So this is actually my second attemp at a deathnote story. First one was a bust, i just didnt really care for it. This one though, I actually really like. Hopefully, you readers do as well! Ill tell you know, their might be a mix of timeline wise and it wont follow the story line of Deathnote perfectally, because if it did... And i dont like that. Also LOOKING FOR A BETA! hit me up if you are interested! Keeping that in mind, yes there will be errors, GET OVER IT. Now if any of you have read my other story(unexpected) Youll know I have a killer teacup chihauhau named Peaches and will kill you with cuteness if you dont review! Hope you actually read this and enjoy the story!

P.S. also let me know if the spacing was better. Cause i cant really read it when its all clumped together. But if it doesnt matter then ill leave it.

~Honey Beeze.

Disclaimer: I dont own Death note or Inuyasha.

Then Kagome died for the second time in her life. Not too many people can say that.

But maybe we should start with the first time. It was during the last battle.

The battle where Naraku was finally slain. Kagome glanced at Sesshomaru, swallowing the knot in her throat before bracing herself. In a instant, pain flooded through her before things became black. It was quite interesting.

And when she came back, her friends stood above her, Sango's eyes puffy and pink, Miroku oddly silent, even Kikyo had concern radiating from her. Kagome smiled before feeling the soft presence of the Shikon Jewel inside her once again.

It was a odd feeling, the feeling that you don't belong. Well physically anyways. She wanted to stay, she needed too. But yet as her body slowly faded away, she knew she didn't belong. She smiled through the tears as she watched her friends stare in disbelief.

She gave a weak wave, even to Sesshomaru that stood isolated from the group. Then again blackness.

When she woke up, her body ached as she laid at the bottom of the well. Dirt laid on her skin and hair as she stiffly stood, brushing some away. She rubbed her eyes, straightening her back. But it escaped finally, a tear, then a sob. She didn't want to leave. It was so painful. But she knew better, she knew she was done.

Fate was so cruel in that way. Air filled her lungs, the familiar smells the of well house rushing back. She climbed up and out, crossing quickly to her house.

"Kagome?" Her mothers sweet voice called out from the kitchen. Her head poked out, widening at the sight of Kagome.

Her uniform was in shreds, a rather large hole in her top from the sword that struck her thanks to Sesshomaru.

She subconsciously rubbed the now pinkened scar as she smiled to her mom. Blood stained her skin and clothing as well as mud and soot.

"I'm home,"

She was lucky. If it wasn't for an extreme amount of dedication and hard work, she would have failed school.

Kagome would have never passed all her classes and even be excepted to a college if it wasn't for her dedication.

But she needed something to distract her anyways. If she didn't, memories would creep into her mind and emotions would over come her to the point of depression.

She was quite lucky to even get into a college let alone a good one. But for some reason, fate allowed her to be accepted at To-oh university, even with a scholarship.

Her mother sat in the living room as Kagome walked down the stairs with a large box in her hands. Kagome smiled as her mother took the box from her and loaded it into their car.

"We'll miss you dear, it seems like we just got you back," Her mother sighed a hand cupping her cheeks, her worry lines folding into her forehead.

Kagome laughed, it really was a year since the well closed. Yuka crossed her arms, her hip tilted to the side, her blue jeans hanging at her thin waist.

Her short brown hair came to her chin as her bangs reached towards her dark blue eyes. Her face was narrow and thin lips were set in a smile as Kagome walked up towards her.

Things had change over that year, even to the point that Yuka and Kagome were accepted to the same college. Yuka grinned and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Come on Kagome, I want to get there soon," Yuka groaned, her head poking out of the window.

Kagome nodded and hugged her family goodbye. She glanced at the shrine before telling Yuka she would be back soon.

Yuka sighed and shook her head, but agreed to wait. Kagome sprinted to the well. It was cooler in the shrine as she shut the door, a shiver ran down her spine.

She walked to the well edge and rubbed her hands over it. She sighed and smiled. It still was painful to think about. But yet she knew she could live.

"I'm going to college now, guys. So this is goodbye," She whispered. Yuka called out to Kagome again.

