Twin Hearts, Twin souls, One love

by Dark Angel of Wind.

Disclaimers: I do not own death note

Claimers: I do own Cassandra, Hillary, and Hikaru, Elanora and the ever flamboyant Dark Deluganda.

DA- yay! more reviews! which means more readers!

Dark- you notice that you also have more reviews for your other works as well right?

DA-well *twiddles thumbs* I'm still stuck on those

Dark-stuck how?! you wrote some of those in a notebook for when you got inspired for them for gods sake!

DA-well yea but...

Dark-yeeeeeeeeeesss?

DA-I lost it

Dark-......miss neat freak...miss poster woman for OCD...miss you touch or move my things I'll kill you-

DA-YEA YEA I KNOW ITS HUMILIATING AS WELL AS EMBARESSING! you see my family is moving in a few months and as our landlord is showing the place to potential buyers we have started cleaning and packing the things that we do not need at the moment

Dark-...so what happened to it?

DA- I don't know -_-'

Dark-....did you pack it?

DA-....I think one of the boxes ate it, ANYWAYS ON WITH THE FICSY!

"talking"

thinking

"shadowing"

'Singing'

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When Raito woke up the next morning he felt much better. he no longer was wearing the bandages on his head although it looked like he still had a patch covering the area above his eye, making his vision a little blurry in his right eye because of the shadow.

he smelled the familiar sent of coffee being brewed and stretched as he got out of bed and went over to the nook of the room that held a sink, a few cabinets, and a coffee maker and poured himself a cup of fresh coffee.

With coffee in hand he started over to the Victorian Dresser, and almost dropped the cup when he saw the damage done to the big mirror in the middle.

It was smashed right in the middle, and judging from the cracks and the little droplets of blood around the center....somebody punched it real hard...hard enough for the cracks to spread over every inch, even underneath the poor dark cherry wooden panelling.

he touched the glass fondly, grazing his fingertips along the spidery cracks and then felt angry. This was a gift from his sister, the only person in his family that didn't shun him...and it was broken! Immediately, he began to search for Dark's note.

he didn't have to search long though as right in front of him was Dark's usual elegant black penmanship.

Raito,

I first want to apologize for the Mirror, I was the one who had broken it in one of my incurable angry tantrums. I know how much you love that beautifully crafted Victorian dresser and bureau, and I know you had the mirror enlarged just for me and my vanity.
And for that I am still deeply touched and love you for it, but as I said I was insanely angry and in order to not harm the person who was infuriating me I instead took it out on that poor, beautiful mirror.

Which reminds me, stay away from L. it was him and his psychotic Shadow, Beyond Birthday (he goes by BB) who had hurt us both so. Do Not, I REPEAT! DO NOT talk to him, approach him, acknowledge him, even walk by him! he is a danger to you and all around him and I highly suggest going to the headmaster to make him change rooms or get the hell out of here!

As always, stay safe, eat well, and have a happy day full of fun.

Ever your watchful brother, Dark.

Raito sighed as he folded the letter and placed it in the drawer underneath where he kept all of Dark's letters.

Dammit Dark...you really are overprotective I swear, I don't need a babysitter or anything. and I'll talk to whomever I want...besides...L seemed very depressed yesterday, even if he didn't show it.

speaking of which, where is L? I assume he made the coffee, and its fresh so...

Raito put down his cup and got changed and searched around the room.

The roll of Futon that was L's bed was rolled up and put away, and the wrappers from random sweets were picked up.

He probably just left before me, I'd better get going too otherwise I won't have anything to eat before my first class

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Raito walked in the cafeteria and took note of the white marble pillars that were placed in last night, white and gold tapestries were dusted as they hung on the walls of grey, and the ceilings golden chandeliers were polished and gleamed as they lit up the big cafeteria. the Tables had on their best white table clothes and the chairs were re-cushioned with red coloration instead of the standard blue. the white arms of the chairs were polished as well and looked smooth to the touch.

must be preparations for Parents day this afternoon, place actually shows its credibility when its cleaned up a bit.

Raito cringed as he heard screaming from his table. but it wasn't from Mail snapping at somebody or Nate singing off tune in a loud voice...it sounded like..

"-IN ALL MY LIFE! I SWEAR I SHALL FIX THIS ATROCITY! OH MY BEAUTIFUL LOCKS OF AUBURN HIKARU YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS DEARLY!"

RAito looked at Cassandra in astonishment. she had her head down on her arms as she weeped on the table. her hair a Raven Black, with red and light blue streaks here and there. her straight hair looked a little course today, so she must have tried to fix it thoroughly this morning.

Miheal patted Cassandra on the back timidly.

