Disclaimer: Death Note and all its characters belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. As you can see, or not, these characters are all in what would appear to be a "Alternate Universe" world. I have put them there for my own amusement and, hopefully, yours. Enjoy.
Rated M for eventual kinky lemon and language.
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Chapter 1 / First Day
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It was a nice day.
The sun was shining brightly, it's rays, comforting and warm. A slight breeze rustled the trees and swept through the children's hair that were playing outside.
Two boys sat under an apple tree in the Wammy's House courtyard. One boy had fair blond hair, the other had messy reddish brown locks. The blond boy wore a simple black shirt and black pants and was eating a chocolate bar and reading a book. The brunette boy wore a black and white striped shirt and jeans, with orange goggles atop his head. He was playing a Gameboy SP.
Matt, the brunette, quietly turned his Gameboy SP off and slipped the hand-held gaming system into his pocket. He leaned back against the tree and looked at the sky. Reaching into his other pocket, he took out a pack of cigarettes and slipped one into his mouth. Lighting it, he inhaled, then blew out a puff of smoke. Mello, the blond, glanced angrily at him but said nothing. Matt had just started smoking recently and despite Mello's warnings and lectures, the brunette would not quit. What a fool . . .
"Mello . . ." Matt murmured, turning his head to the blond slowly.
Mello looked up from his book and to Matt. The brunette gamer looked weary and sad. His cigarette hung lazily at the side of his mouth.
Mello bit into the milk chocolate Lindt bar L had given him and closed his book. "What's with the sad face?" he inquired in between thoughtful chocolate chews.
Matt bit his lip and looked away. " . . ."
"Come on!" Mello laughed, punching him playfully in the arm and scooting closer to the brunette. Matt sighed and looked at the blond sadly.
"Mello . . . I don't know how to tell you this . . . Please promise me- . . . Ah . . . Geez . . . Um . . ." Matt took the almost finished cigarette out of his mouth. " . . . I-I'm . . . I'm leaving . . ." And with that, he threw the cigarette to the ground.
Never would Mello forget the look on Matt's face and the smell of his cigarette burning in the grass.
BEEEEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEEEP
Mello groaned angrily and opened his eyes. Glancing at the annoying object fittingly named as an alarm clock, he stared at the thing scathingly. It beeped on. Stupid thing. Sighing, he pressed SNOOZE, closed his eyes and again felt the wonderful warmness of sleep envelop him.
Drifting . . .
Floating . . .
"-leaving . . . I'm sorry, Mello . . ."
The smell of that cigarette was really bothering Mello.
"What do you mean leaving!?"
BEEEEEP BEEEEEP BEEEEP
"FUCK!!" Mello roared, sitting up. Panting he hit the OFF button and laid back down. The voice in his dream kept playing over and over . . .
"Mello . . . Please promise me- . . ."
"Damn . . . Why do I keep having that dream . . .?" Mello groaned, slipping the black covers off and sitting up. He lazily slumped off the bed and stumbled his way into the bathroom.
Shivering as his bare feet hit the cold tile floor, he groggily stood in front on the mirror and glumly peered at himself.
"-sigh- Why do I always get up at 6:30am?"
Running a hand over the burn scar on his left eye, he turned to the bathtub. Turning on the water, he pressed the shower button and felt the hot water. Then, slipping off his PJ's and boxers, he climbed into the shower.
He relaxed as soon as he stepped in. Slipping under the flow of the soothing hot water, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back.
For a moment all he could hear was the sound of rushing water . . . the most relaxing sound . . . then . . .
"Mello . . ."
"Jesus-!" Mello's eyes snapped open. "Stop it!" He irritably hit himself on the head.
"This is stupid . . . I'm acting like an idiot." Mello muttered to himself, cupping his hands and filling them with water, then watching as the water slipped through his fingers.
Glancing at the shampoos and body washes on the ledge, he grabbed the Herbal Essences shampoo bottle and proceeded to wash his hair (during which he playfully moaned, "YES!" while lathering). Then he proceeded to wash his body, cleanse himself, and make himself smell good (which pretty much means he washed himself very good).
