(Sorry it has come to my attention that with my copy and pasting my work to this doc manager that periodically it's skipping words as if my internet is fluctuating while pasting or something about the site itself is causing it to pause and skip words. I will be going through the book to try and locate all of the missing words. I really am sorry, I never thought to check and make certain that the pasting was working properly.)
Chapter 1
Today was totally just another day. After waking up I lay in my bathwater with my eyes closed. "How I love baths!" I exclaimed to myself with an over-exaggerated sigh. Looking up to the pearl-colored ceiling, I chew on my bottom lip, as was a little tick of mine when I fall into thought. I am 17 years old the last I checked and I know my birthday is coming up soon or... Is it? Self-reminder check the date on my laptop when I get out. As I wash my hair I look at my legs refracted in the water. "Anime, the only thing that allows me to escape this prison my parents call home." After rinsing the suds out of my long black hair I get out of the large claw foot tub and wrap a towel around myself. "Really, if it wasn't for anime, I don't know what I would do." I said to myself drying off and putting on my red Bikini with tight really short black jean shorts and my cream-colored long button-up overshirt. It was light enough I could see my Bikini beneath it if I even wanted to button it up and it went down to my mid-thighs. I enjoy lightweight clothes they make me feel freer rather than restrained. Dad always says I get that from my mom who rarely wears shirts that cover her shoulders or her stomach.
Walking from the bathroom and into my bedroom, I pick up my black and white backpack with a smile. It was old and looked like it was being held together with a prayer. It had moon and stars scribbled on the white fabric with my mom's old nickname painted on the front. When we had gone through her old things from before she awakened and she still lived as a human this was the very thing she treasured most. She told me that she had got it when she was in the fourth grade and kept it through her twenties. I just felt drawn to it. I guess the reason could be because it was so important to my mom that it made me feel closer to her. And I keep all my "Essentials" in it so I never just leave it laying around. Setting in Indian style on my bed I open the bag and look inside it. Finding my Five-star notebook that contains 500 pages of paper with the words Death Note scribbled on the front along with the very symbols the instructions had said to put. My pink and black pencil bag was crammed full of pens, pencils, markers, and colored pencils. A little black pouch full of kunai, throwing stars, lock picks, and gloves. My spare container of makeup, perfumes, and nail polish. Of course, it also has my red fuzz-covered lockable diary that I keep in a metal chrome and black lockable case. It used to be a cd case before I had gone through and removed all of the sleeves so it was now the perfect case for my diary. And I also have my mom and dad's first B.O.S's. that was located in old five-star binders that zipped closed which were wedged around my cases of my iPod, Ihome, Ipad, headphones, my cell phone, and my tie-dye pocketbook containing the plastics mom and dad gave me for shopping online. Smiling I reach in unzipping the hidden compartment and pull out my hairbrush that I keep next to a bag of scrunchies.
Running it through my hair before putting it back and zipping up my bag. I slip the shoulder straps over my shoulders where it always rests before going over to my desk and powering on my laptop. I perch myself on the arms of my computer chair as I fold my legs in Indian style in the seat. Pulling myself closer to my desk and bringing up the chrome browser I look through my bookmarks. On top were sites of spells, enchantments, creating death notes, how-to guides to meditate and exercising energy, the meanings of candles and their colors, online shops for Wicca accessories: books: and ingredients. Then down the list starts with Full moon Wo Sagashite, Skip beat, Inuyasha, Witch hunter robin, Naruto, Bleach, Fate Stay Night, Vampire Knight, then of course Death Note. All of my favorite web pages and anime. Clicking on Death Note I begin to watch the anime starting all over again from the beginning planning to only watch a couple of episodes before going out to the backyard and taking a swim in the pool.
