Rating: T for something or other...

Summary: Godfather Death, Death Note style. Misa has the most interesting godfather of them all: Death himself!

Spoilers: Uhhhhh...Mello appears, and he's got the job he's got in the Death Note series. (If it can even be considered a job.) But that's...sort of...it...Yeah...

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note (Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata do) and most of these fairy tales belong to Hans Christian Anderson or the Brothers Grimm. Aka, not me.

Warning: Childish and stupid humor, LxLight, and plenty of OOCness. Oh, also, I don't really know what a godfather is supposed to do, so forgive me if I make a mistake somehow, please. T-T

A/N: First off, I am completely aware that I changed the beginning. The 'town leader' is God in the story and the 'mafia leader' is the devil. But I'm fairly religious, so I didn't want to cast a Death Note character as God. Little improvisation there. Please deal with it.

Secondly, I give thanks to Moonlight-is-Innocence for giving me the link to this story. I read it, and loved it. Had to write it. So thanks!! You get an imaginary virtual cookie!

And...And...I think that's all I have to say...

Once upon a conveniently placed plot-line...

There was a poor man who had twelve children, and he had to take care of all of them. (No wonder he's poor.) So when he had a thirteenth kid (Does he have no self control?), he ran around to find a godfather for the child.

The first person he ran into was the leader of the land, Mikami Teru. Mikami stopped the man, and said, "I feel bad that you have so many kids and no enough money to take care of them. I'll be your kid's godfather!"

The man paused. "Who are you?"

"I'm Mikami, the leader of the land," answered Mikami.

But the man simply waved him off. "I won't let you be my child's godfather. You let the rich live in wealth and let the poor starve. You're not worthy."

And so, the man left a very dejected Mikami in the street and continued on to find a godfather for his baby girl.

The next person he found was Mello, the top man in the underground mafia league of the town. Mello popped out from the dark ally and said, "Let ME be your kid's godfather! I'm Mello, mafia leader dude."

The man blinked. "Why should I let you by my kid's godfather?"

Mello hesitated, thinking. (There aren't that many reasons to hand your child over to Mello.) "Because I'm awesome, and have great hair?"

The man shook his head. "No, you lead people into a life of crime. That's not good."

And so, Mello retreated back into the ally he had appeared from, secretly wearing a smirk on his face. Exactly as planned. (Meanwhile, off screen, Light yelled, "HEY! That's MY catchphrase!)

The man continued on, until he spotted a strange figure up ahead dressed in a long black cloak with a hood that covered all of his head and his face.

"Hey!" the man called out, stopping the strange figure in his tracks. (Wow, I'm getting horribly vague.) "Who are you?"

"I'm Death," the figure answered.

The man's face instantly lit up. "Perfect! You can be my child's godfather!"

Death seemed to blink, confused. "What?"

The man immediately gave his explanation. "Everyone is equal in death! You don't make any difference between good and bad people! You're perfect for the job!"

Death hesitated, before agreeing. "Alright, fine. I will make your child be rich and famous, because I'm Death so I can get away with anything."

And so, a week later, Death became the godfather of the man's baby girl. The girl was named Misa, and she was raised well.

When Misa was old enough to get a job, her godfather, Death, came to talk to her and give her some advice. He lead her out to the edge of the woods and showed her a small clump of a very special herb.

"Now, Misa-san..." started Death. "You are going to become a very famous physician..."

"But Misa-Misa wants to be a model!" the girl protested sadly.

"Well...Then Misa-san can model in your spare time. It is far more important for her to become a physician. Now, whenever you go visit a sick person, I will be there too. If I stand by the person's head, then you can say that you will be able to heal them. Then you have to give them some of this herb here and they will heal."

"Wow! It's like magic!" Misa exclaimed, plucking a piece of the herb and examining it before popping it into her mouth.

"Yes, magic, sure," Death replied before flicking at her head. "Don't eat the herb. It's for healing."

Misa sniffled a bit, before asking, "So what if you aren't standing by their head?"

"Well, if I'm standing by their feet, then Misa-san has to say that there is nothing on Earth that can keep them alive, and they will belong to me, Death."

Misa frowned. "That's so sad."

Death simply shrugged. "It's far better than wasting medicine on those that can't be saved so that you don't have it for those that can be healed."

Misa nodded agreeing.

"But don't use the healing herb against my will. Or there will be a price to pay," Death warned, before sending her off.

And so, Misa became the world's greatest physician. (A scary thought to all of us readers.) The rumor went about that she only need to look at someone to know if they would be okay or if they were doomed to death. People came form all over the world, bringing her their ill friends and family for her to see.

But one day, the king of the land (King Soichiro, not Mikami. Mikami is the leader, not the king) became very, very sick. Misa was immediately called to see him, and she went happily.

But her cheer immediately dissipated when she saw Death standing at the king's feet. 'Oh no!' she thought sadly. The king is going to die! But...Maybe I can save him. Since Death is my godfather, maybe he'll let me get away with it just this once...

