Challenge: Genderswap. The challenge was to change the sex of a major character, and trust me, unless it was a challenge...
Author: subdivided
Disclamer: DEATH NOTE isn't mine
Notes: I wrote three for this one. The first and third are my only ever attempts at exactly-100-word drabbles.
Why Her?
"Good night, Raito!" Misa left with the slight sway to her hips that meant she knew he was watching. All things considered, it was patently unfair.
"Why should she have it so easy?" Raito asked no one in particular. "Why does her shinigami take sides?" He turned to his own morbidly grinning god of death, for the first time regretting that Ryuk was only an observer, never an ally.
"Why couldn't you have been female?" It was a rhetorical question.
Because Ryuk's smile couldn't get any wider, bug eyes glowed. "What makes Raito so sure I'm not?" she purred.
Film Noir
"I first met Light three weeks ago last Wednesday. Her old man introduced us: showing his daughter the "less savory" parts of the family business, he said. He didn't look too happy about it, but then I expect that. Those straight-laced Policeman types are all the same; they think just 'cuz us PIs aren't handcuffed to a Proper Procedures manual, we got no morals. I for one got a strong sense of Justice. I could tell right away that Light was different from her old man. She acted the same, though.
"What can I say? I'm a simple kind of guy, I do what I want and I don't let no one tell me no different. Light, she was real society-oriented, the sort of gal who'd put leftover chocolate cake in the fridge and it'd still be there a week later. All restraint, no heart. But man, I tell ya, she was a brain. Not too bad-looking, either - a shame those smarts, that pretty face, had to come with a real killer disposition."
Masked
Watching Misa leave was like watching a celebrity wedding, all trailing lace and adoring hangers-on. Light had a headache.
"It's not fair," she said to Ryuk. She pouted for him, prettily; the expression was familiar but so unlike the Light he knew that Ryuk couldn't place it at first. "Why couldn't you have fallen for me? I'm much cuter than Misa. No, don't answer." Her mouth turned downwards and her eyes vicious all in an instant, playfulness erased with the ruthless efficiency of a slammed door.
Ryuk wondered, fascinated, whether the sweet face was the only side of her other people ever saw.
