Playing God
Chapter 7
A Special Friend
Author's Note: Hello everyone and welcome to chapter 7! Sorry it's a little late, but I just found out yesterday that I was going to the beach. Wasn't so happy about it at first because I thought I wouldn't be able to type this up, but here I am in the crowded car typing away! So yay!
Pairings: Light x OC
Warnings: Major spoilers, cussing, violence, an OC, and OOCness
Disclaimer: I in no way own Deathnote nor do I own any of the characters. I make no profit from this fic.
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Thoughts
Flashback
Kuro watched as her "friend" drug two black body bags behind him as he waved goodbye. She held the door open for him with her left hand as she grasped her desert eagle and Shinzo's old pistol in her right. She smiled to him as he walked out and closed the door. She gave out a short sigh and thumbed Shinzo's pistol. She scoffed down at it. What a piece of shit. Did he honestly except to do any damage with this?
The pistol was a very old model, but that's not what made it crap. The paint was rusted off and the trigger was jammed. She had to use almost all her strength just to fire the damn thing. She plopped down on the couch and examined it a bit more. Get the necessary parts and I can fix it up. Could get a pretty penny for it. Opening the drawer to the stand beside the couch, she placed Shinzo's pistol in it and then leaned back on the couch.
She fingered her eagle as she closed her eyes. The gang had attacked her twice in the last two weeks. Why had they all of a sudden started attacking her again? They had attacked in six months, why start again now? She rubbed her eyes as a slight headache came onto her. I need help with this case. Perhaps…Kuro sat up grabbed the address book that was on the stand. Flipping through it, she smirked when she came to an all too familiar number.
Ryuk laid sprawled on Light's bed as said teen wrote away in his Deathnote. Ryuk on the outside appeared to be a very stupid shinigami, but on the inside he was a very deep thinker. He just didn't show it like most people. Something had been nagging him about this whole second Kira thing. He had a very good guess as to which shinigami had "dropped" their Deathnote.
Ryuk stared down at the human realm, thinking about how much trouble he could cause if he did drop his extra Deathnote. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice Isamu come up behind him. Isamu sat down beside him and looked down at the human world as well.
"That looks much more interesting than here." Isamu commented.
Ryuk chuckled, "It sure does. Just think of all the chaos I could cause if I dropped my Deathnote down there."
Isamu raised a brow.
"Would you do such a thing?"
"I've been thinking about it."
"Such power given to such minuscule beings. They would go insane, but I assume that would be your motive for dropping it. It would amuse you."
Isamu knew him so well. Ryuk smiled and continued looking down at the human world.
"Do as you please. I will not stop you. It would be a nice change of pace if you ask me."
Ryuk looked over at Isamu and saw that mischievous gleam in his eyes. That sparkle he got when an idea came to him. Ryuk smirked and lightly punched Isamu's shoulder, knocking him to the side a bit.
"Why not join me in the fun? Go ahead and drop Shujo's book. [1] I know you killed him for it."
"…Maybe I will."
Ryuk knew for a fact that Isamu had dropped his notebook. There was just no way he wouldn't not with that sparkle he had had in his eyes.
Kuro stood in the back of an alley with a black hoodie on and matching dark skinny jeans. It was overcast today so, not many people had paid her any attention when she had walked here. After all, it wasn't weird to wear a hoodie when you thought it would rain. She stuck to the shadows so she wouldn't be seen by passerby.
After standing for about 30 minutes another black figure entered the alley and Kuro stood up straight from where she had been leaning back on the metal fence behind her. The figure wore similar clothes to her own, but his hoodie was grey. He lifted his head and she looked over the face she hadn't seen in almost a year.
His white as snow hair clearly showed through the dark his hood created. She noticed it was still its usual messed up state with strands going everywhere. Most of them were off to the side or sticking up, but one stand hung in front of his face. Red irises shown through his wired frame glasses and his thin lips were an emotionless line.
She smiled at him and he only rolled his eyes. She knew they were friends, but he didn't want to acknowledge that out in the open. He was only looking out for safety and for that she was grateful, but he could loosen up a bit.
"Hello, Usuki." she said with a grin. [2]
"Kuro, what do you need? I have no time for unnecessary chit-chat." he said with a scowl.
Her grin only widened.
"C'mon Usuki! I haven't seen you in a year and this is how you treat me?"
She placed her hand over her heart.
"That pains me." she said mockingly.
