Light was in his room, and Ryuk was cackling. The door was locked.
Suddenly, Light felt an urgent need. He rushed over to the death note, panting, and opened up her silky pages, taking out his pen. It leaked ink. Stroking the tip of it, before placing it in his mouth, he placed his largely erect pen against her soft, virgin like page.
His kokoro went doki doki. His mouth opened slightly, and he panted. He started stroking it with his pen, the pen was leaking out ink at a steady pace, drenching all the pages with his love. The notebook groaned in the way that notebooks do. Light looked satisfied and, after forty seconds, someone dies, but he doesn't feel satisfied enough.
Sayu knocked on his door. "Liight! Why is it locked?" She asked, and paused when she heard light's heavy breathing and the thumps of pleasure. He was too engrossed in these sensual acts, so he didn't hear her. Sayu paused, and rushed to the bathroom, about to throw up… or masturbate. I won't pretend I understand her.
Anyway, back to Light, who was killing criminals hard and fast. He felt his hand of justice shaking with glee, as he wrote faster and faster. The death note arched. Light moaned. The room was dark, just as Light's soul as he wrote more and more names faster and faster. Criminals died, and Light felt justice fill him up.
"I…..am….justice." He gasped, his voice cracking. He panted, gripping the edge the table, throwing his head back in ecstasy.
His mom walked in. She asked if Light wanted apples. He said okay and Ryuk licked them passionately. His mom didn't notice Light's state of bliss because the room was so dark.
His mom walked out, and light orgasmed.