Scarlet Crimson [Light x Reincarnated OC]

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Waiting exercised a lot of my patience.

Patience was one thing that I was aware I lacked.

I lay down in my bed, massaging my temples in frustration as I waited for the sun to set, for night to come.

I waited, mostly holed up in my room the past few days, making sure that I was in my own room when Light was in his. Light was even too immersed in his discovery of the notebook to even notice my mirroring actions to his when he left the table. Our rooms were right next to each other, and with the walls being typical Japanese thin walls, it was not hard to hear screaming or some kind of random psycho laugh.

Obviously, I had to spare the batteries in my listening device under his bed. I couldn't have them on 24/7, since they would have already run out after the 24-hour mark. It was even more surprising that my parents and brother had bought the fact that I was studying hard for my upcoming exams, which were more than a month away.

I waited for Ryuk to appear and scare the batshit out of my brother.

I waited.

December 3rd, 8:40 pm.

I heard my brother's scream.

It had been exactly 7 days since he picked up the death note and the mysterious murmurings of heart attacks had just started to surface onto the news. I had planned to listen in on his conversations with Ryuk, yet at the same time, I couldn't risk my device on something so trivial. On that day, I took a shaky breath, knowing that the event that I was waiting for was finally coming.

Almost.

Almost. I whispered to myself.

December 4th, 5:34 pm.

"I will become the God of this New World!"

My brother's voice had rung out so perfectly clear that I wanted to laugh. I wanted to jab my finger at his face, screaming psychotically about who knew his little sister, a side character in the anime would be spying on her brother so mercilessly.

If any of the Death Note fans could see this in my previous life, I would have already gotten the Nobel Prize.

Time ticked on as I listened to Light's murmurings the whole day. Each time his voice rose up from his empty room, my heart rate spiked.

Each time I didn't hear the word drawer from his mouth, my face twisted into pure fury and irritation. It was ironic because I knew I had the expression of Kira's ending on my face.

Impatience and vexation.

The only difference was that I was well aware of my lack in that aspect, while he was too blinded by greed to actually realize.

It was getting late and I had another spare 14 hours left in the battery of the listening device. I glanced at the clock noting the hours that I had just wasted on Light's worthless and trivial conversations. The outside orange sunset burned into my mind and my body sagging into the mattress of my bed, finally feeling tired from all that waiting.

When the hell was he going to reveal how to freaking open his drawer?

I blinked back the fatigue, rolling over and burying my face into my pillow.

I hated waiting. I really did.

Waiting made me fidgety-made me feel like I was wasting my time while I could have done something so much more than simply just staying in bed.