Stepping out of the shower, he grabbed a towel and wrapped in around his waist. Grabbing another towel to dry his hair, he ventured back into his bedroom.
As he entered the bedroom, he glanced at the alarm clock. 7:30am.
"And THAT is why I wake up at 6:30 . . ." he muttered, smiling.
Shrugging away the fact that he took long showers, he slipped off his towel and proceeded to dress himself. The usual leather montage. The process only took 15 minutes and he was out the door by 7:45am.
Walking down the sidewalk, he looked up at the sun. "Nice day . . ." Smirking, he kicked a can and proceeded to school. "Off to the final year of school!"
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As soon as he stepped inside the school, he smelt it. That annoying smell. The smell of stern teachers, stupid goody-goods, gross cafeteria food, and plastic. These smells all combined made Mello want to hurl.
Grimacing, he looked around. All the stereotypical groups had already formed.
Groups of prissy girls were already huddled together, talking wildly (their dimwitted conversations usually consisted of a lot of "like"s, "Oh my gawd!"s and "totally"s) and admiring each other first day of school outfits. Bleh. Mello passed a group and loudly exclaimed, "Like, OMG!" and stuck his tongue out as they rolled their eyes and gave him the finger.
After passing by various groups (each one he passed, he did something), he finally found his group. L, Near, Light, and Mikami.
L, the genius detective, was wearing a black and white zip-up jacket with dark white-washed jeans. He looked strange not wearing his usual white shirt and baggy jeans, but he had abandoned them a long time ago. He had a wise air about him and you couldn't help enjoy his presence.
Near, the nearly emotionless boy genius (he had lightened up over the years), wore a white zip-up and blue jeans. He looked very small, but not smaller than usual. The boy had always worn white PJ's in Wammy's House, but had decided to wear normal clothes upon attending Middle School.
Light, the ever perfect godly genius, wore a white button-down shirt and red tie and black pants. He was the handsomest of the group and very smart.
Mikami, the pretty-boy genius, wore a simple navy t-shirt and blue jeans.
They all smiled as Mello approached, and he grimaced back.
"Greetings, Mihael." L greeted Mello.
"Hey, L. Hey, guys."
"Hey." They all said in unison.
"Well, this school never changes, huh?" Light laughed as Mello leaned against the wall beside L.
"No, I'm pretty sure they sell cupcakes now." L stated, shifting the strawberry lollipop he was eating to the right side of his mouth.
"Wow, what a difference. Pretty soon they'll be selling whole cakes." Mello muttered sarcastically.
Now, to explain this strange group of misfits, we have to go back IN THE DAY. Or about 8 years.
Middle School. How innocent it was. And boring. Wammy's House children were told to start going to public school after Elementary School, even though they were already ready for University. "To get the school experience" they said. Whoever 'they' were. The only problem was that the children would always have perfect grades. If you really call that a problem. The 'normal' kids made fun of them at first, but as soon as they seen the uncaring emotionless faces, they stopped.
Anyway, Mello, L, and Near started Middle School as they were told. It was amusing for them. They were untouchable. Until they met Light Yagami and Teru Mikami. Two childhood friends like them that were geniuses. They all immediately clicked. And since then they were best friends and friendly rivals.
End of happy explanation.
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"No surprise that we all got into the same Homeroom again . . ." Near commented, smirking and twirling his hair as he sat down in his desk.
"Not at all. And this year, I'll get a higher score than you on the SATs', Near!" Mello announced, slamming down his Math textbook. Near just chuckled to himself.
"I heard that there's a new kid that just transferred here . . ." Mikami announced, chewing on his pencil.
"Oh yeah? He's probably already been wedgied by Rester! Poor guy." Mello laughed, taking out a chocolate bar from his messenger bag and taking a bite. He kicked his legs up onto his desk and lounged back.
"Who says it's a guy? It might be a really hot girl!"
They all turned to see Matsuda standing a few feet away, a goofy smile spread on his face. They all smiled back, trying not to laugh.
