Beyond Black And White
By Azure C
With L's successors dead, the world has fallen into an age where Kira is the absolute power. But as Light Yagami's days are numbered, he must search for someone worthy of inheriting his rule…
Page 3: Reason
"…I can't exactly kill people without him coming to find me…"
His bulging yellow eyes drifted aimlessly as he gazed through the window, looking at each and every person like an insect.
Tiny, diminutive insects wandering through life without a purpose.
Simply stumbling by, relying on what was most convenient to carry them along the path. And, just like normal insects, they died by the thousands.
He was their judge; the one who built the path for them to walk on. But inevitably that judge would one day disappear… and would have to be replaced by a new one.
"Light…how exactly do you plan on searching for this successor?" hissed Ryuk. "Just look at how many people there are in the world… you wouldn't know who has the most capable mind for handling the Death Note."
Indeed, that would pose the greatest challenge. Light Yagami had been thinking about this problem extensively… there weren't many choices, since he was running out of pawns fast. First he killed the ever so useless Kiyomi Takada; then afterwards that fool Misa Amane passed away, as a result of cutting her remaining lifespan in half twice. Even the former Japanese police unit that he worked with had retired; the only exception being the idiot Matsuda Tota, who was too old and dumb to be of any real use.
There was only one option. He would have to rely on Teru Mikami once more, the one-time holder of a Death Note, as an aid in choosing his successor. Light considered killing Mikami at times (like when his carelessness led Near to deduce that he himself was a Kira), but felt that he could on some occasions be a useful puppet. And now Teru had yet another purpose for the few years until his inevitable death; to find a worthy successor to the 'Kira' throne.
"Ryuk, we're going to get in contact with Mikami," Light declared. "I've got a idea…"
A brief silence was held in the room as the Shingami spoke his response.
"No."
Then Kenjiro turned around nonchalantly. "Hmph... I never expected this. A Shinigami is afraid… what kind of Shingami are you? If you would just tell me Kira's real name everything would be over with."
Girasu chortled. "To be honest, it isn't at all a matter of how convenient things could be just by telling you. Sooner or later I've got to settle things once and for all with this Shinigami named Ryuk… but I will not aid you for reasons only I need to know."
"So… you won't tell me who Kira is directly, that's fine then, I'll solve it for myself. It shouldn't be all that hard given the circumstances."
"Oh?" Girasu expressed with interest. "But Kira is a genius… I'm not sure you could stan—" He put his hand over his mouth, realizing that he was divulging far more information than he should have.
But Kenjiro merely shrugged it off. After all, the means he was thinking of for hunting down 'God' weren't exactly analytical. "I don't care about that, Girasu. What I do want to know is how you plan to exact vengeance on Ryuk, if by the chance that I happen to identify Kira."
"Again, this is simply for my own purposes. I will take care of the Shinigami once his human is dead' which is also part of the reason why I needed a partner of my own. You see, I'm not exactly on good terms with the head honcho in the demon plane—so, umm… I can't exactly kill people without him coming to find me. That's why I needed a human to kill Kira."
"So in a way, I'm just a tool for you to get to Ryuk," Kenjiro shook his head disapprovingly. "This Ryuk… how has he wronged you in the past?"
"Boy, you really are full of one-hundred questions, aren't you?" Girasu replied. "Well, if you must know, that trickster Ryuk tricked the head of the Shinigami plane a couple of years back, and now they're pinning the blame on me for stealing one of his Death Notes, dropping it into the human world, and causing all this commotion. I can't go back now right now—because I would probably get punished by the big man himself."
Kenjiro nodded, surprisingly attentive to the story. Now this Shingami'smotives made a lot more sense… he was merely a vigilante of sorts, searching of the true perpetrator of a crime while at the same time attempting to prove his own innocence. His causes are noble, Kenjiro thought. But they won't become a reality unless I remove Kira out of the picture—permanently.
He lay in bed with the Death Note in arms, thinking about if he had the guts to carry out a certain plan. It was, to him, the most open course of action… but also the one that would involve the most sacrifices along the way. His motive, of course, was to avenge his father… but was it really worth it if he had to resort to the Death Note? Surely his brother Keiji or his mother wouldn't approve if they knew.
Hours passed, as he contemplated this. The night soon came, and Girasu had fallen asleep for the time being. A snot bubble deflated and inflated from his piggish nose as he snored with a fist in his cheek.
To kill a God… you must lure him out first…
Kenjiro turned off his lamp considering this, then fell asleep…