I should go get that.....

[deo]

"Can nothingness get any better?" Stated Deo in a very obvious attempt to sound groggy.

A very peculiar shinigami sat atop a large boulder who appeared to be day dreaming and looking very pleased about it. The boulder to which this particular insect looking Shinigami rested upon had to many bumps and sharp edges but the idea of confront had yet to be realized but the male shinigami named Deo, so it seemed that all surfaces seemed something pleasant to which to relax upon.....plus the fact that Deo could care less to search for that info seemed to much of a task as well.

Slowly Deo lay-ed himself against the boulder his praying mantis like arms and legs taking odd angles against the rock in an attempt to look comfortable. Deo then began to stroke the one empty eye socket with one of his long slender human fingers. They red glowing eye beside the hole seemed to be gazing at utterly nothing as Deo tried to mimic what the humans called sleep.

What else was there to do anyway? Gamble? That required to much thinking. Watch the human world? That required to much attention. Walk around for all eternity? That required to much....ahhh what was the point of eternity when once couldn't sleep half of it away!

As Deo slowly arose from his horizontal position to which most humans relaxed in, his one red eye blinked in a attempt to appear tired. Deo then scratched the large hole where his second eye should have been as he returned his gaze upon the boulder.

In Deo's attempt to go through the next few years trying to imitate what the humans called "Sleep" he failed to notice the small whirl-pool like vortex to the human world that lay just below to where he laid.

"Man....if I don't get my 1 year nap in now...my whole sleeping schedule is ruined......" Muttered Deo once again stroking the long white fibers that protruded from the back of his head.

An odd sensation then filled Deo's mind, to which the demon wanted to feel annoyed with but then remembered memories need not any physical effort.

This memory was off Deo's past goal, to get another Death note from the leader.....easy enough task. But alas simply laying beside the Death God leader asking for a Death note every 30min for that last 50 years seemed like a good idea at the time...Until the leader banished him out of sight for all eternity. That was ok.....Deo could find another place to simply do nothing....and relax.

Slowly with minimal effort did Deo lay once again back down upon his 1 year planned resting spot. There was a toss here......an arm flail there.....a head turn. Deo was beginning to suspect that a rock was not the best place to sleep after all....but to move would go against all he believed in.

As Deo tossed and turned he failed to notice his death note which looked to be poorly tied to the side of his left leg by just 2 lengths of rope start to undo. Not the most secure place for a Death Note but it did the job.

Slowly the note slipped down off his legs and down the rough side of the boulder....

The only sensation that awarded Deo of this was the relief that what ever was tied to his left leg was no not causing any more uncomfortable sensations anymore.

The Death Note was now rolling along the barren wasteland of the shinigami realm and into the portal. To which Deo now noticed his death note now falling out of sight into the human world.

"Great.....I should go get that...." Sighed Deo resting his head upon a rather jagged piece of rock.

"Just after my nap tho......then I'll get it....."

To where his death note landed, Deo didn't care. All Deo knew was that he had the patience and laziness to outlast the rock he was laying on.

[Havoc]

Coming up from the human world, tired than ever, Havoc happened to find a Death Note hurdling toward the human world. He couldn't care less on what troucle the shinigami who had dropped it would face and decided to let it fall until it came to him that h could make a deal with the shinigami. A win situation for him. All the shinigami would have to do was split winnings for him during gambling and betting while he would nap and play his game with the humans in the human world.

"Some dumb shinigami must've dropped this thing and was to lazy to pick it up. If I wasn't so nice, I would keep it for myself. Worthless Death Gods."

Havoc would use this as an advantage. Yeah, he was busy with three things; one more than what usual shinigami does. He had to keep up his gambling streak, nap, and also keep track of Ukiyo. If he was ever questioned by the old man why he went to the human realm (which he wouldn't do) he could say that he was stalking Ukiyo to kill him, though he wasn't.

So with a busy window to do all of his stuff, he decided that he would give the Death Note back. He was the only one who could pick Ukiyo out from a crowd plus nobody could sleep for him, so he would have to make someone gamble for him. Taking one good look at the notebook, he was able to figure out that it was the insect shinigami known as Deo's. The fact that Deo was still living wondered him as he flew back home.

