A few days later, I knocked on Light's bedroom door, after his mother let me in, knowing he would be home from cram school by now. There were really only two reasons as to why I did not want to be home tonight.

1. My father had a new 22-year-old leggy blonde in the house, wearing one of his shirt's as a dress while making dinner, and she didn't seem too happy with my presence.

2. I needed to talk to Light about something interesting I found on the news.

It seems people have just been disappearing. Not just vanishing but literally dying for almost a week left and right someone is found dead in their cell. Every 15 minutes a new name is announced on the news. They just die, from heart attacks and crazy events. Left and right criminals in jail or who were once in jail have been dying. Obviously, I was worried my brother would be next. I wasn't sure what was going on. I just needed someone to talk to. I waited for him to answer the door and was confused when he didn't.

I decided to knock again.

"Light!" I exclaimed as I lightly tapped on the door. The door slowly opened up just a crack and then wider and suddenly I was pulled in his room by the shirt and the door slammed close behind me. It was so dark in here for some reason and turned towards Light. "Why is it so dark? Light, what's going on?" I asked him and he stood closer to me and rubbed my arms up and down comfortingly. Something was wrong, I knew it. I could feel it.

"Kire," Light called me by my nickname and I narrowed my eyes at him, "I'm going to show you something, but promise me you'll keep this between us and... don't freak out."

I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Light, you've been acting strange. Just tell me-"

He interrupted, "Promise," He said and slightly squeezed my shoulders.

"Okay, okay, I promise," I reassured him.

He went over to his desk and picked up a familiar looking notebook and walked back over towards me, "Remember this?" He asked and held up the book that read Death note on the cover.

I slightly glared at him as I did remember, "I thought you put that back," I said, reminding him that I told him to do so. Obviously, being Light, he doesn't listen.

"Don't be mad," He whispered and pecked my nose and he knew whenever he did that to me I calmed down a little, "But believe it or not... this book... it- it has... special powers," He breathed. I watched his face as he had this creepy look in his eye. I've never seen it before and it kind of scared me.

I stared at him for a moment. "What kind of powers?"

"Kire," he started and smirked, "How would you feel if I told you all the bad in the world could go away? All the bad people? All the criminals could... vanish." He told me.

"What are you getting at, Light?" I asked.

He sighed and began rubbing my arm with his hand again as he felt me tense up, "This book came from the shinigami world," He said and my eyes widened out of disbelief.

What was he talking about? I could tell when he was serious, but this all seemed like a joke. Shinigami doesn't exist. They're just legends- myths that my brother would tell me about to scare me about the afterlife. I knew they were all fake- I always thought it was kind of ridiculous.

"What?" I breathed and shook my head, "No, those are... they're just... myths, Light! Just myths like... Kekkai that's a myth! People stopped having babies because they believe it, but that doesn't make it a true thing!" By now I was hysterical, trying my best to deny what Light was trying to get past as truth. I noticed amusement in his eyes, but he was still so serious, "You're not making any sense right now." I sighed, trying my best to calm down.

Light pressed his forehead to mine and held me closer, "I know... I know it makes... no sense," He chuckled awkwardly, "But please believe me... just... just listen," He begged and I looked into his eyes and shut my mouth, letting him know he had my attention. "I can write a name- any name I want in this book... and as long as I think of their face... that person... dies." The look in his eyes told me he was too excited by this. If anything, it was absolutely something I didn't want to believe. But if this was all true- if that notebook really did have powers it explained a lot and almost too much. That's when the realization came to mind.

"It was you," I confirmed, "All those deaths lately... it was all you," I glared and snatched myself out of his grip. I went to leave his room, feeling uncomfortable, but Light moved in front of the door preventing me from leaving. Light stared at me and continued to move as I tried to get past him. "Move!" I exclaimed, but he just stared at me.

Light just shook his head, "Kire, just think about it! A perfect world... you and me... no bad only good. When we're married-" I interrupted him as the word slipped out so suddenly.

"M-married?" I stuttered, even the word sounded nice yet nerve wrecking. We've talked about this before. After high school buying a house... having kids. But after all this talk of shinigami and notebooks of death would it even be a smart thing to bring children into this world?

"Yes," He said and leaned down a little, "Don't you want our kids to be raised in a perfect world?" He asked me and pecked my nose sweetly like he does.

For the moment, I believed him. I thought about what life would be like if he was really telling the truth about this stuff. As I thought about what he was saying maybe this wasn't a bad thing. Maybe he was onto something. Maybe it was a bit mad, I'm not saying I'm not on the edge about it. But I understood what he was doing. Is this not considered a bad thing? I mean maybe if you have good intentions it's okay. Maybe if you're doing bad things for the right reasons it's not bad at all. Or does doing this simply make you as bad as the criminals? Maybe their crimes were worse. The world probably would not miss them anyway. Or maybe some would miss them. Any family or friends they had would miss them. But society... society is bigger than all of us in all honesty. The world is bigger than all of us. And maybe those who are good deserve to live in a good world. Maybe what Light's doing is just punishing the wrong-doers and rewarding those who have to share the world with the evil.

But there was still one situation at hand that I needed to touch on.

"What about Jun...?" I whispered to him. My brother wasn't a bad guy... at least, I don't believe he's a bad guy. He just could never take "No" for an answer. I'm not defending him or anything but if my brother died so early in his life I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. And if Light were to kill him, I would never be able to forgive him.

Light sighed and it seemed he were debating this, but soon he smiled just barely, "He's an exception," Light said and I felt his hand move my head up by my chin. He pressed his soft lips to my own for a brief second. Almost immediately, my body loosened up and I relaxed. His kisses were like two gentle lips simply brushing against yours.

Once we pulled back I looked downward at the floor, knowing now I was onboard. "Don't hurt anyone innocent," I whispered to him and then slowly pecked his lips.

Light smiled, "I promise... but just one thing... hold this for me," Light then put the book in my hands and I held it up, confused as to what he wanted me to do with it. He looked over my shoulder and then back at me, "Now turn around and don't scream," He said. and wrapped his arms around my waist.

I was a bit confused, "Okay, but why would I-" I cut myself off as I turned around and faced the creature that stood only inches from me.

I was scared, shocked, confused and breath taken.

There it- or he- was. Tall, skinny and unusual looking. This creature was abnormally creepy. Is this what they looked like? Are myths and legends actually reality? Does anything make sense anymore? I yelped slightly, feeling fear come over me as the longer I looked at the... thing- creature- beast, I grew more and more terrified knowing this was not a nightmare he was simply haunting. As told, I did not let a single scream out, however, keeping my composure was harder than I thought. I felt my head get dizzy, my eyelids closed and I unconsciously fell to the floor with a thud.