Sorry I haven't written anything in forever, I've been buisy with a full time job and stress with friends and tension between the same and planning for this huge convention in May and it's pretty much consumed me until now. I have a little time, so here's chapter 10. Enjoy and please review!
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The next day passed much as the first had. She explored a bit more on her own and began trying to teach Deridovely and Guuku how to play something else besides Pokert and other gambling games. She was having little luck with War, Old Maid or Crazy Eights. The two less intellligent shinigami found little interest in the human games. Daril found them even less amusing. She was still cold towards Gray.
By the third day, Ryuk was sent to find her with a message from the shinigami king, to get a move on with some sort of plan. So far she'd come up with moot.
She'd been scribbling incessantly on what paper she had brought with her, but none of the plans she had so far concocted involved her getting away scot-free. She only had three sheets left. She had to be careful not to waste them.
She hadn't written anything else in the death note given her by the shinigami king, mostly because she wasn't sure about it yet. Justin had written all the rules on the insides of both covers for her to understand, his writing tiny and cramped, but at least in English. What he hadn't writen was whether or not killing humans before their time to die would add years to her own life or not. She knew it would not if she were full human, but she wasn't. Maybe no one knew?
"Hey, Gelus," she said on the fourth day. They were alone in the only part of the shinigami realm that had any water, where only Midora hung out, but she was nowhere to be found at the moment. There was a tiny lake here, surrounded by bones and dust and chunks of concrete that littered the ground like fallen tombstones.
"Mmm?" he mumbled. He was sitting with his short legs splayed in front of him and was staring between his knees, thinking and not talking.
"Something I'm not sure about... could you do me a favor?" she asked.
"Depends on if I'm allowed to or not," he replied, still not looking at her.
She dropped her death note on the ground and said, "OI forfeit ownership of this death note, for the moment."
Not many of her memories left her. She knew what she had planned on asking, anyway, and that was all she focused on. Gelus was staring at her with his one eye, curious.
"What are you doing?" he asked, curious.
"You can see my remaining lifespan?" she asked.
"... Yes. But I can't tell you when it is," he said oddly.
"That's okay. I don't want you to. Memorize it, the number of years I have left," she instructed him. She was going to conduct an experiment. There was a human world viewing pool close by.
"Okay," said Gelus.
She picked up her death note once more and shivered as what few memories she'd lost rushed back. She opened it and crawled to the viewing pool close by, wrote the name of the first person she saw, and waited thr 40 seonds. The person collapsed.
She forfieted the death note again and turned to Gelus.
"Has it changed?" she asked.
Gelus stared, his single eye wide.
"Yeah. By 20 years," he said, awed.
She picked up the death note again and smiled. So being part shinigami meant she could add years to her life like a shinigami but remain as human as possible.
She thanked the little shinigami, bent o ver her notes and began thinking of a new strategy to get past the dragon.
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Gotta go to bed!! R&R!