Hello all! And so after a long wait, Side Effect is back! Anywho, I hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. If I did you don't wanna know how much I would change it...
For anyone who knew Aizawa, they would know that at the current time...he hated his job. Never getting to see his family, doing nothing but working on the Kira case…he was on edge constantly.
But that didn't mean that he believed in this ghost crap that Matsuda was almost constantly talking about. Nope, ghosts certainly did not exist. He could argue for Shinigami…but ghosts? That was just stupid.
He groaned mentally cursing L for that security system that he most definitely couldn't get through. And coming back to work that day was not on his list of 'Happy Things'.
After arriving, putting every last thing he had in the proper place, he tried to enter. And failed. "Oh, come on…" He growled. God, how he hated this thing! So, he went through the steps that would always lead him to standing there like an idiot without pants.
Being so busy he didn't notice the drop in temperature. Or the human-shaped white mist near the door. He jumped dropping his phone when a loud crack echoed from behind him. It almost sounded like someone had cracked his or her neck.
He glanced behind him, and seeing nothing, he tore the memory from his mind. Pretending that it didn't happen at door finally opened, and he celebrated because he was still in pants. Apparently the thing liked him today.
L had also taken the reasoning that if he ignored it…it would go away. Unluckily for Light, that meant the ghost had taken to bugging him. The most memorable of these events would be when he was showering the water would either turn off or go freezing. He decided to ask Ryuk about it when he had finally been given a break.
Light had been 'purging' the world of criminals when he asked the blue-skinned shinigami about spirits. "Ryuk. Do other things like spirits exist?" Ryuk; who was floating upside down in boredom, cackled.
"Why?" Light sighed…he hated his shinigami. "Out of curiosity." Ryuk grinned, bearing large rows of dagger-like teeth. "Depends. Humans can become bound…but they can't interfere with living humans. Demons are…keh. Watch for them, they'll usually do what they want and leave."
Ryuk flipped over, and grinned wider. " Just hope it's not a Grudgling." Light paused, "Grudgling?" Ryuk laughed insanely. "Yeah. Grudglings are the worst kind. They can do whatever they want mostly. They're born from a human dying with extreme hate. Then they go and kill whomever they get their hands on. But they usually like playing with the humans first. Pretending to be some little harmless thing. Then they'll snap and either possess you to kill yourself, or do it for you. Want to know the best part?"
Light really didn't, but he nodded anyway. "We Shinigami can't interfere at all. We can try…and some of them will leave us alone if we ask them…but mostly nope. Even a human like you who I'm supposed to kill will die if they want you to."
Light didn't sleep well that night.
Most of the Kira Task Force had been working non-stop for a week now. And Aizawa was irritated. He really hated his job. But, atleast they had good bathrooms. So, feeling nature call, he stretched and headed to the bathroom himself. The hallway was dark; the lights they used were annoyingly dim compared to the ones he used at home.
So, his mind wondered to his family while he walked. Seeing as how he didn't believe in that ghost crap, he didn't look around paranoid for some shadow.
But he should have looked. A single pair of red eyes watched him carefully, studying him. Yes, the Grudgling decided. That one was perfect for a test. So, it followed its mouth curved upward in a diabolical smile.
The second Aizawa opened the door to the bathroom a cold swept through him, literally. He could feel the cold air hit him, like the suit he was wearing wasn't even there. After that, the next few minutes were blank. He didn't remember using the bathroom or returning and sitting in his normal chair.
The Grudgling however, could remember perfect what had happened. He had been successful. Yes, he had taken control of a Human.
He had simply willed the Human called Aizawa to use the bathroom, something he hadn't been able to do himself for a good few months because of being hospitalized.
After that he made the man stand in front of the mirror for a short time, watching his lifespan drop by the years. Damn, he thought. So, when he possessed someone his or her lifespan would deplete. Ah, well. Atleast the man had a long life left.
So, to his great amazement, he could speak. "Burn." It was but a whisper, but he could do it! And it truly sounded like him! Not that man with the annoying voice but his own. He wondered what else he could make the man do. So, he dug through the drawers finding a small razor. And he made the man cut his own shoulder. He laughed, which echoed through Aizawa's mouth.
Wonderful! If he could do this to a strong willed man what could he do to L?
So, with the new knowledge fresh in his mind, he departed from the man. And fled to his sanctuary in the Boiler Room.
Alrightly! I'm done! So, R & R please.