I was a good child, my memories from my passed life served me well in my new life, I was well adjusted. Being a baby wan't fun, being a toddler was okay. I was happy when school started, it was something to do. In this life my mother is Japanese, my father is American. My new name reflected my mixed race, I quite liked it. Zetsumei, Cerin (see-ree-in)Kiyoshi, of course it's the Japanese part of my name that I'm called by at school. After all, I was only relearning. It was boring and quickly got me pegged as a genius. A very bored, sleepy genius.
It wasn't until high school that I realized just where I was.
When I did I quickly became internally hysterical.
Why?
I was in Death Note!
The anime I watched in my first life! I wanted to cry, I was okay being born a boy. I prefer being a boy than being a girl, menstruating was a pain in the… everywhere. I died doing what was right! What did I do wrong in my last life to be put here! Not only that but I was in class with that sociopath! How didn't notice until today was beyond me!
Thank Kami-sama I sat a few seats away from him. From the corner of my eye I could see him stare out the window and to my horror I realize what the day was. Oh Kami, it's that day. The day the freaking Death Note falls from the sky. Is there a reason I am only just now realizing what world I'm in? I mean I was only three points away from being in Yagami's spot as top student! I should have realized with the names of the people around me, the freaking school too! Just as my horror reached new heights, the bell rang for the end of the day and by the time I'm up, Yagami is gone. Panicked I elegantly speed walk as fast as I could outside but when I get there both Yagami and the Death Note are gone.
Oh Kami! That pretty-faced bastard is going to find me out! I think as I quickly make my way home. I may have been twenty when I died protecting my baby brother but I was only just seventeen in this life. I don't want to die! At least not by that psycho's hand, Shinigami? Book? Who the hell cares!
Unlocking the door, I kick off my shoes and quickly make my way to my room yelling out, "Hi mom, I got studying to do, I'll have a snack later, gotta hurry, later!" on my way passed the kitchen. Leaving my mother to look at me strangely.
Once in my room I shut and lock my door before leaning on it. My eyes sweep across the room before landing on my closet. I open it and take out my arts and crafts box, I take out my scissors, yarn, thumbtacks, tape, a pack of different colored pens, highlighters, and sticky notes. I dumped it all on my desk and set to work looking for all the criminals I can remember and writing them down in the order I remember them being in, dating the page when I am done. I then use an old notebook and write down any major events that I can remember. I look at my cork board and tack a picture of the first murder and tack it in the center.
Looking at it for a moment I realize what this looks like if seen by anyone else. I take a blue marker and place a question mark over the man's head. Quickly gathering my evidence and place it in the false bottom of my bed. When things start heating up, I think around the time L bates Kira, I'll start connecting things on my wall to make it look like I am trying to solve the Kira murders myself. I just hope L doesn't shove me on the same boat as Yagami. My curls can't go a day without treatment, unlike Yagami's lanky hair.
After all I don't want Misa trying to hang off me like a leech, I'm quite happy a straight asexual… gay? What the hell is someone attracted to guys but not sexually? Maybe… I don't know I died a virgin. Whatever, I should wait to put any plan into action. At least until Kira starts getting noticed.
In the meantime, I have dinner to attend.