Sorry my story is kina turning into a soap opera. I never imagined it would happen, but it did. *shrugs* When school starts though, I'm going to slow down on writing just to let you ppls know. If I do end it....I don't know what I would do....maybe I would ask SomeGuy to publish it as a whole....
Soji disappeared after that. Ryuza stayed at the school and graduated. He entered the English government and worked to keep peace. He watched as Near and Mello took down Kira and sometimes wondered what Xyler thought. It wasn’t until after Kira’s killings miraculously stopped did Ryuza hear from him. It had been on a silent night when the fire place burned dead wood and the sounds of a world asleep danced. The phone rang and broke the silence. Ryuza stared at it and then picked it up.
“Ryuza Hirugi English Defense Department,” Ryuza said tiredly. He had been awake for more than thirty hours on a case that refused to break.
“Ryuza…. It’s me” The phone said calmly, but the voice was in pain, “Kira is dead….his judgment has stopped….”
“Xavier,” Ryuza said unable to control his surprise, “how did you get this line?”
“Does it matter? Kira is dead. His judgment has stopped, and the world is becoming rotten again.”
“Xyler, why have you called me? Last time, I thought you were gone forever,” Ryuza said feeling an edge in his voice.
“Kira is dead….Near killed him….”
“How do you know Near did?”
“Mello and Matt are dead, and Soji is still hiding out in America….”
“Soji….” Ryuza sighed.
“You still have feelings for her,” Xyler said calmly, “She has made a space between us.”
“You did that on your own.”
“Kira’s judgment…it will start again….and this time it will destroy Near and all of the Wammy House children.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Ryuza, for your own sake, please join me. You are still my first friend.”
“Xyler….I will see you, but I will do no more than that.”
“It is a start.”
“Xyler, where have you been all this time?”
“Here and there and everywhere. And I go by Xero now.”
“That name doesn’t sound human to me, and you know it Xyler.”
“It’s more of a name now than Xyler. I served Kira as Xero and I will work as Kira as Xero.”
“You don’t….” Ryuza lost his words completely.
“I have a Note, and Kira’s judgment will continue.”
“Xyler, you can’t….”
“Near has been trying to keep me quiet for a week now, but soon it will come out. Kira’s power has returned, and I have used it. Join me Ryuza or I will destroy you as well.”
“Xyler! Don’t do it! They are people’s lives!”
“The world is rotting, and I will fix it.”
“Xyler!”
“Xero now. And when we meet again, I trust that is what you will call me by?”
“Xero….where and when?”
“Back home of course. The Wammy House and when, well how about tomorrow.”
The phone died, and Ryuza was left with a pit in his stomach. He could not sit still and therefore ordered his plane tickets and was at the Wammy House before the night turned to day. The old house looked tired and worn. Ryuza sat outside patiently.
“Ryuza,” a voice said so happily Ryuza almost mistook it for Soji. He looked up and saw the face of the boy that had now become a man. His piercing eyes had changed from the gentle blue to a piercing red, and his white hair had turned darker. This was not Xyler; it was Xero.
“Xero,” Ryuza said standing up.
“Ray Harper,” Xero said smiling, “So that is your real name. I always wondered what it was. Your fake one was always so annoying. It’s nice to see…”
“You have the,” Ryuza started.
“Shinigami eyes yes, and I have the Death Note see? Half my life given to a shinigami named Isica so that I could have them. I can kill with only a face. And here is the school where no pictures were kept. Hahahah. Near was smart enough to spare himself from a quick death, but it will be easy enough.”
“Xero,” Ryuza said staring straight at him, “Look what you have become.”
“Hahahahahahaha I like it! It is so much nicer than Xyler.”
“I did not make friends with Xero. I made friends with Xyler.”
“Of course you did, but I will never use that name again.”
“Xyler is dead,” Ryuza said sitting down on the steps, “He was the first one to be killed by Kira. And in his place is a man I don’t even know.”
“I am right here Ryuza,” Xero said kneeling down, “Where I have always been.”
“No, I lost you to Kira,” Ryuza sighed. Xero moved closer still.
“Ryuza, if you want, you may call me Xyler,” he said sitting next to Ryuza.
In that moment, Ryuza punched Xero hard in the stomach and grabbed the Death Note. He ran several feet to avoid Xero’s kicks.
“What do you plan to do with that Ryuza? Kill me? You don’t even know my real name,” Xyler taunted.
“No, but I can make a trade. I see your shinigami,” Ryuza said.
“Ahh do you want the eyes?” Isica asked, “The price is constant. Half your life in exchange.”
“I’ll do it!” Ryuza said quickly. In seconds the name appeared above Xyler. No his name is Xavier Heartwrite, “Xavier Heartwrite. This ends now.”
“You can’t kill me,” Xero laughed before Ryuza had the chance to write down the name, Xero knocked the book from his hands. It went flying. Xero punched Ryuza hard. Then harder still. Ryuza blocked and punched back, but it was not enough. Xero was obviously stronger. Ryuza was forced backwards and fell onto the steps of the Wammy House. Xero smiled and pulled out a gun.
“Ryuza, the fact is you have never killed before and are not able to now. I have killed many times, but another fact is that you have information that is useful to me. Another fact still is that if you do try to run, I will shoot you square in the heart. Do not move,” Xero smirked bending down to pick up the Note.
Ryuza thought of every reason to instantly move even if it did cost his life, but then a picture of Soji entered his mind.
Ryuza was taken back to the hideout and tortured for information. All the while all he could think of was why he had not taken the chance. He was forced to do things that he could never forgive himself for and all the while wondering what made his life so special that he felt the need to protect it. He was chained and beaten. When Soji finally freed him, he saw fully what had happened and that Soji had asked Isica for the shinigami eyes. He knew that Soji’s book was real. He knew that the book was fully hers, and he knew that he loved her. Playing ignorance, Ryuza kept Soji safe from Near, but now she was killed. She was dead somewhere in the Russian planes. D-E-A-D dead. Now it was his turn. Ryuza stared back at the phone that had laughed at his misery.
“Soji, this is all my fault. I’m sorry,” Ryuza whispered into the night.
[Somewhere farther away Soji lay awake in the night]
“Isica, why did it have to be Ryuza? Why is he going to die? I less than five days. Ryuza is going to die…” Soji said into the darkness of her room.
“Humans all have different life spans. It is just how things are. Ryuza is going to die because he wanted to spare you. He gave half his life to make sure that you could kill Xero before he killed you.”
“What do you mean?” Soji said sitting up.
“Why do you think Ryuza knew Xero’s real name?” Isica asked standing at a window.
“He knew then that….”
“Yes.”
“And he lied about…”
“But of course…”
