A.N.: Yes, this is my first fanfic. NO, THERE IS NO YAOI, PEOPLE! This is just what might happen if two certain girls get pushed into the Death Note world with the mission to make L live. Yeah, I kinda like L, he's funny.

Written for the same reason Ryuk dropped the Notebook into the human world.

I WAS BORED.

Disclaimer: ARE YOU ALL CRAZY?! I AM JUST A JAPANESE-AMERICAN TEENAGER WHO WAS BORED, SHEESH!

Warning: Um... just profanity in this chapter, really. Enjoy!

Kiyo didn't hate Death Note. On the contrary, she enjoyed reading it (Kiyo preferred the manga over the animation).

She enjoyed the plot, she enjoyed the suspense, she enjoyed the ending (When Light was dying, Kiyo's thoughts were Finally, someone killed him! Her friend, Yomi, had said Haha, loser, that's what you get for killing L!

Yes, they were not fans of Light.

Yomi enjoyed Death Note; however, she did not enjoy L dying. Yomi liked L, not as in he's so hot kind of like, but just as a plain character.

Yes, both girls liked Death Note, but never, ever would either imagine, or prefer, to be straight in the plot of the story itself.

Unfortunately, Zarth didn't care what they wanted.


April 30th, 2009

"Oh god." Kiyo flung herself on the wide, stuffy, hotel bed and did not get up.

Yomi laughed wearily, bags starting to form underneath her eyes. "Don't you just love transportation?"

Burrowing her face into a pillow, Kiyo groaned. "It's almost not worth it."

Yomi raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"I said almost."

Yomi collapsed onto the bed next to her friend. "Of course."

Both were extremely tired. When they had first started on the trip, the girls had been bursting with energy, eager to see Japan for the first time. But after getting into several planes for eight hour long flights, numerous delays, and taking a four hour bus ride to their hotel, their energy had dimmed somewhat.

"Why must America be so far away from Japan?!" Yomi had moaned by the time they had gotten on the third plane after three hours of waiting since they had been dropped off bythe second plane.

"I can't understand how Sensei manages this trip every two years!" Kiyo sighed, stretching her exhausted frame out on the mattress.

"I don't know, Kiyo, she seemed pretty worn out by the last plane ride." Yomi took a glance outside their window.

"Really," she huffed irritably, "You wouldn't know it was nighttime with all those lights."

Kiyo yawned. "That's Tokyo for you. Can you close the curtain?"

The teenager got up reluctantly and drew the thick material around the view. Plopping back happily onto the bed again, Yomi suddenly grinned.

"What?" Kiyo asked lazily.

"Remember Death Note?"

"Yes, we are in the Kanto region of Tokyo, the initial setting of Death Note." Kiyo grumbled. "Now go to sleep!"

Yomi snuggled down under the comforter. "Yes, yes."


Sunlight had sneaked in the room from the sides of the curtain. Groaning, Yomi pushed herself up, her hair tousled. Opening her eyes, she glanced at her reflection in the rectangular mirror hanging on the side of the wall - and screamed!

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

Yomi frantically pulled at her face and hair, clamming her eyes shut in the vain hope that this was just a dream. It had been her reflection she had seen in the mirror. But something was different...

Yomi's eyes shot open as a thought struck her. What about Kiyo? She glanced at the other side of the bed, but Kiyo had pulled the comforter over her head and was only distinguishable as a lump.

"Kiyo, Kiyo!" Yomi shrieked, practically tearing the comforter off of her friend.

Kiyo lifted her head up irritably. "Wha-" Her jaw dropped open.

Both girls were silenced into shock. Their appearances hadn't changed, they were still ...human looking, and neither was hurt, but...

Kiyo and Yomi stared at each other before screaming "YOU'VE TURNED INTO A FREAKING ANIME PERSON!"

"Shit," Kiyo swore, her hands moving across her face and body, "what the hell is this?!"

"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THIS IS HAS TO BE A DREAM!" Yomi's voice began to grow hysterical.

"Okay, okay," Kiyo said hastily, restraining herself from doing the same thing, "We have to just calm down. I'm going to take your computer," the sixteen year old grabbed Yomi's laptop, "I'll turn it on-,"

"How the hell is turning on a computer going to help us?!" Yomi's voice, if anything, had gotten even more hysterical.

"How the frick should I know?!" Kiyo replied, her voice starting to crack as well. "Just don't freak out, or-" She froze.

Kiyo had simply opened the laptop and had pressed the power button. But as the screen lit up, typing began to appear across the screen in capital slanted, black letters.

"NEVER MIND! FREAK OUT!" Both girls clutched at each other in horror as more writing appeared.

I AM SURE BOTH OF YOU HAVING REALIZED YOU ARE NOW IN A COPY OF YOUR WORLD.

"A copy?" Kiyo gasped. Yomi just clutched her friend closer.

I HAVE PLACED BOTH OF YOU IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE; YOU ARE NOW IN THE STORY OF DEATH NOTE.

"HUH?!" Yomi gaped at the screen. Kiyo grabbed her head. "This is not happening, this is not happening-"

I AM AFRAID DENIAL WILL NOT HELP EITHER OF YOU. IF YOU HOPE TO RETURN TO YOUR ORIGINAL WORLD, YOU MUST TO A FAVOR FOR ME.

"A favor?!" Kiyo's voice was getting higher. "What do you expect us to do, stop L from dying?!"

PRECISELY.

"Oh, of course!" Kiyo shrieked, starting to lose it, "Everyone wants old Lawli to live!"

THERE ARE CERTAIN RULES OF COURSE.

"Like what?!" Yomi snapped. "Who the hell are you anyway?!

