Yandere Death Note Oneshots

His Goddess | Light

"Oh Light~!"

At the sound of the easily recognizable voice and the even more recognizable phrase, you rolled your eyes and turned away, not wanting to see the bubbly model. 

"Guess what day it is?" Misa rested her arms around Lights neck, practically bouncing on her toes. You cringed with the rest of the task force with the exception of L, who sat on his chair barefooted, gazing monotonously at the couple. 

 "Tuesday?" The annoyed male guessed, feigning innocence while moving Misas arms away. Said girl only giggled with an, "Oh, Light,"

"Have you forgot? It's our anniversary!"

"Oh, is it."

Misa pouted. A pang of jealousy hit you at the sight of the girls beauty, you looked away, feeling insecure about your looks. Light noticed and glared at his 'girlfriend'. How dare she make you feel inferior?

Ls dark eyes examined you and the Kira suspect, putting his thumb below his lip. The thin, metal chain connecting him and Light rattled.

"Light! Don't you want to take me somewhere special? Someplace where Ryuzaki," She glared at the raven haired man. "Can't come with us."

L spoke up, "If I won't be there, then I'll just be watching you on the cameras."

"Wahhhhh!" Misa wailed, full out hugging Light who just stared at her coldly. "You're a pervert! No wonder you chained Light to you! I bet you want to take my Light away from me!"

You almost gagged at the sight. A grown woman desperately clinging onto a man who was handcuffed to a homeless hobo cosplayer sitting barefoot on a chair while eating strawberries. Aizawa, done with all this, suddenly stood up, knocking over a pile of probably-not-important papers. "What do you take us for, a joke! This is the Kira investigation!"

Everyone (Minus L and Light) inwardly sighed at the hot-headed mans outburst. They were all expecting it to happen sooner or later due to the presence of Misa and Matsuda. You inwardly cursed. Now, you had to give L money as you had bet on Matsuda breaking the peace. 

You glanced at the mysterious man, who gave you an almost invisible smirk. Jerk, you bitterly thought as you handed him a crinkled 5 dollar bill. He reached for it but put it back into your palm, curling your fingers over it. 

Confusion filled your face, and L simply said, "Keep it."

Your interaction was so quiet that no one noticed over the shouting and ranting of Aizawa. No one, except for Light. He silently seethed under his mask as Ryuk, his shinigami, cackled, noting the sudden mood change. The brown haired college boy had already had a mile long list for hating the detective, but now another reason had just been written down. 

His fingers itched, a need for writing down a letter of the alphabet over and over in his death note. A need to confess that his true identity to his crush, his obsession, his goddess. You, who would rule over the world alongside him as Kira, bringing upon his twisted sense of justice.

A calm then swept over him as he lowered his head, his bangs hiding his sinister eyes. His plan had been set into motion and soon, no one, not the Kira Task Force, Misa or even L could stop him. You will be his. His to keep, to cherish, and to use. 

The world were just his pawns, but you were something more. His muse. His salvation.

His goddess.

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