Authoress Note: ^o^ All right folks, since you seemed to like the extra chapters so much I'll add one every now and then. Now, I've recently been informed that I should create a sequel of The Life Script, but I'm not too keen on it. I'm not sure where it would go. So…anybody have any ideas to offer or any support for a sequel, I would much appreciate some comment support. Thanks so much.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. Death Note belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takashi Obata.
Disclaimer 2: The idea of the Life Script belongs to me. Please do not steal. Thank you. Any Original characters, Keegan Phelps (no relation to Michael Phelps) and others, belong to me. Thanks.
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It had been a while since Keegan had ever thought she would go to this place, but it was the least she could do. It would be one more step in making sure that both she and Ryuk were happy with the results. If anything, Keegan had never ever thought to be doing this, especially with Ryuk.
Just being here made her skin crawl, even if Ryuk, or 'Roy', was with her. So, standing behind him as the police officer led them to the appropriate phone booth, Ryuk sat down and picked up the receiver. He waited patiently until a young man in an orange jumpsuit came out and sat down into the chair.
Ryuk, sat there with his eyes burning with such hatred and his teeth grit together. Joe of course looked very tired and gruff from his time in prison. The officer was standing next to Keegan.
When Joe looked up to grab the receiver his hand froze in mid-air and he was staring face to face with the monster that was hanging around Keegan all the time now.
"Pick it up, jackass." Ryuk hissed.
His hand didn't move and Joe certainly didn't want to say anything or speak at all. Ryuk slammed his fist against the counter and snarled. "Pick up that fuckin' phone or I'll come in there and make your life hell!" He snarled.
The cop stepped forward to reprimand Ryuk, but Keegan held him back. "It's okay. He's just overprotective. Remember, this is the ex-boyfriend that was trying to kill me." She assured.
The cop settled back into place, and Joe gradually picked up the receiver.
"…You…you come to take me to hell then?"
"Pfft! I wish!" Ryuk growled. "You have no idea what I wanna do to you right now. You know how hard it was for me to come here."
Joe's face contorted into a scowl. "How could she pick YOU over me? Have you looked in a mirror lately pal?"
Ryuk looked down at his Harley Davidson jacket and grinned. "Actually, yeah. I have." He chuckled darkly. "Lately I've been liking myself a lot." For a shinigami, that wasn't normal. Oh well.
Joe gripped the phone tightly. "You ruined my life, you know that-"
"Well, judging by my special powers, you've only got so much longer to live." Ryuk sighed, nonchalantly looking down at his spindly fingers and cracking his knuckles.
"No shit! If I stay in here any longer I'll get shanked!"
"Or raped in the ass…" Ryuk muttered.
"What?" Joe said suddenly, alarmed.
"Oh. Nothing." Ryuk grinned suddenly. "I was just saying something in Japanese." He lied.
"No, the part about getting raped…what?" Joe asked him again.
"Now, you're sounding crazy." Ryuk chuckled. "You'd best stop that Joe before they keep you locked up for the rest of your life. My idea is, by the time you're 80, we'll be long gone and you'll never remember my face again. Of course…I'm pretty hard to forget."
"Don't call me by my name! I don't even KNOW you. How the hell did some fucked up monster like you get with my girl!?"
"…Great minds think alike Joseph." Ryuk whispered. "You just remember, I you EVER break out of prison again and you come after Keegan, I'll be the first person you run into and the only thing you'll remember is getting run down by my bike…" He hissed into the receiver. "So it's over pal. Get it through you're fuckin' head or I'll come back here and make sure you understand. Clearly."
Before Joe could say anything, Keegan was on the receiver then. Her hair let down and curly this time. Her hand clutched the receiver and she sneered. "When I said it's over, I mean it. Now, feel it and if you try to kill TJ ever again, I'll make sure that he DOES send you to hell." Her hand slammed the receiver down and she stood up to go over to Ryuk leaning up against the wall.
Joe stood blathering inaudibly behind the glass window before Ryuk put an arm around Keegan and left with her.
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"So, what do you wanna do now?" Ryuk yelled over the motor of the bike.
"Not sure, maybe we could hang out in Cincinnati for a bit!" Keegan responded, watching the traffic carefully.
"Nah. Not into the big city thing right now. Hey! Hey! How about another movie?" Ryuk asked, awfully keen on that idea again.
"No Ryuk, we're not seeing a movie so you can try to make out with me again in the theatre, it's just not-MMF!" Keegan screamed as Ryuk leaned down in order to shut her up with another kiss.
After Ryuk broke away, Keegan elbowed him in the gut. "You ass!" She snarled.
He was cackling wildly as they zoomed through the streets. "Wouldn't ya know it Keegan? Maybe there is something we can do. Did you find out if there were any apple orchards nearby?"
Keegan frowned up at him. "After that feat? You think I'm gonna lead you to a frickin' orchard just like that?"
"Well…you should be getting used to this stuff by now. I mean we ARE in a relationship. Plus, I'm not going back to the shinigami realm anytime soon…or even at all for that matter." Ryuk stopped at a stoplight and reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out and apple. He chomped on it hungrily before he finished it and he threw the core to the side.
"Ew, Ryuk. Don't litter. That's unsanitary and the world wouldn't like that." Keegan grimaced in disgust.
"Ain't got time to pick it up. So let's just figure out what we're doing today." Ryuk grinned, he revved the engine on the bike and they were off again. They rode around town for a while before Ryuk caught sight of something he hadn't noticed before.
A carnival. "Hey!" He said, stopping the bike at the end of a street that overlooked a large mall parking lot. "Look." He pointed out.
Keegan had been too focused on Ryuk's traffic skills to pay attention to anything else. "Huh? What?"
