Monster Heart (L x Reader) • Death Note Monster High AU

Chapter 1 | Ghostly Gossip

It was always absolute chaos on the first day of school, but you were lucky enough to skip out on all that chaos as a mid semester transfer student. The year had already started, but thanks to a little mix up with your paperwork you ended up having to show up to school a little later than everyone else. Sometimes being a ghost crates a lot of problems, especially when you died under mysterious circumstances so your date of death is relatively unknown. That's what caused the mess up in your paperwork, having no real idea when you actually died.

But you were here now, and the school just ended up accepting the date you put down anyway.

The hallways were long, winding and dimly lit. The lockers lining the walls shaped like coffins and the light fixtures were fastened to the roof with spiderweb shaped wires. Fitting for a school full of monsters.

You'd arrived yesterday, taking the day to unpack your stuff into your dorm. You didn't have a roommate as you were a late entrance, but that didn't bother you. Today was your first proper day, and really you weren't that nervous or over confident. You just treated it like any old day, school was never really that interesting to you.

After a while of floating around looking for your assigned locker, you finally managed to spot it at the end of the hall by the corner. Locker 259, right under a light fixture. You opened it up, shoving some of the heavy books you were carrying into it and sticking the copy of your timetable you made on the door.

Once the bell went you had hiss-tory, which wasn't the worst class to have first on a Monday. Could be worse, could be math. Rummaging through your bag to organise everything you'd need, anything you didn't have use for at the moment got shoved in your locker.

"Pencil case, de-composition book... hiss-tory textbook..." you muttered to yourself, double checking.

Satisfied you closed your locker and locked it up deciding to head to class now so you weren't late, expecting to get lost in these long halls at some point. Around the corner were all the club rooms, and you make sure to check the sign on each one to see what the school offered.

Music, drama, cooking, art, literature, student council room, school newspaper room, sport and ICT. Nothing really caught your eye, but maybe as the week went on you'd find out more about them and decide to join one.

"HEADS!"

A loud shout came from down the hall and when you looked up you saw a boy in a sport jacket toss a ball over the heads of everyone else at his friend to catch. Before you could react to it, the boy jumping to catch the ball knocked you with his backpack and sent you tumbling over. Not into the wall, through it. You were a ghost after all. You hit the ground with a thud and groaned in annoyance.

"God-damn casket ball boys..." you muttered.

When you sat up you found you'd tumbled into one of the club rooms, from the looks of it it was the newspaper club. The walls had pin boards and whiteboards full of notes, there were cameras on a shelf along with previous issues of the paper, the desks in the middle had a computer on each one. No one was inside at the moment, so no one managed to catch a glimpse of you'd rather embarrassing fall.

The room didn't seem too used, you knew there was an active school paper, but it seemed the club must be rather small. On the wall was a chart of the members and their roles, only two of them were written down.

L Lawliet, club president.
Nate 'Near' River, Vice President.

"Only two students are running this whole thing?" You muttered.

Before you could snoop any further, you heard the bell ring and you were quick to phase through the wall back out into the hall and zip through the crowds of monsters hoping to find your class before it started. To your luck, it was just around the next corner and you made it on time taking the seat not quite at the back bit off to the side.

The class was made up of about 16 people, most of them seemed to be already in friend groups.

A boy walked in, taking the seat in front of you and lazily dropping his bag onto the hook on the desk. The moment he was in your general area you were smacked with the smell of freshly baked cake. It was so good, it made you hungry. Maybe he was part of the cooking club?

His skin was light blue, his eyes dark and lifeless. Eyebags that were so big they had their own eyebags sat under his eyes. His hair was fluffy, jet black and on his white shirt was an arm band. The kind club leaders wore, and upon reading it you realised that this was the leader of the club you'd just crashed into the room of.

L Lawliet, from the looks of it he was a vampire. That explains the lifeless eyes then, he was dead. Well... undead.

The last student to walk in was clearly coming straight from the gym, as he still had his sport uniform on.

"Light! Where were you? I missed you!" A blonde in the front row said.

"Practice, we have a match remember? Shouldn't you and the other fear-leaders be practicing too" this Light guy replied.

They looked to both be shinigami, the boy having sharp teeth, grey skin with brown hair that looked almost like feathers. The girl has a bandage over one eye, but the other was bright red. She was deathly pale with purple markings on her skin under her lips. Both of them had wings, feathered and contrasting colours.

"We're doing practice at lunch now, since the dance team have the studio before school" the girl replied.

The door closed, the teacher walking in and doing that stereotypical teacher clap as he walked up to the desk.

"Alrighty guy, ghouls and creatures. You know the drill by now. Eyes, all of them, on me" he said.

The teacher looked oddly human, but the more you looked the more monster features you could see. Most likely a Hyde of some kind. The nameplate on the desk read Shuichi Aizawa, and he seemed to be the kind of teacher that's cool until you piss him off. Just from his tone of voice and the tally marks on the whiteboard telling you that someone had gotten in trouble with him and ended up spending 10 minutes in at lunch.

"We're getting a start in Ancient Egypt today, so I expect all the mummy's in this class to ace the unit. And none of you are to give the others the answers in exchange for hall passed understood?" He began.

The mummies all mumbled in agreement, clearly this had happened with last years class and everyone knew of the detentions that ensued.

"And Yagami, Lawliet..."

The two looked up from their desks.

"No arguments today please, I don't think my blood vessels can take another headache from you two passive aggressively insulting each other"

Ohh... tea. So they hated each other did they? Well they did seem like total opposites, one sat at the front and the other at the back. One was undead and the other WAS death. One was the head of the newspaper and one on a sport team. The two glared at each other from across the room, and you really wanted to know what the beef was.

"One more thing before we start... where are you- ah! There you are, ghost at the back I believe you're new" Aizawa said, looking over at you.

The classes attention turned to you, and suddenly you wished you were invisible rather than just transparent. Man you hated being stared at.

"Yeah, that's me. There was trouble with my paper work so... I'm a bit late" you replied.

"That's happened before with some of our undead students don't worry about it. We haven't done any major assignments yet anyway. It's (y/n) correct?"

"Yes, I'm (y/n)... uh... nice to meet everyone?"

Man why were introductions always so awkward..? Lucky for you though, the teacher kept it brief and simply wished you luck on the year before moving on to the class at hand. Aside from being knocked into a club room, the morning seemed to be going smoothly. And hey, you had two kids that hated each other's guys in your class, that would be some prime entertainment.