Playing God

Chapter 10

Dream

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Welcome to Chapter 10! Not sure how long this will be, but I was planning on making pretty long since you know they meet in this one, but who knows? I don't even know how long the chapter is until I'm done with it so, let's find out!

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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Isamu slowly descended down to the ground and back to standing right in front of Kuro. He held his arms out.

"C'mon." he said.

"What?" she asked puzzled.

"I have to carry you up." he said calmly.

"Oh."

Kuro walked up and stood right in front of Isamu and watched as he put his arms around her waist. She pushed her face into his chest so, he wouldn't see her blush. Slowly, Isamu ascended into the air and Kuro held on for dear life. She had never really been a fan of heights so; she tried not to think about what she was doing or rather what was happening to her. Finally, Isamu stopped and Kuro looked up to see that the window was opening itself. It must be Ryuk. I can't see him because I haven't touched Kira's deathnote, but soon I'll be able to see him. She looked down below her and shivered. It was just a bit too high for her tastes.

Isamu made his way in and slowly placed them both back on solid ground. Kuro untangled herself from his grasp and she looked around the dim room. It was very plain much like her own. It had a desk which was to her right and looking behind her she saw a bookshelf and a small bed with someone in it. [1] Finally.

"Kira." she whispered.

Ryuk watched the human from in front of the window. Isamu stood next to him. This should be exciting. I can't wait to see his face. Ryuk covered his mouth as he chuckled away. Isamu raised his brow at him, but he just continued laughing. Humans were too much fun.

Isamu rolled his eyes at Ryuk. He always was strange. He turned his attention back to Kuro and watched as she slowly approached the bed. He had help make her dream come true. Sure, she had yet to see what Kira would do, but he had helped her find him and she had said if he wasn't like she thought, she could always kill him and find a new God. Isamu watched on.

Kuro took slow and calculated steps. She wasn't really sure what she was going to do, but she knew she had to do it now. Soon it would be morning and she couldn't be seen in the light. She stopped when her knees touched the edge of the bed and she looked down at the heap on the mattress. Gingerly, she removed the sheet and finally saw her God.

He had soft features and auburn hair that shone in the moonlight. Every single curve of his face looked beautiful and Kuro watched as his chest rose and fell as he breathed. His eyes were closed, but she knew they held beautiful eyes that probably sparkled with passion to kill. She moved the sheet a little lower and revealed his left hand. She uncurled his fingers and looked at the calloused digits. These hands had done the world a favor and now she was holding one. A shiver ran up her spine and she let go of his hand to move the bangs out of his eyes. She wanted to see the color of them when he woke up. She wanted to see them burn with a passion and hopefully someday look at her with love filled in them, but that could wait.

She shook his shoulder and said barely louder than a whisper, "Kira."

He was dreaming. He knew that for certain. He was standing behind a white curtain and listening to some woman talking. He couldn't identify the voice though. He tried to see what he was wearing, but from behind the curtain it was too dark. Shuffling and coughing could be heard from the other side of the curtain along with that woman's voice and he could tell this was some kind of stage. He stared into the dark and listened to the woman's voice.

"We have sacrificed many people in order to get this far. We have demolished the sinners of this country, but there is still a whole world of evil left to handle! We need your help in order to achieve our goal! What is our goal?!" she shouted.

"A NEW WORLD!" the crowd shouted back.

"Yes! A new world that is not plagued by evil. However, this goal can not be achieved by ourselves. Sure, we were able to cleanse a country, but a whole world? That will take time, patience, and support. Will you be our support?!" she screamed again.

"AS THE SUPPORTERS OF KIRA WE WILL DO ANYTHING FOR OUR GOD!" the crowd screamed back.

"Thank you. Without you help this world would only be a dream. One that is unachievable, but you made that possible. You helped us take down L!"

"KIRA!"

"You helped us take down Near!"

"KIRA!"

"Now help us take down Wammy's House!"

"KIRA!"

"Now who do you want?!"

"KIRA!"

"Come on out! Ladies and gentlemen, it is high time you met your God!" she yelled and the curtain was moved.

