Thread: A Warped Sense of Justice [Death Note] (Yuna & Reinholdt's 1x1)

Sakura Takesho As quickly as the break arrived, it soon ended. Sakura had kept true to her word and been careful on using the Death Note too often. Aside from avenging her parents, she used it another time to get rid of a rapist who had been allowed to freely wander the streets. Otherwise, everything stayed the same with the thoughts to her first murder no one even began to guess there was another person who had a Death Note in their possession. Did they not know there was more than one notebook? Honestly? Sakura wouldn't blame them. Hell, she hadn't known of it until Beligore let it land in front of her that fated night. The memory made her smile. However, as the alarm clock went off, a low groan elicited from her lips. It took a few glances up at the clock for Sakura to remember today was going to be her first day at Daikoku Private Academy. It had, supposedly, been one of her parents' last wishes, for her to attend there. They had paid for her tuition before her passing and were going to surprise her with the news on Christmas. Of course, the latter wasn't able to be done for .. reasons. I still don't know ... she murmured, sighing as she got out of bed and glanced down at the uniform, frowning slightly. Behind her came the chuckle of Beligore, whom she had rather quickly adjusted to being around her, whether she was getting dressed or not. If I didn't know better, all schools have ulterior motives for teenage girls nowadays, Beligore mused, his eyes mainly focused upon the skirt and it's length, or lack of rather. Tch, I know, right? Ugh. After a few more minutes of staring, Sakura gave a defeated sigh and began to get dressed. She looked up and down herself and groaned. She should have felt sexy. But instead, Sakura was feeling as if she were jailbait and really didn't want to walk in such ... tempting clothing. ... Hey, Beligore? Hm? Mind accompanying me ... at least until I see the gates? Why not use the notebook in my stead? You fucking kidding?! If anyone else saw that then you .. you know how dangerous that would be for me?! The chuckle from Beligore signaled he'd merely been pulling her leg. I know, I know. Fine, I can do that since no one else can see me for now. ...Yaro .... Sakura murmured, a small but very genuine smile actually crossing her face. Seriously though, thanks. I thought though that Shinigamis had to be mostly neutral. she mused while heading out after grabbing all of her needed possessions, mainly her backpack which contained all the books and binders. We do. But I've never had an owner who thought ahead like you do. So, you interest me. That being said, it'd be boring for me to allow anyone to do anything bad to you now wouldn't it? ... I see. The rest of the walk went in silence until finally, the academy came into view of Sakura's crimson orbs. After staring at the school for a few moments, she took a deep breath before walking in. The first few minutes resulted in her wandering around the school with a confused look on her face. Between the help of a teacher who had been in the halls plus recalling her roster and schedule were both in her backpack, she used the two to help guide herself to the correct destination. The same instructor who was Light's homeroom teacher soon walked in. He'd hinted for Sakura to wait a few moments outside the door, albeit doing so out of view from the students. Now that he was in, however, he cleared his throat. Once the class went silent, he began to speak. Today, we have a new student joining us. I expect you all to behave and treat her with respect. Please welcome Miss Sakura Takesho. Hearing her cue to walk inside, Sakura stepped into the classroom. Over the break, she had seen how others now looked to her, with their names and how much time they had left above their heads. It was still an odd sight and not quite something she'd fully adjusted to. Her head tilted slightly as one particular name got her attention Light Yagami. She couldn't pinpoint it .. but it almost ... felt and even looked different to her eyes. Miss Takesho, please sit beside Mr. Yagami. Sakura waited for the teacher to 'direct' her to Light, since she wasn't supposed to know which face was his, before taking her seat and sitting beside Light, sliding the backpack off of her shoulders. Morning, she whispered softly, beginning to gather her supplies as the teacher began to start teaching the class.