Hello everybody, I know I haven't written in a while... though I don't think you people really care haha :) . Anyway, this is my version of Death Note and how I wish the story had been... I use some parts in the TV series mostly to show the reader at what time everything took place... Hope you enjoy, please review. I don't mind critical/harsh reviews, just don't go crazy and say terrible things about me, it gets annoying. BTW, it starts with Night's POV, but don't worry, L comes in soon (and if you're looking to read about Light, this story isn't for you.) Anyway, on with the story!

It had been many months after "Kira" began to kill criminals. Everyone thought he was either a god or a demon. Night, having had lived her whole live knowing about Gods of Death and the Death Note, Knew it was neither a demon nor a god, it was just another human who happened to find a Death Note. She herself had one too. It was mostly just for talking to her angelic looking shinigami. She enjoyed the company of her shinigami above all else, he was the only thing she could see since she made the trade. Night had had her Death Note since the day she was born, her father made sure of that. Night lie in her bed, wondering about the Kira case. She knew how Kira killed because she too, had a Death Note, though she only used it twice. From her research on her own, she'd figured out that Kira was in Japan. Also, that he was a student and very smart. Night had figured it all out while in Canada, alone in her apartment. I bet L is working on this case. Can't wait to show him all my work. I bet he'll be proud. It's been a while since he left, does he still remember me?

She and L had both lived in Wammy's house. They'd been best friends for their whole life. L left to go be a detective, Night was going to join him, but she'd been asked to stay back and teach the younger children. She could not refuse. Two of the children were Near and Mello, she loved both endlessly, and they loved her back. She left the orphanage when Mello was 11 and moved to Canada, Where she became the best detective in Canada and fourth (and sixth since she also posed as Marina Carter) in the world. She did all her cases alone, then contacted the police and told them all the information needed. Well that is somewhat a lie, she did all her cases with Misha, her shinigami. Misha had been with her since the day she was born.

Night got up from her soft bed and slowly paced across her familiar room into the halls she'd memorized. She turned to her kitchen. She turned to her fridge. She reached the third shelf, to her left, same as always, to grab her iced-tea. Two step to the table. She sat down and began to drink her tea.

"Hey Misha?" Night whispered. "do you remember L?"

"Yes. He was the strange one right? The one you always protected. He wasn't afraid of me." he answered."

"you erased his memories, about you and the Death Note, didn't you?"

"yes, I didn't want him to get into trouble for being 'superstitious', but he still recognizes the words shinigami or God of Death, even the Death Note, though he doesn't know if they're real or where he heard the words, it'll merely 'ring a bell' as human would say." Misha looked at his human "I hope that doesn't upset you"

"not at all, I was just wondering ... since a year before he left he stopped saying 'hi' to you and never mentioned your name he used to send me when I was still at Wammy's. I guess it confused me." Night threw out her empty iced-tea bottle. She reached her hand toward her radio. It was new so she ran her hands over it in search of the 'on' button. Finally, finding it, she pressed it. The man on her favourite station was chattering about the Kira case. "... Kira strikes again, but don't worry citizens! The best detective in this world, know as L, is on the case..."

"I was right. L is working on the Kira case." she smiled and had a short-lived fantasy of her and L working on another case together, just like they used to. She got up and wandered to her living room. Night lay on the couch and listened to her radio, abandoned in the kitchen.

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After a couple hours of doing nothing, Night began to write notes about the Kira case. Once she'd finished the 19th page, she slid the sheets into an envelope and sent it to Wammy's house, addressing it to L. Roger would know where he was, and when he saw who it was from, he'd send it directly to L. Roger would recognize her writing. Her apartment was far from the post office, but it was impossible for her to drive, so she walked. Night followed her shinigami across the town, putting in her full trust to follow him straight to where she needed to go. Misha was her eyes. They arrived at the post office and sent the package. Before coming back, Night bought herself her favourite tea and L favourite candy. She also made sure to buy Misha a hot chocolate and a glazed maple doughnut.

"Thanks Night!" squealed, hardly containing a wide smile of absolute joy at seeing his doughnut. "mmm, Yummy maple doughnut," he purred giddily on the way back "and hot chocolate too! Night must be happy about something! Or very sad ... Gosh darn it Night, you still puzzle me!"

Night stayed in her apartment for the next few weeks, waiting for Wammy's house to respond, or even L. Though she knew it wasn't likely for L to answer directly. Even though she knew the chances of either answering were about 13%, She waited. Finally, a few weeks later she got an answer from Wammy's house, it was not L's location, but all the research he had done which since they knew each other so well, may as well have been the exact co-ordinates to the very spot he was crouching in at that very moment.

"Misha?" She called her shinigami.

"Yes? He floated in, holding a box of Timmy's doughnuts.

"Let's go to Japan" Night declared, smiling.

"do they have good doughnuts?" he countered, holding his box protectively.

"Probably, and if they don't, I'll make you some? How 'bout it?"

"Okey, I go" Misha said cutely.

"goody" Night smiled.