❝ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲! ❞

*𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯*

"Goodbye, Sachiko-okusan! Tell Yin-Kun that I said thank you!" (Y/n) whisper-yelled, smiling down at the Light's mother as she gently grabbed the basket filled with strawberries from the polite woman's= hands. Sachiko smiled back, "No worries, dearie. Just remember to eat those before they rot." Sachiko reminded her, (Y/n) nodding in understanding as she remembered how easily things die here. 

"Yes, Sachiko-okusan." (Y/n) agreed, bowing down as she went to take her leave. Watching as the disguised shinigami walked away, Sachiko chuckled. 'I do believe that our little Light has finally found himself his own little girlfriend! Oh, the invitation to dinner and Spaceworld tell it all!' Sachiko sighed contently, happy to receive (Y/n) as her future granddaughter one day.

Looking over her shoulder to finally see Sachiko gone, (Y/n) finally let out the sigh that she was holding. 'I thought I was going to suffocate from the amount of love that she gave me!' (Y/n) shivered at the thought, walking down the street as she walked up the stairs to her house, standing in front of the door and pulling out her keys to unlock the door. 

"You can come out now, Ryuk. I don't see a reason as to why you see fit to hide away from me." (Y/n) suddenly blurted out, her eyes still focused on finding the right key to opening the door. Hearing the familiar shinigami groan in annoyance, (Y/n) smiled gently. 

"You always find me out way too soon, my yeobo!" Ryuk complained as he got away from behind the house, floating over to where (Y/n) was as she tried to unlock the door. "You should have always known that I would find you quickly, Ryuk." (Y/n) retorted, finally unlocking the door and pushed it open, walking in as Ryuk did so, too. Closing the door behind her (Y/n) walked inside and set the basket of strawberries on the kitchen counter and walked over to her couch, flopping down head-first. 

"Someone seems tired." Ryuk commented as he floated over towards where (Y/n) laid, sitting beside her as he looked at the relaxed figure of (Y/n). "I'm a shinigami, I shouldn't be so easily tired." (Y/n) replied, her voice muffled.

Ryuk nodded as he looked away from her and instead looked over towards where all the bags filled with hoodies and sweaters were. "So... you abandoned me for some Justin Bieber look-alike for this?" Ryuk scoffed, getting up from his seat to pull up a hoodie.

(Y/n) nodded, "I've been wearing the same couple of clothes lately, and since our powerful Shinigami King seems to not really know what clothes are appropriate to wear I took it upon myself to go and force Yin-Kun to buy me all of this." Pointing at the seven bags she got up from her seat and walked over to eat some of the strawberries. 

"I think your time with the other human five years ago has affected you more than you let on, my yeobo." Ryuk suggested as he floated over towards (Y/n), picking up one of the strawberries before setting it down not finding anything good with it. At this accusation (Y/n) froze before quickly regaining her composure. 

"I'm still the same girl that you met thousands of years ago, Ryuk. I don't see why you're even bringing this up now." (Y/n) shot back, picking up the basket filled with strawberries and walked up to her room. Following (Y/n), Ryuk snorted. "You care for that human, Light, just because he reminds you of that man-"

"Lies! That man was nothing but another delusional human who thought that they were in the right, their emotions leading them to believe so when they were obviously in the wrong!" (Y/n) retorted, her stomps becoming stronger as she walked towards her room. 

"That man was just like everyone else! Pathetic! Someone who thought that they were justice when in reality, they were just stupid idiots who think they're gods! Shinigami's!" (Y/n) yelled angrily, turning around to face the surprised Ryuk as he has never, in all their years of knowing each other, seen her like this. 

"Shinigami's can't love! Shall not love, and will obviously never stoop so low to a human as to do so!" (Y/n) exclaimed, huffing and turning around, opening the door to her room and walking inside, slamming the door closed behind her. Staring at the closed door Ryuk sighed, not believing what his crush said for a minute. 

'You loved that man, didn't you? That's why you ran away... because you were scared of disappointing that old man.' Ryuk thought, his red orbs shining sadly knowing that he couldn't, even if he loved her so much, that he couldn't change her mind. 

'I suppose... I must use these events to my advantage for you to forget about that man and turn to me. For you to love me... forever.' At the idea Ryuk's frown turned into a happy grin as he turned back around and floated down the stairs, getting out of the house as he went towards Light.

Back in (Y/n) room, (Y/n) laid down on the comfy mattress as she tried to forget all the memories that she and that man had, but no matter what she did all the laughing and hugging would never go away. 

