MEANT TO BE MINE

L ~Cake~

Author's Note: Obvious spoiler alert about Death Note, as well as some details on how shinigami's work might be off, but just go with it for the story plot.

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"-The unknown killer is still at large. Numerous criminals have been found dead, most of them from heart attacks. Police and doctors a-like are reporting the strange circumstance of their deaths as most of them were relatively healthy up to their sudden deaths. They believe this is the work of one or more people using unknown strategies to kill convicted criminals. They are calling this person or group of unknown people 'Kira'. It has been greatly debated as to if this is a form of justice or just a person or group hunger for power and playing god with peoples lives." The report on the tv said. 

You sat in the office chair, watching the news. This was very interesting to you as you hadn't worked on a case like this before. You had worked several different cases and this would be the first time you had worked with someone you believed to have the similar or same abilities with you, depending on how far they took the deal or the deals that you knew of. You believed this was the work of The Death Note. A book made by Shinigami's. A human picks up the book that a shinigami drops into the human world by accident or on purpose. The person who finds the notebook gains the ability to write down people's names in the book, causing their death. The end result is one of two endings. The person eventually dies and the shinigami will choose to take back the notebook [or leave it for someone to find] or the person decides they don't want the power of the book and the shinigami will erase their memories, taking the book back. 

Then there was your situation. Making a shinigami fall in love with you. Or more correctly, the shinigami just fell in love with you. You were going to be attacked by a crazed stalker while walking home. When the man just dropped dead, your shinigami turning to dust. However, you had found another Death Note. You were greeted by another shinigami who gave you a offer. You would gain the shinigami eyes, for half your life-however you would gain the abilities of the shiningami, although to a certain complicity. You would be able to gain years in your life, understand all languages, see people's time of death [unless altered] with the help of the shinigami eyes, technically stop aging with immortality, and gain a reading on people. You weren't able to fly or your body didn't change, nor were you able to enter any other realms.  For some this would be a dream come true, to have such abliites, but you had learned it could be a curse. Everyone around you would age and die, the people who were once your age would grow to be grandparents or great grand parents while you would stay the same age as their kids or grandkids. Then those kids would grow up and the cycle would continue. You knew you would end up being so lonely. 

"Spacing out again?" A voice broke you out of your thoughts. 

The shinigami. The one who made the deal. The 2ed shinigami to had taken an interest to you. The reason you had never received a clear answer. From what you gathered the Shinigami realm was very boring, everything was dull. For them the human world was so much more interesting.  Based on what you heard, you could understand the want for the human world, but they picked you out specifically. They could've dropped their notebook anywhere, but they dropped it on your head, able to see you were already the owner of a Death Note. They knew by the contract the two of you made that they would be with you for eternity. Were they that bored or was there something more to it. The only thing you knew is that you were going to use your abilities for the good of humans. 

"You're doing it again. I never understood why humans do that so much. We shinigami's just say what we are thinking out loud."

"I'm well aware, Shadow." You reply, looking at the headlines of your desk of the recent deaths.

"You know, I forget, why did you name me Shadow, I've told you my name before." Shadow questioned, leaning over your shoulder to look at the papers as well.