Kira C

Death Note/MPD Psycho Crossover: Merges both universes while deviating from both plotlines.

Chapter One: Yume

Darkness descended with the rain gushing through the gutters and alleyways; rain that flowed like thin blood under the heavily clouded sky. It was cold, very cold -- the shiver that spread gooseflesh all over his limbs strangled his contorting form as he ran, strangled him with the sickening aura of its presence. He felt the bile rising in his throat.

"No." The air around him, permeating throughout, filled his lungs but smothered him instead of revitalizing; its cold burning his chest as he gasped lifting his hand to reach for a shadow hovering above him. He stumbled backwards as the raindrops turned into sticky blood clotting on his hands, the coagulation slimy and bringing a stab to his abdomen as his stomach twisted; he retched and fell to his knees. "No."

"You can't do it without me."

"No." He trembled and shook his head, the shiny raindrops turning crimson in his hair, overpowering the brown; he refused to glance forward as footsteps approached, the voice echoing: 'You can't do anything without me.' Only when a hand grabbed his hair did he look up, the heavily shadowed face surprising him with its brown eyes glinting red. He noted the blood drenching the other's shoulders, drops on his cheek that a quick tongue licked up a second later. "Who are…."

He retched again, shivering as the black notebook appeared on the asphalt beside him, its pen lay enticingly within reach, tipped crimson as the wind beckoned him with voices screeching in his ear.

"I'm justice…you can't…."

"Blind justice." The other grabbed his hair with a painful tug, a pale hand reaching for the left side of his face. "So you don't need this." The fingers slipped around his eye, wrenching into the socket with a terrifying plop; agony crashed through him, the laugh that followed deafening his eardrums as his surroundings slid out of focus. "You can't do anything without me…Light…."

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Light awoke and stretched, his heart beating fast even as the dream faded, keeping all its secrets. His expression cold as he turned to his alarm clock, he barely registered Ryuk's voice greeting him with requests for apples. The Shinigami floated above him as he lifted himself from the bed, his bare feet hitting the hardwood floor before finding the slippers beneath the bed.

Daylight peeked from behind the window blinds, fighting the dullness of his unlit bedroom; his eyes roamed to his desk, disinterested in all else as his legs dragged him from the bed. Ryuk continued to float around him, begging him for apples; the Shinigami's voice drowning in his ears as Light reached his chair.

'That dream….'

His eyes studied the drawer that hid the Death Note, the space between his stomach and lungs churning, bubbling as his dream came back only as splashes of gray; the voice unremembered though his left eye suddenly blurred, burning as though he could feel someone's fingers trying to rip it out.

He jerked back in his chair, closing his eyes and shaking his head; he switched on the television as he reopened them -- to see the normal morning program interrupted by the News.

'There's still criminals out there willing….' Light placed his elbow on the desk, his head laying on his hand as he watched the News unfold. His eyes widened and he knocked his chair back as he stood, the images horrific and adding to his disgust. His insides burned seeing the censored but noticeably naked bodies dug up from the ground, tops of their skulls cut off with flowers growing from the exposed brains.

"This is…this is…." Light's nails dug into his palms as the fists he unknowingly made tightened, his teeth ground together as his eyes refused to leave the screen. The moment the programming switched to commercial he lunged to the drawer containing the Death Note, stopping only as he realized the culprit remained unknown, and so his ability as Kira remained useless. "Damn it."

'If criminals can get away with that what's the point to your justice?'

Light clutched the left side of his head, the pounding there intensified by the voice echoing the word justice as the images swirled behind his closed eyelids; it resonated with images of another brutal crime scene, one where young adult female bodies were found hacked to pieces and naked. One scene had the head hung to a tree overlooking the rest of the body.

He fell to his knees recalling that atrocity, his brain swirling with pain as nausea ripped through his stomach -- it'd happened years ago, before he had the Death Note, long before he could do anything about it. The only good thing was a loved one of one of the victims had killed the bastard and ended the atrocities -- though he hadn't thought vigilantism was justice at that time.

He had to receive the Death Note to realize that executing criminals was justice; the justice that would make him the god of his ideal world.

"How could the police not know who…." Light breathed in deeply as he tried to steady his shudders, pushing himself to his feet after the nausea passed. "Anyway, I need to get to class even though I want to investigate this….if I skip class and go straight to headquarters, L will assume I want to find the culprit because I'm Kira."

Reluctantly, yet glad to have an excuse, he turned off the television before the News returned, knowing it'd be the talk of campus and probably be discussed at the task force headquarters. His left eye burned once more as he left his room, heading out of the house without breakfast when his stomach continued to churn with nausea.

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A/N: I played around with the idea for this crossover in my head for a few days before writing this chapter, but it took me not finding any place for MPD Psycho fanfiction on this site to decide to actually write this crossover, and I hope there's enough interest among the readers here to keep me writing this fic. I don't have a set plot to this fic yet, it's more like wanting to explore how I can merge the two manga/anime and to explore the answers to some questions such a combination can raise. I hope you enjoy it.