Chiri's life and clenched the utensil in his hand.

"Something wrong, Keida?" asked Ahiru. Keida flinched and then shook his head. He then shoveled down the curry quickly. When the plate was empty, he dumped it in the sink and then rushed to his room. Ahiru stared in his direction with confusion written all over her face.

Keida collapsed on his bed and rested his arms over his eyes. He couldn't understand himself. Ever since the incident at the Karaoke place, he had never stopped thinking about Ahiru. He then remembered a similar incident, when Ahiru was hit by a car saving a cat when they were little. Ahiru broke her leg and got a high fever. He remembered visiting her every day and how he dreamed of her well being at night. He also remembered the beating of his heart and the heat in his cheeks at that time. Keida rested his right hand over his heart that was beating a mile a minute as he thought of Ahiru. Keida then decided that he should talk with Ahiru to get his thoughts straightened out.

Ahiru on the other hand, had entered her room after finishing eating her curry. She sat on the edge of her bed, placing a hand to her forehead. Ahiru didn't understand why, but she was already feeling tired. She gave out a sigh and lay on her bed to sleep completely forgetting about the death note that should have been in her room.

Keida finally got up the courage to leave his room and to speak to Ahiru. When he exited his room, he saw that Ahiru was no longer in the kitchen. He grew panicked and searched their apartment. He swung open her door and was relieved to see her sleeping soundly on her bed. He frowned when he noticed that she was still in her day time clothes and wasn't under her covers. He approached her bed side and tugged the blankets from under her. He heard Ahiru moan in her sleep and blushed.

Keida shook his head and then yanked her nightgown from one of her drawers. He unbuttoned the front of her blouse and saw her cleavage. Keida gasped and pushed her to the side, so he wouldn't see her cleavage. He removed the top part of her blouse and noticed how smooth her skin looked. Keida touched her exposed shoulder and felt the heat in his body rise. Keida felt possessed when he leaned down and kissed her shoulder. Keida gasped and pulled away. He stared at Ahiru's sleeping form as his heart raced. Keida placed a hand to his heart and finally realized why he couldn't stop thinking about Ahiru. He went back to Ahiru's side and turned her to her back revealing her covered breasts. Keida, without any regret, leaned in and took her lips with his own. Keida felt a heat of passion as he kissed Ahiru. It was right then that his love for her came to full bloom.

Keida was so occupied by the kiss that he didn't notice that Ahiru's door had opened.

"Keida?"

Keida's eyes widen. He pulled away from Ahiru and turned around only to see his parents. His parents had a look of shock. Keida glanced at Ahiru's exposed form and then black at his parents.

"I can explain," stated Keida, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. His father grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the room, while his mother closed Ahiru's room door.

Keida was forced in their living room sofa. His father glared down at him, while his mother was crying.

"Don't you understand what you did? Ahiru is your sister," said his father sternly. Keida clenched his fist and said, "I know that, but I love her as a woman." His father slapped him. Keida clenched his red cheek.

"There are boundaries when it comes to family. Ahiru will always be your sister and you can't change that," reasoned Keida's father. Keida's entire form was shaking. His father turned away from him and said, "You are forbidden to see Ahiru until you are back to your senses." Keida clenched his teeth and then ran to his room.

Keida's mother held her husband's arm and asked, "Do we have to resort to this again?" Keida's father nodded and said, "It worked before after all."

Keida slammed his door shut and locked it. He ran to his bed and dove in with angry tears in his eyes. He said Ahiru's name repeatedly, while holding his head in agony.

Keida suddenly heard a whisper and sat up with tears still in his eyes. He saw the death note lying on his counter and remembered that he took it from Ahiru's room by mistake. He picked it up and before he could even open it, he saw the Shinigami leaning against his wall with crossed arms. Keida gasped and was ready to throw the death note at the Shinigami, but the Shinigami glared at him and yelled, "Don't you dare throw my book!" Keida flinched and backed into his bed. The Shinigami smirked.

"Now that's better. You should know better than to attack a Shinigami," said the Shinigami.

"Shinigami?"

The Shinigami nodded and added, "Too bad your sister still attacked me."

"Ahiru attacked you?" asked Keida in disbelief. The Shinigami nodded and pointed at the book.

"Why do you think she had my book?"

Keida stared at the death note with wide eyes. On the cover of the book, the words "Death Note" formed. Keida gasped and was about to drop the book, but the Shinigami was suddenly in front of him and holding the death note in his hand.

"Your sister is really interesting, but I'm also interested in you."

"What? Why me?"

The Shinigami chuckled and placed a cold finger to Keida's lips making Keida flinch.

"Ahiru and you are related by blood and yet you still love her as a woman. I want to see what you will do to have her all to yourself," stated the Shinigami. The Shinigami placed Keida's other hand on the death note and said, "You can use the death note to gain what you want."

"Death Note?"

"That's right. You can use the Death note to kill anyone by just remembering their face and writing down their real name."

"A murder weapon?"

