xxx Harry Potter x Death Note x YuGiOh crossover yaoi with future lemon. This fic contains spoilers

CHAPTER 1 IS REWRITTEN.

xxx I DO NOT OWN DEATH NOTE OR HARRY POTTER OR YUGIOH XXX

Rem watched from the Shinigami Realm in complete boredom down at the human world, as decades passed by in the rotten realm the Gods of Death had become lazy –bored even. It got to such a stage where if one was seen actively doing their job with their Death Notes then they'd be laughed and poked fun at for taking things so seriously. The Shinigami were quite taken by gambling and could occupy their time in the barren wasteland by whittling away what little possessions they had through their cards.

Such games did not interest Rem.

Shinigami don't really have friends either, not even each other and not all of them liked to gamble their time away. On the very corner of the desolate sunless world Rem could see perhaps the closest thing she could consider as a friend, spying down on one particular spot in the human world, staring through the thin portal of colour to the human that had enraptured their attention.

"It's his time isn't it?" said Rem softly as she approached the small Shinigami. She watched in morbid fascination as the little doll-like Shinigami cried, she didn't even know her kind were capable of such but then again until she had witnessed Gelus's feelings grow she did not know they could fall in love either. Gelus was viewed as pitiful in every sense of the word from the other Shinigami, he had nothing to gamble with so he threw himself into his 'work' with his Death Note. He was also the smallest of the Shinigami and his body was naught but mismatched patches of fabric sewn up in absolute haste as if the Creator had one eye shut as He brought Shinigami Gelus into being.

Rem had watched Gelus fall in love with a boy on the magical side of the human world, a boy named Harry Potter who rotted away in a prison cell that drained him of all joy.

"He can't die," sobbed Gelus, whilst they had a hand in Death even their knowledge of the transcendence of the human soul after they had killed them, was something they didn't know much about.

When someone dies, even to a Shinigami, they're simply dead, unless the Creator of All says otherwise.

"N-not yet," sobbed the pathetic Shinigami.

"But look, his eyes look so dead, perhaps it would be an end to his suffering," Rem stated quite coldly, which seemed to send a shoot of emotional pain through the stitched-up Shinigami.

"His eyes may be dead but his soul is so full of life," Gelus had witnessed the injustices on the boy in Azkaban prison and even before then and it maddened him, yet he could do nothing except admire and love him from afar. He contemplated going to the human world and visiting the boy in the cell so many times but feared rejection, for a Shinigami's love for a mortal could never be understood and it went against The Rules. Gelus had wanted someone to show love for the manipulated and broken boy and even if he did try to cross the portal to the human world, he was a weaker Shinigami then even Sidoh! His stitched up body would surely fall to pieces and then nobody would be able to watch over the boy with the same adoring, protective gaze.

Gelus had fallen head-over-stitches for a green eyed boy slumped up in the tiny singular prison cell, a boy wizard who was forsaken by all and his name was Harry Potter.

Through the Shinigami Eyes, they could see his life-span flicker before his natural death-time. Somebody was going to kill him and it was ripping Gelus apart.

"I can't let this happen, no, no, no," he choked, picking up his bone-pen and putting it to the aged paper as Rem suddenly knew what Gelus was going to do.

He was going to break The Rules of the Creator.

Azkaban:

Harry could barely regain his senses as the dementors finally moved to patrol further down the corridors, had they stayed any longer and his scar would have bled again from the memories of Voldemort he was forced to suffer through along with myriads of other painful moments. Faintly he could hear the footsteps of someone coming and instantly he knew what time it was even though there were no windows or clocks in Azkaban prison. It would surely be an auror come to try and force him into the showers or to give him a beating within an inch of his life.

Little did Harry know, that he wasn't going to be beaten within an inch of his life -tonight, it was supposed to be taken completely. He was supposed to be beaten to death.

Blinking away the tears and clearing his bleary vision he could see Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt approaching, but something wasn't quite right when he squinted and saw that his eyes looked ready to burst out of his skull. He was throwing himself into the wall as his body slid and hit the metallic floors with a sickening thud, and whilst Harry wasn't even approaching the auror he could tell...

Kingsley Shacklebolt was dead.

A mighty auror had been brought down by a well-placed heart-attack...not that anyone would believe that since he died as he was about to unlock the cell of Harry James Potter.

Shinigami Realm:

Rem watched with horror as she witnessed for the first time, first hand, one of her own kind dying before her very eyes. Gelus was turning into something that was neither sand nor dust and was somehow smouldering away in beautiful smoky wisps in a realm that had no wind to carry him away as he faded out of existence. The Death Note hit the floors of the Shinigami Realm with a soft drop and Rem listened to his last words. He would not heed her warnings about it being against the Creator's rules as he began to write the name of Harry's killer.

"Give him my Death Note...he's destined for greater things...he just needs...the chance..." and deep down he wanted Harry to have a token of his eternal love even if he would never know that it was there or that a Shinigami had been watching over him at all. Rem seemed to know though and watched with an unblinking stare as Shinigami Gelus simply ceased to be.

Picking up the Death Note from the ash-like remnants of Gelus that gently carried themselves through the windless air and out of existence, Rem watched from Gelus's post and slowly let her skeletal body fall through the thin swirling portal to the human world, ignoring the curious yellings of Shinigami behind her as she departed.

Shinigami are meant to take lives and shorten them, never to extend them as it went against the natural order that has been there since the concept of Death itself as the Creator said it should be. When a Shinigami extends the life of a mortal, he must pay for it with his own, there always has to be a price...and thus...Shinigami Gelus's lifespan had been added onto Harry James Potter's.

That, is how you kill a Shinigami.

You must get them to fall in love with you enough to die for you.

Azkaban:

Harry felt the unfamiliar feeling of terror sweep over him as the angry patrolling aurors yelled that he had somehow slain their fellow colleague, Shacklebolt.

"Were the others not enough?" they had snarled, and moved him into a shared cell with perhaps the most notorious prisoner in the entirety of Azkaban.

The Death Prophet.

There were rumors he was a sick and twisted squib or some muggle but either way he knew when everyone around him was going to die and he was never ever wrong about it. They thought him to be some type of seer with an amazingly dark ability, but he was dangerous, he'd killed all of his previous cell mates without so much as batting an eyelid. There was a rumor he'd even eaten one of them!

Harry was sure he was going to die.

"Here. Scum deserves scum, and if he hurts you -don't expect us to hear you screaming," snarled the aurors as he was dragged and thrown into a cell. His body gave a painful ache when he hit the floor and he heard the metallic sound of the cell door locking again. Blurrily he could make out a dark figure with two giant...almost glowing ruby-red iris's that looked like they were trying to pierce right through him.

The Death Prophet licked his lower lip in thought and whispered down to his new cell mate.

"You know, you look just like L,"

For some reason, the random statement had left Harry terrified in a way that dementors never could...

Rem continued to watch and frowned when she realized she couldn't see Harry's lifespan, but moments earlier she could see Harry's when Gelus had been alive! It didn't make sense, why couldn't she see it now? Though Shinigami Rem should be thankful even though she didn't know it, because the other hand of intervention that had blotted out the boy's lifespan would be the only thing that kept Harry's cell mate curious enough not to kill him.

Interesting things happen when Shinigami get bored . . .

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Hope you didn't mind the rewrite