AN: Obviously, this is a LxLight fic.
SALIGIA is a mnemonic formed from combining the first letters of the latin names of the seven deadly sins.
Disclaimer: I dont own DeathNote or any of its characters. Dammit. I wish I did.
Enjoy.
Chapter 1: Luxuria
It was raining when the Yagami household was invaded by a stranger. Yagami Soichiro was watching the late night news in the living room when the door was forced open and fierce eyes stared at him. No less than 30 seconds, the man was in front of him. No less than 30 seconds, his body was covered in blood, his eyes still wide in shock, lifeless. No less than 15 minutes, Yagami Sayu and Yagami Sachiko were both on the kitchen floor, skulls crushed, bodies covered with no less than 10 stab wounds each. In no less than 15 minutes, the only sound in the Yagami household was the perky voices in the commercial being shown in the TV in the living room.
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Yagami Raito felt a sudden strange feeling when he opened the gate. The feeling intensified as he neared the front door of the house. He sighed loudly and opened the door. His eyebrows creased when the odd silence greeted him. He heard the faint sound coming from the TV in the living room. Aside from that, there was no sign of movement at all. Strange...
"I'm ba—"
His eyes went wide at the gruesome sight before him. There, lying on the living room floor was his father. His father's eyes were open but devoid of life. Blood was trickling from his half-closed mouth and his body was covered with blood. The carpet in the living room was stained with dark crimson and there were blood trickling on the screen of the TV. He remained in his spot. Father...
Then it hit him. Mom, Sayu…
He ran towards the kitchen. There on the kitchen floor was his mother and sister. Their faces were almost unrecognizable because of the brutality of the deed. Blood was splattered everywhere. He felt his world crashing down. The sight was too much for him. But he can't avert his eyes. It was as if his mind was forcing him to memorize every detail of the morbid sight before him.
Still staring and almost unconsciously, he reached for his phone in his pockets.
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When the police found him, he was still there in the kitchen, staring. He seemed not to hear their questions. He was just there staring. The police kept on asking what happened but he couldn't see them nor hear them. All he could see was blood. All he could hear was the sound of rain gracefully crying for him. All he could do was stare.
It was raining when Yagami Light lost his family. It was raining when he cried hard.
For the first and last time.
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The waitress sighed as the busy café morphed into a still picture when a strange man entered, drawing curious looks from everyone. The waitress, used to the effect of Ryuuzaki's presence in the café, smiled warmly at him and followed him as he walked towards a table in a secluded corner of the place. She watched as he sat on his usual weird position, knees drawn to his chest, feet playfully rubbing each other. When she sensed that he seemed comfortable enough, she set down the menu in front of him.
"The usual, Ryuuzaki-san?" she asked. Ryuuzaki just spared her a swift glance then set his eyes on the menu once more. After a few minutes of blissful scanning, he handed her the menu again.
"Ahh, I'm afraid I have to taste a new one today. I wonder if your Bundt cake is as heavenly as my usual." The waitress gave him a small smile.
"Irish Cream perhaps? Four slices, as usual?" Ryuuzaki nodded. "Please add a cup of coffee to the order." The waitress gave a small bow and walked away.
L thought that perhaps it was the best time to ponder about the case he was handling. The silence in the café was almost deafening but he thought it was great. He needed this time to seriously think about the present case he was handling. This case was the main reason why he was in Japan, and not blissfully eating his favorite variety of cakes in England. He was currently starting with his deductions when he saw the waitress walking towards him with the tray of his heavenly order.
The waitress arrived with his order. As soon as she started walking away, he picked up his fork and happily devoured one slice. When he decided that the cake met his expectations, he forced his mind to think about the case once more, as he continued devouring the first slice of the said cake.
The case was about a serial killer in the Kanto region who, based from the present statistics, killed 15 detectives and police agents along with their families. There is no evidence in the murder scene aside from the gruesome bodies, brutally assaulted. No letter of mockery, no scribbles or whatsoever. Only the image of his or her victims sprawled across the floor, covered with their own blood. There was no particular weapon of choice. Some credible witnesses said something about a man wearing black clothes and black mask. That was the only lead the police have and so because of the mystery revolving around the case, they summoned him to solve this one. Not that he didn't like it. The case was interesting. And so, as curious as he was, he flew to Japan one month ago to put an end in this mystery. One month passed and still, there is no progress in the case. It was frustrating to admit that despite his brilliance, he could not come up with patterns and evidences in the murders that could point out who the hell the criminal was.
He was currently making deductions about possible motives and modus operandi when the door of the café opened and he heard the people around him gasped. There were murmurs around him and it almost disturbed him. Almost. He had perfectly mastered trapping himself in his own world when thinking. But something made him want to look up and see what it was that disturbed the other patrons in the cafe. He raised his head to see what the commotion was all about and he gasped faintly when his eyes landed on a breathtakingly handsome young man walking towards the table near him. He fully stared at the man, taking in his gorgeous features.
The man was perhaps in his early twenties, he deducted. His auburn hair complemented his fair complexion and chocolate orbs that seemed to exude an air of intelligence. His medium body build complemented his height which he presumed was around 5"6 or 5"7. All in all, the man was utterly gorgeous! Aside from that, he seemed to emit an aura of elegance and confidence which really brought out his best features. L had to restrain himself from gawking intensely. God sure used an effective way of testing his sexual orientation! He was mentally reprimanding himself for diverting his concentration on this alluring individual when chocolate orbs met his obsidian ones. He froze. He was deciding whether to avert his eyes or let himself be lost on those damned eyes. He silently weighed the consequences of both actions while still staring at those eyes.
The eyes suddenly smiled as perfect lips curved into a small smile. Or was that a smirk? He was not sure.
He decided it would be best to hold his breath and remain frozen.
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AN: Hmm… Review if you must. I appreciate reviews.