"Coming!" She yelled, sprinting away from the shrine and her past.

The apartment was cramped. It was a creamy yellow coloring on the outside, close to the college and fairly cheap.

Both girls got their own basic white rooms but shared a bathroom with a tiny kitchen that was connected to the living room.

The walls were a off white with blue-white carpets in all the rooms except the bathroom and kitchen.

Kagome wiped her forehead as she carried the last box inside, noting Yuka had already set up the kitchen and was making ramen.

The smell filled the room, causing memories to over come her. But it wasn't a bad thing. For once it was ok. Not great, but ok.

Maybe moving away was the best thing she has ever done. She smiled at the thought, causing Yuka to throw her a glare.

"What are you thinking?"

"The past," she said with a smile. She had told Yuka the truth, causing their friendship to fully blossom their last year in high school.

It took Kagome a while to convince her, but after a lot of reasoning, she finally got through. Yuka rolled her eyes but also smiled. She shooed her to her room to unpack.

"You better get ready, classes are Monday," Kagome nodded but went for her small blue wallet.

"I'm going to get some food for our fridge and a job," At that Kagome left the apartment, jogging down the stair to head to a store.

As she expected the store was only a few blocks away. What she didn't expect was to run face first into the broad chest of a stranger.

The air rushed out of her chest as she fell backwards onto the cold sidewalk.

"Ouch," She groaned, lightly rubbing her nose. A hand stuck out into her view, she glanced up to see a man.

He towered over her with his soft brown hair sliding around his face, his lips curled in a smile but didn't reach his dark brown eyes.

His nose was straight and slightly long, his face oval shaped. She felt blood pump into her face as she stared at him. His face seemed to soften as she looked up.

Her heart fluttered at his gaze, reminding her of a hated feeling of sweet embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I should have looked where I was going," She grasped his hand as he lifted her upwards with ease.

She was surprisingly light, her hand smooth to the touch. He really didn't mean to run into her but he was extremely distracted with the camera's in his room.

He stared at the young women he ran into. She was young, his age probably. She was wearing no make up, here eyelashes long and dark, making her eyes wide and the light brown iris stand out. Her heart shaped face was creamy and smooth with high cheek bones.

Her lips with soft and curled in a smile, a contagious smile that he even smiled to.

"Kagome?" He inquired, his eyes widening. She grinned and jumped at him.

"Light, its been ages!" She said rubbing her neck in discomfort when she pulled away. She didn't expect to run into someone on the way back.

She glanced down at her outfit, noting with distastes. Her sweat pants were a navy blue as her sweat shirt was black with bold white letters the universities name.

Her raven black hair was tied in a loose bun and was slowly coming undone.

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I'm starting To-oh soon. Yeah I got accepted," She grinned proudly as he still tried to get over the fact she ran into her.

They had known each other as children until he hit junior high, where they faded. Then she started to get sick and never be able to go out.

" That's where Im going as well,"

"Well, that's good. I'll have someone else I'll know when I start," He smiled before hugging her again. There was an akward pause as they pulled away.

"I'm glad to see you again, Kagome." Kagome nodded and grabbed her fallen bag before jogging back to her apartment.

Light watched her as she left with curiosity. Kagome glanced over her shoulder at Light, a shiver running down her spine.

She didn't know if it was because of the look he gave her or because of the absence of his aura.

Or maybe it was the presence of the familiar Shinigami, with lemon colored eyes that stood laughing behind him. After a safe distance, she finally spoke up.

"Guuku," She whispered, glancing slightly over at the appearing Shinigami. He only stood there, before stepping forward.

"Miko, it seems the old man wants me to watch you," She smiled sadly before looking at the building she lived in.

"So why does he want you here?"

"You know I cant tell you anything,"

"Of course you cant,"

He swore the shinigami behind him could hear his own heart thundering in his chest. She was back. Back in his life. He wouldn't make the same mistake he made in the past.

When he was growing as adolescence and didn't understand what was happening. How Kagome changed from a child to a young women in front of him.

Light couldn't believe how fate dropped her in his lap, just like the death note. He couldn't believe his luck.