Deo lived a mile away from him; not too far. If Deo wanted it then he would come get it if Havoc didn't have such of an evil and brilliant mind. Besides, he could watch over Ukiyo in one of his holes to see in the human world. Since he was going home anyway, he would stop at Deo's and make the deal with him...and maybe stay over for anything Deo had to offer.

"I bet as soon as I get there he's sleeping, then when I wake him up he'll probably complain about me waking him up during his nap. I swear, sometimes I think he forgets to write down names in this notebook with all that sleeping he does. Shidoh is more ..no wait I take that back. But still he is an ideal shinigami, if only he wasn't so clumsy." Havoc said. Once he reached Deo's place, he saw him resting, as usual. How many times did he pass his place and he was sleeping? Too many times to count. Havoc settled next to him and poked him with his scythe.

"Hey! Wake up shinigami, I got something of yours!"

[deo]

"Noise! Demanding Noise, Statement Noise!"

The voice was really bothersome, just when Life and nothingness seemed to be just out-of-reach. Deo wished the information within his brain would stop telling him that it was most likely...Havoc....or Jack. Who was Jack? Deo had no idea but the voice just seemed like it could belong to a Jack.

Deo's current posture was face down into the boulder to which he rested upon with his limbs stretched out as far as they could. Almost like a bug that had been just recently squashed.

Deo then realized......it was obvious now.....he was awake...pure and simple...no ifs ands or buts. But the fact that Deo was awake didn't mean that he was going to move that much.

"OK Jack....I don't think you realize the importance of what you just disturbed....but I'll allow it seeing as I've never met you before...." Slowly stated Deo in a real obvious attempt to appear groggy.

One of Deo's arms appeared to be reaching into his rag like clothing with as much minimal effort as possible. An eye then fell from within the folds of the rags, bounced on the jagged piece of rock to which Deo lay on and then stop at the foot of the proclaimed "Jack".

Problem solved....Deo didn't have to roll over and he could see who he was talking to.....good things do come to people's who's one eye no longer fits into its desired socket.

"O....hey Havoc...where did Jack go? I think he had something of mine? And anticipation does not go well with me.....to much energy in that I think"

Havoc...it still amazed Deo that this death god could tolerate traveling back and forth from their world to the humans. And playing with the humans too! The thought made Deo tired...

The red bug-like eye that stared up to-wards havoc almost had the illusion of being annoyed to the fact that it was being used and being carelessly set into the dead earth of the shinigami realm.

[Havoc]

Jack? Who's jack? Is there a shinigami named Jack? He thought. He scratched his head and shrugged. Honestly, he didn't know what this shinigami usually meant most of the time but then again he didn't really care. Plus, he thought that somebody named Jack picked up his notebook. Making up somebody is one thing but to make that made up person steal credit for your kindness...damn him! Havoc poked him with his scythe once again, this time harder. Almost like a jab.

"There is no Jack! And even if there was a Jack, he wouldn't go out on his way to return back your notebook that can keep you alive! God Deo, you are lazy...but then again who in this place isn't? Well it's time for your habit to change. I have your Death Note and I'll give it back to you for a price.

Havoc smiled at his plan. This would absolutely destroy Deo. If he was to do all of his gambling for him would take so much energy that it would break the shinigami and send him into a world of chaos. It was that or dying. Havoc was so evil...

"In the human world, when someone saved their life they would usually become their servant for life. Well let's think of this, life is too long for us shinigami unless we fall in love or do what you did. So let's make a deal, I'm playing a game with a human and two others: one using the Death Note and becoming a self proclaimed Death god and the other trying to find him and kill him. This game is fun and it's also putting me to my limits that I can't have any fun. You know that I am a constant gambler but after during this game, I'm too tired to gamble. Barely have any time to sleep so...you will need to do my gambling for me OK? Just until the game is over and then I'll gladly give you the notebook..matter fact I'll give your note back and keep an eye on you while you work. Pretty fair right?