Here's my latest in a set of desperate attempts for ideas: The Music Shuffle meme. I've seen this on DA, but I found it on fanfiction, so what the heck, right? These will not be edited beyond spell check once their done. I figured to start with Death Note, as it just works!
A
character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music
player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to
each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to
finish the drabble you start when the song starts, and stop when it's
over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
I may repeat the song once or twice if it's short, or if I don't get an idea right away, but if I get one of those eight minute songs from hell, no repeats! Most of these I'm getting in before the song ends, though.
OK HI. I'll be putting little notes in after each drabble.
1) Chaba by The Parade
"Socks?"
"Hm?"
"Honestly, Ryuzaki, socks? We've been plotting for days, and you thought I was talking about socks?"
"What else would you mean, Raito kun? When someone says 'down there' they typically mean the feet, right?"
Raito turned the young detective to face him.
"Ryuzaki, were you ever dropped on your head as a child?"
"Not that I'm aware of, no?"
"Were your parents related?"
"No."
"Because Ryuzaki, you're a damn genius, but you have no common sense."
(A/N: You have to read an omake in volume thirteen, or this sounds a bit like yaoi.)
2) As the Water… by John Williams
Naomi Misora was to Beyond Birthday what the water would be to a burning ship. Even as she caused his downfall, she managed to save him, somehow. The water could bring a ship to its end, sinking it and killing those on board, but it could still stop the flames in doing so, but still amounting to the same result:
A very sunken ship, with nowhere to go.
(Beyond Birthday… yeah, he kicks ass. You get the drift. The song is from the Memoirs of a Geisha soundtrack.)
3) Mobile by Avril Lavigne
It was almost unsettling. It was almost depressing. But it was his job.
He would be back. He always came back. Mello forced himself to believe it. Every time he went to a case, he left Whammy's. He went from place to place, but he always came back. Always.
But it was almost impossible for Mello to understand it, as he watched L leave every time a new case came up.
Because someday he won't be back.
(Poor Melly kins. I wanted this to be his thoughts as L left for Japan, but I couldn't get it out right.)
4) Clumsy by Fergie
Crash
Oops. Misa seems to be doing that a lot lately. Tackle hugging people. Oh, wait, that was just poor little Raito-kun.
Oh well, it was nothing compared to the calamity her apartment had become. She was always bumping into things, tripping over herself… That was love.
But when she was needed, she would be safe. She would use her head, just as she had sending the KIRA tapes to NHN. Just like the wig and glasses ordeal.
She wouldn't mess up the important stuff.
(Yes, that's love. Tackle hugging your dear one, and bumping into stuff.)
5) Straight to Hell
People like them. He couldn't take them. They were a scum on the earth's surface. It was okay to kill them. They were going to hell anyway, so why not? It's a valuable service to the planet. People from all over the world would be free of torment. Their loved one's avenged. All well.
Or maybe, I'm going to hell. Let's think about this. What about their loved ones? What about the wrongly convicted? What about the misconceptions from the media? Maybe Ryuzaki was right…
Oh well. It's a small price to pay.
Let's see what you've got in you, L. Let's see who can really claim being justice.
(Straight to Hell was from a CD I got with my Cosplay Death Note. This is Raito's temporary sanity.)
6) Loose Control by Evanescence
Mello was a fucking psychopath. No doubt about that one. He himself might even admit it if pushed. The poor child would grow up to be great. If he didn't snap, first.
Near, on the other hand, was emotionless. His toys were his friends. He was content with them as his only company. He needed no others. He would grow up to be great. If he learned some compassion.
In a way they were both imperfect. Near couldn't see emotion and side effects as well as he could see the results, and Mello saw them so well, he could often forget about end results. They built on each other's strengths and weaknesses.
Maybe they make better friends than enemies.
Not that it would ever work…
Mello would snap first.
(This one didn't turn out as funny as I would have liked. The last bit was the punch line…)
7) Heroes Come Back!! by nobodyknows+
L was gone.
L Lawliet was dead and gone, buried, a rotting corpse.
But he wouldn't be gone for long, would he now?
Whether it was the raw intelligence embodied in the albino youth, or the total dedication that came from the blonde devil, he would find his way back. They both had their means to an end. They were both budding minds, ready to take control for a greater good. L had laid out the tracks, and with his death, left the rest of the job to his successors. They had to finish their own paths, following L's guidelines. Sure, they could do it.
But who said they had to follow guidelines so specifically? Mello would take as much liberty as he damn well felt like. Hello, guns. Hello, violence. Hello individuality.
(The song should have been Sleep by MCR, then Break the Ice by Brittney Spears, but Sleep gave me no ideas, and Ice was just… too gay. This ended up so weird! T.T)
8) Turning Japanese by The Vapors
I got your picture
Of me and you
You wrote 'I love you,
'I really do.'
I'm looking at when there's nothing else to do.
Oh it's in color
Your hair is brown
Your eyes are hazel
And soft as clouds
I have to-
…
Turning Japanese I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so!
No sex no drugs no wine no women no fun no sin
Dear lord, L just remembered why he didn't listen to the radio. Songs always ended up far too relevant to the situation.
(I'm sorry, I just thought of it! It would be the perfect yaoi song fic!)
9) Into the Night by Santana
Misa could see it. She was able to for a long time.
The Devil himself had been pulled out of Raito. He had all but been driven to insanity by this whole ordeal. He didn't love her anymore, if, in fact, he ever did.
She was beginning to question the validity of his actions, and of her own. She would pray silently that she was wrong, but knew the opposite.
KIRA was wrong. The public was blind. From the inside, she could see the stupid selfishness that consumed the entire operation. She didn't want it that way, but she didn't have a choice. They were married, he was dangerous, and like it or not, they were in this together.
(Well, that was based on a single lyric. Yeah.)
10) When I look to the Sky by Train
L looked up. He could hear bells, so loud they hummed and rang in his ears, though there would be no church in earshot, especially not audible with the loud rain hitting concrete on the roof. Perhaps a wedding, he though, but more likely a funeral. Perhaps a sound from the future. Perhaps his own funeral.
He shed a few invisible tears, he himself not noticing in the storm. He silently made wishes. He wished that Near would forgive him, he wished that Mello would forgive him, and the same went for Matt. He wished the children back home at Whammy's would think no less of him for losing. He wished Raito would know that as a friend, he was a good one, even if he essentially would be the end of L.
But he wished most that Mello, Matt and Near would understand. He bid them a silent goodbye, though they couldn't be there, he wished that they would go on, and avenge him.
"Ryuzaki!"
L turned. Oh, Raito. How ironic. Let's see to the end, then.
(Going out with a bang!)