Using his middle finger, he pushed his glasses back up to his eyes while also flipping her off. She gave a laugh and swore she saw Usuki give a small smile. She walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
In all seriousness she said, "It's really good to see you though."
He looked up at her and she saw all the memories flooding back to her.
"Hey, Usuki!"
"Kuro!"
A smaller and happier Usuki ran up to her and hugged her tight. They both giggled as they sprinted off towards the playground on the other side of the park.
A knock resounded on her door and Kuro lazily went to answer it. It was the weekend for crying out loud. Opening the door, she came face to face with a bloodied Usuki. He had a black eye, his arm was bleeding, and blood stained his shirt.
"Kuro…" he managed before he passed out in her arms.
She stood in the courthouse watching as the man was finally persecuted and would be behind bars in less than an hour. She smiled to herself and a teenaged Usuki made his way over to her, giving her the biggest smile she had seen since they were little. Tears tainted the corners of his eyes and he ran up to her and gave her a hug. They both embraced feeling happiness that this man was put away, but also disbelief about it.
They hugged for quite some time finally realizing that Usuki would hopefully never be harmed by anyone again like that man had. Yet her being also shook with another emotion. Envy. She wished that her father was also being put behind bars at the moment and that Usuki still had his father to deal with. It made her stomach churn with disgust at that thought.
Vision blurring she could barely see a thing as a white blob made its way over to her. It kneeled down in front of her and sighed.
"Kuro, when I give you information I except you to use it and not get injured."
Kuro smiled up at Usuki before everything went black.
"You can't leave, Usuki!" she screamed with tears rolling down her cheeks.
He turned to her and watched as people in the airport stared at them. He didn't care though, this was hard for Kuro and he expected this to happen. He just walked up to her and watched as she buried her face into his chest and sobbed. He rubbed her back and he too wanted to cry. He was going to the Bahamas for a year to work on a case which meant leaving his best friend, the one who had saved him from his father's clutches, behind in Japan.
However, he had to take this case. With the money he could pay off his student loans and that was just too much of an opportunity to pass up. They stood there just like they had done in the courthouse five years ago and embraced, both in happiness and disbelief. [3]
The last memory she saw had been the last time she had seen Usuki and now that he was here in front of her, she wanted to just cry, but he had other business to take care of. Sighing, she smiled at him before they quickly hugged each other and then Kuro took a step back.
"I need some information." she said.
"You better not get seriously hurt when I give it to you. Now, what kind of information?"
"About Jericho's gang. Where have they been for the last six months?"
Usuki sighed before taking out a notebook from his pocket.
"I had a feeling you would ask that. Jericho sent his gang to Manchuria for a bit to carry out some kind of heist six months ago. They just recently got back."
Kuro knew she could trust Usuki's information. He was a detective although not as good as L, and had very reliable sources. She nodded.
"How long will you be in Chiba?" she hesitantly asked.
"I should be here for the rest of my life, Kuro. I got a job here and a house, though I probably will be sent on-"
He never got to finish before she tackled him and hugged him.
"That's wonderful, Usuki!" she exclaimed.
He smiled and wrapped his arms around her.
"It sure is." he said.
Isamu looked down at the Kanto region and scanned over the area one last time just to be sure it was indeed Ryuk. He smirked as he saw Ryuk floating above a young man's head. So that's Kira eh? He chuckled to himself as the man went inside a house that said Yagami. Isamu stood up and gave his legs a stretch before heading out to Kanto. He had finally found Kira and now all he had to do was meet up with Ryuk.
[1] I made this name up from the top of my head since I have no internet in the car. Although, I do like that name.
[2] I also made this name up, but I really like this one.
[3] Some of these flashbacks were so sad. ;-;
Author's Note: Well there we have it! I hope you enjoyed and liked how long it was! I just kept getting ideas and well this blossomed. Sure it's not that long, but it's long to me. I feel exhausted and I'm still in the car!
RQOTD: Anyone have any guesses about Kuro's past?
I just want to see what everyone thinks. It shall be revealed in a few more chappies!
***NOTE***: Okay, the reason this is so late is we were at the beach. In the top Author's Note I explained that we were on our way to the beach. Well, as I'm writing this we are currently on our way home from the beach. I was going to upload this on Saturday, but the hotel had no wi-fi. Later, I found out it did, but it was ridiculously slow so, that is why this is out on Monday. So Sorry. *************
*Wipes her brow and closes the laptop*