She decided it was worth a shot, and moved the king around so that Death was instead standing at his head. Then she gave the king some of the herb, and he recovered.

Later, when Misa had left the room, Death confronted her, the anger radiating off him like the delicious scent of fresh pancakes. Except Death's anger was not made of deliciously tasty win like pancakes are. Death's anger was made of hate and...Well, death.

"Misa-san has betrayed me. For that, she will pay," Death threatened, his magical scythe of extreme awesomeness appearing in his hands.

"Oh, can't you forgive Misa-Misa just this one time?" Misa pleaded, giving the most adorable puppy-dog eyes she could muster.

Death sighed, and dismissed his scythe. "Very well. I will let Misa-san get away with it just this once. But she had better not attempt to steal any more people who belong to Death."

Misa nodded quickly, then let out a sigh of relief.

But not much more than a week later, the King's handsome daughter–No, wait, son. The King's handsome son fell horribly and terribly ill. The King was frantic, since his son was his only child, and he cried so much that his eyes nearly fell out. (Nearly. Not really. Don't get your hopes up.)

In his panic and worry, he declared that anyone who could save him could take his hand in marriage.

Misa decided to take a stab at it, and went to visit the king's son. But upon entering the room, she saw that Death was standing at the prince's feet. But Misa was so mesmerized by Prince Light's insanely sexy beauty (who can blame her), that she tossed all caution to the wind and flipped Light around so Death was standing at his head.

But Death was furious, and immediately dragged her off to the side for one serious scolding. He brought her to a dark room where thousands upon thousands upon thousands of candles burned brightly, some tall and some short. Candles were constantly going out and being lit, so it had an effect similar to a strobe light in a room where the lights were still on.

"What are all the candles for?" Misa asked.

"They're other people's lives. When the candle burns out, they die," Death answered.

Misa gasped, then clapped her hands in excitement. "Can I blow one out? Can I blow one out?"

Death shrugged. "I suppose. Only one, though."

Misa squealed with joy, then dashed around. She picked out a particularly tall candle, and just blew it out with a single blow.

"Who did I kill?" she asked out of curiosity.

Death picked up a nearby clipboard and flipped through the pages for an answer. "Some kid named Naruto. He had a long time to live."

Misa snickered. "Too bad for him."

"You are an evil, evil girl, Misa-san," Death lectured.

"Can I see my candle?" she inquired.

"Certainly."

He lead her down the many rows of candles, then pointed to a small stump of a candle. "That one is Misa-san's candle. Her time is almost up."

"Oh no!" Misa exclaimed. She turned to her godfather with a pleading look. "Will you give me a new one?"

"Well..." Death said, drawing out the word for suspense. "I cannot replace a candle until it has burned out..."

"Then use the short candle to light a tall one, so that one will burn out but I'll still live!" she suggested brightly.

"I suppose..." So Death went and retrieved a new candle from his large cabinet of new candles and brought it over to the desk. He lifted Misa's candle off the table, and was about to light a new one, but then he drew the flame away from the new candle.

Misa watched in confusion as Death put two fingers to his lips and whistled loudly. Moments later, the infamous plot fairy that we all know and love, Mello, appeared.

"You called?"

Death nodded, and held out the candle. "Ice for this burn, Mello?"

The fairy smirked. "Of course." An ice cube appeared from nowhere and fell on the candle, extinguishing it.

Misa's eyes widened, but then closed as she fell over backwards and died. Mello cackled evilly before vanishing, and Death walked up the stairs and back to the real world.

He stood in the room of the prince, Light, and sighed. He tossed his hood back in an extremely hot and dramatic way to reveal ebony hair and black eyes with dark bags underneath.

"Well, that takes care of that," L declared, his lips twitching upwards in a tiny smile.

But he jumped at the sound of a voice behind him asking, "Who are you?"

L turned around and stared at the now awake prince, who was staring at him with a curious expression. "I'm Death," answered L.

"Well, are you the one who healed me?" Light continued.

L hesitated before replying. "In an indirect sort of way, I guess."

Light grinned, then leapt out of bed and tackle-hugged L to the ground. "Marry me!"

L smiled as well. "Of course!"

And so, Light and L got married and ruled their kingdom together. They put Mello in charge of the candles so L could spend all of his time with his beloved husband. And there were no more wars between their kingdom and any other kingdoms. (Because no one wants to attack the kingdom ruled by Death.)

And they all lived happily ever after. (Well, the living people did.)

A/N: For those of you who knew who Death was before he removed his hood, give yourselves a pat on the back. (Though, it was a little obvious, since L kept referring to Misa as 'Misa-san').

Oh, and I apologize to all Naruto fans. He was the first one who came to mind. (Mini-disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.)

I like this one. But I think it's just because I got to make L be Death. XD