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We were able to ease each other’s boredom for a long time.

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“Huh, can’t see the life span of any person who possesses a Death Note. I didn’t know about that little stipulation,” Kylo retorts flippantly from behind Matt.

Matt subtly throws a look at the Shinigami over his shoulder, annoyed that neither of them was prepared for this situation. What use was having a Death God at your side if they didn’t even have all of the needed information? What if someone more dangerous than this little girl had made the deal and approached him? That could have been the end of his reign before it even truly began. Kylo merely gives him a disinterested shrug of the shoulders-- it must be nice to simply be an unaffected spectator when the rest of the world balances on the precipice of a new era.

“If you want, I could be your eyes. You do need someone to find out L’s true name, right? So...” Misa trails off.

Matt narrows his eyes at the girl. Of course, there was a catch-- nothing ever came for free. So what could she possibly want from him? Money? Equal power…? It wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility seeing as she had her very own Death Note. She could easily foil his plans and interfere with the investigation at her will. All it would take is a simple phone call or a miscalculated flick of her pen to expose him.

“So what…” he counters impatiently, already tired of playing this game with her.

“So will you make me your girlfriend?!” she blurts out.

Girlfriend??

He is at a loss at Misa’s request; of all the things she could have asked--no, demanded-- of him, this is what she wants? It seems so frivolous and superficial compared to quite literally trying to change the world.

“That would be impossible. I have tails watching my every move which means that when you saw me in the city, they saw you. It would be awfully fucking suspicious if we were seen together after that. I would be ruined and all of this would have been for nothing. Even being here together now puts us both at risk.”

The corner of Misa’s mouth tilts into a smirk and her hand disappears into her bag once more to retrieve her phone. She unlocks the screen and swipes a few times before handing the device to Matt. The picture that is pulled up is of a young girl with short black hair, glasses, and a university school uniform.

“What am I looking at here?” Matt asks, studying the photo.

“That’s me. I took the proper precautions to ensure that nothing could be traced back to me.”

“What about your fingerprints? The note and the flash drive you sent to the news station? Not to mention the digital trail that likely followed the drive.”

“Those aren’t my fingerprints!” she huffs, irritated that he doesn’t seem to be listening, “I’m not stupid, you know. It’s not like I just do things without thinking them through first. I have a lot of connections in my line of work, so it wasn’t difficult to find some tech nerd to do it for me. Most men are surprisingly easy to manipulate-- flash a smile here, a little cleavage there and they’re putty. Then after everything was sent off, all I had to do was write a little accident for him into the Death Note.”

Interesting. Maybe she is smarter than Matt initially gave her credit for.

“Did you tell anyone else about this?” Matt inquires, still not completely convinced that she covered every trail.

“Of course not! Ugh! Fine, if you don’t believe me, here... take this,” she hisses, jutting her Death Note in his direction, “But you’re just holding on to it until you can trust me-- I still have full ownership and that means I get to keep the Shinigami eyes. Right, Ben?”

Misa peeks over her shoulder to address the Death God hovering protectively over her. With crossed arms, he glares in Matt’s direction, looking the human up and down with a hint of disgust on his battered face.

“Yeah, that’s right…” he relents.

“There, see! And if I become a burden to you, you can just kill me, okay?”

Why would she go this far? Matt thinks, shocked that she would be willing to give up so much just to be useful to him. It doesn’t make any sense. Something isn’t adding up. Matt ignores the threatening glances in his direction and keeps his attention focused on the woman in front of him as he accepts the offered notebook.

“How do I know you haven’t removed several pages from your book? You could be hiding them somewhere, tucking them away to use on me at the first opportunity.”

“Why are you so suspicious of me?” Misa shouts, standing swiftly from the chair, her fists clenching at her sides.

“Lower your damn, voice,” Matt snaps through clenched teeth.

His ears perk up as he listens for the door, waiting to see if either of his parents decides to approach. When he is sure that no one will be rushing to check on them after Misa's outburst, his irritated gaze once more finds the watery blues of the young girl standing before him.

“I already told you that I don’t care, even if all you do is use me! Please, believe me, Matt,” her voice wavers.

This girl must be on something. Why would anyone in their right mind beg to be a pawn like this? It would appear she’s serious too if her emotional response is of any consequence-- though she did just admit to having a history of manipulating men for her own personal gain.

“Why would you say that?” Matt asks, sharply.

Confession

“Matt! You’ve got a friend here to see you!”

Friend?

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Light Yagami and Misa Amane

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Confession

“Matt! You’ve got a friend here to see you!”

Friend?

Of course, Matthew Light had a plethora of acquaintances and people who considered him their friend; people he sought out to keep up public appearances with on the rare occasion that he wasn’t holed up in his room studying or casting judgments and filling up pages of the Death Note. However, none of them ever came to his home and he preferred it that way-- for people to stay out of his personal space. Needless to say, his alarm bells were already going off at his father’s announcement.

