House of Cards
Fourteen year-old Light Yagami is new to this school, though it didn't matter. Where ever he went rumors followed and kids avoided him like the plague... but what is with this odd senior? LxLight friendship with maybe a spark of shounen-ai.
Author Note: This is the teaser chapter for a very LONG one shot I am currently still in the process of writing. I would have put off putting this up until I was finished, but wanted to give everyone a nice Christmas present! Happy Holidays!
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hello? … I... Help me!"
The operator blinked in surprise. The voice on the other line sounded so young, eleven maybe, but definitely male. He sounded frightened, panicked really, and she was worried he may go into shock before he even told her anything.
"It's okay... just take a deep breath." The operator listened as the boy on the other line complied. Gently, she asked, "Can you tell me your name and how old you are?"
"I.. I'm Light Yagami I'm... uh... I'll be thirteen in two weeks?"
She smiled a little at his answer. Light sounded like he was asking her if his answer was correct. Yagami, that name sounded oddly familiar.
"That's good." She cooed, encouraging the boy and trying to keep him calm. "Now can you tell me the problem?"
"It's... my... my Dad! Deputy Police Chief Yagami! He's dead!" He shouted, seeming to unravel at the word.
If she hadn't been wearing an ear piece the operator would have dropped the phone in shock. Yagami... Deputy Police Chief Yagami!
"He's dead! He's DEAD! Oh My God! … The blood's everywhere!" Light continued, near hysterics.
"Shh shh... It's okay, just stay calm." She tried to sooth the distraught boy even as she felt her own heart drop.
"Blood... There's blood on my feet..." His voice sounded oddly detached and a touch surprised, as if he'd only just noticed it. The operator was taken aback by the abrupt change in his tone.
"Light, stay on the line please, I need to contact a dispatcher." Her voice was low and gentle.
"My sister... I can hear my sister crying... Oh God! I can't let her come down here!"
"Wait! Light!"
"..."
He'd hung up. She thought about calling the boy back, but it was against protocol so she contacted the dispatcher to report.
"911, we received a report of an officer down at his residence..." She stopped a moment and looked at the information caller I.D. had provided, "349 Townhouse Road. There is also at least two children at the residence, one is exhibiting signs of shock."
After receiving confirmation that both a squad car and an ambulance were en route, she leaned back in her chair and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. What a way to end her shift.
Light calmly placed the phone back in its receiver. With very deliberate and sure steps, he walked back to the room he had exited only moments ago. He surveyed the kitchen with calculating eyes. Everything was perfect and in its place, just as he wanted it to be. He avoided looking directly at his father's body or he'd feel that pang of nausea again and his hands would begin to sweat and shake. It was a normal human reaction, Light realized, but he needed a calm, level head more then humanity at the moment.
His sister really was crying. Light could hear her in her room, sobbing uncontrollably. The sound brought him to the base of the stairs without thought and he quickly ascended to the second floor, to Sayu's room. Opening the door quietly, he slipped inside. Sayu was in her bed, laying on her side with her legs drawn tightly into her chest and arms crushed against her abdomen. She shook with the intensity of her tears, her pain and fear evident to Light. He felt a wave of emotions crash against him but he didn't try to discern one from another, opting to just feel lost in the swell.
Slowly, carefully, he slipped onto the bed and lay his arm across his little sister. Sayu immediately unfolded and pressed herself into Light's open arms, hands clutching his shirt with white knuckled grip, face hidden against his chest. Light threaded his hands through her hair in slow, calming strokes.
"It'll all be okay." He said, attempting to sooth but sounding rather cold.
"But... but L-Light... yo... you..." Sayu's words were broken by sobs and muted by cloth, but Light knew what his sister was trying to say.
"Nothing will happen to me as long as we stick to the plan." He reassured her. She nodded against his chest, but didn't seem convinced. Knowing what she needed to hear, Light continued. "I promise you, Sayu, I will take this to the grave with me. No one will know the truth and nothing will happen. Not to you, not to me."
Sayu finally seemed to relax, pressing herself even further into her older brother's embrace, drawing strength from his certainty.
Light glanced out the window protecting them from the cold winter night and was surprised to see snow falling. Large, fat flakes that drifted lazily in what ever direction they chose. It was the kind of snow fall that added a touch of magic to everything and, even with sirens piercing shrill, he felt at peace.
A few short minutes later, when the officers found the siblings laying together, they had to wonder at the boy's eerie calmness.