This is a crosspost from Spacebattles-this is updated on another schedule than the other fics


It was an ordinary night like any other, under the light of the broken moon above. Within a walled kingdom was a singular store, surrounded by other shops. It was a small store that sold dust, aptly named From Dust Till Dawn, and inside was an employee, several men in suits, and a teenager. A robbery was being conducted, yet the employee was nonplus through it. Wearing an apron over a striped green shirt with a tie that bore cat eared skulls, the man on shift was only annoyed. For a man such as he, getting robbed at his job was the most exciting thing that's happened to Yoshikage Kira after dying.

Exciting for most, one would say.

For a man such as he, excitement like this moment was a hindrance.

No, a downright annoyance.

The criminal in the suit pushed a gun further into Kira's pristine white apron, his sneer doing nothing to make the blond haired man afraid.

"Give us the key to the dust in this shop, now. Else you want a chest full of bullets?"

Yoshikage Kira gave a look of indifference to the man, as he towered over said criminal by a few inches. Theoretically he could do nothing and allow them to rob him blind of the inventory. His employer would understand, yet Yoshikage Kira was on a mission of his own.

"Hm." Kira took a glance at the young schoolgirl that was behind a shelf and reading a magazine. Her hands...they were pale, unblemished, and the fingers looked divine. Those digits flexing so clearly, not a hint of noticeable fat or bone showing. She was perfect, if a bit young.

It's been more than a month since his last girlfriend, and Kira's fingernails were growing quite a bit.

"What's it going to be pal?!"

Kira glances back at the man that's put him at gunpoint, before shaking his head.

It was an oddity that his employer left much of his merchandise out on the open, like a candy shop for children to come and take so easily, especially with the amount of thievery happening these days. With a few choice words and ideas, all the dust became secured in several containers and metal boxes, under lock and key that only Yoshikage Kira can open.

Nevertheless, tonight was the night he would enact his plan to kill the girl here. Yet these criminals appeared and demanded for the dust, leaving him in quite a predicament.

"It is 11:47pm, don't you know?" Kira answered the man with a hint of frustration.

"This shop closes at 11:50 on the dot, leaving time for me to clean up and take inventory, wherein I leave by 12:30 and go home by 1am. Obscene hours one might say, but my shift doesn't start until 3pm, allowing me time plenty for my hobbies and time for myself."

The man holding the gun gave a noise of confusion before Kira pushed the barrel of the gun away with a finger.

"I have never been late nor early in arriving home. I have never missed my daily stretching or my usual eight hours of sleep. I wake up at 9am every day, except for the weekends. I sleep until 10:30am to make sure I get enough relaxation, and then-"

Kira's would be killer pushed the barrel up his chin before he gave a yell.

"DUST! Now!"

Kira gave a glance at the other criminals before he caved in. Fishing the keys out of his apron pocket, he handed the ring of keys to his assaulter, which the man took greedily. Alas, Kira mused, they too didn't see the purple shimmer of a gloved hand overlapping his own.

These criminals didn't have aura it seemed. Perfect.

"Alright boys! Let's get that paycheck!" With shouts of agreement, the rest of the criminals began staging themselves around the shop as the keys were being passed around.

Kira smiled as he held his thumb over the side of his forefinger, and in an instant, he lifted his thumb.

One of the criminals gave a look at the one customer before he stood next to her and pointed a gun at her.

"Oi Kid! Pull down your-"

Kira pressed his thumb down, and flashes of light only he can see lit up the room. Glancing behind him, Kira saw no trace of the criminals left in the shop.

Taking a gander at his watch, Kira saw it was 11:50pm, on the dot.

The girl at the magazine shelf took a glance around before pulling down her headphones.

"Mister, did you say something?"

The schoolgirl asked, to which Kira nodded his head.

"It is closing time. May I ask that you take your leave?" The schoolgirl gave a light blush as she nodded and put the magazine back at the rack before she began to head out.

Those flawless hands, leaving him once more. Their grip on the door knob of the door left Kira itching.

He shook his head. No, now wasn't the time.

"Oh right! I'll be coming back tomorrow Mister for some gravity dust crystals. Will they be restocked then?"

Kira gave a smile at her as he picked up a pen and a small piece of paper.

"There will be another stock of gravity and fire dust tomorrow at you would like, I can leave some of it on the side for you. Just tell me when you can arrive and your name."
The girl shook in excitement before she nodded.

"My name is Ruby Rose! And hm, I can come...same time I guess? Maybe 10! Would 10 work?"
Kira gave a soft smile as he wrote it down. Tearing a small piece of it, he handed it to Ruby after a small pause.

"Yes, that will work. I will see you then Miss Rose, and in the event I'm not here give this to the employee on shift. I hope you have a wonderful evening."

Ruby nodded happily before turning away, giddy about the prospect of having new dust to work alongside Crescent Rose.
Oh she can't wait to show off to her friends!
Just as Ruby turned around, Kira's smile turned to a look of indifference as his body glowed in a purple aura, striding behind Ruby.

Putting a hand onto Ruby's shoulder, Kira spoke.
"Ah Miss Rose before you go, I forgot to tell you. My name is Yoshikage Kira."

Ruby turned her head in slight confusion at the man, before another figure stood behind him.
"Wait sir, what's that behind you?"

Kira smiled as he put his hand onto her head and ruffled it. It was cute seeing such confusion to those who could see his stand.

"This is my stand, Killer Queen."
A click sounded, and Kira formed a sinister smile on his face.

He missed having company at home after so long. He can finally have someone to help him with his nails.
Black smoke began to quickly dissipate as Kira grabbed the beautiful hand from the floor. Brushing off any dust from it, he smiled at the appendage.
"Now Miss Rose, shall you help me with my nails? They are dreadfully long."