Hey guys! It's me Tono here! Comments are the bomb digety so tell me what you think. Also I don't own death note, never have, but you knew that so I won't be saying it again. Lol I've had people get mad at me for not saying that, like readers no the website, and I find this place is called FAN FICTION. So it's pretty much implied that I'll never own anything I post on here. That is all.
"Aren't you a little bit interested in Kira?"
"You always bring up Kira… oh I get it, he's got a death note too."
"Well I mean duh. So how do you plan to get to Japan?"
"Japan? I guess… I'll have to kill someone?"
"Wait, just that easy?"
"Well yeah. I mean I've always wanted to go but flight travel is seriously expensive."
"You serious? Who are you going to kill?"
"I was wait listed in my school to be an exchange student in Japan. I'll just kill the kid in front of me and then they'll have to let me go!"
"That's kind of fucked up."
"Yeah well so is your face."
Kidd stood up and walked over to the death note, something he never bothered to hide? Humans always have trouble hiding their death notes but this one doesn't seem to care if anyone sees it? Then I realized his desk connects to his huge bookshelf. Kidd also has a costume rack by his bed, which is nearly full… of women's costumes? Seriously who did I give my notebook to? The fact I'm telling you all of this is that his room itself can be a hiding place. It's so full of weird crap and posters anyone who came in here would think of it as part of the display, part of an anime.
"You know Kidd most people try to hide their death notes. That isn't a problem for you since your room is so weird?"
"That and… honestly if I hid it I would forget where."
"ARE YOU SERIOSUS!?"
"Yeah! I donate nearly 90% of my memory to what really matters, anime! The rest of it goes to school, people, and whatever else I might need. Mostly it's been school because I wanted to go to Japan."
"I can't tell if you're interesting of just different? Like short bus different."
"That reminds me! We have short cake in the fridge!"
Kidd ran out of his room and down the stairs. Is cake really the only thing he got out of what I said? He came back up with a second piece. Oh, wow that's actually pretty nice. I was thinking f just killing him and dropping my death note somewhere else but he brought me cake. I feel a tingling sensation in my armpits, which is if I had any. This feeling must be our friendship growing.
"Okay this piece is for you and this piece is for me. My mom made it and it's pretty good. Do you want a fork?"
"No that's fine. Thank you so much!"
"Anytime!"
I was about to reach down and take my piece when Kidd snatched the strawberry off the top and ate it himself.
"Kidd what the hell!?"
"What? You have the cake?"
"The strawberry is the best part!"
"So Shinigami love strawberries."
"… Apples too."
Kidd reached under his bed and pulled out a bag. Then he held up the most perfect juicy apple in all of creation.
"Lucky for you humans do too."
I munched away on my cake and apples when Kidd pulled out the death note.
"So who will you kill this time?"
"Well Kenta is the guy in front of me, so if I kill him I can go. Here's the thing, Kenta is Japanese and I can't kill one of my own."
"Kidd you've found the loving version of racism. You're American, maybe even European but you are not Asian at all."
"I'm Japanese where it counts, in here."
Kidd pointed to his heart and I just stared at him.
"You have issues."
"And you don't understand love."
"I love human snack food and anime girls?"
"Well in Japan there are lots of ads with half naked anime girls as well as porn related manga."
"JUST KILL SOMEONE! I DON'T CARE WHO! MAKE IT KENTA IF YOU MUST! JUST KILL SOMEONE NOW! LET'S GET TO JAPAN!"
"Alright, Alright. I guess I can kill Rose Thatcher."
"Wait, but don't you have a crush on her? I mean it was so obvious today at school?"
"If I love her then that would make her a weakness. If I'm going up against Kira then I'll have to be smarter and stronger than him. Besides she thinks Vocaloid is an anime, that's something I can never forgive. And killing her will have other benefits. I can have her bring as much money as she can in her wallet and have her leave it in my desk before she dies by getting hit by a school bus."
"Are you even human?"
"I told you, I'm an otaku."
Kidd wrote the name with no real expression on his face. It was kind of sad. Isn't this what all humans want? Kidd isn't very popular so the fact that someone would even look his way was heart warming. With my eyes I could see not only her name and life span but what's inside her human heart. It isn't a physical thing, just something Shinigami can sense. If we have any care left for these humans we'll kill them when it's most welcome, if not it's all pretty random stuff.
Kidd Lelliet can take me to Ryuk and take me to Kira. He gives me apples and cake and hurts my feeling sometimes but as a Shinigami I didn't think I had many feelings left. Should I thank Kidd Lelliet for what he's done for me? He's killed on my recommendation for me. He's going to Japan for me. He's giving up his heart for me. All a Shinigami can do is take from humans, never give.
I touched his shoulder; he's still warm and breathing.
"What is it Key?"
"Nothing really."
He placed his hand on my own rotting one and pets it. I didn't know Shinigami could feel fear for anything other than their death. I flet afraid of what would happen when I would go to Japan, would meet Ryuk again. But above all I feared for this warmth and breathing. This boy, Kidd Lelliet, what has he done to me? I can see his life span and it's long, but not long enough for me. Why is that? What's happening? It's strange, but I feel as if it's happened before.
"It's alright, Key."
"Huh?"
"I'm a little scared too."
Kidd Lelliet, I think I might be gay for you.