𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄

二十七 | 𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍
𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒

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Shit.

(Y/N) let her thoughts sink into a bitter mindset as she walked with Arata down the hallways of her school, the synchronized tolling of the bell signaling it was the end of the day.

I was careless.

I was too fucking careless.

Now L knows, this... boy knows... and I can't do anything about it!

Gritting her teeth until she was sure they would crack, she had to quickly let the anger that painted her expression drop as soon as she heard a familiar voice calling her name, whirling around the meet the brown eyes of Ayako, the girl looking flushed as she kept glancing at Arata.

"Hey, (Y/N), where are you going?" She asked, shifting her gaze to the ground in a shy manner. "Aren't we... aren't we going to walk home together?"

"Ah... sorry, Ayako," (Y/N) gave a strained smile as she gestured to Arata behind her who merely stood there with an innocent smile playing on his lips as if he hadn't practically threatened her to walk with him only mere moments ago. "I promised Hayato-san here that I would walk with him since he's still pretty new here."

"Oh... okay," Ayako said, a bit disappointed that (Y/N) didn't even introduce her to Arata as she watched them both start to walk away.

(Y/N) wished she could strangle both of them at that moment since she knew Arata would use his naturally charming looks to get what he wanted, and that Ayako would easily fall for it.

Fuck good-looking people.

You want them and hate them at the same time it seems for some reason.

"That another friend of yours?" Arata laughed softly as he and (Y/N) passed through the front gates of the school, his hands easing casually into his pockets. "She's quite adorable."

"What do you want?" She instead snapped, irritated that he was even talking to her.

"I want to know you."

"Well, I don't," she scoffed, rolling her eyes at his absurd statement. "If you really are another holder of the Death Note, then suddenly murdering over a hundred inmates was a pretty stupid move on your part."

"Maybe," he shrugged, giving her a coy smile before wrapping a hand around her shoulders and pulling her in close. "But I'd say it was pretty successful if it meant gaining your attention."

Immediately, she pushed him away.

What the hell?

Doing something like that in public...

Wait.

Sliding her gaze to the corner of her eye, (Y/N) cautiously turned her head to see that Agent Gevanni was indeed still following them, his blue eyes holding a suspicious look rather than the stoic one like usual when watching her.

Well, shit again.

Now I know why he's acting like this.

He wants in on the investigation, but why?

"This little act of yours doesn't fool me," she almost growled, feeling her fingers twitch as they ached to wrap around the knife she kept in her bag and run it through his neck. "Tell me... why did you approach me? Was it to gain intel on the Kira investigation? Do you want to kill L?"

Her only answer was a glance.

Practically boiling on the inside, yet not showing it outwardly, (Y/N) finally arrived at the station where she would take the bus to her house, practically begging for the vehicle to get there already so she could part with him. Imagine her surprise when he got on with her.

"You... live in Akishima City?" She furrowed her brows, currently the two right now being in Tachikawa City of Central Tokyo.

"No," he answered, once more looking down at her as they sat down. "But you do."

"Excuse me?"

"I think it'd be better if I showed you why I approached you, besides the fact that you are undeniably my type."

Wrinkling her nose at his last comment, (Y/N) turned away from him and looked out the window, thinking through all the events of that day before suddenly realizing that Edu had gone unnaturally quiet. Glancing above her to the humming Shinigami, she could see that he was focused on something unseen by her.

That's right...

If Arata Hayato truly does have a Death Note... that means he has a Shinigami as well.

Is that who Edu is focused on?

Finally arriving home, Arata barging inside to greet her mother, (Y/N) stalked up to her room with him right behind her before she locked her door and sat at her desk. Arata chose to sit on her bed, looking around the room with more than mild intrigue.

Clearing her throat to gain his attention, she said, "So, what did you want to show me?"

"Ah, right," he smiled, ruffling through his bag to pull out a black journal, the words 'Death Note' scrawled on the cover in white ink. "Here. You should touch this to know what I mean."

Raising an eyebrow, she let the pads of her fingers rest against the almost rough surface of the book, flinching when finding more than one God of Death standing in her room. This new one was tall, having to slouch over to fit in her room. A shock of black hair stood out from his head with lips that stretched into a smile to reveal sharp teeth along with yellow eyes that glowed in the darkness of her room. He had long arms that ended in sharp talons, wearing all black with fur around his waist and shoulders, chains around it.

"Is this... your Shinigami?" She questioned, Arata's response being a quick nod of his head and a playful smile, the look irritating her greatly. "So? What does this have anything to do with why you approached me?"

"Heh, she's quite a feisty one," the new Shinigami cackled, his voice just as raspy as Edu's, yet a bit more deeper in pitch.

"Who are you?" She narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, yes, I probably should introduce myself... I am the Shinigami, Ryuk. Nice to meet you."

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To be continued...