The Shinigami chuckled and said, "Ahiru and you really are twins to call the death note a murder weapon." The Shinigami tussled Keida's hair and said, "I look forward to the entertainment." The Shinigami then vanished. Keida stared at the death note wondering whether to use such a dangerous object.

Keida heard his parents through the walls of his room. He leaned his ear to the wall that led to his parents' room to hear their conversation.

"Do you plan to send Ahiru to another safety zone?"

Keida's eyes widen.

"I think it would be best. Keida has tried to have his way with her before."

"But that was when they were young and he didn't know any better."

"That's no excuse. This time he undressed her. I don't want him to do anything that he will regret later in his life."

"Honey."

"I will tell Ahiru tomorrow about her transfer without mentioning about what Keida did to her."

Keida pulled away from the wall filled with shock.

They're going to take Ahiru away from me. I can't let that happen.

Keida looked down at the death note still in his hands. He gulped and opened the deadly book. He saw that there were instructions on how to use it. Keida, after reading through it, pulled out a pen from his desk drawer. He clicked the pen and looked into a blank page of the death note. His whole form was trembling. He loved his parents, but that love wasn't enough to change his decision. The pen connected to the paper and he wrote the first names onto the page.

Keida shut the book and then exited his room immediately. He knocked on Ahiru's door. There was no answer, so he went in and went to her bed side. He shook her repeatedly. Ahiru soon woke up and looked at Keida with tired eyes.

"Keida?"

Keida smiled at her and said, "Mom and dad aren't home yet, but they told us both to buy some toilet paper."

"Toilet paper, can't you do that by yourself?" asked Ahiru, searching for her blanket. Keida shook his head and said, "That's what they said and not to be back until after nine."

"Why nine?" asked Ahiru with a raised eyebrow.

"Beats me," stated Keida with a chuckle. Ahiru sighed and pushed at Keida's face.

"Just let me get changed," said Ahiru. Keida nodded and left her room.

Ahiru placed a hand to her blouse and was confused to see it opened. She thought that she was trying to change in a half sleepy state, so she let it go. All she did was change into a different shirt and put her shoes on. She exited her room, where Keida was waiting for her.

"Ready?" asked Keida. Ahiru nodded and followed him out of the apartment.

They walked down the road side by side. Ahiru looked at her watch and said, "I hope the store is still open, but it is strange that mom and dad would want us to go out this late." Keida smirked and said, "Maybe they want us to spend some quality time together." Ahiru giggled and nudged Keida's arm.

"I think I spend enough time with you," teased Ahiru. Keida chuckled in response.

Ahiru and Keida reached the store that was still open. They walked inside. Keida looked at Ahiru and said, "I'll get the toilet paper, so why don't you go get something for yourself and wait for me at the counter." Ahiru nodded and watched Keida run off.

When Keida was out of sight, Ahiru drew out her phone from her skirt pocket and dialed her parents' number in concern. The phone rang a couple of times and then her father picked up.

"Hello?"

"Dad, when are you coming home?"

"What do you mean, I'm at home, and why are you calling me from your cell phone?"

"Well Keida said that you and mom were still at work and that you told us to buy toilet paper at the store."

"Damn it!" screamed her father making Ahiru jump.

"Tell me where you are now?" demanded her father.

"At the store closest to the apartment. Why do you sound so panicked?"

"Ahiru, just stay where you are. I'm coming to get you."

"Are you OK Dad?"

Before the phone could hang up, Ahiru heard an explosion followed by her parents' screams. The line then fell dead. Ahiru dropped the phone from her hand as her face grew pale. She rushed out of the store, just as Keida was coming to the counter with the toilet paper.

"Ahiru!" Keida called after her. He abandoned the toilet paper and chased after her.

Ahiru raced down the road toward their apartment desperately. As she ran she saw the amount of people begin to gather. She pushed through them and finally saw her apartment engulfed by flames. Ahiru shook her head and rushed into the building toward the apartment.

Keida saw Ahiru run in from afar and called her name repeatedly. He managed to shove the people around him away and rushed into the burning building after her.

Ahiru knocked the door of the apartment down trying her best to avoid the flames. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from inhaling the smoke. She saw that the flames covered her parents' room and gasped. She removed her hand and began to call for her parents. She was about to rush into the burning room, but Keida grabbed her from behind and pulled her to his chest. She struggled in Keida's hold with tears in her eyes.

"I have to get mom and dad out of there or they will burn," said Ahiru in a desperate tone. Keida shook his head and placed a hand over her eyes.

"They're dead already, Ahiru," whispered Keida. Ahiru clenched her teeth still trying to get out of Keida's hold.

"I won't believe it!" screamed Ahiru as Keida dragged her out. Keida dragged her out through the back door where no one could see them. He could hear Ahiru's cries through the sound of the falling building and felt her hot tears in his hand. Keida removed his hand slowly from her eyes as Ahiru slowly began to stop struggling. Keida took this chance to turn her around and kiss her lips. Ahiru's eyes widen as she felt his lips against hers. She felt his tongue against her lips and slapped him away. Keida was pushed away by the slap and the death note fell from the bag he was carrying.

