Hey readers! Thanks for even taking the time to click on my story. I have recently watched death note and found that there were hardly any love story's for Near. Since he is one of my favourite characters I decided to write one of my own. I will apologise now because this chapter will be very long but I do need to set the background for my story and promise the others will not be so long. The picture is also what Heidi looks like when she is young. The first couple of chapters will be about her when she is young but after that there will be a time skip and everything. Tnx everyone 😆😆😆😆😆
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I wore a long coat, a hat and black shades to conceal what I was. The people around me couldn't see what was hidden beneath them. I kept looking around the airport at all the people. The family's laughing after coming back from their holiday. I gripped the hand of Watari because I was nervous. He looked down at me and smiled.

"Everything will be fine now. You will be safe and happy." I nodded slowly. How could something like me be happy? I would never be accepted. What am I you ask? I am half God, half human...

There are things in this world that you wouldn't believe were true. Like the legend of the Shinigami the gods of death. You wouldn't think they were real but I assure you they are. Did you ever think that only gods of death exist? No, more gods exist. I was the daughter of a nature god. My father was a nature god, know as the spirit of the arctic fox. His name is something I have never known, there was no picture in the house, no memory of him other than the little information my Mother gave me. The reason for this is simple. My Father is dead. When my Father fell in love with my Mother he broke the most important rule in for a nature spirit. Never fall in love with a human! When the King of the nature gods found out that my Mother was pregnant with my Father's baby, my Father was killed. My Mother however was left alone. It is the job of the Shinigami and fate to decide when a human died and the nature gods never killed a human because of this. They didn't need to kill humans to have their lifespan added on to these. They had a different way of living. This was that it the animal of their spirit wasn't extinct they would continue to live. So, my Father would have still been alive because the arctic foxes haven't died out, but this is of course not the case.....

My Mother always told me I looked a lot like my Father. With my hair as white as snow and my eyes a bright red colour. not to mention my snowy white tail and ears. Yes, I said tail and ears. It is part of being the daughter of a nature god with the spirit of the arctic fox. This is why I would never be accepted by anyone other than my Mother who was now dead and Watari, and if all that wasn't enough to make me a freak and outsider there was also the matter of my high intelligence. I am able to absorb a massive amount of information and store it. My brain was like a computer were I carefully filled everything.

My mother died when I was 9 years old. She was walking home from work one night when she was mugged and shot by a desperate man. The man was caught and it turned out he had a sick pregnant wife at home with not enough money to buy medicine for her. I was of course desperately sad at my Mother's passing although I have never hated that mugger for what he did. He was just trying to protect his family and I know Mother would have understood too. That was the kind of person she was. She understood people, listened to them and solved their problems as best she could. She loved to help people and I have always admired her for that. When she died they checked the small apartment and found me there. My existence was kept a secret, because of this I never went to school and never went outside. I stayed at home while my Mother went to work. Not that I really needed to go to school. By the age of 6 I already had a reading age of 14 and knew 3 different languages. The police took me to the government were I explained what I was. They said they couldn't let me go in case people found out. If that happened they would know that Shinigami also existed and it would send the world into a mass panic, and so they looked me up. In a dark cellar 500 feet underground with no escape.

I was trapped with no way out simple for being born. I was used to being alone but even when I was alone at home I would always know Mama would come home soon. This was different. I had no one to talk to until the day I met Watari. He said he wanted to take me to a special orphanage for children like me that were really smart. I really wanted to go but the government wouldn't allow me to go. Even though they said no, Watari would visit me in my cell in France from time to time and these were the things I looked forward too the most. Watari was the only one other than my Mother that accepted me and because of this he became very dear to me, but this all changed when I turned 12...

At 12 the government agreed to let me go to this orphanage in England. Since I already knew English it was no problem for me but the reason they finally agreed was unknown to me. I sat on by the window on the flight to England with Watari next to me and took out my drawing notepad and pens. Drawing had been something I had always loved. I loved the fact that I could create such beautiful pictures. I studied the best way to make my picture come alive. I used to draw scenes on meadows, and sunsets and stick them on the walls on my cell 500 feet underground. It made the fact that I was trapped seem a little less depressing. I would imagine that I would be in one of the picture that I drew. To be free. I very rarely showed emotion but emotions always found a way to come out and mine came out through my drawing. If I was feeling sad I would usually draw the sea or a lost fox standing alone in the rain. That particular drawing was of me. I drew it without really knowing what I was doing but when I looked at my finished picture I sobbed for hours on end. I cried for the Papa I would never meet and the Mama I would never see again and the fact that I will always be a freak of nature and pushed away by everyone simply because I wasn't normal...

I looked out the window and saw the distance land below. I had never been in an aeroplane before and I was loving it, not that you would ever know that from the usual blank expression on my face. I began to draw the pretty view I saw. Watari looked over my shoulder at what I was had drawn when I was finished.

"That is beautiful." He said amazed. I gently torn the page from my precious notepad and gave it to him.

"You can keep it if you like." I told him. He smiled and carefully took the drawing while I went to a clean page and began drawing again...