What You're Sorry For

It continues, this time with a shinigami!! Yays! xD This is dedicated to my friend, Bubbles, who calls himself Spyder, who calls himself a shinigami. I have no idea what his shinigami name is (probably Spyder, but that's stupid xD), so I took the latin word for Bubble and the latin word for Spider and mixed them together. I got Bullaranea! ^^ (It kinda reminds me of Bella from Twilight. xD) Once again, if anyone doesn't like it just because things don't make sense, just remember that THIS IS MY FANFICTION, SO I CAN TYPE WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT. Enjoy! ^^

Yeah, I know this chapter's short. Oh wells... xD

This story's from Bullaranea's PoV.

MattXSayu

Death Note belongs to Ohba and Obata.

I've been watching her ever since she was a little girl. Sayu Yagami. She struggles with math. She loves to eat sweets. I've always thought of her as one that I have to watch over, which is why my close shinigami aquaintances shun me. However, I cannot help it. Her soul was pure, and I feel like a human father whenever I watch over.
When her brother aquired the Death Note from that slacking Ryuk, I felt extremely cautious, knowing that Sayu was in extreme danger. However, I did not interfere. Even though Light Yagami slowly lost his sanity with the powers of the Death Note, as long as his family wasn't a threat, he wouldn't dare harm Sayu.
When Sayu went into her traumatic state, I knew that the longer she stayed like this, the more likely this would cause her death, and her lifespan was ticking.
Then, she saw that man, Mail Jeevas. I do not understand how, but Sayu went after him. I watched them from afar, in the Netherworld, keeping an eye on my daughter-like human. I slowly began to realize that Sayu was falling for this man without realizing. Which is why my heart (if I had one) broke when I knew that Mail's lifespan was coming to an end. I didn't want Sayu to go back into her traumatic event, so I did the one thing that we, shinigamis, should never do. I identified the humans that would deliver the killing shots to the boy. The more that I wrote into my Death Note, the higher the boy's lifespan went. I even noticed that Sayu's lifespan went up a bit. It made me happy, but also sad because I wouldn't be able to watch over Sayu anymore. As I slowly began to turn into something humans would identify as ashes and dust, I decided that since I'm going to be a pile of nothing soon anyways (like I wasn't before), I decided to give my final words to Sayu.
That is why I was in the human world.
"Sayu..." I called to her. She froze for a moment. Then, she turned around to face me. Horror then appear on her eyes as she screamed. Figures; I didn't mind, though. "Sayu..." I repeated. "It's okay. I will not harm you." I gave her a minute to calm down. "There is a device down the road that you can use to call for help."
"W-what are you?" Sayu stuttered, still looking at me in shock.
"I am a shinigami," I replied. "... well, a shunned one, at that."
"Shinigami...?" she repeated.
"Here..." I held out my Death Note with my turn-to-dust hand. If I won't be around to see her the rest of her life, the least that I could leave behind is something she can protect herself with.
She read out aloud the words on the cover. "Death Note...?"
"You can kill anyone that harms you," I stated, "that way you'll never be in danger ever again." She stayed in thought for a few moments.
Sayu then said, "I can kill anyone...?"
"Yes," I replied.
After a minute, she also asked, "... Is this what Kira uses to kill people?" I was slightly shocked. She was more observant than I ever thought was.
I smiled, replying, "Yes."
"Then," she began, "... I appreciate your offer, but no thanks. Kira... almost ruined my life..." She gazed back at the boy for a moment. "I don't want to be like him." I nodded, approving her answer. As I was more than halfway turned into ashes, Sayu asked, "If you're a god of death, then you can see how long people live, right?"
"That is right," I answered.
"Then..." she began, "... can you tell me... if he is going to live?" I knew that she was talking about Mail Jeevas.
In my final breath, I replied, "He is going to be fine." Then, everything went...