"Kid, hurry up! We were supposed to be at school an hour ago!" Liz yelled at her meister from outside the mansion.

"But I can't leave without checking everything for symmetry!" Kid yelled back at his weapon from inside.

"What's the big deal sis? We've been late before," Patty said.

"Well, yeah, but recently these two boys in the front of the class have been looking at us weird when we come in three hours late," Liz said.

"Oh, those guys? They sure do look funny, don't they sis?"

"They wouldn't have to look funny if KID JUST HURRIED UP ALREADY!"

"Symmetry takes time!" Kid yelled back.

"If you don't come out soon, we're leaving without you," Liz threatened.

"Leave without me then. I still need to make sure that the toilet paper is perfectly folded, the candles are burnt perfectly, all the picture frames ar-"

"Yeah, yeah, we get it! We'll leave without you! Come on Patty, maybe they won't glare at us if we're only an hour late," Liz said and started walking to the school.

"Or maybe, they'll glare even harder because we broke our pattern of lateness," Patty suggested and followed her sister.

"I guess we'll just have to see."

Hours later, Kid was finally satisfied with his work and started skateboarding to school. On his way, a black book on the floor caught his eye. He stooped and picked it up. "Death Note?" he read. "'The human whose name is written in this note shall die. This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected. If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen. If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack. After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.' Very funny Father. Did Spirit give you the idea?"

Kid didn't get an answer, so he closed the book and put it back on the floor. He started to skate away, but stopped. 'I should probably give it back to Father,' Kid thought and picked it up again, 'just to prove to him that I'm not a little kid anymore, I don't fall for these silly pranks.' Kid rode to school with the death note under his arm.

A/N: I hope you like chapter one. Sorry it's so short. Most chapters will probably be short. Please review, tell me what you think.