Death Note
Naomi Misora opened her eyes, she could barely see through her hair.
"Raye? You make coffee yet?" she could hear someone breathing next to her, and felt the bed shift underneath her. Suddenly he was on top of her, staring into her eyes. But the eyes clearly didn't belong to Raye… they where blood red… as well as his lips, smeared with blood.
Her first reaction was horror, then she grabbed his wrist and flung him across the room, unnaturally light. She could clearly see who he was… Rue Ryuzaki, or otherwise known as BB… Beyond Birthday. She looked down to see a hole where her ring finger had been, torn of, or gnawed off. Her engagement ring was also missing. Rue Ryuzaki smiled and licked his lips, chuckling.
"He-he-he ho-ho" he paused and added "no.. ha ha ha, it's just jam…" he smiled, his lips pulling back from his stained teeth, "remember…Misora? Hwk hwk…" his voice gravely, unsettling rather than the thoughtful, calm and excited voice she recognized. She flinched as he reached toward her, but she soon reacted. She bent down and kicked him in the stomach, which through him to the ground.
"Beyond Birthday… How did you escape prison?" She asked in a calm voice, looking down on him.
"he he heh…" he started then paused, talking to himself. "no, no, it's haw haw haw … or maybe ho ho ho…?"
"Listen to me Beyond!" She called to him. He looked up. "Answer me."
"I have my sources….. He he…" he started again, staring right into her eyes. As his lips moved the 'jam' rolled down his chin and dripped on to the carpet. His eyes grew into a darker red, like the 'jam' he had been eating, creating a mystifying stare. The pain in her finger suddenly came to her, and Misora flinched slightly. BB took this as a sign of weakness and lunged. He quickly grabbed her wrist and shoved the opposite shoulder, making her fall onto the bed. He was on top of her again.
"he he he he…." His laugh was poison. She tried to punch or kick but his body was blocking any options. Beyond Birthday licked his lips causing the 'jam' to drip…drip… on her cheek. She shuttered.
"G-get off me." Beyond only continued laughing. She stopped shuttering and grew angry.
"GET OFF ME NOW!" But Beyond Birthday only laughed and drew his face closer to hers. His breath smelled of blood and lust.
"He he he ho ho….your so beautiful when you're angry…" his face suddenly looked serious. The lust in his eyes grew, and the blood on his mouth trickled down his chin. His face softened a bit, but only for a second.
"Naomi Misora. I know you must hate me." His voice grew deep and gravely, his eyes staring intensely into hers, she tried to look away.
"And I do. So?" he sat up, his legs digging into her stomach, but she tried not to react. He looked at her, surveying the curves and the strait lines, it looked like he was recording everything he was seeing, down to her plain black t shirt and sweat pants.
"So…" he leaned down, his eyes staying wide, his mouth pinched. He stayed there not speaking. She started feeling uncomfortable and noticed his grip was sipping.
"Gah!" she landed a fist to his stomach and rolled away from him as he fell away. She quickly got up and looked in her drawer for her gun and hand cuffs, but they were missing.
"ha ha he. I took them, Misora." He got up and smiled his cruel smile. "Now what?"
He quickly approached her. She couldn't move. She was stunned that he would go to such lengths… but after all, he was BB. He stopped, looking into her eyes, his face now soft, feeling that there was no threat. He landed his hand on her shoulder and slowly leaned down, his lips pressing against hers, somehow soft, warm and… weirdly pleasant. She could hear his breathing, his heart. Somehow she had forgotten that he was a human being. He was a human being… she pulled back and looked at him, his face still soft.
"So Misora." He looked at her, and looked like he wanted to tell her something. She smiled at him, her mind clouded and light. He let go of her shoulder, smiling again and her mind cleared. But this time his face was distorted, his eyes still blood red, his lips still stained with that 'jam' of his… but his face was burnt. Bloody and cracked. She gasped and fell down.
"whats wrong, Misora?" the smile pasted onto his face, her shoulder wet with his own blood. He laughed… "hwk hwk hwk… "
"Oh my god. The fire. I…" she looked back up at his cruel face. The fire. The fire… the bloody mass of flesh for a body that it left behind. The mass of flesh that was supposed to be the man standing in front of her.
The man she knew as Rue Ryuzaki, BB, Beyond Birthday, and a cruel killer. The man she had come to know of as a weird guy who liked jam and crawling on all fours, who knew how to piss her off to the point of boiling over and the man who had underestimated her, giving her the chance to catch him in his final act. Beyond Birthday, BB, and Rue Ryuzaki. The man she has just kissed…
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