Becky: A brand new fan fiction on my part! I'm rather excited about this one, as I'm dealing with the delicate pairing: Matt and Sayu. I'm warning you now, this is going to get very... interesting. Like always, please read and review so I can see how you are all reacting to my story. Also, I'd like to thank my friend SunMoonAndSpoon for giving me the idea for this pairing. And finally, I hope I did this justice and I especially hope you like it!
Reference: I SUGGEST YOU READ THIS AS IT IS IMPORTANT!!!
The entire story is based around one of the most beautiful songs I have heard: Without You I'm Nothing by a band called Placebo. All the titles WILL be named after lyrics from this song, as the lyrics are quite relevent to the situation Matt and Sayu will be in. Please try to keep an open mind about my approach to this fan fiction, as I am trying something new.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor do I own the band Placebo or the song Without You I'm Nothing.
I'll Take It By Your Side
The night was cold. The smoke was warm.
The drag was long.
It was like the first breath a baby took after exiting it's mother's womb. Needing, desiring. The perfect blend of chemicals filled her lungs with a strange warmth. Flooded her mouth with a strange taste.
Sayu breathed out with a small moan of pleasure. She had being going insane all day, trying to sneak a fag. But there had always been SOMETHING to keep her from them. Thank god for Mizuki and Daiki. That night, Sayu had snuck out of her room, quickly like a cat. Her bare feet had pounded the sidewalk as she ran. Bruising the pavement with her urgency.
It took but a few short minutes to reach the front of 7-Eleven, but even this was a few minutes too long, and as Sayu slowed to a panted walk, paranoia gripped her heart.
What if they couldn't sneak out? Who would bring Sayu a cigarette?
She needn't have panicked, because as she rounded the building two very familiar faces came into view.
Sayu didn't greet them; she just grabbed the cigarette that Mizuki was holding out for her. The she held out her hand for Daiki's lighter. Mizuki was Sayu's best friend, she had stuck with her through thick and thin and Sayu loved her like a sister. But Sayu defiantly didn't love Daiki like a brother. In fact, Daiki was the reason Sayu had started smoking in the first place. So she could impress him. Sayu'd had a crush on him for nearly a year now, but it didn't makes things better knowing that Daiki was Mizuki's brother; and that he was off limits.
To Sayu, that just made Daiki sexier.
Sayu's hand was shaking as she brought the cigarette to her lips; she flicked the lighter. The small flame struggled for a moment in the light evening breeze.
Yes, that first breath really was the breath of life; but it was more than that.
It was the breath of an addiction.
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"Mello," the redhead stated, "I don't see how kidnapping this girl is going to help us at all."
Mello sighed an on-the-brink-of-collapse kind of sigh. "I'll explain it once again, just for you, Matt." He massaged his temples with his long fingers in exhaustion and frustration. It had been a very long day, and all Mello wanted to do was forget all the pressure and all the worries. He wanted to bundle them up in Sleep and mail them off to Dreamland. He wanted to lie on his lumpy mattress, wrapped in a lumpy duvet.
Or perhaps Alicia, the hot new addition to his team…
"Half of the Yagami family is working on the Kira case. We kidnap the girl, then demand the Death Note as ransom for the safe return… do you see where I am going with this Matt? Are you keeping up?!?"
Matt looked thoughtful and sceptical about something (and completely ignorant of Mello's mockery), and Mello just knew he wasn't going to get sleep anytime soon.
"But…" Matt began slowly, as a small muscle twitched in the corner of Mello's eye, "but even if the Yagami's want Yagami Sayu back, how do you know the rest of the investigation team will give up the Death Note?"
Behind Mello's obvious scowl, a smirk blossomed; the closest he ever got to a genuine smile. "Because Matt, I have reason to believe that Yagami Light and Yagami Soichiro have a considerable amount of influence over the rest of the people working on the case. And their actions. We will defiantly get the Death Note in exchange for their dearest Sayu-chan.
Matt blinked twice behind faded goggles. He supposed he had no reason not to trust Mello. But even so, he had a bad feeling this plan wasn't going to go quite as smoothly as Mello thought it would.
But he nodded his head, like a good little sidekick, before turning back to his paused Nintendo DS. He started to play; while out of the corner of his eye noticing Mello standing to leave.
Probably going to go find that new girl, Alicia, or something.
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Sayu took her time in the shower, letting the hot water sting like needles as they pierced her naked body. It flooded over her as she carefully washed any trace of cigarette smoke from her body. She rinsed the shampoo from her hair and regretfully turned the water off. She wanted to stay in the shower, hiding from life, but sooner or later the hot water would run out. Stepping out onto the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, Sayu grabbed a towel and dried herself off. She picked up her favourite perfume out of the bathroom cabinet; doused herself in it's fragrance to cover any hint of smoke.
Having done this, she wrapped the towel around her and slipped out if the bathroom and into her bedroom. Not that it mattered how well she concealed her tracks. Her mother was not the sharpest knife in the draw, her father was never home and Light had moved in with Misa-Misa.
She quickly got dressed and blow-dried her hair; she could hear voices coming from downstairs.
She followed the voices to their source and found herself in the living room, which was currently occupied with her father, her brother, Misa and a few other men she vaguely recognised.
After greeting them all, she asked, "Matsuda-san, right?" to one of them.
"Y-yes, Sayu-chan." He stuttered out a reply, "You are all grown up. You have become very beautiful…" he returned her warm smile.
Sayu could feel a flushed feeling creeping up her face and she had to force it back down. A few years ago, she had a crush on Matsuda. She was pleased to note that he hadn't gotten any less cute since the last time she had seen him.
She was picturing herself fucking him when her father said something that made her blood boil.
"We would never allow Sayu to marry a police officer."
"No, never." Agreed her mother, and Sayu felt like screaming. They were so controlling! There they were, trying to run her life again and making all of Sayu's choices for her! It made her furious that they were so protective and wouldn't let her have any fun!
But instead of voicing her opinions, she swallowed them and forced a plastic smile and laughed her plastic laugh, like everything was fine and dandy.
God, she hated being so fake; she wished her family could see her for who she really was.
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It was night and Sayu easily slipped out of her bedroom window, onto a piece of the roof below, and then onto the ground. She had practised this manoeuvre over the past few weeks and she felt she was getting very good at staying silent. She had managed to sneak a smoke a few hours ago, so she wasn't as impatient about getting her next one as she was the night before. The road was slowly eaten up by her jogging feet and Sayu's thoughts drifted as the neighbourhood wandered by.
She lost focus.
Mistake.
Hers.
At the next corner, Sayu felt a small prick at the base of her neck. Almost instantly she felt woozy and she stumbled a few paces before fainting. She was caught mid-fall by two men, clad in black. She was taken to a waiting van and shoved carelessly inside. The whole operation was fast, and took only a few seconds.
But it would have a huge impact on so many peoples' lives.
The houses stood unwavering; the only witnesses to the crime, and the street remained silent and unchanged as the van drove off into the night.