Ahiru placed her lips against her wrist as she stared at Keida in disbelief.

"What were you doing?" asked Ahiru. Keida looked at her with longing in his eyes.

"Ahiru, I want you. I always wanted you," said Keida as he reached out to her. Ahiru stepped back and said, "You're just in shock because of the fire." Keida shook his head and pulled Ahiru in a tight hug.

"I love you. I don't want you to see me as a brother anymore," muttered Keida. Ahiru shoved him away again and finally took notice of the death note on the ground. She picked it up and looked at Keida with wide eyes.

"Did you take this?" asked Ahiru. Keida nodded. Ahiru opened the death note and felt her heart nearly stop.

Akane Katsunagi and Jiro Katsunagi

Under their apartment was a gas leak. That leak caused an explosion at 9:00 P. M. killing both of them.

Ahiru's hands shook as she stared at the names of her parents in the Death Note. She glared at Keida and screamed, "Did you write their names down?" Keida nodded again. Ahiru tried to punch him, but Keida grabbed her wrist in response. Ahiru tried her other hand, but Keida grabbed that hand too making her drop the death note.

"Why would you do this? Why did you write their names down?" screamed Ahiru. Keida responded with another kiss to her lips. He deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue into her mouth. Before Ahiru could bite his tongue, he pulled away and smirked.

"They wanted to separate us, so I took care of them. Now no one is standing in our way."

Keida pinned her against the wall of the alley they were in and ravished her lips with kisses. Ahiru struggled under his hold, but Keida was strong. He held both her hands with one hand and used his other hand to feel under her right thy making it clear to Ahiru that Keida wanted more than just a kiss. Ahiru clenched her teeth as she felt Keida kiss her neck and begin to unbutton her blouse. Ahiru clenched her fist as she felt a hatred for her own brother grow in her heart.

Ahiru lifted her knee and slammed it between Keida's legs. Keida gasped in pain and released Ahiru. Ahiru took this chance to run away. Keida called out her name, but Ahiru refused to hear his voice.

Ahiru didn't know how far she had run, but it was long enough for her to begin to see the rising sun. Ahiru collapsed to the ground gasping.

"Well that was interesting."

Ahiru looked up and saw the Shinigami standing before her. Ahiru glared at him and managed to grab his ankle roughly.

"You did this."

"Now, now, I wasn't the one who let a sibling get a hold of the death note and I didn't make him fall in love with you either," mocked the Shinigami. Ahiru spat at his feet, still gripping his ankle.

"I will never forgive him for what he did to mom and dad," muttered Ahiru. The Shinigami smirked and said, "You might bring me more entertainment, so let's make a deal."

"Deal?"

The Shinigami nodded.

"I want to make a pact with you. I will give you power that is almost like a Shinigami's and you can use that power to take revenge on your brother."

Ahiru clenched the Shinigami's ankle tighter and asked, "What's the catch?"

"Well you do have to abandon your old identity, I have to keep transferring power to you at least once a month, and when you complete your revenge on your brother you will die and become a full-fledged Shinigami. Do we have a deal?"

"Why can't I just kill him now? He should still be at the apartment."

"He has the Death Note and decided to go into hiding until he can find you."

Ahiru was shaking in anger. The Shinigami petted her head and said, "When you make a pact with me, your form will change and the Death Note will have no effect on you. He won't be able to find you easily and you will be the same, so what will it be?" Ahiru remembered her parents and then nodded.

"That's my girl," stated the Shinigami. The Shinigami held a torn piece of paper in his right hand. Ahiru looked at it and asked, "Is that the pact?"

"It's just a torn page piece from the Death Note, but when I add my blood to it, it will become the contract."

The Shinigami bit his finger drawing blood. He soaked the piece of paper in his blood and smirked. He held the blood soaked paper to Ahiru and said, "All you have to do is swallow and the pact will be made."

Ahiru opened her mouth allowing the Shinigami to drop the pact into her mouth. Ahiru swallowed the paper ignoring the taste of blood. Ahiru felt her body burning from the inside and released the Shinigami's ankle to clench her body. Her golden hair became raven black, her aquamarine eyes turned blood red, her nails became pitch black, and a tear drop mark appeared under her right eye. Ahiru felt the burning subside and stared at her trembling hand.

The Shinigami knelt in front of her and stated, "The deal is done, now what will you do, Ahiru?" Ahiru shook her head.

"Ahiru Katsunagi is dead."

In another safety zone far from Tokyo, a guard was at the safety zone border keeping an eye out for any criminals. He spotted an approaching figure and drew his gun. He held his gun at the unknown figure and demanded to know who the person was.

The unknown person removed the hood that covered her long black hair. She smirked at the guard as her red eyes seemed to glow in the darkness.

"I am Kurogane and I have come to join the forces."