My depressing-ness is wearing off. I put on that facade to start this story and now it's gone. everything is happier and more embarrassing. in further chapters I might have to change the category (like, Romance, Horror, Parody etc...) to something else. Don't worry, not romance. I don't do that kinda stuff. Love is okay between brothers. still don't like? I've haven't gotten there yet so don't worry.

A disreputable essence caterwauled across the sky making birds careening in all directions while I followed in a much less efficient way – by foot, and dodging people. The essence(Fate) seemed to be following someone or something(Watari) traveling on the ground. It spiraled downwards and disappeared.

I stopped running.

Someone ran into me.

On any other day, I would have probably knocked the 'someones' lights out before they have gotten within three feet of me, but today I was terribly disoriented, mostly from chasing something I couldn't see down a sidewalk littered with people.

I whirled and took a defensive stance (Jiu-Jitsu, I'm best at that because I have actually practiced it a bit. All the other marital arts I've learned from books.) The person was no other than Light Yagami. I let a frown of disapproval cross my face.

"yes?" I reverted to a more publicly acceptable posture and stared at him warily.

"Why 'pant' … why do you think I'm K – ."

"Because you are! Look at the characters floating above your head in Latin! Only your name is shown! It is the result of a rule the Shinigami King made to keep the users of the notebook's life-span's in line. I guess the numbers change so often that* … "

I started to get weird glances from people walking in the streets.

Light Yagami drew a shuddering breath.

– – –

* The reason I know these things is because when I first acquired my eyes from the shinigami, who shall remain unnamed(***), It told me why it had the eyes in the first place. Of course it didn't use the term, Death Note which you are familiar with, but Killing Notebook. You get the idea though. As you will see further in my record, that the eyes aren't the only thing I had gotten from the shinigami. Namely a pair of very useless wings and resilience to almost all physical injuries(imitating that of the shinigami's themselves, but I feel the pain and consequences of the wound while they don't). Explaining why I am able to bear bullet wounds through my chest and breathe at the same time.

– – –

"I... am... not... KIRA!" he was pale with rage (or anxiety.)

"Just keep telling yourself that buddy, you're using the killing notebook aren't you."

"Killing note – "

A shinigami drifted down from nowhere in particular to stand at Light's shoulder. It munched lazily at an apple and said, "looks like you've been found out."

Our Kira got even paler.

"not Kira?" I asked again, "Hey Ryuk."**

"Hey Kid," cackled the shinigami. "how was prison?"

"pretty terrible. How about we pick this up later, I'm looking like a lunatic. Someone's gonna call the police... and I have a criminal record to mind."*

– – –

* mind Light can't understand my conversation with the shinigami besides for 'Hey Ryuk'. Here, we go through a number of European languages and some Arabic.

(***) Ryuk, that's why I know him.

**Here Light Yagami stutters in bemusement and tries to interrupt our conversation but fails.

– – –

By now, Light Yagami had slunk away to mope somewhere. He knew he was going to prison sooner or later. Most likely thought I was going to turn him in. Even if I could, I wouldn't I would want to see how this would end. Of course, I intend to bust someones plans along the way. Light was probably going to check if L didn't have red eyes. Poor poor Lawli, he had to deal with Kira. If Kira didn't have to power to kill instantly, I wouldn't have worried, but of course... I'm going to have to do some stalking.

– – –

*I really hope not. Hope doesn't like me though.[author's note. Yaoi is comical here I decided to add it because I don't particularly like Light and intend to embarrass him a lot.]

**criminal record remember, and escaped convict status, I'll get sent right back to the prison in Arizona if I try to get within a block of a police station.

– – –

~~ Back at the stuffy hotel room.

When Light got back to where the rest of the investigation team was, he wasn't surprised to see L. He made sure that L didn't have blood red eyes, like the person out on the street had and sat down, slightly comforted.

"Light-kun." L was staring at him, being slightly creepy.

"L?"

"Did you happen to eat jam today."

"Jam? Like grape jelly?"

"yes..."

"uh...no."

"did you happen to meet..."

"yeah, I saw your twin, it was pretty scary. He had red irises."

"shit."

I walked into a metal door today.

I feel like an idiot.

Thanks for reading.*

Thanks for reading two sentences from my personal journal. almost half the journal is : "I feel like an Idiot." sad isn't it?