Dropped in a Fangirl\'s World
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Death Note › AU - Alternate Universe
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
7
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2,117
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I do not own nor make any Profit from Death Note. Death Note belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. This is purely for entertainment.
7
Dropped In A Fangirl's World
Chapter 7
Her blue eyes lit with enthusiasm as Jeichan read over what she wrote. It was the perfect test for the notebook, and one that had only 1% chance of giving away her use of the death note.
'I wish I could've seen B licking L's foot...' Jeichan closed the notebook and then yawned. She glanced disinterested at the people walking by as she sat at an outside table of the neighborhood supermarket. Placing the death note in the small pile of composition books she'd brought, she reached for the coffee cup in front of her.
“I want apples!!” Ryuk leaned in centimeters from Jeichan's face, the suddenness jostling her into almost dropping her coffee. “Gimme some apples!”
“Ryuk, I can't just start buying you tons of apples. Even if you did manage to steal L's credit card back.” Jeichan glared at Ryuk. The shinigami, holding his death note open, stared threateningly back at her.
“Interesting face....” Near commented as he sat down across from Jeichan.
“Holy!” Jeichan jumped in her seat, spilling her coffee cup, the content cooled enough not to cause major burns – just a reddening of skin. “Near, what're you doing here?”
“Proving a hypothesis of mine.” Near watched the fangirl closely with his dark eyes. Before Jeichan could react, Near pulled the death note out of the pile of Jeichan's notebooks.
“...fuck...” Jeichan muttered, her earlier elation at being able to use the death note as a yaoi note shriveling up. “How did you know?”
Near glanced up at Ryuk and blinked, absentmindedly curling his hair with his fingers as he considered the shinigami. “Interesting.”
“Near?”
He turned back to Jeichan.
“I was half expecting to meet a new shinigami, since until I touched this death note I was unable to see him. Even though I noticed L's credit card being pick-pocketed from him by an invisible being....”
Jeichan covered her face with her hand and massaged her temples, just to immediately stop in thought. “Wait....if you couldn't see Ryuk....”
“....it would seem that the rule that the shinigami is visible to anyone who touched its death note doesn't continue into this world. One must touch the notebook again to see the shinigami...” Near continued to curl his hair with his fingers.
“Ryuk....” Jeichan glowered at the shinigami.
“Hey, this is my first time traveling outside of the death note universe, I don't know all the rule modifications....” Ryuk shrugged.
“....” Jeichan frowned at Ryuk before returning her eyes to Near – the white-haired orphan sat with one leg pulled against his stomach, carefully reading the death note. His face held a strange expression as he finished reading and placed the notebook on the table. “...you're going to destroy it, aren't ya?”
“The notebook worked on B....” Near mumbled. “But, you didn't specify anything other than his actions...” Near took out his cell phone. “And no one has called about him dying....”
“The death note can't kill anyone outside of their original universe.” Ryuk laughed and sat down on the table. He turned to Jeichan. “Will you buy me my apples now?”
Jeichan simply glowered silently at the shinigami, then put her head face down on the table.
“Jeichan.” Near moved closer to the fangirl.
“...I barely got to use the yaoi note...I didn't even get to see it work....”
“There'll be plenty of time for that. First we should set up some surveillance though, so we can see all of the action....” Near spoke, then slipped the death note back in with the composition notebooks, making sure it wouldn't be noticed at first glance.
Jeichan lifted her head from the table, at first thinking she misheard the white-clothed man, then wondering if he was joking. She blinked when she saw the earnestness of Near's expression, and then started to speak but stopped. She started again, then shook her head in disbelief. Even Ryuk was speechless.
“....you're joking....”
“I'm not. The possibilities of a yaoi note are fascinating.”
Jeichan's jaw dropped, her eyes wide. “Nn....Near....you do know what yaoi is...right?”
“Sex and romance between men, yes. I've read all your yaoi manga. I know what it is.”
“Oh, ok....wha...? You read my yaoi collection?! All of it?!” She stared at Near, her lips twitching as he nodded. “Wha...what did you think?”
“I was shocked at the first volume I read, but then became interested...and my body....became strangely hot.” Near's cheeks took on a slight red tint as he spoke, though his expression was one of deep contemplation.
“...you...are you saying you got aroused? By yaoi?!”
“Yes.” Near answered unabashed, nonplussed by the flabbergasted fangirl. “I've always been disinterested in sex, I'd begun to think of myself as asexual. But I guess I'm homosexual....no, I wasn't interested in either gender until I read those manga. Maybe I just like looking...” Near curled his hair some more. “Guess I prefer voyeurism...?”
