"Young lady, put your hands in the air and stay perfectly calm," someone said. You did as instructed, raising your hands above your head. You heard footsteps and you closed your eyes. The officer looked around; trying to find the person you were talking too.
"Alright, follow me," the officer stated and you followed. Other officers were behind you so you didn't have a chance to escape. Out of the corner of your eyes you saw Nemaru grinning like a bashful idiot he is and stuck his tongue out.
"Where's the book, Nemaru?" You whispered, and the officer behind you coughed. You looked back and grinned nervously.
"Uh, Nemaru is my imaginary friend!" You exclaimed, pink dusting your cheeks. Nemaru snorted and walked past one of the officers, and you shivered. Don't they feel something, if not, whoa. The officer raised his blonde eyebrow at you and you giggled what seemed to be nervousness.
You were in the center of the school, at the office. There was a big commotion around; mostly medics and let's not forget the police. Your eyes drifted to the many people in the room, and you sent a nervous glance to Nemaru who just shrugged.
"It was your fault, Nemaru," you murmured. The officer turned around and stared at you behind those goggles he wore.
"Miss, I need to call your parents so they can pick you up," he said, gentleness in his voice. You blushed and nodded, following the man again. Your eyes were focused on your feet, and your head was bowed. You couldn't believe you killed a human being! Oh, the guilt that was deep in your heart. Wait...
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? The smile left your lips. No, you can't be Kira! Kira is a blood-thirsty murderer, who just likes to torture the lives of others. You are NOT to mimic his actions. That's what he wanted the people who have the Death Note do. He wants you to help him, but you're not doing it for him.
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?
"Call your parents," the officer said and you shook your head. There was an evil glint in your eyes and you took the phone from his hands. You dialed your number and heard the phone ringing.
One... Two... Three...
"Hello?" You sighed and twirled your hair with your index finger in thought. Your mother began to ramble about where you were and all that motherly stuff. You ignored it whilst your mind was beginning to drift off to Kira.
"(Name), where are you?" Your mother seemed to calm done after her Japanese cursing. You blinked and grinned.
"Well, I'm at school, but the police are here-"
"What, (N-Name), what have you gotten yourself into!" You sighed and turned around, staring at the medics as they placed a white cover over Ms. Tsukuya's face. There was no guilt or sorrow on your face; you were completely stoic and expressionless.
"Look, Mother, I'm safe, I assure you," you said gently, closing your eyes. She sighed and whispered your name.
"I'm coming there to pick you up okay?" You said your good-bye and waited for your beloved mother to pick you up. Nemaru popped behind the counter and screamed in your ear. You screamed in surprise, catching everyone's attention.
Nemaru snickered lightly, and then roared into laughter. Your eyes averted to the people who were staring at you with curious expressions on their faces.
You ignored Nemaru's sneer and childish remark, and focused on one person in particular. His hair was longer and probably grazing his cheeks. It was a maybe dark brown, but it seemed black. His eyes were a dark color, and there seemed to have bags below said eyes. His back was hunched, and he wore a white t-shirt with blue pants. Your eyes wandered to his body. Something about him was intimidating. He did no hesitation at staring you back; his thumb lightly pressing his lower lip.
You soon grew flustered and stared at the ground. The person who was staring at you was staring intensely. His eyes burned bullets at your head. You shuffled your foot and scratched your wrist. Your eyes looked up to him slowly, and he was still staring at you. Nemaru grabbed your shoulders and he looked over at the person over your shoulder.
"Hey, ___, maybe he likes you! Aw, well too bad, he doesn't seem the one to be in a relationship," Nemaru chuckled to himself. You ignored him and turned around. You walked around him and sat on a bench. You hunched over and pressed your elbows on your thighs.
"Why are you not talking to me, girlie?" Nemaru asked as he sat down next to you. He twirled his pen between his fingers and your eyes followed with its movement. You shrugged.
"I can't," you whispered loud enough for only Nemaru to hear. You continued when he gave you a puzzled look. "They'll think I'm crazy. I don't want them to think I'm crazy. Theyll become suspicious." You looked over to Nemaru and he was staring at the man.