Now he could see what he was wearing. It was a white jacket complete with a hood and white pants to match. He had on white boots and even white fingerless gloves. He looked up and assumed he was in some kind of church. He was on a surprise white stage and all around him was a white room with large stained windows. The whole structure seemed to come up at a point and it had gold trimmings along the walls. It was a pretty big room and looking down he saw it filled to the brim with people. Hell, he could even see tons of people pressed up against the windows to see what was going on.

However, all these people wore golden robes that had hoods and all of their hoods were up. Looking down at the crowd, it was like looking at a sea of gold. All eyes were on him and he knew what this dream was about from the moment the woman started talking. He was dreaming about what he would do when he was God. She had even said they had defeated L, but he wasn't sure who Near was or The Wammy House.

He turned and looked to his left to see a podium and four other people. There was only one who he recognized as Ryuk and he was staring off into the ground completely mesmerized. Next to him was what looked like another shinigami that almost looked like Ryuk if you took in the clothes, however his skin was pale white and he had deep onyx eyes. He was staring in his direction. Next, to the other shinigami was a tall man with black eyes that seemed to shine red. He wore a completely white suit and had long black hair. He was also looking in his direction.

Then, next to the podium was the woman he assumed had given the speech. She had short black hair and black eyes. She wore a white blouse and a white gown that extended to her ankles where you could see she wore white high heels. Her lips were painted gold and all along her face were golden marks. It covered her cheeks and a single line extended from her jaw line up to her eye on either side. Then, it broke off into three branches and one went up to the corner of her eye, the second stopped right at the middle, and the third crossed her eyelid below. At the tips of the lines, were small circles.

She began to slowly make her way over to him and the only sound that resonated from the building was the clicking of her heels. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath. No one dared to make a sound. The woman wore a large grin on her face and when she stood in front of him she stopped. She reached her arm out towards his hand and her many golden bracelets jiggled. Grabbing a hold of his hand, she lifted it into the air and smiled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Light Yagami or Kira!" she roared.

The crowd instantly burst into life. Everyone began to scream and cheer. The women held their children up to see the face of their idol. The men gazed up at him with admiration and some of the women gave him flirtatious looks. As he looked out into the crowd he was overcome with a sense of pride and mirth. All these people served him. All these people now knew him as God. All these people worshipped him. Suddenly, he felt something burst out of his back yet he continued smiling. Something behind him flapped and he thought it was Ryuk or the other shinigami opening their wings, but no. It was his wings.

Out of his back were giant white wings with golden tipped feathers. He gave them a flap and lifted off the ground. He took off at a slow pace looking down at the crowd below him. Their mouths were shaped like o's as they stared, astounded, at their God. Now more than ever, Light truly did feel like a God. As he circled the crowd, the audience began to clap and cheer. He smiled down upon them before he landed back on the stage.

The woman clung to his arm and he could see the other man on stage looking proud. Ryuk chuckled to himself and the other shinigami elegantly rolled his eyes.

"Now, you may know me as your speaker today, but in all actuality I am….,Kira's Goddess!" yelled the woman.

Light stared dumbfounded at the girl. When she had gone to say her name the whole dream just muted. That was strange. However, Light shook that feeling away and processed what the girl had said. She was Kira's Goddess eh? Well he trusted himself to pick as respectable Goddess, however he had never thought about having a Goddess before. He guessed one would be needed if he was to have an heir and continue his legacy because although he was a God, he was not immortal.

Suddenly, he was shaken from his thoughts as the woman began shaking his shoulders.

"Kira…Kira. Kira!" she kept repeating, but each time it grew louder.

"Kira! KIRA!" [2]

Then, he woke up.

[1] Again, I'm not quite sure how his room was set up so, I apologize if it is wrong however I like it set up this way.

[2] I would remember this dream. You may just see it again *wiggles eyebrows*

Author's Note: Wow. Such little notes, but I was in the zone when writing this one. I had originally planned to not include the dream, but then it hit me and I just had to write it. Plus, it gives me some way to help move the plot along later. However, I'm not telling you what that plot thing is~ So mean, I know! Hopefully, this long chapter made up for me not updating last weekend. Also, I promise in the next chapter they meet!

RQOTD: Did you like the dream and does it tell you anything?

Anybody see anything about the dream? Maybe some symbolism eh?

Leave me an answer in a review or PM!

*Shuffles away muttering something along the lines of, "Holy God, that dream was awesome."*