Hours later at the end of episode thirteen my head was on the desk resting on my arms sound asleep with the background noise of the ending music to the episode. A feeling of falling triggers the falling dream made my heart pound and my throat tighten as I fell. Yet, before I hit the ground in my dream it stops sending a warmth flowing over and through me. I felt grass beneath me as I just curled up into a ball not wanting to wake up. The gentle warmth of sunlight reminds me of when I'd lay in the grass next to the pool outside. It was then I felt hands on my shoulder shaking me in an attempt to bring me up out of my sleep. When it didn't stop I went to brush the hands away. "Are you alright?" In my mind, I imagine the main character of the anime I had just been watching. Opening my eyes I expect to see another episode of Death note playing. Jumping to my feet biting back an ear-piercing scream I step away as I see Light Yagami standing from where he had been crouched trying to wake me. "There is no need for you to be afraid." He said but he stood still as if he knew, that if he took a step closer to me I really would scream. Raking my charcoal eyes over his appearance and spotting the notebook resting in his unzipped bag my eyes widen as I feel all color drain from my face. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath trying to calm my heart that was throbbing painfully in my chest. "There is plenty of reason." I spoke softly trying to sound calmer than what I felt. "My name is Light Yagami. Light's written with the character.."
"For moon and Yagami with the characters for night and god." I cut him off accidentally causing my eyes to widen and my cheeks to heat up...
"How did you know that?" He asks confusion in his voice bringing me to advert my charcoal eyes from him, raising my right hand and linking my thumb around the strap of my backpack.
"You could say… never mind I'd sound crazy if I even told you." Turning my back to him I look at the bark of a tree feeling a tear sting my left eye as I began to wonder if I'll ever be able to get back home.
"Try me umm... I just realized you never gave me your name."
"Kira Lake"
"Miss Lake, please try and tell me. I've never seen you around here before yet you know my name and how it's written. I don't care if the story does seem too far-fetched."
Biting my bottom lip I turn back to look at him seeing the honesty in his eyes before looking down to the grass under my bare feet. "You are the main character in my favorite anime.." I say before quickly adding in. "I don't know how but after preparing myself to go swimming, I decided to sit down at my desk and watch an anime called Death Note. I fell asleep after around five hours of straight watching it. When I woke up was from you shaking me. I don't know how to get back home or if I ever will." Clenching my fists I feel myself begin to shake as I fight back tears. "I don't even know how I got here but I figure from your outfit and posture that you just found the Death Note."
"Well, I'm not sure if I believe you but your story does feel like it's true, even down to the point of you knew I found a notebook called death note." He tried to laugh giving me the strength to look up into his eyes. "Do you have a place to stay?" Shaking my head I feel a tear stream down my left cheek. "No, and I don't even know if this place will accept American cards. Or even if my parent's credit cards will even work since you know... I'm not from this... World." I decided to call it that since in anime the characters are of different worlds than real life. But if this isn't real then how can I feel the blades of grass beneath my feet? Biting my bottom lip again I try to move my mind around that question.
"Well, I can see if you can stay at my house until we figure things out." My eyes widen as I very nearly hug him. Yes, this is Light before the darkness even began to take hold of him. Just like in the anime. Only being able to nod, he turns and walks away expecting me to follow. When I didn't he stops and looks back at me with a smile. "Come on." Shifting my backpack so it was higher on my back I run up to him and walk alongside him. "Do you have any shoes in that bag of yours?" He asks realizing my feet were bare.
"No, usually I don't wear shoes unless it's one of the few times my parents take me out of the house. There are no stickers in our yard so I don't have to worry about walking in the grass on my way to our pool in the backyard."
"You sound as if you don't leave the house very often."
"No, my parents are very important beings so they hide me away for my own protection. I'm 17 and I have only been out of the house enough times to count on one and a half hands so I just sit around by myself usually."
"So your parents aren't home very much?"
"No, their duties keep them away a lot. I rarely ever see them."
"I see, well I think I have an idea of what to tell my parents for you to be able to stay with us, for a few days at least. But I'm sure it will be enough time for us to figure out where you can stay until you can find out how to get home."
"Thank you, Light." I look down at the warm cement beneath my feet. Pulling my over shirt closed I button it so it just barely covers my stomach and breasts, already feeling restricted with just a few buttons being fastened. Following him through the yard gate and up to the door to his house, I feel my heart beginning to hammer in my chest once again from nerves. He looks down to me giving me a reassuring smile before walking in and slipping off his shoes just inside the door.
