Methodical Madness(Raito/open)

[Ryuk]

Ryuk languidly hovered near the entrance to the mall, waiting for Raito to return. People passed by, children threw tantrums, parents admonished them, and stubborn activists handed out flyers to the uninterested and jaded populace.

“So this is why Raito wants to cleanse the world. Humans really are like animals sometimes, but they're interesting, and even with others helping him, he can't change human nature. He'd better hurry up though, or I'll have to start a cleansing of my own.”

Holding back the impulse to cause mischief, he remained near the edge of the the door, observing and inwardly laughing at the names of the vulnerable passerby. With each minute further into the hour, he became more steadfast in his vigil. His sleepless eyes became glazed with boredom, but he was managing with the task, and hoped it would soon be rewarded, hopefully with apples. Juicy, delicious apples.

As his mind drifted, his focus wavered and allowed bits of conversation to invade. Mothers recited shopping lists, none of which mentioned apples, and thus of were of no interest. Cashiers chatted about the weather, most with caustic voices, the result of a long day and little rest. Others spoke of trivial matters, which to a god of death, meant everything.

“These people are so boring when they're left alone, but if I start anything, Raito won't be able to make it interesting on his own. It wouldn't hurt to kill just one though. That boy over there wouldn't be missed, he's all alone, or that lady in the middle of the group, she seems like their leader. Getting rid of her would cause a little chaos. Even if it spread, it'd still be so little, yet so fun. I think comparing these pathetic things to animals is almost an insult, they're more like insects. Hyuk, hyuk, yes. Insects, and I have big feet to stomp on them with.”

At that, Ryuk caught the voice of the lone boy, who held a weathered book in his hands.

“As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.”Ryuk peered closer and read the title of the book. King Lear, a play by Shakespeare. Now here was a human with a mind! He knew they were fated to be killed, that they were the play-things of the gods. Shakespeare would most definitely be interesting.

Ryuk waited until the boy closed the book with a satisfied yawn and stuffed in away in a backpack.

“Good, it's away,”Ryuk thought. “He won't notice if anything happens.”

Ryuk extended an arm outwards, reaching for the book, and with a deft twist of his long fingers, he snatched it, tucking it away hurriedly before anyone saw it floating in the air.

“Hyuk, hyuk, I'll have to remember his name, he might want this back later! For now though, I should head back to where Raito said to wait, he may be there by now.

Returning speedily to his former spot, Ryuk ducked into the shadows and extracted the book. Opening it to a creased page, he read aloud, though only he could hear it.

““I will do such things, what they are, yet I know not: but they shall be the terrors of the earth.”Ryuk laughed wickedly, and in mocking tones made his reply.”King Lear, you're unsure, but I know what the terror of the earth is. It's humans like you who think they're in control! Fun to watch, but I'm not the one suffering. You're the terror, and I'm the one to end you and begin another.”Ryuk's maniacal glare tore through the names of those surrounding him and in his fervor, he touched a hand to his Deathnote. So much fun to be had, yet it would have to wait, there were greater things awaiting.

His amusement growing, he opened to another page. “It is the stars, the stars above us, govern our conditions.” Once more Ryuk laughed, this time maliciously, as the temptation to end his boredom early grew. “The stars are nothing. They die. I don't, which is fortunate because humans seem to multiply faster than I can keep track of. There are so many to kill! So many to watch, and to play with. That's why it's okay to wait, I have eternity, and there are always more people around.”

Calming himself, Ryuk regained his sombre composure. It was rare that he had such an outburst, like the withdrawal he experienced from a lack of apples, when he felt restricted and bored, he had in the past found a private place and allowed himself a hint of insanity. It was his right as an immortal being. After all, not even a god was to be expected capable of dealing with everything and remaining perfectly static. The preachers protesting Kira's work had convinced Ryuk of that point quite handily. Apparently most religions worshiped a wrathful yet loving god. Ryuk was able to relate to neither, for neither was more directed towards enjoyment than the other.

Collected now, he pulled a pen out and wrote the name of the boy in the cover.

“Someone will give this back to him, people may be like insects, but they're still loyal to each other on occasion.”

Placing the book on a nearby bench, he resumed his lookout for Raito. Once more, his eyes became glazed, this time with anticipation though rather than boredom. He was itching to start something, and the mall was a place crowded enough to do it.

[Yagami Raito]

[[ Enter from Necessary Trip [Takai] ]]

Raito casually made his way out of the mall, head slightly lowered and hair seemingly covering his eyes. He carried himself in the way he deemed appropriate – tall, back straight, but not allowing himself to look too conspicuous – and kept careful watch on those around him without making it appear as such. Clearly, though, his mind was on something and while he didn’t want it to seem like he was frazzled, Raito definitely was. The slight paranoia that had begun gripping him the days after he had found the Death Note was now beginning to show up at the most inopportune times. It looked like, to Raito, that now even a simple trip to the shopping mall could be plagued with more problems then he may have tried to predict earlier.