YOU MAY REFER TO ME AS ZARTH. THE MOST IMPORTANT RULE IS, OF COURSE, TO NEVER LET ANYONE IN THIS WORLD KNOW THE TRUTH. THE FACT THAT ALL OF THIS WAS CREATED BY TSUGUMI OHBA AND TAKESHI OBATA. NO ONE MUST KNOW. EVER.

"Then how are we going to explain who we are?"

THAT IS YOUR PROBLEM.

Kiyo hissed. "Asshole."

ANOTHER RULE. IF I GIVE YOU AN ORDER, OBEY ME. IF YOU DOUBT MY AUTHORITY, THEN THINK THIS. IF I HAVE MANAGED TO TRANSPORT BOTH OF YOU INTO ANOTHER FICTIONAL WORLD IN A MATTER OF HOURS, THEN KILLING YOU, OR ONE OF YOU, WILL BE MUCH, MUCH EASIER.

Both girls stiffened in fear.

THAT IS ALL. DO WHAT YOU NEED TO DO TO MAKE L LAWLIET LIVE.

Yomi snorted. "You must be a big fan of him."

YOU MUST ADMIT THAT L IS ONE OF THE MOST UNIQUE CHARACTERS CREATED. IT WAS A SHAME THAT HE DIED.

"Yeah, but if you really wanted him to live, why did you send us?! We're not geniuses like Light or L; we're just two average teenage Japanese-American girls that are most likely incapable of outsmarting Light!"

TRUE, BUT IT IS ONLY A STORY.

Yomi growled. "I hate this guy."

YOU ASSUME IMMEDIATELY THAT I AM MALE. WHY?

"Because most assholes tend to be guys."

YOU REALIZE I COULD KILL YOU IN A SECOND IF I WANTED TO.

"Yes, but then you'd have to go through all the trouble of finding another pair of girls and transporting them and explaining everything, and do you really want to do all of that?"

YOU DEGRADE YOURSELF TOO OFTEN, NAKAGAWA KIYO. I FIND YOUR INTELLIGENCE SIMILAR TO YAGAMI LIGHT'S.

"Oh, is that so?! Maybe I should get placed into life and death situations more often, then maybe my SAT score would go up!" Kiyo screamed in response, her voice several octaves higher than usual.

YOU TWO ARE BOTH VERY AMUSING. DON'T WORRY. I WON'T KILL YOU.

"Gee, thanks."

I WILL GO NOW.

Kiyo blinked. "Wait!" she suddenly begged, earning herself a surprised look from Yomi.

YES?

"Is... is the computer the only way you can communicate with us? Or are there other ways?"

HEHE. OF COURSE IT ISN'T. THIS IS JUST ONE WAY I CAN TALK TO YOU. REMEMBER THAT THIS WORLD IS FICTIONAL, SO I CAN CONTROL IT IN ANYWAY I LIKE. IS THERE ANYMORE QUESTIONS?

"Y-yes." It was Yomi who stuttered this time. If we're in the story of Death Note, what part of the story are we in, and how far away are we from L and Light?

YOU TWO ARE MUCH SMARTER THAN THE OTHERS.

At this, Kiyo and Yomi glanced at each other in horror. Others?!

L HAS ALREADY REVEALED HIMSELF TO LIGHT. LIGHT IS SHAKING IN DISBELIEF EVEN AS WE SPEAK.

"I wouldn't call this speaking," Yomi muttered.

TRUE. AND AS FOR THEIR LOCATION, YOU ARE BOTH CLOSE. I BELIEVE A MAP WILL BE SUFFICIENT ENOUGH FOR YOU TO FIND THEM.

"Is that really all?" Kiyo whispered. "Do we just have to make sure L still lives on November 7th?"

INTERESTING, I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT THAT.

The girls gawked at the screen. "HUH?!"

MY APOLOGIES. HMMM... PERHAPS YOU SHOULD MAKE SURE L LIVES THROUGH THE END OF THE YEAR, TO THE LAST DAY OF DECEMBER.

"And then we'll be able to go back to the real world?!"

YES. I MAY BE CRUEL FOR STICKING YOU IN HERE, BUT I WILL STICK BY MY WORD. I WILL TRANSPORT YOU BACK TO YOUR WORLD.

Kiyo's mouth formed into a grim line. "Fine." She moved to close the laptop.

WAIT.

Yomi hissed in frustration. "What now?!"

IT MAY BE AGAINST MY NATURE TO DO THIS, BUT YOU TWO HAVE A BETTER CHANCE OF SUCCEEDING THAN THE OTHERS DID. I WOULD LIKE TO INCREASE THAT CHANCE.

"By doing what?" Kiyo asked warily.

LOOK AT YOMI AND THINK A THOUGHT.

Kiyo and Yomi exchanged confused looks.

JUST DO IT.

Sighing, Kiyo glanced at her friend and thought the first thing that came to her mind. This guy sucks.

Yomi gasped, her hand shooting to her mouth. "Kiyo, I...I could hear you!"

"What?!"

YOU SEE NOW? YOU CAN BOTH COMMUNICATE TELEPATHICALLY. I AM CERTAIN THAT WILL BE USEFUL WHEN IN THE COMPANY OF CERTAIN CHARACTERS.

Kiyo brought her hand to her face. "Thanks, but we still hate you."

"Roger that." Yomi agreed.

I AM GLAD I CHOSE YOU TWO. GOODBYE.

Kiyo closed the laptop, resisting the strong urge to slam it down and hurl the damn thing across the room.

Yomi gazed at her friend helplessly. "Now what?"

Kiyo took a deep breath. "Now we find L."

Yup, that's it! Reviews are unecessary, but appreciated.