(edited 02/03/2021)
June 26th, 2000.
Misa stared at the damned numbers above her father's head.
The numbers looked quite high, but Misa had learned to somewhat understand them and knew that the lifespan wasn't nearly as long as one would assume. She offered to move, but her parents refused with a laugh, thinking their daughter was kidding.
Misa's parents killer never was given a name, so finding him in a mass of petty thieves was impossible - if the man even had a record yet.
"Misa, honey are you feeling alright? You don't have a fever do you?" Misa giggled as her mother put a hand over her forehead. "No mom, just lost in thoughts." The Amane family had decided to take advantage of the nice temperature to go out for brunch in their favorite restaurant.
"How is Nami doing dear? I haven't seen her in awhile," with her mother and Nami's being old college friends came the disadvantage of never being able to hide anything. She'd be ready to bet her mom and Mrs. Matsuo had secret meetings to discuss their daughters lives.
"- and then his wife came all the way into the room in the middle of the meeting just so she could scold him about forgetting his tie! What a day that man must have had," her father's wild hand gestures served as to grab her attention she was sure. Sly man.
Misa would never be able to express just how much her parents meant to her. She never could blame canon!Misa for going mad with grief to the point of being a Kira fanatic after their death. "Hey, guys?" She interrupted one of her mother's own funny work stories just as it begun. "You know I love you right?"
There was a second of silence, the piece of bacon her father was about to stuff in his mouth falling back into his plate.
"Honey?" Her mother's brow furrowed, the exact same way hers did. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, of course I just-" Would rain hell upon this earth before following her other's self footsteps and throw herself off a roof if anything happened to them? "Wanted to make sure..." her voice was quiet now, trailing uncertainly.
(Misa was dangerous, but also terribly weak because she would not survive the grief of losing her parents)
(she knew that for certain)
"Oh baby," her mother's voice wavered. "We love you too, my little miracle." A wet kiss was dropped to her forehead by her father, her mother squeezing her hand underneath the table.
"You're so smart, sometimes we forget you're still just a kid!" her father's laugh was warm, a blanket around her shoulders on cold nights.
"Things would be so much easier if I could just kill him..."
Light Yagami, the man who wanted to be a God and yet was so much more dangerous than one. Powerful and volatile never made a good combination. She couldn't, and not because she didn't think she could get away with it.
Growing up, she'd come to realize the world needed a Kira. With the crime rate already skyscraper high in Japan, more than in any other country. The worst part? It was only increasing, the police tried their best but the number of murders and thefts and rapes didn't stop their ascension.
Light Yagami was Kira. The only one that actually worked as Kira. The others were either failed copies or wrong for the role.
"Do all human girls talk about killing someone so easily?" Misa's heart jumped to her throat. She turned her head to the side as she ever so slowly sat upon her bed instead of laying on her back.
Her gaze met that of a small doll-like being who looked like it had been poorly sewn out of blue and white fabric, he(she/it?) had only one yellow eye.
Gelus, her mind supplied remembering the Shinigami who had saved Misa's life from her stalker and destined murderer, sacrificing his life in order to do so. Now that didn't sit well with her, somebody she didn't know losing his life instead of hers was...strange.
(how could you love someone so much without knowing them?)
"Hello, I am known as Gelus. What about you?" The stitches that made his mouth twitched upwards a little.
"Misa, my name's Amane Misa. It's nice to meet you Gelus...do you care for honorifics?" She carefully got off the bed as to kneel on the ground and offer the small creature who had once saved the life of a woman that was her. "Call me Gelus and I'll call you Misa."
He(?) was really adorable.
"Is there any reason why a young girl such as yourself would talk about death so casually?"
"I don't think I'm supposed to see you," she replied after thinking the question over. "Either way, you would be surprised at what passes in the mind of a girl. What about you Gelus? Is there any reason why you are here?"
With me, a mortal.
"Call it curiosity, but I heard of a human girl who somehow obtained the Shinigami eyes without making the deal and the fact that you can see me proves that the rumor is true." It was...unexpected, for her to feel so calm with this thing that clearly anything but human.
Other than his weird shape, Gelus' stitches looked strained. As if containing a greater being than the doll-like appearance she was seeing.
"You humans fear death. What is death to you Misa Amane?" She crossed her legs as to be more comfortable, licking dry lips. "Death is...fair. Not quite a friend, but close."
(perhaps she is the one not to be fair, not to want to let death take her parents despite them rightfully belonging to it)
(they all belong to death in the end, but this is her parents, hers)
The small Shinigami looked confused, despite his face not shifting.
A cackle suddenly erupted, "You're a funny human!"
"Glad to be entertaining, what about you? What do you think about death?" Misa really did wonder, death Gods were a thing clearly, but did they know more about the dark abyss that was death more than she did? Most probably.
"Shinigami do not fear death," he gave a small shrug which made her crack a smile. "I guess that death is an ending. We Shinigami live for a very long time, we get bored easily after years and years of loneliness. Death doesn't sound so bad."
"I'm sorry, that must be awful." To forget how to be human, goosebumps grew on the naked expanse of her arms.
"Isn't there a way to make the Shinigami realm more interesting? Surely that would help you lot with the whole immortality thing," he seemed quite amused. "The realm is long dead, nothing can live there. Some tried in the past, most have given up hope and seek entertainment from your world."
"Do you know you're the second human to ever have those eyes without giving half of your lifespan?" Yes, yes she did.
"Did you ever meet the first human?" Gelus shook his head, "I didn't, although I heard quite a bit about him, a serial killer if I remember correctly. Haven't been caught yet actually, smart boy. They say he was born with the eyes."
"Why is that? Was one of his parents a Shinigami or did one give him the eyes?" She asked with genuine curiosity.
"You could at least pretend to be surprised." Gelus' laugh was dry, the whistling of the wind sharp against her very human ears. "Shinigami can't procreate, but I don't know about your second theory. Could be possible."
"Mh. I'd like to meet him," she admitted, knowing she probably would not get the chance. Beyond Birthday was a highly dangerous, if interesting individual. Like L, like Light. Self preservation kept her away, but it didn't kill her curiosity. "You really are a strange human Misa."
"Honey! The food is ready!" her mother called from downstairs, the sound of cutlery hitting the dinner table. "Coming!" Gelus looked, weirdly enough, disappointed at that.
Plump lips quirked upwards, "Mom's making some fried rice, I can bring you some after if you want."
"I do not require sustenance," the doll-like being informed and she blinked, didn't Ryuk always eat apples? "Then do you enjoy it?"
"I have never tried anything other than what we have in the realm, it's disgusting." The blonde nodded, gathering her waist-length hair into a ponytail. "I'll bring you some once I'm done downstairs, if you're staying that is."
Supper was a lively affair like it always was in the Amane household, with Misa bringing a small plate to her room quietly. Her parents were too busy sucking faces as they watched some movie to notice.
Misa Amane was many things, friends with a Shinigami was now apparently one of them.