It was a cold, gloomy day. The sky was filled to the brim with grey rain clouds, whose eerie countenance ached to lessen their burdens. Tree's swayed their branches angrily in the wind as leaves blew across the cobbled streets.

Raito looked around at all the greenery with a wry smile. It wouldn't be long till everything was covered in icy blankets of snow. Yes, soon enough the whole city would be hidden in snow. Though it wasn't the snow itself that Raito liked so much, as it would have been for most people. No, Raito liked the way the snow concealed things. The way its white purity consumed all the vibrant fauna and cement roads as it conformed everything into a sea of white. Nothing, not a single blade of grass would escape the fury of the snow. The snow was omnipotent, everything else vanished it awe of its grandeur.

Raito himself liked to conceal things…like the notebook tucked safely inside his school pullover. Though it may have looked like any ordinary notebook with a red book cover on it, the fact remains that it wasn't just an ordinary notebook. It was the DEATHNOTE, a notebook that once belonged to the Shinigami or death-god named Ryuk, who now followed closely behind Raito wherever he went. However, now the death note was Raito's prized possession and with just a face and a name, he could snuff the life from anyone.

Of course, Raito wasn't as bad as that, no he wasn't as vile as he considered some of the filthy humans that walked the planet. Raito only judged criminals and condemned them to the death which they so deserved. Raito knew he was the only one who could do this. No-one else had the courage to sacrifice so much of themselves for such a just cause, yet Raito could do it and he would do it flawlessly as he did everything. Raito was perfect, he made perfect scores in his academics, he was top of his class, he was a caring and concerned older brother, an ideal son, and handsomely charming with the ladies. Raito was faultless, the ideal god of the new world he would soon create. He would rid this corrupt planet of criminals and only those he deemed good would live to flourish peacefully without dread or worry.

Still even though Raito was so immaculate there were still things that unnerved him, for instance, today in class as he had tried to concentrate on taking his finals there had been a strange student sitting behind him, which he had never seen before.

In fact, Raito was such a studious pupil who allowed his work to attain his full attention so often , that Raito hadn't noticed even noticed the peculiar boy until the teacher had scolded him

"You there, student, please sit properly." the teacher had commanded.

At this Raito had turned to face the reprimanded student . In doing so, Raito's amber eyes clashed with dark opalescent ones. The boy was abnormally pale, with messy ebony locks, but the most noticeable thing was the way he sat with his legs drawn up to his chest like a barricade.

Raito eyed him scrupulously and the student flashed him a lopsided smile, that seemed unfitting in mannerism. The gesture was lost on Raito, who did not return it but instead merely turned back around and stared down the test before him.

Hours had passed and now Raito found himself tailing the strange boy from before. The task had led him here sleuthing carefully behind the boy as he tread this deserted street. Raito watched carefully as the boy came to a sudden stop in front of a bakery to marvel at a sign in the window. Raito who had began to center his full attention on the boy, had not noticed the metal trash can which loomed before him. Then abruptly he tripped over the shiny object and it crashed onto the sidewalk with the thunder-clapping noise of Armageddon. Raito hid quickly behind the tree and leered cautiously at the boy, who now glanced warily in that direction and Raito thought for a moment that he had seen him smile.

"You can come out, I have been aware you were following me since I left school." remarked the boy.

Raito stepped bashfully, from behind the tree. He approached the boy wordlessly who like wise was speechless.

Raito forced and interested glance at the sign in the bakery window, which read.

" Just in Crumpets and English Tea."

The boy let out a sigh as he too, glared at the sign avidly once more.

"I suppose you like this kind of thing?" Raito asked feigning interest.

The boy nodded.

"Very much so."

"What's your name?"

"Ryuga Hideki"

Raito attempted to stifle a laugh, but failed. This aided him in re-obtaining the other boys attention.

"Like that prissy Idol, my sister fawns over?" he laughed

"Yes." was the boy's solemn reply.

Raito forced himself to gain his composer.

"Well, that oddly coincidental." he stated.

Raito received a blank uninterested stare in reply and Raito discovered that he was eager to urge the conversation further forward. He opened his mouth to ask another question, but was interrupted by the sound of a car screeching to a stop. Raito turned his eyes the direction of the sound and saw a solid black car with an old man inside beckoning at Ryuga, who spoke to dismiss himself.

"There's my uncle, I must be going. Perhaps I will see you around." he smiled.

Raito nodded , and could not find the will to use his vocal cords. He stared stormily as the car drove down the street in the direction which he and Ryuga had just come from.

Raito turned to peer once again at the bakery.

"….Crumpets and English tea… strange…" he muttered to himself as he aimed his footsteps homeward.

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