'Stupid memories... stupid feelings... stupid humans!' Letting out an angry groan (Y/n) sprang up from her bed with a pillow in hand and threw it towards the wall, cracking it. "Now I have to get something to fix that... stupid pillow!" (Y/n) shouted, looking down at the pillow in her hand as she softly threw it back onto the bed. 

"I don't get it! It's so simple to understand! Why can't humans just listen when they're told to never get close to a shinigami!" (Y/n) questioned no one in particular, her eyes set in a glare as she looked around the room to see if anything dared to move. 

"Stupid humans... with their stupid smiles... and their stupid emotions... their stupid..." Falling onto her bed (Y/n) covered her face with the pillow that she threw earlier and began to use it to soak up the tears that were coming out of her eyes. 

"Stupid... hick... feelings..." (Y/n) whispered out between sobs, her eyes becoming blurry as she let out heartbreaking cries. "Stupid... shinigami... hick... role..." (Y/n) whimpered, clutching the blanket that was underneath her as she wrapped herself into a burrito. 

'If only... I was never a shinigami... then maybe...' Pushing her head further into the pillow (Y/n) tried to block out all of her thoughts finding them to be dangerous. 

'No, I am a proud shinigami. I can not change that, and I must accept that fact no matter what. The Shinigami King told me already of how dangerous feelings and emotions could be, but yet, I did not heed his warnings. Now, look at me, crying on a human pillow. Me, the right-hand soldier of the Shinigami King. How pathetic.' After the thought (Y/n) felt something seeming to pierce her stomach. 

'The Shinigami King gave me another chance, and I will not let it go to waste. Light may act almost like him, but he isn't him, and never will be.' Nodding her head slowly at the thought (Y/n) flipped herself around as she stared up at the ceiling which was decorated with stars and moons littered everywhere, though they did not shine as it was barely morning. 

"Even if it's just a stupid wish... I wish the stars would shine... just for me." (Y/n) whispered, outstretching her hand towards the disappearing night sky as the suns rays poured inside the room making (Y/n) squint her eyes as the light reached her eyes. 

"How I hate you, morning. Always ruining a good time." (Y/n) grumbled in annoyance, getting up from her lying position as she probed her hands to be supporting her body as she looked up towards the tiny replicas of the moon and stars. 

"I guess these will do... for now. I am quite the greedy shinigami." (Y/n) chuckled, her tears now dry as her (E/c) orbs were still a bit puffy and red. 

'For now... I'll play along, Light.'

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Six days have passed since (Y/n) last found herself sleeping inside the Yagami household, and now that they were in Christmas Break (Y/n) enjoyed it to the full extent seeing as she already knew that she wouldn't have many days off like this. 

Plopping down on the couch (Y/n) pulled out her flip phone and flipped it open, tapping on the contacts as the most recent username was from someone named 'Panda-boo'.

'Now, let's see what my dear Panda-Kun has for me today?' (Y/n) smirked down at her phone only for it to suddenly ring as the username 'Perfectly physco' appeared on her phone screen. "Yin-Kun...!" (Y/n) groaned, but tapped on the message anyway.

"Huh? Yin-Kun? What did you do this time?" (Y/n) sighed, closing her phone as she got up from her comfy spot and walked up towards her room. Opening the door (Y/n) stepped inside and walked over towards the window and opened it revealing the already opened window of Light.

Jumping from her window to the tree (Y/n) clung onto it as she quickly caught her balance. Leaping over towards Light's window (Y/n) landed inside as she saw Light creepily looking down at some files, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. 

"Who the hell did you kill this time, kid?" (Y/n) asked as she walked over towards Light and looked down at the files only to see that they were names of some FBI agents. "Don't tell me you killed that hot FBI agent! Just when I thought I could have something fun!" (Y/n) pouted, punching his shoulder in protest. 

Light chuckled, amused by her antics, but did not lookup. "Raye Penber wrote those names on pages taken from the Death Note. He unwittingly killed all of his colleagues." Light explained, ignoring the fact that she called someone else 'hot'.

"Now that's just playin' cold." (Y/n) commented, still looking down at the files in amusement. "Penbers superior died after sending him the file on all of the agents. The rest of the agents all died of heart attacks after the file was received." Light smirked down at the files, this unnerving (Y/n). 

"Yeah, yeah, what lovely deaths. Now tell me, what did you really call me here for? I don't think it's just to simply admire your skills in being able to use the full potential of the Death Note." (Y/n) stated, leaning on Light's shoulder as she looked him in the face. 

Light smirked, "I wish to have your assistance, (Y/n)."

(ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴀʏ/ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ!)