Comatose

Chapter 2: Fake

       "Look Bell, I'm Light Yagami. The real one."

        "Sorry, what?"

        "I said I'm Light Yagami. The real one."

        "You're joking" Shit, he is an obsessed cosplayer. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Ugh why did she trust him again? Show him where she lives for crying out loud! Idiot! Wait he has her phone still!

        "I'm not joking."

        "Y-You expect me to believe that?!" Bell demanded.

        "Yes, I do."

        "Then prove it," No idiot! Walk away! "show me Ryuk. Also, I want my phone back."

        "Unfortunately, I don't have my notebook with me." He handed her back her "phone". Guess people from alternate universes appearing isn't normal here.

        "What about the piece in your wallet that you carry around then?! Surely you have that at least!" Stop. Run.

        Damn, she even knows about that? How much did the anime share of him anyways? "When I got here, everything that I had on me before is no longer in my possession. Is there any other way I can prove I'm myself?" He does need to find a way back home, this girl could be his ticket out of here if she believed him.

        "I'll quiz you." Bad idea. Bad idea. He's an obsessed cosplayer! Of course he'll go ahead and get it all correct! Stupid! "When's your birthday?"

        "February 28th, 1986."

        "Any siblings?"

        "One sister, her name is Sayu." So the anime includes his family then. Hm.

        "When's her birthday?" 

        "June 18th, 1989." Who is this guy even?!

        "Parent's names?"

        "Soichiro is my father and Sachiko is my mother."

        "And when were they born?!" She had started firing the questions more rapidly each time he had answered correct.

        "My mother was born October 10th, 1962 and my father was born July 12, 1955." It even mentioned when is parents were born? Wait a minute... Bell memorized this?! Why? What's the purpose of memorizing when his parents were born?

        She huffed, "When did you pick up the notebook?! The date?!" She figured he had seemed to be going off of the manga dates.

        "November 28th, 2003." He stuffed his hands in his pockets.

        "How old are you?"

        "I'm 17 years old."

        "And how old is Light Yagami?" Maybe she could make him slip up? Y'know make him say 'Light's 17' and prove he's faking?

        "I just said that I'm 17." Damn it. "How old are you?"

        "I'm 17- wait I'm supposed to be asking the questions!" He chuckled. "Say 'That's right, I am Kira' in Japanese."

        "Soudesu, bokuda Kirada." Her eyes widened. He had sounded exactly like Mamoru Miyano when he had said the line in the anime. But he can't be the real Light Yagami of course. This wasn't a fanfiction, this was real life! He probably just taught himself the one line in Japanese. But what if..

        "Do you believe me now?" Light asked, hoping that she finally believed him.

        No, one final test. He can't be.. "List everyone you've written in Death Note. If you're Light Yagami, you should be able to remember just about everyone you've killed." The question is, does she remember the names? She can't read Japanese or rather Kanji so..

        "Alright. Kurou Otoharada, Takuo Shibuimaru, " Light continued on with all of the names, at one point mentioning Lind L Tailor and one of the criminal names Bell had remembered reading from the 'List of Deaths' earlier that day, 'Naoki Koro Kitayama'. He had ended up listing around 500 or so names. "So, what about now?"

        "T-This can't be real. This kind of thing doesn't happen in real life! I'm dreaming right?"

        "You're not dreaming."

        "How'd you get here then?!"

        "I have no idea." He answered. Well he did know it most likely involved the car he was hit with.

        "Okay, um, okay.. and you don't have anywhere to go..?" Bell replied, trying not to panic or fan girl or whatever emotion she was feeling. She didn't know, it was probably a mixture of both.

        "Right. So, am I allowed to stay with you or is that not okay?"

        "Uh y-yeah that'd be fine! Actually wait yeah! We have a little garage kind of thing in the backyard, if you uh want to stay there?" She asked as she opened the door to her house to let him inside.

        "That can work I suppose." She led him through the house and to the backyard. Outside, there was a small playground that looked like it hadn't been used in years. Grass and trees sprouting from the mulch. It was kind of sad. Hell, even the wood was rotting.

        "Okay this is it." Bell opened the door to... well, it looked like a mini house. There was a mini fridge, couch, tv, even a computer! Also a bathroom. "It's usually just my uh hangout place so sorry if it's a mess and everything! Y-You can get comfortable on whichever couch, I'll get blankets. Is that okay..?" 

        "That's fine, thank you." They both took of their shoes by the door once they walked inside. Light hung his jacket on the chair by the computer, then he walked over to the couches and sat down while Bell locked the door. She then grabbed a blanket from a box.

        "Uh I hope you don't mind sleeping in your clothes, if this turns out not being a dream then I'll take you shopping tomorrow for more clothes and then we can figure out how to um get you back?"

        "Are you sure it's alright that we go shopping? What if someone else were to recognize me?"

        "I don't think anyone would, Death Note isn't as popular as it used to be sadly." She handed him the blanket, shut off the lights besides the lamp close to her and got herself comfortable on the other couch.

        "Uh, you're going to sleep in here?" Light questioned, raising an eyebrow.

        "Oh um, I usually sleep in here when my mom isn't home, I can go back to the house if you're uncomfortable-"

        "No, it's fine." He shook his head.

        "You sure?" Bell asked.

        "I am. Back to the original topic, you're willing to spend money on me?"

        "Well yeah, you need help." Her eyes widened, "Wait- I mean not like you're uh crazy but like um you know what I mean eheh.. good night!" She turned off the lamp and turned herself so he couldn't see her face. 

        "Good night." This is going to be a hell of an experience.

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Pure luck, he got in a coma. Brought her everything she ever wanted. But then he was taken away from her, she had to follow him back and she did. She watched it hit. But was it all worth it?