Summary: Before he could snap the Death Stick in two and leave the Resurrection Stone behind, Harry finds himself in a precarious situation- employed as Deaths' Servant. It doesn't help when Ryuk drops the Death Note into the Human Realm and Harry is sent to deal with the trouble caused by the Shinigamis' boredom.
Pairing: Most-likely LxHarry
Warnings: Profanity, Alternate Universe, Cussing, Maiming, Death, Spirits, possible snarkyness along with possible yaoi.
I don't own DN or Harry Potter- so there!
P.S.: Before anyone asks about why Beyond believed exactly what Harry said so soon after meeting him, there are two reasons why Beyond didn't ask for evidence- Point one is that Beyond would've been able to spot any signs of lying in Harry's body language (and since Beyond didn't immediately run off it's easy to say that Beyond could tell Harry was telling the truth), Point two is actually rather odd…Beyond has simply assumed that the dead cannot lie and thus doesn't figure he needs actual proof… this point will make an appearance in this chapter. Oh, and the murder mentioned in this chapter also occurred.
Anyways on a happier note, here's the chapter you've all been waiting for!
Deaths' Servant
Written By: -Ciel Leon-
Chapter 3- Confrontation
"Harry, what time is it?"
The young Master of Death blinked before looking up at the starry sky that lay spread-eagle across the sky, he easily went through the process of gauging the time and when he told the twelve year-old that it was eight o'clock, Beyond jumped to his feet and bolted in the direction of the orphanage leaving a bemused Harry Potter behind him.
Beyond and Harry had been meeting up in St. Cross Park for a month and two weeks now, and spent most of the time talking about various subjects. At first the conversations had centered mainly on the Wizarding World and its government (both of which Harry had absolutely no problem talking about since he was dead and Beyond wouldn't have been able to enter Diagon Alley in the first place). Then when the topic of the Wizarding World became stale, both boys had begun to talk about their opinions on world theories as well as most recent news.
This time, they had spent the day debating on the most-likely way for the world to end as well as the recent murder of a Mrs. Michelle Comeau who had lived in Norwich but had been murdered at the age of twenty-nine.
They had been speaking about the recent article on the murder but had lost track of time.
That is what led to Beyond taking of towards the orphanage at a sprint.
The twelve year-old was forty-five minutes late for dinner after –all and it didn't help that L was supposed to be arriving at the orphanage tonight.
L Lawliet was a man of slight stature, which belied the strength he possessed, and his disheveled appearance- one which consisted of a hunched back, a tangled mess of black hair, dark shadows under the eyes, worn jeans and white tee-shirt –did nothing to have other people desire his presence.
In fact, many a stranger who saw the young man on the street during the rare times he ventured into the outside world thought he was a teen using drugs- not the highly-intelligent, insomniac World Renown detective known simply as L.
L could honestly say he was quite proud to have deceived these people so well- only to relize moments later that the people surrounding him were not even observant enough to see the man hidden beneath the odd exterior he was presented in.
L gave an internal sigh as he turned away from the case files spread across his bed and gazed at the door which had just opened to reveal a red faced Roger.
Blinking owlish obsidian orbs at the fuming elder man, L lifted his thumb to his lips and began to nibble at the skin there, waiting for Roger to speak.
An action which L calculated to occur in 12.52 seconds.
He was correct.
Roger stood stiffly in the door frame to the room within Whammy's House that L was currently occupying, his hands tightening into fists in his anger as Roger spoke for the first time since his appearance.
"L, Beyond has just returned to the orphanage. Watari wishes you to speak with the heir regarding the lateness of his return."
L frowned, regarding the orphanage head with a slightly irritated look.
"Why?"
"L, this is the second time Beyond has returned to the orphanage late, and he knows better than to break the standard curfew rule."
Returning his gaze to the file in front of him on the bed L monotonously asked why it was he that had to speak with Beyond.
"Beyond will not listen to me or Watari, L, if there is anyone he will listen to, it is you."
And so, not ten minutes later found L sitting in Rogers' office behind the man's desk with Beyond sitting in the 'visitor chair' across from him, both in the same crouched position that L favored, with the twelve year old, red eyed child scowling at him from across the desktop.
Giving an internal sigh for the second time that day, and feeling dread settle in the pit of his stomach, L began the 'interrogation' Watari had forced him into doing.
"Beyond, why have you chosen to disregard the curfew the House has instigated?"
Those red eyes seemed to mock him as the younger male replied.
"Because I have found something more interesting than lessons or books."
Beyond hid his amusement as he watched his former – leader? Mentor? Idol? – search his face for any hint of deceit.
"There is a 93.79 percent possibility that you are referring to another human Beyond."
"Human? No I'm not sure he's all that human anymore." B replied with a smirk twisting the features of his face, "would you like to meet him?"
L stared at Beyond from across the desk he sat behind warily.
Meet someone that Beyond was interacting with- from the looks of it- on a regular basis?
Unsure, L hesitated, attempting to think through every possible scenario before doing the rare equivalent to a mental shrug and an internal sigh before meeting Beyonds red gaze and nodding.
The grin Beyond sent him in return was slightly disturbing- even for a twelve year old- and made L briefly regret his agreement and this whole situation he found himself in before reluctantly standing and moving to follow Beyond.
He paused outside the door to the room he was currently inhabiting, glaring at the pair of sneakers he found there, only to stiffen as he felt child-like fingers pinch the sleeve of his white tee-shirt and tug slightly.
"You won't need those."
L turned to Beyond frowning again but following obediently behind Beyond as the twelve year old made his way out of the orphanage and down the road.
It was only about ten minutes later before L realized they were heading towards St. Cross Park.
Harry stirred slightly as he heard the noise of voices heading in his direction.
Grumbling slightly, the young servant of Death rolled onto his side attempting to get some more sleep before he was expected to return to Sandals Royal Bahamian Spa Resort and put up with Deaths annoying tales of barley clad- or in some cases nude- women and or men the god had spotted on the beach that day.
The deity was such a pervert that it made Harry nearly sick sometimes.
Harry gave an almost inaudible snarl as the voices slowly became more audible.
"Beyond- no one- here."
"Oh, he's here- you –can't see him-right-."
Growling at his interrupted nap time, Harry jerked up into a sitting position underneath his and Beyonds favorite tree and proceeded to chuck a nearby rock at the disturbers of his rest.
"Ouch."
"Now, now Harry, that isn't the way you treat guests is it?"
"Beyond there's no one there."
Harry snorted slightly before commenting.
"Oh, I've done worse to those who have awoken me from my beauty sleep, your guest is luck he didn't get punched in the gut."
"Whatever Harry, now play nice and show yourself to the Great Detective of the World."
Blinking, Harry gazed up at the twelve year old in annoyance, scanning the boys face for anny sign that the kid was joking.
"You're kidding me right Beyond?"
"Harry I don't 'kid'."
"Damn."
Sighing, Harry stood and stretched slightly before willing himself visible.
He sent an annoyed look at Beyond as he felt a tentative prodding at his side and turned his face to glare at the man staring at him with wide calculating eyes.
The man spoke to himself almost silently but both Harry and Beyond heard the mans uttered words.
"That isn't physically possible…"
Beyond smirked as he watched L move to poke Harry in the side again before the detectives hand was slapped away by an annoyed Harry Potter.
"If you try and poke me again, I swear to god that I will turn you into a frog! Physically possible or not!"
