Light was looking at his Death Note, the pages and pages of names of the dead, dying and condemned written neatly in plain black ink. He smirked. Power, that's what this was about. All about the power that he could get. People knew his name. He had online cults, real cults following his ideas. His name was on everyones lips. Well it was Kira's name, but what was the difference to him? Light was Kira. Kira was power, Kira was GOD.
Ryuk was watching Light from his bed, eating an apple. Oh what these puny humans had to learn about power. They thought power was the ability to kill someone. Ryuk took another bite of his apple. Maybe he would teach Light a little lesson. And an immensely pleasurable one for him at that, since Ryuk was a horrible sadist at heart.
"Light, come here." Ryuk motioned to the bed.
"Why? I want to get these names down before I go to bed. Shiraishi….Naozumi." Light continued to write names while answering Ryuks questions.
"So what did that guy do?"
"Serial killer, powerful guy. Kurata …Akito"
"And him?"
"Murderer. Tatsu…Hatsuharu, and before you ask. Serial rapist. Weak man if you ask me."
"Really Light? That shows how much you know about power."
Light turned, "Really? Care to enlighten me?"
Ryuk picked up another apple and considered it. "Words are power, you know that, you are using them to kill hundreds. But so is sex."
"Sex is an act of love, not power, Ryuk."
Ryuk did his creepy shinigami laugh, jumping up and taking Light. Grabbing him and holding him down, with his long arms, Ryuk said, "I'll show you how it is an act of power."
He stripped Light of his clothes and made him lay down on the floor on his stomach, ass in the air. Light was shaking in fear, pale skin getting paler, pupils dilated as he realized what was going to happen. Light turned away, unable to watch.
Ryuk smirked, shinigami did not have the parts that male humans did, he had only the form. But he had fingers, and a hand. He took three of his fingers and pushed into Lights ass. It was tight. Ryuk pumped his long fingers in and out, hard, scratching and stretching Light.
"Nng, Ryuk. Why?" Light cried, the tears of pain that he was fighting back clear in his voice.
"Power. You will fear me now, dream about me, in some corner of your mind desire me. I will control your waking thoughts and you will be unable to stop me." Ryuk kept pumping.
Light finally broke down and sobbed.
This was not the first time that Ryuk had done something like this. He knew how long he could do it, so that it felt like an actually rape. He drank in Lights sobs, and cries of pain like the water they were to a shinigami. Ryuk finished with a sudden deep thrust of his fingers and he let go of Light.
"Did you learn your lesson? Now, maybe you'll make my life more interesting than making me watch you scribbling names over and over and over."
Light whimpered, and Ryuk kicked him.
"I'll just kill you now. This is boring. I didn't know that you were so weak." Ryuk went over to the desk, and picked up the Death Note. Light watched him fear in his eyes. "Lets see. Sagami Light. You shall die, in about three hours, of rape by me."
Light paled and tried to crawl away. Ryuk stepped in front of him, and stopped him smiling more than he normally did.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~three hours and one minute later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Light lay dead on the floor, blood dripping softly out of his ass and open mouth. His face was stuck in the silent scream of horror when he realized what time it was. Ryuk pushed his face over with his foot.
"Tsk, tsk. Its always the ones in power that fall the hardest."