I really screwed this story up. It's so unorganized.

I haven't been into Death Note for three years, and now it's coming back.

Looking over my stories and profile makes me want to bang my head against a wall. Got a little too excited with stories and barely planned the ones I started. I apologize.

Since I'm back into it, I shall update. If anyone wants a different story updated, please PM me.

As for this story, some things will be different. No, I'm not rewriting it. It will be good to fix a problem if it's already started. Some are with plot – there wasn't a lot of it so you won't notice it. "Dark" might change. "Some time later" from last chapter is one day.

LightXL will also be included. I'm quite partial to that now. I actually believed them to be versatile.

Light is quite OOC, isn't he? That might fluctuate with IC.

Italics – Light's thoughts

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.

Chapter 7: Attitude

Thursday, December 3, 2003

Light's POV

I can't help but smile as I walk to school. This has been the best week of my life for a very long time. Not only have they been leaving me alone, but L has just outsmarted Kira.

Kira began a while ago. People online gave that name to the organization that's been on the run lately. The Kira Group or The "Killer" Group has been blossoming for a few weeks. As if the world wasn't rotten enough, they just go and wreak havoc around Japan.

And it attracted the world's greatest detective – L.

Grinning, I walked through the front entrance. Oh how I wish to be done with this already and go to To-Oh.

L caught my eye from how he or she handles things. Taking on specific cases that require a ten person death limit is an example. I personally am not fond of that. But if I think about it, the police would be out of work if L took every case given to him or her.

Or is L the name of another organization? – Albeit secretive. There's not a lot of information about it, no matter how much research I do.

Sauntering into class, I take a seat and daydream about meeting L.

I am NOT a fanboy. L just has my deep respect for being able to solve multiple crimes.

And even multiple in a day.

No way can one person do that. Especially internationally. Must be a collection of linguists in separate departments and divisions and subdivisions working together. Probably wearing trench coats and fedoras-

"Yagami-san?"

Snapping my head around, I notice the teacher staring at me. He glared. "I would appreciate it if you would not daydream in my class. If you don't care, then leave. Unless you can solve these problems, then pay attention."

What? I raised an eyebrow and got up. Walking to the front, I take the chalk from his hand and write. I give him a kick in the ass by explaining what I'm doing to the class.

I place the chalk in his hand, grab my things, and walk out the door.

…

I walked outside and sat on a bench. Putting my face in my hand and that hand on my knee, I thought about the Kira case.

No doubt Dad's working on it.

Kira seemed to start around the same time as they stopped bothering me. I don't believe in coincidences. They must be with the TKG. I'm not sure how big it is, but it must be around the size of a school by now – person wise. That's too many…

And what's with that stalker? No doubt he's a Kira supporter. Hope he's not involved with them. I'm in for more hell if he is.

Thinking about this is making me self-conscious. I keep looking around for that man or the group.

Sighing, I stand up and walk to my next class as the bell rang. I won't get in trouble. They love me here.

…

On second thought.

I frowned deeply as I listen to the principal scold me for leaving. Leaving probably wasn't the best option, but arguing would have been worse.

Daydreaming through his barking, I nod every once in a while. I avoid hitting my face on the way out.

…

"Tadaima!" I call as I take my shoes off.

"Onii-chan!"

"Hey Sayu." I walk upstairs and hear her mention a chip war.

Heh. Sure. Later.

Closing my door, I turn on the news. Fifty-six killings. My eyes widened. This is bad. It keeps increasing…

I frowned. As much as I want to give insight on the case, I can't reveal that I know them. I need to keep it a secret.

Plus, I'll be a suspect.

But I would still like to be a part of the investigation team. Maybe an internship?

I need a nap. This is too much stress.

…

"GAH!" Jumping out of bed, I wonder why there are bags all over me.

"Come on, Light!" Sayu snickered. "You're beautiful enough."

"I'm glad you agree." I grab the chips and head downstairs with her.

She opened her bags quickly and started throwing them at me. She would eat one, munch, and then crush twenty in her hand to throw at me.

I scowled and opened mine. I like these fights with my sister. It's how we bond.

"Hey sis," I slowly take a potato chip and eat it while jerking my head. "It's raining."

She looked confused until I sprinkled chips from my other hand onto her head.

"Aah!" She frantically tried to wipe them off. "You tricked me!"

"You got amazed by my chip eating abilities. They sparkle when I bite."

"Yeah, it's your personal glitter product."

I opened my mouth but the door opening interrupting me from telling her that it's the glitter in my mouth that makes people want me.

Mom walked in and Sayu and I hurriedly cleaned everything up.

"Hey kids," she said. "I just bought some fresh fruit." She placed a basked full of apples and bananas on the counter.

"Sweet," Sayu said as she grabbed an apple and chomped away.

Snorting, I take a banana. We are going to spoil our dinner.

I lightly bonk Sayu on the head for giggling at me.

…

Friday, December 4, 2003

I'm dreading school more than ever. I'm practically dragging my feet. High school is all about rep. I'm not much into that, but it can get annoying when you're the target of everyone's conversations. Can't wait to see what happens today.

Walking in, I already hear murmuring. Whispers fly by my ears as I pass.

"Did you hear what Light did?

"Yeah, what happened?"

"Is that a "too cool for school" trend he's doing?"

"I don't know…."

Great.

I don't want to go to claaaasssss. I don't want to go to claaaaaaaassssss.

I sing this in my head as I walk into the room. Ignoring the stares, I took a window seat.

New favorite spot.

Making sure to daydream looking at the board, I rest my head on my knuckles.

"Well, I'm happy that you're focusing today, Yagami-san," the teacher said, annoyed.

Don't smirk.

The lesson turned out to be fine. I remained unscathed.

The bell rang and I quickly tried to leave.

"Damn kid thinks he's a know-it-all," the teacher muttered. I never bothered to know his name. He kept grumbling under his breath.

Tch. Guess he's still new. This is his first year here, after all.

Or is he still mad that I effortlessly solved the problems? I shrugged. I solved both his requests. Better than neither.

When did I become so apathetic?

…

This is scaring me. This isn't like me at all.

I always compose myself with the utmost dignity and attitude that would befit a king. Always smiling and greeting everyone politely, friendly to everyone and helping others. Even when I don't want to, I still do my best and it satisfies everyone's expectations.

I never…had no emotion whatsoever.

Going upstairs after greeting my mother and Sayu, I shut my door and lay down on my bed.

I need to pull myself together. Hell, I've been left alone for over two and a half weeks. I should be full of emotion.

Is the stress from over the years catching up to me? What a time for it to happen. The time where I'm free to do whatever I want.

I can now relax and have fun freely…yet my composure decided to take a break and switch gears.

It'll probably go away once these issues are solved. I got to beware Stalker-san and keep an eye out for any news regarding TKG.

And L. I need to keep an eye on the L group.

I grinned. If dad's working on it, he's most likely working with L. Maybe…

Nah. Doubt it. I frowned. As much as I want to meet L, Dad wouldn't want me involved in a high prestigious case.

I sighed. I need sleep.

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