Chapter 9::Exclusion::

I go into Lights room silently after him, and sit in my usual spot at the end of his bed.

"I have someone tailing me." I get right to the point. No point in wasting time, might as well this little arc over with before I get sad about it.

"Me too. Ryuk saw him today on my way home." I nod stiffly.

"Mine's name is David Lincher. They're FBI." I say, Light looks at me, as if expecting more. "I don't really remember his face."

"So that's who L's using to probe the NPA." He says thoughtfully. "How'd you find out?"

"Good old fashioned seduction." I smirk, Light actually looks a bit worried, I laugh. "I'm kidding. I felt like I was being watched so I tried to figure out if I was. Then I got myself lost so his hero complex would kick in." I proudly recount my badassery. "Then I acted like he was a mugger so he showed me his badge." Ryuk laughs.

"Smart girl." The Shinigami comments. Light nods in approval, then thinks for a moment. "Light." The boy looks up from where he's sitting at his desk chair. He folds his arms behind his head and leans back. He has my attention too, so I perk my head up. Is this the Eyes talk? "There are two big differences between shinigami, and humans who have a Death Note." It is!

Wait, what if Light suggests I get them? Hell to the no that's what. "Do you know why Shinigami write names?"

"You're in a really talkative mood today, Ryuk." Something about his smile is literally too fucking cute. "How would I know?"

"It's because Shinigami gain extra life from humans," I raise my eyebrows in surprise, trying to act like I didn't know that. I KNOW ALL.

"Extra life?!" Light certainly seems interested. Probably wishing for a way HE could get extra life too. That definately be Godly, to live forever.

"Say someone's natural lifespan is 60. If a shinigami were to kill them at 40, then the remaining 20 years would be added onto the Shinigami's lifespan." He explains. That's pretty damn cool. What if the Death Note did that for humans? Bad times. That's what. "So, unless they're really lazy, they can't be killed by anything. I have seen Shinigami die naturally though. Living through centuries without remembering to write a single name." That would literally be me as a Shinigami. I know the other way to kill a shinigami, but I ain't saying shit about that. "And I don't know it myself, but apparently another way to kill a Shinigami does exist." HA I KNOW THAT. "But either way, we Shinigami don't do anything to help or harm the human world. It really doesn't mean anything to us. "They just get life from humans, and do nothing. We don't even know what we're here for anymore. The Shinigami Realm has really gone to the dogs." Ryukkie, do you need a hug? I'll hug you later. I promise.

"You're a real fool, Ryuk!" Light turns in his chair, an excited grin on his face. "A Shinigami comes down once every hundred, no thousand years, and the human world is completely transformed." He shrugs. "Your existence..the Shinigami World..It's so meaningful it's scary. That's true any time." I stand from the bed.

"He's Right, Ryukkie." I pat his broad back, I have to stretch my arm to reach.

"...You think?" He asks, almost shyly. God he's so fricken cute. I love this guy. I will never stop loving him.

"If the place is really as bad as you say, why not take some back from what you learned here?"

"Reality TV and Apple Trees!" I grin and add.

"You might actually be really positive thinkers."

"Of course." Light says. "If we weren't, we wouldn't have thought we could make the world a better place."

"But, if you write humans' names into the Death Note, either of you, you won't get any extensions." He holds up one claw-like finger. "That's the first big difference between a Shinigami and a human with a Death Note." His shadow is cast against the wall, large and menacing. He looks even more badass than usual.

"This is way more interesting than the things you've told us before, nobody knows this stuff." Well, I did but whatevs.

"I know." The Death God grins impossibly wider. "This next bit may be even more interesting. Though, this isn't about extending your lifespan. It's about shortening it." For the love of god, Light, don't you dare suggest I do the eye deal. "We Shinigami look down into the human world, and choose who to write in their notebooks. How do we know what the person's name is just by looking at them?" Ryuk leans directly in Light's face, who scoots away some, eyes wide in shock. "Because a shinigami's eyes…"

I wonder if I could just bribe Ryuk into giving me the eyes with enough apples.

"Can see a human's name and lifespan." Light echos him, but I'm not really paying attention at this point. Well, I mean Ryuk really likes apples, and he seems to really like me, so maybe I could convince him. Not until I absolutely need to, and I probably won't ever. Wait, am I actually considering this? This Kira shit must really be starting to get to my head, because I really REALLY don't want the eyes. I couldn't live with seeing how long the people I care about have left until they die.

"...Is out of the question." Oh geez, did I really miss that much of the conversation? Shit. I just realized I just kinda stand quietly through almost everything. Maybe I should be contributing to the conversation? That would probably be good. "'Get it out of the way first'?" SHIT I MISSED A BUNCH AGAIN. Aw, Light-o is so cute when he's annoyed.

"A little late for first, isn't it?" I laugh awkwardly. There, contribution! Light nods in agreement.

"You should tell us this kind of thing when we meet, or write it in the rules." Savage.

"Uh...Yeah." Poor Ryuk. Just got the Light Sass.

"Are there any other deals or rules I should hear about, Shinigami Ryuk?" Savage, man.

"Uh. No."

"Hm..that's too bad. If the deal had been for your wings, I may have seriously considered it. Flying around with a God of Death's wings would be very God-like." I roll my eyes and whack him on the shoulder kinda lightly.

"No, you wouldn't." I say. He laughs.

"I was joking." He says. "But still, if I cut all these deals for eyes and wings, I'd almost be a real Shinigami."

"Don't worry Light. Even without all that.."Ryuk grins. "You're already a fine shinigami."

I sigh as Light waves goodbye, walking off to his date. Fuck my life. I should have known the cafe wasn't an actual date. I was kinda hoping he'd take me, but I guess not. Maybe the shitty fanfiction that is my life just isn't a romance. Not that I'd wanna go on a bus jacking date anyway, but still. He could have asked.

I resort to pouting in my room until he gets back.

Quite a while goes by before I hear the front door open. I peak my head out and see Light coming up the stairs. Judging by the look on his face, I'd say he's deep in scheming. I follow him into his bedroom and close the door behind me softly. Wow, in a different context this could get very sexual. But, nope! Only murder.

"How was your date?" I say with the saltiest tone I can. Light looks at me with what I call, the "What the fuck Evelyn?" face. I mean I see it all the time, so of course I had I name it.

"As fun as you would expect a bus-jacking to be." He sits down at his desk, and I laugh, sitting on the corner of it. He gives me another look. Yeah, I know you don't like that. But I'm doing it anyway. Deal.

"You got your next move?"

"Of course." He says, smiling. No, actually, it's more of a smirk,

"Alright, lay it on me." I grin.

OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY. I haven't abandoned this quite yet! Hopefully he next update will be sooner. ;-; Thanks for sticking around.