"Mom, I'm home!" He calls out and I see the older stature of his mom, again looking as she does in the anime.
"Welcome home Light... Oh my, who's this?" She asks looking past him and at me. Obviously, my appearance and clothes would be considered abnormal to her. This thought brings the heat back to my cheeks as I look away from her.
"Mom this is my friend Kira she just transferred here with the approval of her parents but she hasn't found a place to stay yet. So instead of letting her stay in a hotel by herself, I thought maybe… She could stay with us until she finds an apartment." Light's words flowed freely unrestricted by the partial lie he was spinning, causing me to look at him with admiration. As I usually did when I'd watched the way he spun his words to get people to do what he wanted them to do.
"Well… I'm sure that will be alright. Do you have any clothes with you darling? Or are they at the hotel?"
Seeing Light look at me I look back to his mom giving her as much of a smile as I could. "Actually, I sort of thought I'd accumulate a new wardrobe while I'm in Japan, so I would fit in better, but the problem is. The money on my visas hasn't been converted yet." I decided to try a line from a fanfiction story I had read once from the anime of Yu-gi-oh!
"I see, well I'm sure we can figure something out to help you until then. So don't worry sweetie."
"Thank you Mrs. Yagami you are quite kind."
"We'll be up in my room mom, I'm going to try and catch her up on the lessons for school." Light says as he walks to the stairs, following him I pause when he does. "Could you make us some tea?" He asks her over his shoulder before ascending the stairs and leading me into his room. My eyes widen as I go to his bed and lay down. "Your room looks exactly like it does in the anime." I mumble as I stretch before unbuttoning my shirt with a relieved sigh, hearing him set at his desk and turning the TV on. In my head I imagine him reading through the rules of the death note as he debates about whether or not to try it out to see if it was actually indeed real. Sitting up my hair flowing into my face as I watch him.
"So depending upon the person you have in mind you can kill them easily or painfully, this is pretty detailed even for a prank I give them that." He spoke more to himself. Slipping off my backpack I set it on my lap with my arms wrapped around it watching the wheels turn in his head before he finally opens the notebook again with his pencil at the page. He pauses as if debating about whether or not to actually try it until the news pops on. "The same assailant that attacked six people in a busy shopping district in Shinjuku yesterday, has struck again taking eight people hostage at this daycare center. His captives include both children and teachers. The police have now identified this suspect as forty-two-year-old Kurou Otoharada currently unemployed we expect negotiations to begin immediately." I found myself mouthing the words as the newscaster said them, watching Light as he writes Kurou's name down. Seeing him glance at the clock then set back in his chair with his arms crossed as he watches the TV. I feel a smile tug at the corners of my lips, this part of the episode replaying in my mind. He was thinking about how the book says a heart attack in forty seconds and wanting to see if it actually will work. Pulling my book bag over my right shoulder I stand and walk over to him to stand behind him. Seeing the screen with the same newsreels. Watching Light reach for the remote I reach out and lightly touch his hand. He glances at me and I just point to the Tv. As if to say. Just watch. He looks back to the screen his eyes widening as the hostages begin running out unharmed, the news anchor getting all excited before saying. "The suspect has been found dead inside!" And that he had just suddenly collapsed. Actually smiling now Light looks at me with disbelief.
"You… knew.." He spoke with short pauses, I just nod before walking back to his bed and laying down with my bag sitting next to me.
"I told you, this is my favorite anime. I watch it nearly every day over the others. I know what's going to happen and how it's going to happen scene by scene." I close my eyes even though I still feel him watching me. His eyes raking over my form causes my cheeks to flare once again. Yes, a girl he just met laying pretty much half-naked on his bed would be enough to catch the attention of most seventeen-year-old boys but it still feels... Well pretty embarrassing. Light was of course by far my favorite anime character with both his looks and brains. I guess I could say my ideal man I always imagined would be Light. But Kakashi from the anime Naruto comes in a pretty close second.
