Thanks for checking this story out! The idea of a Death Note Bleach Crossover came to me while browsing deviantART. This is my first time writing something that isn't poetry based so please bear with me.
Oshimai Suta-to means The end, the begining in Japanese.
OMG! IT"S A DISCLAMER! Of course I don't own Bleach or Death Note! Then this wouldn't be called FanFiction! 'k?
L Lawliet opened his eyes. He looked around. He could see his body next to him. Apparently, he was dead. Well, this was a strange phenomenon. L had never thought much about death. Yes, he knew that the Kira case would require him to put his life on the line, and yes he knew that he might have died. But the one thing he had never thought of was what it would be like after his death. Not that it really mattered now, anyway. Kira -no, Light had killed him. Somehow using that black notebook of death.
He shifted to his crouch and stuck his thumb in his mouth. So far what he knew was that he was dead. But maybe people could still see him. Then he could go on like he never died, and bring justice to that mass murderer. L shook his head slightly. To think that Light of all people. But L couldn't say that he didn't see it coming. He had always had a bit of suspicion for the other man. And Light had always acted too perfect.
Back to his seeing plan. He noticed a passerby and walked over to the little kid. L waved his hand in front of the kid's face. No such luck. The kid didn't even blink. Today just wasn't his day, was it?
Amazingly, he didn't know what to do. The famous detective L couldn't exactly go and solve criminal cases if no one could see him. He was dead. A spirit or ghost he had supposed. That would explain why. He also noticed the strange chain attached to his chest. It was broken. On top of that, he was getting hungry. L wanted some sweets. And where the hell was Wateri? From what he could recall before he died, Wateri had gotten a heart attack as well. Had Light gotten him? If so, where was his ghost or soul? If a ghost could see other ghosts.
If indeed this was possible, then L decided he should go see him. This whole business of being dead was really starting to confuse him. Was this supposed to be the afterlife? A lonely existence with no other people to talk to? Although, that was ironic coming from him. So assuming that Wateri was dead as well as himself, and that ghosts could see ghosts, he should be able to find Wateri, and talk with him as well. It made some sense to L. But things almost never turn out as thought.
Apparently some god out there hated him because for some reason a dark hole appeared in the sky. And a strange monster came out of it. The thing was gigantic. It was gray colored, had a bear like body, and a strange hole in it's chest. But what L noticed most about it's appearance was the ugly white mask on it's face.
The thing roared. It's cry was filled with blood lust. It was such a horrible cry, L was surprised when no passerby turned to look at it. No one seemed to notice it's screaming either. Perhaps the thing was a spirit as well. He hoped that the thing wouldn't be his only company in the afterlife.
The roaring stopped. The thing turned it's head toward him. It's slitted yellow eyes narrowed. A wicked smile broke out on it's face. L knew it could see him. It looked like it was about to attack. The monster had not shown any interest in the people walking by it. All it's attention was on him.
L's body tensed as fight-or-flight response took over. What would this thing want with him? He had never even seen this sort of thing. He had done nothing to provoke it. Perhaps this was all happening because of his death. Seeing as the monster could see him, it might be another spirit. L hoped he wouldn't become like the thing. And the way it was acting, did it want to kill him? He wasn't too sure if you could die after death.
L knew he had to do something before it struck. He might not know anything that was happening to him at the moment, but he knew that the thing wanted to hurt him.
Too late-it attacked.
It's giant claw came down to hit him, but it never reached.
A man in a black kimono stood there, his sword blocking the giant paw.
So what did you think? Was it good or did it suck? I've got a plan for how the story might go in the future and would really love a review. Constructive criticism highly appreciated!
-Kichi