"th-there there, I-I-I think it lo-ooks n-nice C-Cassie," he gave her a smile and a weak laugh.

she shook her head furiously, her arms now covering her head and her crying still loud.

"you don't understand Miheal! you with your beautiful dirty blonde hair. and Mail with his red brown, and Raito with his honey auburn, hell even Nate and his white curls AT LEAST ITS REAL!," she wailed.

Mail shook his head as he leaned back into his chair, going back and forth with the use of his foot and cig on the corner of his lips.

"I don't see what the big deal is, if its the teachers your worried about all ya need to tell them is that your Other did it while you were Switched-"

"THAT'S NOT THE PROBLEM YOU BUFFOON! DID YOU FORGET WHAT DAY IT IS TODAY!?"

she lifted her head to look at them all, her dark blue eyes red as a fresh flow of tears streamed down her face.

"OOH OOH I KNOW I KNOW! ITS PARENTS DAY!," Nate chirped as he waved his hands in the air, a big smile on his face as he waved around a big purple and brown splotched teddy bear.

"thats right...and It's the ONE DAY of the year where our relatives come in and MIGHT take us back home....I don't know about you guys..but I..We..miss our sister...Hillary especially...she actually told Us that she might actually emerge today at some point in the hopes of talking to her..and with this-this HAIR it will be even harder to convince them WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE THINKING?!"

Raito's face fell as the mention of family gave him a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He honestly didn't want to go back, but he did miss Sayu. her bubbly personality and peppy spirit always made him happy. and it was her rejection that had hurt him the most.

he snapped out of his inner thoughts to see a shaking Miheal hugging Cassandra tightly and a sympathetic Mail ruffling Nate's hair as he teared up to, hiding his face with his Bear.

"...Cassandra...I'm sorry-" Mail started but Cassandra slammed her hand on the table and snapped her head back up, the tears dry and her face as calm and stoic as always. her glasses pushed up to the brim of her nose.

the only evidence of her outburst her red eyes.

"so did anybody else see the flyers on the billboard this morning?"

Raito blinked at the sudden change and stiffled a laugh with his hand as Mail's cigarette dropped out of his open mouth and Miheal gave her a confused look. Nate just went back to playing with his teddy bear.

"no miss schizoid. I have not, why?" Mail said, angry that his cigarette was wasted as he searched for another one.

she didn't reply as she unfolded a peice of brightly colored paper and placed it on the table.

Raito leaned to see a dark red poster with pictures of each of them..or Rather their Others, in poses underneath of a banner.

"Attention all Night Class and Day Class. I the Ever Elegant Dark Deluganda, The Black Rose Hikaru, The Articulate Enigmatic Matt, and The Badass Coco-Muncher Mello invite YOU. dear readers and lovers of our performances, to be allowed to enter a contest for our beloved families tonight at our ususal concert. We urge you all to rack your brains and search your souls to create the words to make a song for us to sing. we shall pick the winner and sing it as our last song for our loved ones, and the winner shall get to have a date with the person of their choice from Meine Skelett. the rules are simple: there are no rules. the deadline: tonight before the performance. simply place the song in the box in front of Music Room number 22."

the pictures showed Mello crunching a chocolate bar as he glared with a sneer at the camera, Hikaru holding a card to her mouth smiling with a wink, Matt looking aloof as he played his game letting the cigarette smoke circle him like little clouds, and Dark holding a red rose looking melancholy and coy as he looked with half-lidded eyes at the camera.

"....what a ham. how the hell are they gonna pull THAT off?" Mail said as he lit another ciggarrete he had found

"now now Mail, Dark isn't the only one in this poster you know," raito laughed in his hand at the poster.

"well I for one think that this could end disastrous what are they thinking?! this could ruin future close bonding with our parents and or siblings!," Cassandra scoffed as she folded up the paper again.

"miheal, you've been pretty quiet this whole time. you ok?" Raito asked the young blond noticing how distant he seemed.

his face held a sort of faint sadness as he looked at something they could not see. his face oddly tranquil...it did not suite the usually timid and shy boy.

"Miheal?...are you alright?" Raito was a little worried as the boy still did not respond.

"Miheal?," Cassandra spoke his name softly and touched his shoulder, snapping the boy out of his trance and he looked around the table in confusion.

"y-yes?"

"you shouldn't scare your friends like that Mie-Mie. It's not nice" Nate said pouting as he hugged his bear tight.

"I-I wasn't aware, I-I'm so-sorry" Miheal said looking embarrassed as he lowered his head, his blond hair covering his eyes.

