After yet another boring extra lesson, I was walking home when Ryuk started talking to me.

"Light, you got a second?"

"What do you want?" I muttered.

"First of all, I don't have anything against you. I actually think the notebook couldn't've been picked up by a better person."

Because I'm not the original Light and you never met him.

"I'm here 'cause I have to stick around 'till the Death Note is finished. Or, I see you die. Whichever comes first. But, make no mistake, Light. I'm not on your side or L's side."

"I know."

"You'll never hear me say anything about whether what you're doing is right or wrong. I'm not here to support you or give you my opinion. I'm just a spectator. But as your roommate, I might have a few things to say now and then."

"My stalker is bugging you, huh?" I responded dully, recognizing this speech.

"Oh, you already know? I only brought it up because personally, it's starting to creep me out."

I decided to ignore him and continued walking toward the alley I found Kuro in earlier. The puppy was curled up and shivering, but I had stopped by a convenience store on the way and picked up a blanket and some things I figured a dog could eat. Crouching down beside the box, I shushed the whining dog and started to dig in my bag.

"Alright, as promised, here's some food." I told the puppy, setting down the meat.

The thing must've been starving since he devoured it while I was getting out the blanket. I put it in the box and Kuro sniffed at it, but didn't reject it. Then, I picked up the dog to cuddle him to my chest again.

"Sorry you had to start out life like this. I'll see what I can do. Hopefully it won't take me too long." I set the puppy back in the box and more or less tucked him between the folded blanket. "Now, I have to go home. I hope this helps. Be good, Kuro." With one last gentle pat on the head, I reluctantly stood up to leave the dog.

I turned just in time to see someone step back behind a wall the way I had come. Obviously it was my FBI stalker. I decided to ignore him and Ryuk's complaining as I turned to leave the alley from the other end. After that, I went straight home and closed my curtains as soon as I got to my room. As I looked out the window at the guy lurking outside my house, Ryuk decided to bring it up.

"Light, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. What makes a shinigami and a human who has a Death Note different? Well, there are two things. And why do shinigami have to write the names of humans in their Death Notes? You got any ideas?"

"So their lifespan doesn't run out. But it doesn't work like that for humans."

"Are you sure you've never met a shinigami before?" He asked suspiciously.

"Nope." I waved a hand. "Anyway, the second difference is the eyes, and I don't need them. I'm not going to kill my stalker."

"How do you know this stuff?"

"I don't disclose that information to things trying to con me out of half my lifespan." I stated, turning back to my desk and more or less ending the conversation as the shinigami quieted down.