'Holy...shit....Near is...and he's saying it so nonchalantly...oh my fuckin...oh hell....that....' Jeichan took a deep breath to steady her hyperventilating thoughts. “So you're not going to tell...? You're actually gonna help me?”
Near nodded.
“Kya!” Jeichan grinned and pounced on him, hugging the surprised man. She kissed him on the cheek. “Yay! When do we start?!”
Before Near could respond, a dark-haired figure approached them.
“You're that detective....” The person mumbled staring down at Near. The white-haired man's eyes widened slightly as he saw the newcomer's face.
“....Mikami...” Near watched the man carefully, wondering how much the Kira fanatic had overheard and seen.
'Shit, I....oh, wait....' Jeichan's fujoshi mind suddenly gave her an idea and she glanced at Near, wondering if he would think of the same thing.
Mikami glared at Near before shifting his gaze to Jeichan. He dismissed her after a second and instead turned back to the white-clothed man.
“Where's Kira-kamisama?” Mikami demanded, grabbing hold of Near's shirt. The next second he collapsed in pain as Jeichan kneed him between the legs.
“Don't you dare try to hurt my new ally!” Jeichan stepped on Mikami's back, pushing him closer to the ground. As she did so, she turned her head toward Near – the man had the death note out and was writing something in it. She chuckled and glared back down at the prostrate man.
It took only seconds for her smirk to vanish after Mikami pushed her off of him and lunged for her foot. It took only half as long for her to realize he was trying to lick her shoe.
She glared at Near. “It's supposed to be a YAOI-note, not a HENTAI-note!!”
Near shrugged and closed the death note. “I simply wrote that Mikami would do to the nearest person what he fantasizes about doing to Kira....”
Jeichan blinked a few times, her lips smirking more devilishly each time. “....then that means he wants to....We can definitely have some fun with this!!”
Jeichan's elation was cut short after Mikami moved from her shoe to her leg.
“Near, stop him!! This is not supposed to be a hentai-note! I'm not his 'kami-sama!'” Jeichan kicked at Mikami, while Near simply watched. She eventually succeeded in kneeing the dark-haired man again and running behind the table.
“That was interesting....Huh....” Near began, only to be silenced by Mikami jumping him and proceeding on what he'd attempted to do to Jeichan. “I think I miscalc....” Near's eyes widened as Mikami's lips pressed down against his.
'Oh damn, this is definitely going to work!!' Jeichan drunk in the scene for a few more seconds before grabbing the death note and adding a sentence below what Near had written.
Chapter 7
Her blue eyes lit with enthusiasm as Jeichan read over what she wrote. It was the perfect test for the notebook, and one that had only 1% chance of giving away her use of the death note.
'I wish I could've seen B licking L's foot...' Jeichan closed the notebook and then yawned. She glanced disinterested at the people walking by as she sat at an outside table of the neighborhood supermarket. Placing the death note in the small pile of composition books she'd brought, she reached for the coffee cup in front of her.
“I want apples!!” Ryuk leaned in centimeters from Jeichan's face, the suddenness jostling her into almost dropping her coffee. “Gimme some apples!”
“Ryuk, I can't just start buying you tons of apples. Even if you did manage to steal L's credit card back.” Jeichan glared at Ryuk. The shinigami, holding his death note open, stared threateningly back at her.
“Interesting face....” Near commented as he sat down across from Jeichan.
“Holy!” Jeichan jumped in her seat, spilling her coffee cup, the content cooled enough not to cause major burns – just a reddening of skin. “Near, what're you doing here?”
“Proving a hypothesis of mine.” Near watched the fangirl closely with his dark eyes. Before Jeichan could react, Near pulled the death note out of the pile of Jeichan's notebooks.
“...fuck...” Jeichan muttered, her earlier elation at being able to use the death note as a yaoi note shriveling up. “How did you know?”
Near glanced up at Ryuk and blinked, absentmindedly curling his hair with his fingers as he considered the shinigami. “Interesting.”
“Near?”
He turned back to Jeichan.
“I was half expecting to meet a new shinigami, since until I touched this death note I was unable to see him. Even though I noticed L's credit card being pick-pocketed from him by an invisible being....”
Jeichan covered her face with her hand and massaged her temples, just to immediately stop in thought. “Wait....if you couldn't see Ryuk....”
“....it would seem that the rule that the shinigami is visible to anyone who touched its death note doesn't continue into this world. One must touch the notebook again to see the shinigami...” Near continued to curl his hair with his fingers.
“Ryuk....” Jeichan glowered at the shinigami.
“Hey, this is my first time traveling outside of the death note universe, I don't know all the rule modifications....” Ryuk shrugged.