"Light! It's already 6:30 you know, don't you have cram school tonight?" His mom hollers up from the stairs catching Light's attention. Setting up I look at him as I see him debating about going or not the wheels turning in his head full of questions which I could only guess was about the death note and myself.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine here." I tell him standing and walking over to him. Picking up the Death note I hand it to him with a smile knowing that if I didn't take this chance to touch it I would never get to see fully what was about to happen. He just seems to stare into my eyes causing my stomach to flutter about from butterflies. "I'll still be here when you get back." I encourage him to bring a smile to his face as he takes the book and puts it back into his bag.
"Make yourself at home then." He says as he walks from his room leaving me alone. Sighing I shake my head before sitting in his chair watching the news. Yes, I know everything about this anime but nothing really about what happens between scenes. Placing my left elbow on the desk I rest my chin in the palm of my hand biting at my bottom lip. Should I just set back and watch it all play out? Or should I try to help him keep from making the mistakes he does in the anime? Should I try to help him with my own? With the last question running through my mind I look across the room to his bed where my bag still sits knowing the death note made with my own energy at the cost of a good chunk of my own life rests safely out of sight. Before I knew it, it was already dark. Looking back to the TV I pick up the remote and turn it off. This is my first time being away from my parents outside of the home, and the first time from being so close to a boy. A lot of firsts were about to come my way I could feel it. "Kira, supper's ready, will you please come down and join us?" His mom calls for me, bringing me from my thoughts. Standing I button my shirt back the way I had when I first got here and grab my bag from Light's bed. Walking down the stairs with it over my right shoulder I follow the same path I had seen Light take so many times to the dining room area. My cheeks flush as I see his father and little sister already sitting at the table. From their not-so-surprised expressions, I assume Mrs. Yagami had already spoken to them about me. "It's good you felt you could join us, Kira." Mrs. Yagami says with a smile. "Don't be shy, sit." She motions to the same chair Light had sat in during one of the episodes. Giving her a courteous nod I walk over to it and set placing my bag down on the floor next to me. "That's certainly a ratty old bag. Why don't you get yourself a new one?" Sayu asks as she leans over in her chair looking at my bag.
"It was actually my mom's growing up. Since it was important enough for her to carry around until she had me then I guess it makes me feel closer to her." I say looking down at the plate in front of me then at the silverware, grateful they weren't going to be using chopsticks.
"I see, so you're homesick then?" Sayu pries some more which I knew she was just genuinely curious.
"Sayu Hunny, don't bombard her with a thousand questions." Mrs. Yagami says.
"It's alright Mrs. Yagami. She is just curious I would be as well if the situations were reversed." I tell her giving her a smile before glancing at Light's dad. He seems to be listening while trying to act disinterested. "And yes Sayu you could say I'm a bit homesick but really... Coming here doesn't really seem all that different to me. Back home I was lucky to see my parents even once a week." I tell her feeling the lonely pit in my heart begin to ache. It was true, when it comes to actually knowing my parents I knew nothing about them. I only knew what I picked up when they were actually home.
"So your parents are always busy with work?" Sayu asks and I try to give her a smile.
"They are very important people in their jobs. They also travel a lot so I stayed home usually at least until I asked them if I could travel here to Japan to study."
"Wow, and they let you?"
"Of course. Knowing that I may be able to achieve a semblance of a normal teenage girl life they were all for it. Besides I don't think they really care much about what happens to me." Looking down I couldn't quite understand why I was admitting such secrets to them, but as I feel a tear loosen itself from my left eye and roll down my cheek dampening my skin. I close my eyes knowing the reason. They were a family, the kind I've always wanted.
"I'm sure they care." I hear Light's father say just bringing a shake from my head.
"I'm seventeen and I've only celebrated my birthday with them about five times. They don't even call to wish me a happy birthday or call just to check up on me and see how I'm doing. The only words I hear from them are when they can get away from work to come home for a night. So usually I just sit in that huge house by myself with no one to talk to." Standing as I feel myself about to lose control, my hair flowing freely over my eyes to hide the tears. "If a parent loves their child they would at least say I love you. Rather than act like the child is an inconvenience." I tell him before picking up my bag then walking out of the room and up to Light's bedroom. Where I lay on his bed cuddling with my bookbag and listening to the rain as tears stream heavily from my left eye, my right as always glistening up but no tears accumulate.