"What's that?" He asked.
Keegan peered over the handles of the bike and stared down at the parking lot below. "Oh. That. It's a carnival. You've never been to a carnival?"
Ryuk shrugged. "Not really. There were a couple back when I used to be around Light, but I never went to one. So, no."
Keegan's gaze didn't leave the giant Ferris wheel nor did her nose ignore the scent of funnel cake wafting up from below. "Hmm…If I promise to take you there, will you behave?" She asked him.
He slapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled Keegan closer to him. "Maybe…"
"Get off. NOW."
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Ryuk had never really had a rush of excitement in quite a while. The sights and sounds had Ryuk alert at every corner, and having Keegan with her arm linked through his wasn't too bad either. He was grinning from ear to ear like a kid in a candy store.
"Enjoying yourself?" Keegan asked him, as they stopped at the end of a funnel cake line.
"Hey! Hey! Is that a contest?" Ryuk asked, pointed over to what looked like several large picnic tables on a stage.
"Yeah, pie eating contests." Keegan said, watching as the line moved forward and they loomed closer and closer to sweet delicious funnel cake.
"…Apple Pie, contest." Ryuk whispered in her ear. Keegan's attention was drawn over towards the contest area and she did in fact see on the sign. First contest: 'Apple Pies'.
"Oh no." Keegan said. "No way! You ARE not! You are-Hey wait…' That gave Keegan an idea. "Actually…yeah. Why not?"
Ryuk's attention was drawn away from the pie area before it was on Keegan again. Her face had that conniving little grin on it and he couldn't help but worry. "Keegan, what are you doing?"
"You enter that contest Ryuk, you're gonna win and you won't eat apples for a week, because of so much apple pie. You're going to not have 'crack' cravings for a while." Her green eyes had gone dark with mischief and Ryuk twitched.
"You're…joking right?"
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He couldn't believe this, how in the world Keegan had tricked him into this he would never know. Maybe it was because of something that had pissed her off only moments before.
"Hey, Keegan." Came a voice from behind them.
It was some guy from one of her classes at school. Frat boys. Oh no. Dean Thompson.
"Oh…Dean." Keegan said, somewhat awkwardly. She had forgotten to mention to Ryuk that there were a few boys that did have some kind of crush on Keegan in her college classes.
"What's goin' on?"
"She's here with her boyfriend bub." Ryuk growled at him, his arm tightened around Keegan.
"Boyfriend? Hey, last I heard she wasn't available after what happened with Joe." Dean scoffed.
"Yeah, well she's been seein' other people." Ryuk defended.
"Other people? Meaning, a punk like you?"
'Okay, that does it.' Keegan thought angrily. "Yeah, actually…I have."
"Really huh? Well…how about ditchin' this guy and hangin' out with me for a bit. I'm entering the pie contest soon."
Keegan's frown turned even grimmer at this though and she pulled Ryuk closer to her suddenly. "Nah. I'll stay where I am thanks."
"So are you seriously her boyfriend or is this just a ploy to get me the hell out of here?" Dean asked, skeptical.
Ryuk gave a chilling scowl at this boy and suddenly found Keegan's face inches from his.
"Keegan…what-"
"Come here…"Then it was there. Ryuk's arms locked by his sides and he couldn't help but grin through the kiss as the other boy shook his head in disgust and walked away.
Keegan pulled away and quickly wiped her mouth on her sleeve. "Now, enter the contest and make him look like shit for messing with you."
Ryuk was numb for several seconds before he nipped her ear suddenly. "I've got him covered, Keegan." He grinned. "But this is only because you'll owe me later."
"Keep, dreaming. One time deal only."
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So now here Ryuk was, sitting at a picnic table next to that ass face with a fork and knife in hand. Then again, Ryuk didn't really need these to eat apple pie.
Dean was a sleazy looking guy and he looked a little snarky for his own taste. Football player. Ryuk judged by his muscles. "You ready to puke your guts out?"
"I don't have any." Ryuk grinned. "I'm a bottomless pit."
"Sure you are."
"Contestants ready!"
Ryuk put his knife and fork down as the first pie was put in front of him. "Set!"
"Go!"
The pie eating looked practically savage from where Keegan was standing. Dean was chowing down like a bulldog and Ryuk, seemed to be the only one that actually was eating more civilized than Keegan had seen him.
His pie was gone before anyone's and he was presented with his second pie. By the time everyone else was calming down or having had enough of pie, Ryuk was setting a straight record and some of the others just had to stop eating and watch as Ryuk chowed down his 32nd pie in a row.
"He's a frickin' machine!" Dean exclaimed. "What the hell! Why aren't you sick yet?"
"I told you…" Ryuk said, mouth full of crumbs. "I'm a bottomless pit."
"Bottomless pit my foot." Keegan laughed from the crowd.
When time was called, the pies were counted up, and even the judges couldn't believe that Ryuk had managed to eat all of those apple pies at once. There wasn't anything really possible for Ryuk to have used any drugs to have eaten all of those pies.
In the end, he was declared the winner and presented with a pie trophy. And a record entitled: 'Roy's Wracking Record': 50-pies in a row.'
As Ryuk stepped down from the stage and leapt towards Keegan with the trophy in hand.
"Hey! I won!"
"I can see that. I knew you would." Keegan chuckled.
"Hey! Hey! Man, I gotta know you're secret!" Dean huffed, looking quite ill from watching Ryuk eating all those pies.
"You…you gotta tell me."
Ryuk only grinned, his arm around Keegan and responded-
"I just love apples."
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Authoress Note: And now you know, that yes, Shiigamis can win pie eating contests. ^o^