You jumped, feeling someone tap your shoulder. Turning around slowly, your eyes widened and your lips parted into a gape.
"Why hello, I never would've guessed a girl would pick the Death No-" The freaky looking creature was cut off by your shrill scream. You fell back, not caring if you're wearing a skirt or not. The book fell between your fingers and was lying on the ground. You panted, feeling your heart beating faster.
"What are-What are you!?" You yelled out while your heart was beating a mile a minute. You had your (color) eyes wide and your mouth agape. The creature blinked its green eyes. It was scary to say the least. He had black tight pants on, more looking like skin, and had his bones popping out in every direction in its body. His skin was green with white mixed in.
"Well, uh, I'm a Shinigami!" It exclaimed. You blinked before standing up and you gave it a final incredulous look before picking the Death Note.
"No way, a Shini-Shinigami!? This can't be real," You whispered loudly. People turned to look at you like you were crazy but you didn't mind. Can they see the shinigami as well? You stared at the shinigami.
"Oh, yeah, my name is Nemaru. It seems you picked the Death Note there. You can kill people with it, isn't that cool?" His voice held somewhat what sounded like a child. Your eyes were still wide, not believing what you are seeing. Nemaru continued, "Well, since that is mine, I have to follow you around; and no I am not a stalker!" Nemaru pouted.
Your breath was quickened slightly as you felt your vision blurring. The colors of your surroundings smashed together in a blob and your eyes drifted to the back of your head.
"Hey, hey, girlie, you a 'right?" The shinigami questioned, worry embedded in its voice. You nodded numbly, before wobbling. You felt lightheaded.
You saw the blue sky; white puffy clouds skittered across said sky, before seeing darkness.
"Hey, hey, girlie, wake up~! You can't leave me here!" Nemaru flayed his arms in the air before placing them on his head in shock. "Don't faint on me, little girl!"
Clickkk.
You groaned; a darn headache woke you up. Your eyes blinked open, revealing shimmering (color) eyes. You sat up, your body going autopilot until you can recover. Your eyes scanned the room, and you knew where you were: the nurse's room. You sighed and placed your head on the green pillow, eyes not leaving the ceiling.
Was everything real, or was it just your imagination? Your heart almost stopped when a familiar face popped up. "Oh, girlie, you're awake!" You gasped and sat up, crawling in the corner.
"Y-you, Nemaru, what are you doing here!?" You whispered, just incase someone would walk in and find out you're a nutcase.
"Eh, oh, oh! I guess you didn't listen to me before. That book you have there-"
You gasped, "Nemaru where is the Death Note?" He blinked before waving you in a laid back manner.
"Nah, dun worry 'bout it, I placed it inside your book bag. By the way, what's your name? I really dun want to call you 'girlie,' seeing that's rude," he explained, eyes closing. You blinked before a small smile tugged on your lips.
"It's (Name). Uh," your eyes averted to your fingers, "might explain me what this 'Death Note' thing can do?" You looked up at him, but found out he wasn't there.
"N-Nemaru, where you go?" Your eyes blinked and took an image of Tsukuya, the nurse. Her blonde hair was in a braid and was draping over her left shoulder. Her gray eyes held confusion and you giggled nervously while scratching your wrist.
"Oh, (Name), you're going sick! You're even talking to yourself; I must call your parents!" She exclaimed and ran out of the room. You blinked.
"Ah, ah, no Mrs. Tsukuya!" Your voice drifted off and a snigger echoed in your ears. You turned around, seeing Nemaru flipping through the pages. His back was on the wall and his leg was balancing himself as he placed it on said wall.
"Do you know what this can do, (Name)?" He purred malice in his voice. You stood quiet. Since when did he become so evil? Maybe he was bi-polar, or something?
"N-No, not really."
"Ah, ignorance is bliss; you are so nave." He walked over to you and sat next to you, giving you the notebook. You glanced at it and flipped through the pages and like before, it was blank. Nemaru gave you a pen out of nowhere and you glanced at it in question.
"Go ahead, write any name in there, and see for yourself, but think of his/her face, (Name)."
Clickkk.
Your eyes averted to stare up at his aquamarine ones and grabbed it from his hands. You exhaled oxygen in nervousness, and wrote the first name you could come up with: Ai Tsukuya. You wrote the kanji, your handwriting sloppy since your fingers were trembling. Her face drifted off into imaginary dust in your mind as you looked up at your shinigami friend.
"What now?"
Nemaru grinned and cupped his cheek and thought. "Think of something brutal." You frowned, shaking your head in confusion. 'Think of something brutal,' you thought, 'but what?'
You gave a sound as an idea came up and wrote it down. You stared it: "Ai Tsukuya; flirting with manager and shot after wards, manager dies simply by shooting himself."
You stared at it before your eyes widening, "Wait, no!" You tried to erase the words when a gun shot was heard. You slowly looked at the door, hearing people screaming in fear and distraught. Your head slowly made its way towards Nemaru; tears forming at the corner of your eyes. Said tear rolled down your cheek and you shook your head in hysterics and stood up. You backed away from him, and threw the note book. He sighed and catches it, much to your dismay.
"Y-you tricked me!"
He chuckled half-heartedly, "What; this was just all too amusing, (Name). You are just too gullible." Your eyes glimmered with glossy tears and plopped on the ground.
"No, you-you-I killed someone! I killed her! It's your entire fault!" You sobbed. Your eyes lowered to the floor. "I, I killed someone, or is it a coincidence?"
Nemaru grinned, "What ever you feel fits the situation, girlie." Already was a dry trail of tears on your cheeks, and in the background, you heard the ambulance and the police. This was your fault, you trusted a shinigami, and you trusted a god of DEATH. What is wrong with you?
"Ah, dun worry 'bout it. The first time you kill," you looked up at him and saw he had an evil glint in his eyes, "-the first time you kill, it becomes a habit." You gaped at him.
"W-What did you say, Nemaru!? It's people's lives! You're just throwing their very existence like it's nothing!!" You exclaimed/yelled. You heard a click behind you and your heart was beating miles per hour.
"Looks like you got caught, (Name)," Nemaru smirked playfully at you and you heaved a sighed in exasperation.
"Young lady, put your hands in the air and stay perfectly calm."
O_o;
I love Nemaru's personality, and yes, he is bi-polar. O_o;
Light should be in the next chapter, depends how far I write it. :]
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You, despite how hard you denied, didn't... feel anything. You blinked. You DIDN'T feel ANYTHING. A wicked grin left your lips. So this is how Kira must feel; all mighty and powerful, right?
Oh no; you're going to do it on your own, for entertainment purposes only. You can manipulate death. What more you can ask for?
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