I'm really sorry this took so long. My reasons are at the bottom. Thanks so much for the reviews ! I got way more for the last chapter than I'm used to. Really, it makes me all…giddy inside and definitely helps lift my mood when I'm being really emo XD I love you guys :P
Premise: Ryuk convinces the shinigami King to turn Light into a cat so that he can infiltrate L. Only problem is…L hates cats.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.
Of Cats and Cake
Chapter 6
"Ryuuzaki, what is the meaning of this?"
Somewhere along the line, he had passed out. He didn't know when it had happened or how long he'd been out there, but somehow, he'd passed out and magically he'd awoken to find…this.
He was inside again; fresh cool air meeting that darned pelt of his and it was…well, he wasn't going to dignify that with a description. Not when he'd spent god knows how long outside in the scorching heat, being almost pecked to death by those wretched birds who mistook him for a rotting carcass, and then to magically awaken and find…well, it was heavenly.
He blearily opened his eyes to the sight of L.
L.
He frowned in disdain. L. It was his fault. He had put him out there. And for what? A little scratch. If he'd known L was a sissy, he wouldn't have bothered.
"Ryuuzaki." Watari reprimanded in an ice-cold tone, "What is the reason for this?"
L blinked up at the man, communicating his boredom perfectly.
Watari sighed.
"You have done nothing but aggravate the kitty."
L stared.
"You will fix this, young man. I'm tired of your attitude."
L stared vacantly at Watari and Light assumed that there was some hidden meaning in those words that only L would understand.
Damn it all! It was fun to see L scolded but L never reacted the way Light thought he would! Why was he so unpredictable? If this went on, his plan would never come to fruition and then…damn it!
Nevertheless…he was still wary of being alone with L and it seemed…yes, those were indeed footsteps echoing…away…damn it!
L stared vacantly at Light. It was a stare completely void of any malice, amusement, or…whatever other feelings L was capable of….no, it was…cold.
It took several minutes, but eventually L spoke.
"Cat-san." He addressed, his voice dripping with venom, "You have been a very bad Cat-san." Pause, for effect, "I will have to punish you."
L's tone somehow reminded him of the first time they 'met'. Well, the first time he heard L's voice at least, however much it was scrambled in the 'L. Lind Taylor Incident'.
L rose from his position on his chair and shuffled soundlessly over to Light's place on the cold tiled floor. Faster than Light had time to react, he was picked up in L's usual manner of having him suspended by the scruff of his neck and L was moving towards an unknown destination.
Light was getting more and more worried by the minute. He had never seen L this angry before. He had never seen L angry before, period.
They were in a bathroom. He assumed it was L's personal bathroom since there was an obnoxiously overbearing stench of strawberries. He wrinkled his nose. Nauseating.
L had dropped him unceremoniously on the toilet seat; thankfully the lid was down so he hadn't fallen into the germ-infested toilet water, which would, by all accounts, be utterly disgusting considering the filth that L ATE. To say L defecated like swine would be an understatement.
Light was sitting on his perch, tail swinging lazily behind him as he pondered what the fuck L was doing. The wayward detective was standing up by the sink, mixing bottles and bottles of god knows what into a small plastic container and used what appeared to be a stiff brush to mix it all together.
The fumes that emanated from that concoction could only be toxic. It smelled like ammonia.
He had been mixing for more than 10 minutes. Light narrowed his feline eyes. He was annoyed and the vomit inducing smell coming from the container was enough to make him bolt. Which he of course tried to do.
He snuck stealthily to the shut bathroom door. He proceeded slowly and cautiously lest he alert the nuisance to his actions. Almost there…
He reached the door and realized with a start that he could absolutely NOT exhibit his very HUMAN traits. Meaning, he could not jump up and turn the round doorknob so that he could finally leave what had become something resembling a gas chamber to his very sensitive feline nose, and body…surely, this was not healthy for a body of his size.
He stood warily at the door before he turned back to stare at L, who was STILL mixing the toxic substance or mix…or whatever the hell it might be. He didn't seem to notice Light's recent scheme to get out safely.
"Cat-san." He addressed without even sparing a glance to Light. "I have no intention of killing you."
…Or maybe not.
He awoke to the sound of running water.
He blearily opened his eyes, or at least tried to. He couldn't seem to SEE anything. It was black, and he knew from experience in his cat body that he could see very clearly in the dark. VERY clearly. So that wasn't it.
He finally came to his senses…or was woken up fully when…
A whole flood of water came crashing down on his head.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW" he screeched as the impossibly WET water came into contact with his precious fur.
He was drenched.
It was the most horrid sensation, yet the coolness was there, and…he wanted it, but…AGH!
He scratched up the sides, trying to get leverage to get out of the blasted thing, but there was no chance. He was pushed back into what he deemed as a very slippery tub and he felt like he was drowning.
"Cat-san." The voice alerted him to its presence. Yes, it was L. It was a really fucking pissed off L and he was doing this.
"L?" he tried to speak, but he couldn't. It came out as a choked whimper and he shuddered at the thought. The thought that L was winning, the thought that L couldn't understand him, the knowledge that L was here…and…
This was his punishment.
L had planned this.
It was like the Second Kira tapes all over again, except now…he wasn't humiliated or annoyed or…OK, yes. He was all those things, but more than anything, he was scared. Scared for his life.
A thought hit him and his eyes widened. He didn't know if L could see him. If it was dark in the room or not or if it was only his eyes that were covered, but he realized too late what L had been doing.
The mix. It WAS ammonia.
It could've killed him.
L was worse than Kira. He would have killed Light. Was he trying to…kill Light…?
Light froze in his place. He felt the water caress his strands, his whiskers, everything. Everything was drenched, but he didn't really care anymore. What the hell was he dealing with? This was a whole new side to L that he had never known about. Did Watari know he was this sadistic?
"Stay still now Cat-san," he reminded with what Light considered an amused tint, "You don't want to hurt yourself."
This…took an unpleasant turn. I'm sorry for the delay and the…lack of humor in this one. Truth is, I've had a really rough time and I've actually been kind of depressed so I wanted to wait to write this so I could make it funnier, but I realized that this would be better. Um…I tried to make L as IC as possible, but…I don't know. Is he IC?
Oh, and to explain this whole…well, Light hates L. At least right now. But after the seagull thing he's really pissed, but I figured L would be more pissed and has no qualms about showing it to Light since he's just a cat. Um, but yeah, this is just moving the plot forward I think. I made 3 different drafts of this and in the end I just couldn't make it funny and that's why it's like this. Please don't kill me!
Anyway, please review and tell me if you think this is too boring or depressing or…'cause I tried to make it funny? Is there anything funny in here? XD
Huggles,
Matt