A.N: Since my other story is nearing it's end, I thought I'd post another one. So, enjoy, I suppose.

Demon of Seduction

"Light-san...?" a girl asked, twiddling her thumbs together, "I – I was wondering...do you want to...go out sometime?"

The said man turned his head, flashing a smile at the girl. "Sounds nice, but I've got some plans. Maybe some other time, okay sweetheart?"

The girl blushed madly. "O – Of course...g-goodbye, Light-san..."

She ran off, no doubt going to tell her friends that she may have scored a date with college student hotshot, twenty three year old Light Yagami.

The said man had a very high reputation at the school. Everyone called him 'The Demon of Seduction'.

Not surprising why. Yagami Light was 5'10, had chestnut brown hair that framed his face quite nicely, and eyes that every girl and some of the guys yearned for. They were wild, like a wild cat, and his personality matched. He was able to seduce almost anyone with his eyes and his looks.

Currently, he was wearing a black V necked t-shirt that had 'I'm busy. Go bother someone else' and black pants which hugged his muscled legs quite nicely. His left eyebrow was pierced with sliver earrings, his left ear also pierced twice with gold earrings. His fingernails were painted ebony black, and his trademark smirk was plastered onto his face.

"Yagami Light! You're late for class! Again! This is the seventh time you were late in a week! Do you have any idea–"

"Oh, shut the hell up." the twenty three old said annoyingly, sitting down in his seat and taking his books out of his kitbag. "The last thing I need to make my headache worse is your complaining about me being late. I'm the top student in the class even though I'm late all the time, right...?"

The teacher huffed in annoyance, shaking her head angrily. "That's true, Light Yagami, but your tardiness as of late is becoming inexcusable."

"Yeah, yeah. Complain to someone who cares." Light said irritably, laying back in his chair; placing his hands behind his head.

Some of the students laughed; the teacher just glared at the students, which made them shut up instantly.

As the teacher continued her lesson, Light barely paid attention to her. He just pretended to listen.

The door opened, and the teacher looked at the newcomer in annoyance. "Hideki Ryuga! Why are you twenty minutes late for class?!"

Light looked over at the student.

Hideki Ryuga was a transfer student, apparently from an orphanage for smart people. But he certainly fit the description of 'nerd'. Well, to Light, he did.

His hair was black, as were his eyes. His shirt was a baggy white shirt, and his jeans barely went around his figure. He was also chewing on his thumbnail like a three year old kid.

"Sorry. I had something to do." he said emotionlessly, tilting his head. "It appears someone took my seat..."

"Sit beside Light Yagami then." the teacher said matter of factly. "The brown haired one." then, under her breath, she muttered. "The goth."

Ryuga shrugged, walking over to the empty seat beside him.

Light pushed his books off the desk and onto the floor.

"Thank you." Ryuga said in that strange sounding voice of his, and Light just stared at him.

"Yeah, sure."

As the teacher continued on with her lesson, Light continued to keep up his act of pretending to listen.

"Light-kun?" Ryuga asked.

Light cracked an eye open. "Yeah? What is it, Ryuga?"

"Do you have the notes from last class? I wasn't here that day."

"Sure." the twenty three year old picked up his books and rummaged through them, eventually finding the notes from the previous class and handing them to the black haired man. "Here you go. Sorry if my handwriting is a little hard to understand."

"No, this is fine. Thank you, Yagami-san." Ryuga said, taking a pen out his bag and writing down the notes in his own writing, which was very nice writing, Light had to admit.

Though I have to say, nerds usually have nice writing. Light thought sarcastically, smirking that sly smirk of his.

"Something amusing about the way I write Japanese, Light-kun?" Ryuga asked, looking at the other with confusion.

Light's smirk disappeared. "No. Why?"

Ryuga stared back at the brunette. "No reason; you just seem to be intently staring at my paper."

Light scowled lightly. "Well, excuse me."

Ryuga laughed slightly. "Aren't you in a bad mood today? Or are you always in a crappy mood?"

"What was that, Ryuga?" Light said in a dangerously low voice. "You should watch what you say around me. Some girls wouldn't hesitate to rip your head off if you insult me."

Ryuga smirked. "I can handle myself. Don't you worry."

Light also smirked. "Oh, I'm so sure you can handle yourself. In fights though, I highly doubt it."

"Care to test me, oh great god of the school?"

Light's eyes widened, and he glared daggers at the man. "What did you just say?"

"You heard me." the black haired man said, his black eyes widening slightly. "Or do you not think that you can take me on?"

Light smirked, a sinister one that made everyone around him shiver with fear. "Oh, I KNOW I can kick your ass. I just don't want to kill you."

Ryuga's eyes went darker than they usually went. "Oh, quite the opposite, Light-kun."

"Ryuga! Yagami! Shut up back there or I'll make you both stay behind!" the teacher said from the front of the classroom.

If looks could kill, the teacher at the front of the room would be dead at the death glares that Light was sending her.

"Forgive me, Mrs. Sikari, but Light-kun was distracting me." Ryuga said, smirking at the glare Light sent his way.

"Oh. Well, Yagami-san, since you're so busy distracting Ryuga-kun, why don't you educate him on what today's lesson is?"

"Ugh." Light groaned, running a hand through his brown hair. "Fine."

Ryuga smirked, and Light just glared at him. "Okay, do you understand what's going on in this lesson so far?"

"Yes."

"Then stop getting me in shit and pay attention, asshole." Light said, proud with himself. "And I need my notes back when you're done with them."

"I'm already done with them." the black haired man said, handing Light his notes between his forefinger and thumb.

"Oh." the twenty three year old said, dumbfounded that Ryuga was able to write so fast. "Thanks...I think."

Ryuga just laughed, while Light stared at him. "Sorry...your expression was amusing."

"Heh." the brunette said, smiling slightly.

Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all...

Ending A.N: Well, there's the start. Hopefully it gave people an idea about where this is going and what type of story this will be. =)

Oh, and just so everything's clear...Light isn't Kira in this. The Death Note may show up...sometime. (smirk)