"Watch it, punk!" an angry voice shouted, "Jesus fucking Christ!"
Akio watched the man who rudely run into him rush away.
Ryuk chuckled as Akio bent down to pick up his scattered papers. On lookers started moving again.
"You know you can kill him, Akio. All you need is a pen."
Akio stood up.
He whispered, "Ryuk, please!"
"Ok, ok… but Light would've killed him."
They began walking with the crowd until Akio turned right and into a men's restroom.
Ryuk followed.
Akio waited until Ryuk was in, then held the door shut.
"He wouldn't have… he never had the Eyes, right?"
Ryuk looked up in thought.
"Ah, you're right… but he would've had that girl catch his name for him."
Akio lit up.
"Ah-ha!"
He ripped out paper and a pencil from his shoulder bag.
"What girl?"
Ryuk looked down, upset that Akio was writing on normal lined paper.
"Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you."
You forget to tell me a lot of things, Akio thought.
"Amane Misa. Light's girlfriend."
Akio's eyes somewhat twitched. From what he heard about Light Yagami, he figured that Kira was not the type who paid much attention to love or affection. This messed his knowledge of Kira up.
"She had to of been just a tool, right? Someone to be his Eyes."
Ryuk shrugged.
"Well," the shinigami laughed, "His intentions with the girl were somewhat clear to me but they seemed close."
Akio pressed for more information with a look of plea.
Ryuk smirked. Akio... was jealous?
"Yes, but he didn't have any real feelings for her. He couldn't have."
Ryuk laughed in his raspy voice.
"I choose to let you think what you want." he managed to chuckle.
Suddenly, someone pushed on the bathroom door from the outside. Akio quickly got off of it and apologized to the person who emerged. After the man closed the stall door, Akio motioned for Ryuk to follow him out.
The subway's current population seemed to increase within the few minutes they were in the restroom. Men and women rushing and yelling on their cell phones. The homeless slumped against the walls of trash and filth. Two policmen walking and monitering the area.
Doing absolutely nothing... Akio noted in his mind.
If Kira was alive, justice's proud song would ring through the world every minute of every day.
Akio sighed as he walked up the stairs to exit the cramped subway. Ryuk flew eerily close behind him. Akio wondered if all of his planning and research would pay off in the end. He wondered if it would really work.
The sky was dark and and the city was twice as busy as the subway. The night life was always young and alive where Akio lived. He just prefered not take part in what he thought was nonsense. Ryuk, however, was so intrigued by Tokyo's neon lights and night clubs.
"Look what she's wearing, Akio... you won't see a shinigami wearing that."
Akio glanced to his side to where Ryuk was pointing and saw a rather young girl in brightly colored baby doll clothes. Tight skirt and stripes of every color. Akio couldn't hold his outbreak of laughter as he imagined Ryuk in the same get up. He coughed to cover it up and pretended to be clearing his throat.
Ryuk smiled; his blue lips curled and then, he too, also coughed, clearing the image of Akio in a tight skirt out of his head.
Akio noticed as he was on his way, how all of the men were draped over the women and how the women would cling onto them. He noticed their connected lips and the falseness. There was no emotion. Just sexual drives.
What a pain, he thought as he unlocked the apartments door and stepped inside.
Ryuk just went through the wall on the side, so Akio shut the door.
It always creeped Akio out when Ryuk did that. When Ryuk passed through solid walls like that, a sound similar to ghastly breathing was heard.
He trudged upstairs with Ryuk behind him. Akio glanced behind him in secret.
Ryuk was staring stupidly at his twisted feet, making walking motions in the air.
Will this really work?