“Said something about a notebook,” Detective Jack Light rumbles as an afterthought.

Notebook? Could it be?

The God of Death who was attached to Matt’s notebook shifts to his side on the bed as he grabs an apple out of the bowl on the nightstand. He crunches into the crisp fruit, allowing the addicting juices to flow over his tongue.

“A notebook, hmm?” Kylo hums thoughtfully around his bite, echoing Matt's own sentiments.

The young god carefully places the Death Note into his elaborate hiding spot. He secures the false bottom of the drawer and reassembles his pen before giving his room one last glance-over to ensure nothing is out of place. Satisfied that there is no evidence out in the open to find, Matt makes his way down the stairs and to the front door of his home. What he finds waiting for him is someone whom even he never would have surmised.

He steps out onto the front porch and closes the door behind him, giving himself and his guest some privacy. A quiet moment passes between the two strangers as they size one another up. Of all the things Matt was expecting, this girl certainly was not it; her double blonde ponytails and baby face gave her a halo of innocence while her tight low-cut black dress accompanied with red lipstick and nail polish screamed of anything but.

Her sapphire eyes widen in astonishment as her mouth gapes open at his mere presence. This wasn’t something new to Matt-- girls from school practically threw themselves at him and to say he was typically unimpressed is a severe understatement. Though the girl in front of him is more physically attractive to him than most of the bimbos he has to deal with on a daily basis he can’t help but feel a surge of annoyance at her gawking. He clears his throat and leans against the doorframe, stuffing his hands deep into his pockets. Matt’s eyebrow shoots up expectantly when her eyes meet his and she finally takes the cue to speak.

“U-uhm, pleased to meet you. I’m Misa Amane. I thought that you might be worried about the message in the media and I couldn’t wait any longer to meet you. I brought this as a show of good faith.”

Misa pulls a familiar black notebook from her purse and presents it to Matt with her head bowed.

A Death Note!

Matt takes a step forward, removing one of his hands from his pocket, and touches the corner of the notebook, the soft black leather familiar under his fingertips. Behind the girl, an apparition comes into view-- a towering figure dressed in all black, the clothing dusty and ratty in some places; black shaggy hair frames a face that has likely seen better days, covered from brow to mouth in various cuts and scars; finally, the part that captures Matt’s attention the most are the expansive black wings tucked together behind the creature, not dissimilar to the pair that Kylo sports.

A Shinigami! She is the fake Kira.

“Come on in,” Matt invites.

He opens the front door and pushes the heavy wood open, waving her inside.

“Are you sure it’s okay?” the girl asks.

“Yes, I’m sure. Mother, Misa came all this way to return my notebook, so we’re going to study together for a while before she has to head back home. Would you please bring us some drinks and brain food?”

“Absolutely!” the middle-aged woman delights, thrilled that her son has a guest for once, “It’s such a pleasure to meet you, Misa dear.”

Mrs. Light takes her leave in the direction of the kitchen while Jack sidles up next to his son and eyes the young woman.

“Just up the stairs, Misa,” Matt instructs.

Before he can follow, Jack gently tugs on Matt’s arm, halting him in place.

“Since when do you have guests, let alone a girl over?”

“Don’t act so surprised, Dad. I told you that I was looking for a girlfriend,” Matt says dismissively, wishing that his detective father would just leave well enough alone.

With a grunt, Jack releases him and watches his son disappear up the steps leading to the second floor.

Matt leads the petite blonde into his bedroom, shutting and flipping the lock of the door behind him. Rolling the computer chair out from his desk, he centers it in the room, swiveling the back around and gestures to the cushion.

“Have a seat,” he orders.

“Thank you,” the young women mewls softly.

The soles of her shoes click on the hardwood floor as she walks across the room and sits where she is instructed to. Matt crosses the room and sits on the end of his bed directly in front of her. Silence once again passes between the two of them as he watches her coldly, eyes passing from the top of her head, following the paths of her long black lace gloves and matching thigh-high stockings, ending with her glossy platform boots. He was still having a hard time believing that this timid girl was the fake Kira.

“How did you find me?” he clips.

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God said, “Let there be light.” And there was Light.

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an ADCU Death Note crossover au written with @toeternalbliss

Intro Part I | Part II

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an ADCU Death Note crossover au written with @toeternalbliss

Intro Part I | Part II

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As the Hours Pass

A warm late summer breeze lightly ruffles the leaves of the trees lining an otherwise sleepy little corner of Japan. In the distance, cicadas chirp, their sounds adding to the symphony of summer’s last hurrah; it is, by all accounts, a peaceful evening—for everyone but the Amane household, that is.

“Please, take whatever you want and just go!”

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Death Note: 01. Rebirth

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