Hello!
So, this idea came to me one evening that a series of bizarre phobias would make an interesting (but poorly written, albeit,) fanfiction. Some may be crackfics, some may be romantic, most will probably be depressing, haha!
I will warn you that some of these short tidbits will contain yaoi, or traces of it. I'll put a warning at the top so you can skip it if it's a pairing you don't like, though.
I apologize for my poor writing skills, I'm still incredibly new to creative writing. Please forgive me. Apologies for a long intro!
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.
Characters: L, task-force members.
Warning: Contains intended OOC-ness.
"...And when we meet," the synthetic voice played out, the only sound in the hotel room other than the stifled breathing of the ever-anxious Japanese males (for the present detective had all but held his breathe, and had been holding it for quite some time), "We can confirm out identities by showing each other our Shinigami." the continuation of the sentence coincided with the latter sentence to cease, as the detective inhaled sharply in a sudden gasp.
"Shinigami?" Chief Yagami and task-memebr Matsuda exclaimed in union, but the detective's ears had failed to allow the word to correctly be received by his brain.
"Ah... Ahhhhhhh—Ghn!" He screamed, wailing his arms into the air in horror, no attempt at reserving any dignity or respect (if anyone still held it for him,) in his outburst of sheer terror, before losing his sense of balance, his armchair plummeting to the ground- taking him with it.
Thump.
"Ryuzaki!" Aiziwa crouched to the floor, leaning towards the petrified man, "Are you alright?"
"S-.. S-.." The fallen genius stammered.
"T-That's impossible!" Matsuda interjected.
"Obviously they don't exist." Aiziwa continued.
"It.." L tried again, doing all he could to retain his calm and indifferent attitude.
"It was huge..."
"...Er, what?"
"That spider! Dear God, didn't you see it? It must have been the size of my fist, it-" A sudden yelp cut the raven short, fearing that he had just seen the son of a bitch run across the carpet.
"...Spider?"
L held up his fist and pointed to it, his eyes wide.
"...Spider." Matsuda repeated, blankly.
"Ryuzaki, you do realise Kira is-"
"Nevermind that! We need newspapers, encyclopedias, and a collect-" Madly scrabbling up off the floor, the ever-sugar-craving "man" froze when witnessing the awkward expressions of the rest of the room's occupants.
"...Ryuza...ki..." This from the 18-year-old genius, Light Yagami, who had, until now, been perfectly silent and generally uncaring for the arachnophobiac. "Don't... move..." He leaned over, heading towards the fallen armchair behind the mildly-hysterical L.
"It's there... isn't it... It's... behind me..."
"..Just don't move, I-"
Promptly throwing a lamp at the chair and running behind Matsuda proved fruitless in killing the beast, but effective in knocking Light out of the way and into Mogi's arms in such a fashion that would easily have sent his future girlfriend into spasms.
The ordeal continued for another 2 hours and 18 minutes, until the spider was successfully captured and squished to death by L repeatedly beating the poor creature in with Light's shoe.
He made it clear he had no intentions of removing the shoe from the teenager's foot before doing so.
Chest heaving, he rose to his feet, hair acting as a curtain to conceal his face.
"We... Never speak of this incident again..."
The group nodded.
Especially the brunet, who never again wanted to be grabbed by his leg and throw to the floor by a panting man again.
Ever.
Any reviews are thanked for, no matter what.
(And thank you for reading ^^ )