"Nemaru, are you okay?" You whispered, not releasing your gaze on the floor. You almost saw him grin and he whispered something to himself.
"You've become uncomfortable, ___," he stated as if it was the obvious thing in the world. You said nothing. It was true; the man giving you suspicious stares made you quite uncomfortable. Since you were in the scene at the time, you almost thought he thought that you were another Kira. Well, half of it was true, but you didn't know at the time if you WANTED to be Kira.
Nemaru paused and then continued. "You can know his name." Your eyes rolled to the corner and saw him staring at you; waiting for an answer. You can know his name? But you don't even know the mysterious guy! Before you jumped to conclusions, you asked one simple question.
"How?" You whispered. You have to keep your voice low. Nemaru grinned and rested his head on your shoulder as in a sibling manner. Nemaru closed his eyes, relaxed.
"I can give you the shinigami eyes," he murmured sleepily. This interested you. Your thoughts ran across your mind a mile a minute. You relaxed and sighed.
"And what is this shinigami eyes, Nemu?" You murmured sleepily. It was, maybe, past five o'clock. School was over three hours ago. The police still stared at you and mostly conversed about you. They probably thought you were suspicious. Nemaru answered your question.
"You can see their life span, and their names. Though," he yawned and smacked his lips sleepily, "though you loose half of your life span." You gulped and stared at the corner of your eyes.
"Are you serious? You're not joking, right, Nemaru?" You asked, slightly higher from frustration. Okay, today was just a stressing day. You lost your stupid drawing pencil, met a shinigami who is like, best friends with you, and killed your school nurse. Now, you have to choose if you want your life span cut short for just stupid eyes! Better yet, that guy is giving you a suspicious look.
But, one side of your dark heart said to take it and nourish every moment you have with the Death Note; to kill innocent people for the heck of your amusement. Your life was boring anyway. Your parents thought high of you, and you really have no problem with Hiro, your brother.
Wait, yeah that's right, your brother. What is he going to say? He admired you as a sibling, and here you go killing people you never going to talk to in the rest of your life. Your eyes glossed over. Were you a bad sister? You can see Hiro's disappointed face in your thoughts. It soon dissipated when a tear slid down your cheek. You don't want to do this; you don't want to see your brother's face.
"I-I," you whimpered. Nemaru raised his eyebrow at you in confusion. You exhaled oxygen and it came out as a shaky breath. Nemaru's emerald green eyes bored into your own. You closed your eyes; thinking of the consequences and possibilities.
Finally, you made your decision. You re-opened your eyes; determination swirling in the depths of your ___ eyes. "Shinigami eyes please."
→Rest in Results, yo. :]
Nemaru stared at you indecorously before grinning. His emerald eyes sparkled, and your thoughts of your brother soon vanished into dust in the deep of your mind. "I knew you would give in," he smiled a goofy smile and you couldn't help but smile back.
The person staring at you raised his eyebrow and he called somebody by the name of Matsuda. Said man squealed in shock and walked over to him and fixing his tie. He coughed to break the silence and looked over at his superior.
"Yes, Ryuzaki, did you call me?" Matsuda asked with nervousness in his voice. Usually he would call someone other than him. Maybe since he was closer to Ryuzaki than the others, and since they were busy anyways.
"Do you see that girl?" Ryuzaki murmured his voice low as he bit his thumb; breaking skin. Matsuda looked and had to squints his eyes to get a better look and saw a girl who was about seventeen years of age smiling and nodding.
"Yeah, what about her?" He asked, seeing nothing important about this girl except she was attractive. Ryuzaki's eyes rolled to the corner and he stared at Matsuda.
"No one is sitting next to her," he stated, looking back at her. "She is talking to herself. Does she have a... shinigami?"
Ah, another cliffhanger! ::Shoots:: I said that Light would be in this chapter, but I guess I was wrong. Ah, well, at least we saw our panda friend! And gasp, he knows your secret! O_o; Rate, message, and cBox! :D
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