I needed a recovery fic after yesterday and I can’t even think about Death Note without also feeling like I might cry, so I wrote more incredibly self-inulgent KaiShin. Honestly, I’m a little embarrassed by how schmoopy this got (and how long, all things considered), but I hope you guys like it. 8)
Kaito sighed, gazing down at the letter in his hands with
dismay. No scholarship unless he turns
24, has a child, or gets married.
Sitting down at the kitchen table, he runs through his options. As he has barely turned 21, he can’t
conceivably turn 24 in time to get his loans.
He’s not ready to become a father, nor does he know any girl willing to
have a kid with him. And, well, the only
girls he knows are his best friend and her girlfriend, so they’re completely
out of the question anyway.
Which left marriage.
He hummed to himself.
He could legally get married at 21.
That would be the easiest course of action, but the problem was who
could he marry? The girls were out,
obviously. They were dating and he
didn’t really want to get in the way of that.
He’d rather spend the night at an aquarium than marry Hakuba.
Sighing, he pulled out his phone. He only had one option, so he might as well
give it a shot.