A Shinigami's Little Game
By FujoshiPanda
A Death Note Fiction
Rated: M
Pairing(s): Light/L, Eventual one sided Misa/Light
Warnings: Mpreg
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note in any way, shape, or form. If I did, L wouldn't have died, Misa would have. I do, however, claim the plot line of this story as my own.
Author's Notes: There's just not enough Mpreg inside Death Note, and for being a well-known Mpreg fanatic I decided that it was my turn to add a story to the collection. Of course, this will be in some what of an alternate universe, and of course that will need to be done! Please note that as the prologue, details inside will not be futher explained; you'll just have to read the rest of the story if you want to know more 3 I hope you enjoy!
Prologue :
In the milky skies of night streaming over a bustling Tokyo flew a creature beyond any sane person's imagination. Wings clad in charcoal feathers flew without any true intention of rushing as the god of death, Ryuk, cruised through the star-filled atmosphere.
It had been weeks since the shinigami had seen anything but the thick accumulation of forestry where the Death Note that he guarded was stashed deep down within murky soil. There was no chance of finding something interesting around the abandoned area, and he had searched without any success for the red juicy treat that was his addiction; fed up with the boredom and deprivation, Ryuk decided that over all he was going to stray away for a little while. It wasn't like the Notebook was going anywhere.
As the shockingly lengthy figured flew through the cold air uneven yellow eyes did not shift and the blue smile plastered upon grey skin did now falter, and yet Ryuk was far from amused, even after getting away from the forest of depression. What was he going to do now? "I wonder how the kid is doing." The muffled and gruff voice spoke, obviously to himself. Light Yagami. The image of the male with auburn locks and bronze eyes popped up with the recognition of his name; he knew how to keep him entertained! But wait...
"Oh, that's right."
Light Yagami no longer knew of his existence. Ryuk's wings visibly drooped with the remembrance. Unfortunately his personal entertainer had been confined just days after his Death Note was buried, and in fear for himself had promptly given his memories of the book and being the infamous Kira away. By now he was back to normal again- well, if being chained together to an antisocial, sweet-loving detective could be considered normal.
The shinigami chuckled in earnest at the thought that was L; that confection-obsessed noirete must have been driving Light crazy by now. They were complete opposites in personality, after all, and not to mention the two were enemies. Both seemed to understand the true methods of justice and in thinking so they clash in every which way. Right now they were most likely arguing about who would sleep on what side of the bed..
Thinking of that suddenly provided Ryuk with a very tempting idea. It may even be able to solve his complete and utter boredom.
"Maybe it's about time to check up on the brat. Hyuk, this should be fun" Almost immediately after speaking the god of death began to pick up speed and was nothing more than a flash of dark light as he flew to his new destination: Task Force Headquarters.
Only ten minutes were wasted in the small voyage, thankfully. Ryuk didn't like to fly for long; it would make his wings tired and it would almost be hell trying to move anymore for the rest of the day. Shinigami's weren't used to excersise, but hopfully the reason he had to move would be worth it. Hovering, the blue-skinned entity slipped through the building's exterior as if he were nothing but mere air
As large as the building was, there were no sounds at all. Each room he passed through was silent, or had the small buzzing sound of a hibernating computer playing within the background; all the humans he saw were fast asleep. 'How boring' Black irises rolled. Where in the hell is that kid? He wanted to be entertained!
"L-Light-kun! Stop..! That hurts."
'Hm?' Suddenly the shinigami's ears perked up at hearing a voice, it pleading and pained. That was the strange detective's voice, and if Ryuk wasn't mistaken that was the former renowned Kira he was yelling to cease whatever action he was doing. If his cheek bones could go any further his smile would widen dramatically. 'Apparently this will be more interesting than I thought, hyuk hyuk..' He wasn't expecting the enemies to be scrambling about at this time of night, or at least not physically, but what more could he ask for? Human were so funny when they battled things out with their fists; their expressions were always so scrunched up and filled with fury. Maybe that was how Light and L's were now. Without any further hesitation Ryuk began to materialize through the floors, tuning into directly where he heard the voice come from, anticipation building up inside the shinigami's body.
But what Ryuk would see next would be something not even he would expect.
At first the hulkingly large figure could only adjust to the dark room's lack of light, and as he did only one initial thought came to his mind; how were they fighting in the dark? But he was not allowed to question that thought, because as soon as his onyx eyes were able to see Ryuk came upon a scene much more interesting that two beings colliding in anger.