As he went out the sliding doors and finally exited the mall, Raito gripped at the plastic bags that held his chips and his sister’s cookies as well as his new school supplies, making a slight rustling sound as he did so. He finally lifted his head, his bangs falling back into place across his forehead, and looked around for Ryuk, hoping to himself that the death god had had the patience to remain in the designated waiting spot and not cause any trouble. While Raito was pretty sure nothing had taken place or would have, he wasn’t arrogant enough to assume he knew Ryuk inside out… so therefore he refused to rule anything out. However, once his eyes sought out the shinigami and he took a look around the general area, he relaxed a small amount and went into the pocket of his blazer to make sure his purchase from his final stop in the mall remained there. His hand met with the firm, smooth feeling of an apple’s skin before he removed it. While he would have liked to get rid of the extra weight that formed in his pocket, he was not going to be giving Ryuk an apple in a place crawling with people. The last thing he needed was to have people see an apple floating in mid-air.

As Raito’s mind dragged over the event that had occurred in regards to the man he had encountered, he made his way over to the god of death, not acknowledging him just yet. Instead, he stopped and pulled out his cell phone and checked out the time, making it look like he was merely waiting for someone to come by and meet him. Then, he looked over to a bench and noticed a book. For some reason he found that odd, and looked over to Ryuk as if in question. Then with a final scan of the area and deciding that none would notice him speaking to what would look like nothing, he finally spoke.

“Ready to head back?” he asked, keeping his voice level just below normal as he made his way to the bench to pick up the book. He flipped through the pages absentmindedly after reading the title and recognizing the fact that it was Shakespeare. In all entirety, Raito was just glad he had something else to focus on other than the meeting with the man who had introduced himself as Takai. As he scanned the book he continued to speak, “Have you ever read Shakespeare, by any chance?” he said to Ryuk, not looking at him. He figured he knew why the book had been on the bench in the first place as he believed he knew full well that Ryuk would get bored easily and wouldn’t have been able to simply stand there waiting for Raito to return.

Finally Raito tossed the book back onto the bench, not even bothering to take a second look at the name that Ryuk had written in the cover. The name of the boy did not interest Raito, and therefore held little significance. But if Ryuk had in fact got a hold of the book, he wanted to know how though he didn’t bother asking. Something told Raito he shouldn’t want to know, and should just be pleased that no one had appeared to have seen it if in fact Ryuk had done something impulsive. For once Raito was very thankful that people were so involved in their own lives that they failed to notice little oddities that went on around them.

Raito sighed inwardly and, as if taking back his previous question of ‘ready to head back’, sat down on the bench and placed the plastic bags from the drug store and office supply store beside him. Perhaps all that worrying he had done inside the mall had stressed him out more than he’d thought, because at that moment he just wanted to sit there and people watch. No one really noticed people sitting on benches anyway, so he felt calmer almost immediately. Besides, now he had to think of the best way to get home… he could call for a ride home but that thought didn’t appeal to him much. Basically, he believed his two best options to be taking the bus or walking. He still believed that something was off about the man, and the prospect of being followed was rather upsetting.

[teddybearmadness]

Sayu was at the mall already. Despite her brother being there already she had gone not long after he did in hopes that she could get him to help her shop. Because UNLIKE their parents he in the past had been very willing to get her a few extra treats besides the regular cookies which she always appreciated. She walked around quietly waving to a few friends she was able to catch on site however mainly she was looking for her brother. Her brown eyes scanned the store windows looking inside for a deal of some sort, as well as her brother. She would scan the girl stores more, despite knowing her brother was not inside.

It was in this lazy daze of window shopping and looking for people that she realized she was being watched by a group of rather grungy looking teens from her brothers old school. She glared at them and pulled out her phone ducking into a girls store and out of view. Thumbing through random hangers not really looking she dialed her brothers phone with the accuracy and speed of a cheetah. God had blessed the world with technology, and Sayu was intent on using it to its full extend. She put the ringing phone to her ear and waited for Raito to pick up. She would rather walk around with him then by herself and risk being stared at more.

She guessed she had asked for it with wearing short jean shorts and a short sleeved jean jacket with a long sleeved shirt that had big pink and white jail stripes on it. She looked over her shoulder back out the window to see the gaggle of men still staring at her with smirks on their faces. They weren’t thinking pretty things and she knew it from this distance. Pursing her lip she scuttled around the circular hanger and hide behind it peering over it back out the window. They seemed to have turned away. With a sigh of relief she waited for her brother to pick up.

((forgive me its a tad short, on a trip so not much time to type))