"I-I nee-need to go. see y-you g-guys lat-ter" without looking back Miheal quickly grabbed his books and sprinted towards the northern corridor and ran past the open doors.

"...well that was strange" Mail said as he lifted his tinted shades in wonder.

Raito looked in the direction that Miheal ran off too with a curious look upon his face

"yes...it was"

#

It was the last class of the day 'Morals and Ethical Value of Shadows and their Other's' or MESVO as everyone called it. today was a big project day where everyone had to create a argument against a Debate concerning a topic about their shadows in life. they all had to pick out their own topic out of a hat and present a argument to defend themselves.

Raito's was that he had to explain WHY they had Shadow's and WHY they should be tolerated as people.

"Yagami? are you ready to present your argument?" The teacher said in a bored tone.

Raito picked up his papers and stood in the front of the class, clearing his throat he noticed that the seat behind him held L.

I didn't hear him come in, or see him come sit behind me...when did he get here?

"Today, Yagami" the teacher said in a stern voice.

Raito hid his startlement as he straightened his papers on the podium before him.

"My defense if for the Argument on wether or not we as A1 through 3's should be able to live in society. despite our Shadows Switching with us and if they cause a danger as well as why they should allow us around them."

he paused as he heard a couple of scoffs.

"It is my opinion that as long as we get the proper schooling and help with understanding our position. we will not be a danger to those around us, nor to ourselves. In fact I think that the reason we might Shadow when we are toddlers in the first place is really just our Genius being squandered, our emotional state in danger, etc etc. there are multiple reasons, but the one that I have put the most study on the reason that Status A or A1, A2 and A3's are made is that we as people choose our personalities, habits, emotions, what makes us..us. and it really isn't what we as a person want, instead it is what others want us to be. so we just roll over and let them choose for us, and the True Self that is your real Self festers and festers for years inside of you."

He paused for effect and glanced up at the class, everyone was on his every word. Even L, he especially was watching him with rapt attention.

"Until finally, when you grow old enough your Real Self manifests itself into a Shadow version of you. and of course it is only visible to you because it's YOUR True Self, not anybody Else's. This Shadow then becomes a separate part of you, but still within you, you even begin to see him or her just by thinking about them. and Because they are You and your True Self, they become your bodyguard in a sense. they protect you, love you, and help you. With their permission, I have gathered a few of my friends as Evidence."

he rustled his papers taking out the ones he needed in the front

"Mail Jeevus, a outgoing, loud, obnoxious, and rash. but his Other Matt is Quiet, introverted, cautious, and not really a people person.

Cassandra Walker, a studious, polite, well-mannered, and caring. But her Other Hikaru is a Lazy, rude, tomboyish, and loves to laugh at other people's expense, but loving and Maternal. and Their Original Hillary...is quiet, a pushover, and stoic.

Miheal Kheel is a timid, stuttering, shy, and thoughtful boy. But his Other Mello is crude, bold, confidant, and proud young man.

Nate River is childish and baby talking child who is not very bright. but his Other Near is mature, grown up, and articulate boy.

and I, Light Yagami. am a anti-social, hard-working, polite, friendly person. Were as my Other Dark-"

he had to stop for the hoots and whistles from those who held their memories of the Night Classes

"is a flamboyant, laid back, a social butterfly, a flirt, and a unpredictable moody person. the Point I'm trying to make is that all our Shadows really are is what we ourselves want to be, or even just certain persoanality traits and quirks. their is nothing to be afraid of if that is what we actually are."

he gathered his papers and began to back to his seat before a hand was raised in the air. he looked and saw that it was L, and he looked slightly off-put about something.

"yes?"

L lowered his hand and spoke in his usual monotone.

"If what Raito-kun says is true, then what I want to truly be is a murdering sociopath bent on hurting others"

Raito's brain seemed to stop. he completely forgot about A1's in his report and studies.

"th-thats not what I-"

"In fact, I think most A1's do not want to be like their Others otherwise they would not resist switching and going under constant surveillance"

"Of course n-"

"or having to leave their loved ones, if they had any to begin with, because they had to rely on the government to lock them away or to be stuck in a hospital because of their failing health, insanity, or just being a guinea pig."

"......"

Raito bit his lip as he watched the usually unemotional L's face get more and more rage filled, his eyes were wide and arched with anger, teeth were being grinded, and he was gripping his desk so tightly that his knuckles were white.

"well then, I suppose I shall be going then."

with a screech of his chair against the floor L rose haughtily and left the room leaving a awkward silence in the room.

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DA-God I'm so evil leaving it like that, but I was getting another migrane and need to lie down before I get sick again. just wanted to give you all another chapter, the next one will be up in a matter of days, I promise. so please review