There was the brunet he was so used to seeing, in all of his nude glory with a stern expression dominating over his gently tanned features. His body was thrusting forward roughly, Ryuk could literally see his muscles contract against each other.
And what was the object of his attention that caused this much movement? Why it was none other than the great detective L with his legs spread open wide, accepting the man into him. He was trying to keep his composure by the way he kept quiet, steadily chewing on his thumb as if it were the only thing to silence himself; and seeing how his normally apathetic face was slowly succumbing to the pleasure he was given by the male on top of him, pounding his sweet spot mercilessly, L wouldn't be keeping that cool composure for very long.
"Whaa?" Ryuk turned his head to the side, yellow eyes staring blankly in front of himself. Being a shinigami who had absolutely no sex drive and found human reproduction(could this even be called that?) to be ridiculous and a waste of time besides continuing the human race and all of that jazz Ryuk wasn't all that shocked by the act that being preformed in front of him in itself. Sure, he wasn't going to stare, but he wouldn't flip out either. What was so shocking about this was the two individuals doing it. Weren't these two supposed to be enemies? And yet they were having sex? How.. Intriguing..
As shocked as he was Ryuk couldn't say that he should have been all that surprised. All of that tension between the two, the constant thoughts that were on the other, and of course being bound together by a chain and having no privacy to deal with what all human males had to take care of once and a while .. well, it was bound to turn into a different spark than just being competitive. Ryuk smirked; he knew that the brat would give into his desires so easily, and with the quirky noiret no less. The shinigami halfway wondered exactly how many times they had done this before..
Well I'm glad that they're having fun, but what about me! This is boring! Maybe this trip would be a bust after all.. As interesting as finding out that the famous L and Kira were actually love interests was, this was not entertaining at all! A skeleton thin finger went to tap thoughtfully on Ryuk's cheekbone as he began to hover about the room, completely omitting the sounds of heavy panting and subtle moans that began to fill the room like they were not there. There had to be something that he could do to make this more interesting!
The big hulking figure glanced over to the copulating bunnies who were still obviously ignorant of his existence while they were lost in each-other's passion. Ryuk could only let out a cackle; if only the world knew of what went on behind closed doors. It's too bad too men couldn't produce the same ending after sex and a man and women could. 'How entertaining would it be if this little escapade made Light a daddy.. Hyuk, He would give himself a heart-attack.'
And that was when Ryuk suddenly began to form a devilish plan that would keep boredom away for months! this could even be better than receiving apples... Well, almost.
But first of course, he would need a certain ingredient. 'I suppose I should get it before they're done, or else it won't do any good. How boring would that be...' With a swift flick of his wrist a sudden puff of smoke expelled through the air, sifting about the bony hand. as the fog began to disperse a small vial could be seen, it filled with a fluorescent, amethyst-colored powder that seemed to scream not from this world.
Ryuk didn't particularly like to use this type of magic; it was what could be considered 'black market' here in the human world. When shinigami have nothing better to do, they partake in these potions created by lesser demons in an alternate world who have nothing better to do with their time. They weren't supposed to use them seeings that the effects would eventually cause mass chaos in simplistic beings such as humanity, but of course there were loop-holes, and Ryuk was willing to take the risk if it meant his amusement.
Just as the vial was collected in his hands the sounds of erratic passion Ryuk had been drowning out for the past minutes began to exceedingly increase, which only signaled that the shinigami did not have much time. A lengthy sharp nail pierced quickly through the cork protruding from the top of the tiny glass bottle, and with a simple tug the plug popped out effortlessly just to be developed in a film of smoke once again.
the smiling Ryuk floated in the proximity of the two, though kept his distance; he was shy, after all. The vial was tilted and the shimmering contents spilled out into the air, sweeping down directly onto the bodies below just as shouts of climax were released...
Perfect timing.
While unsuspecting beings recovered together, an echoing laugh filled the dull room that only the caliber of a beyond ecstatic shinigami. Ryuk gazed down to the panting couple, eyes seeming to change red with amusement. "Looks like your lives are about to get much more.. interesting." There was nothing more the sly shinigami needed, his plan had been set in motion, and so Ryuk had vanished, only leaving his cackling to dwell.