"Yes, Matsu, and you might finally get lucky!" Light exclaimed sarcastically, giving him a thumbs up. Matsuda's smile faltered and he sat down pouting.
Matsuda wasn't really part of their 'group', but they had all known him from Elementary School (Light and Mikami) and Middle School (Mello, L, and Near). So they were pretty friendly with him . . . kinda. He was pretty easy to make fun of.
The bells rang and everyone who wasn't in one, rushed to a desk. The goody-goods straightened up and perked their ears and the slackers put their feet up on their desks. A second later, the teacher walked in. He looked like a very sophisticated and put-together man. He wore a brand name suit and had long black hair. He immediately glided to the front of the class and stood behind the desk.
"Hello class." -the whole class answered "Hello."- "My name is Reiji Namikawa. You will call me Mr. Namikawa. Do NOT call me Reiji, Mr. Nami, R.W. or any other annoying nicknames you can think of. Simply call me Mr. Namikawa. I will be your Homeroom and Math teacher and will also supervise the Shoji Club. Any questions?" Mr. Namikawa looked around.
The class stayed silent.
"Fine. I'll start with attendance so I can learn your names and fac-" Mr. Namikawa was interrupted by a knock at the door. Sighing and frowning, he answered it.
"New studen, Mr. Namikawa. I'm sorry he's a bit late. He had to get signed up and all that." Principal Wedy informed. Students leaned forward to try and see the new student (all the while whistling at Mrs. Wedy), but could only see high hair.
"Well, it's a guy . . . Too bad for you, Matsuda." Aizawa snickered to the raven-haired man beside him trying to see.
"Tch . . . Cut your hair, Aizawa. You look like a stupid Chia pet or something . . ." Matsuda murmured back, slumping back into his seat and pouting.
"Well, come in then. I was just starting attendance." Mr. Namikawa muttered to the new student. The new kid muttered something back and proceeded to step inside. Mello didn't really care to see wat the new student looked like, and had already started to doodle on a piece of paper. The student stopped at the front of the class.
"Class, this is Mai-"
"Matt. I prefer to be called Matt if you don't mind, Mr. Namikawa."
"Fine . . ."
It took a few seconds for it to process (usually things like his clicked right away), but Mello's heart nearly stopped as he looked up into the face of his old smirking friend. And that old scent of the cigarette in the grass returned.
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-yawn- So ... This is the result of a boring Saturday night, chocolate (I really was eating a Lindt chocolate bar when I wrote that :D), giant freezies, and music ... A rewrite of CaCB. It's much better ... The other chapters will be up soon ... Along with new chapters as well. Hope you guys like ... -yawn-
Music: Randomness :D playlist (MUCC – Libra, Shiina Ringo – Honnou, The Smashing Pumpkins – The Everlasting Gaze, Cancer Bats – Pheumonia Hawk, Supercar – STROBOLIGHTS, the GazettE – Guren, An Cafe – Charry Saku Yuuki, An Cafe – Ryuusei Rocket, An Cafe – Escapism, An Cafe – Maple Gunman, An Cafe – Wagamama Koushinkyoku, Dir en Grey – Tsumi to Batsu, Dir en Grey – Marmalade Chainsaw, Kotani Kinya – Spicy Marmalade (LIVE), WaT – TOKIMEKI DooBeeDoo (:D), Alice Nine – Yami Ni Chiru Sakura, the GazettE – Zetsu, the GazettE – Silly God Disco, Miyavi – We Love You, Protest the Hero – Blindfolds Aside, Protest the Hero – Sequoia Throne, Gackt – Vanilla, Avenged Sevenfold – A Little Piece of Heaven, Mindless Self Indulgence – Animal, Mindless Self Indulgence – Lights Out, Mindless Self Indulgence – Get It Up, Mindless Self Indulgence – Never Wanted to Dance, Mindless Self Indulgence – Evening Wear, Mindless Self Indulgence – On it
All these songs are made of win. I suggest you check some of them out. :D