“....” Jeichan frowned at Ryuk before returning her eyes to Near – the white-haired orphan sat with one leg pulled against his stomach, carefully reading the death note. His face held a strange expression as he finished reading and placed the notebook on the table. “...you're going to destroy it, aren't ya?”
“The notebook worked on B....” Near mumbled. “But, you didn't specify anything other than his actions...” Near took out his cell phone. “And no one has called about him dying....”
“The death note can't kill anyone outside of their original universe.” Ryuk laughed and sat down on the table. He turned to Jeichan. “Will you buy me my apples now?”
Jeichan simply glowered silently at the shinigami, then put her head face down on the table.
“Jeichan.” Near moved closer to the fangirl.
“...I barely got to use the yaoi note...I didn't even get to see it work....”
“There'll be plenty of time for that. First we should set up some surveillance though, so we can see all of the action....” Near spoke, then slipped the death note back in with the composition notebooks, making sure it wouldn't be noticed at first glance.
Jeichan lifted her head from the table, at first thinking she misheard the white-clothed man, then wondering if he was joking. She blinked when she saw the earnestness of Near's expression, and then started to speak but stopped. She started again, then shook her head in disbelief. Even Ryuk was speechless.
“....you're joking....”
“I'm not. The possibilities of a yaoi note are fascinating.”
Jeichan's jaw dropped, her eyes wide. “Nn....Near....you do know what yaoi is...right?”
“Sex and romance between men, yes. I've read all your yaoi manga. I know what it is.”
“Oh, ok....wha...? You read my yaoi collection?! All of it?!” She stared at Near, her lips twitching as he nodded. “Wha...what did you think?”
“I was shocked at the first volume I read, but then became interested...and my body....became strangely hot.” Near's cheeks took on a slight red tint as he spoke, though his expression was one of deep contemplation.
“...you...are you saying you got aroused? By yaoi?!”
“Yes.” Near answered unabashed, nonplussed by the flabbergasted fangirl. “I've always been disinterested in sex, I'd begun to think of myself as asexual. But I guess I'm homosexual....no, I wasn't interested in either gender until I read those manga. Maybe I just like looking...” Near curled his hair some more. “Guess I prefer voyeurism...?”
'Holy...shit....Near is...and he's saying it so nonchalantly...oh my fuckin...oh hell....that....' Jeichan took a deep breath to steady her hyperventilating thoughts. “So you're not going to tell...? You're actually gonna help me?”
Near nodded.
“Kya!” Jeichan grinned and pounced on him, hugging the surprised man. She kissed him on the cheek. “Yay! When do we start?!”
Before Near could respond, a dark-haired figure approached them.
“You're that detective....” The person mumbled staring down at Near. The white-haired man's eyes widened slightly as he saw the newcomer's face.
“....Mikami...” Near watched the man carefully, wondering how much the Kira fanatic had overheard and seen.
'Shit, I....oh, wait....' Jeichan's fujoshi mind suddenly gave her an idea and she glanced at Near, wondering if he would think of the same thing.
Mikami glared at Near before shifting his gaze to Jeichan. He dismissed her after a second and instead turned back to the white-clothed man.
“Where's Kira-kamisama?” Mikami demanded, grabbing hold of Near's shirt. The next second he collapsed in pain as Jeichan kneed him between the legs.
“Don't you dare try to hurt my new ally!” Jeichan stepped on Mikami's back, pushing him closer to the ground. As she did so, she turned her head toward Near – the man had the death note out and was writing something in it. She chuckled and glared back down at the prostrate man.
It took only seconds for her smirk to vanish after Mikami pushed her off of him and lunged for her foot. It took only half as long for her to realize he was trying to lick her shoe.
She glared at Near. “It's supposed to be a YAOI-note, not a HENTAI-note!!”
Near shrugged and closed the death note. “I simply wrote that Mikami would do to the nearest person what he fantasizes about doing to Kira....”
Jeichan blinked a few times, her lips smirking more devilishly each time. “....then that means he wants to....We can definitely have some fun with this!!”
Jeichan's elation was cut short after Mikami moved from her shoe to her leg.
“Near, stop him!! This is not supposed to be a hentai-note! I'm not his 'kami-sama!'” Jeichan kicked at Mikami, while Near simply watched. She eventually succeeded in kneeing the dark-haired man again and running behind the table.
“That was interesting....Huh....” Near began, only to be silenced by Mikami jumping him and proceeding on what he'd attempted to do to Jeichan. “I think I miscalc....” Near's eyes widened as Mikami's lips pressed down against his.
'Oh damn, this is definitely going to work!!' Jeichan drunk in the scene for a few more seconds before grabbing the death note and adding a sentence below what Near had written.