Pictures of You
Pictures of You
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Chapter 10: Perfect Denial
AN: Okay okay I made this as LONG as I possibly couldand I've got some important things to tell you my readers. First off as I said FIGHT SCENES ARE NOT MY FORTE well…actually I don't even know what my forte is! Anyway secondly, school is coming around quicker than I thought about like … three more weeks which means three more updates and then it's going to be, I'm assuming, really busy for me and if you guys think it's just homework when coming back from school yeah, well it's not like that. I have homework, part-time job, community hours, extra-curricular activities, and I'm absolutely new to high school and I practically have nobody there with me so I need to calm my nerves. Anyway the next few chapters I assure you are gonna be long just cause I love you guys! Special UBER thanks goes to GoooodPie aka Kara-chan! Please Review! Leave some of your thoughts, comments, a couple praises here and there Does my ego good when I get compliments and most off ENJOY!!
Beautiful Lie – 30 Seconds to Mars
The relentless beeping of instruments, the sterile atmosphere, and the ever so present white objects made Light sick. How he hated the hospital. The pointless nurses who merely come in to check up one you if you had already died or not, the heartless doctors who use scientific terms to lessen the anguish the individuals would have to withstand when hearing they have a lethal malady. The revolting savagery medical instruments they use, surgeons dressed in lapis lazuli staring at you like your some kind of specimen, feeling absolutely numb and the blinding light that illuminated making it hard for anybody to see properly. He hated it and it killed him to see his father under-going it all.
The austere male paced back and forth around the perimeter of the waiting room. Sachiko was crying softly and Sayu sat alongside her comforting her. Lawliet sat in a crouched position on one of the chairs, jet-black globes darting back and forth at the auburn haired male. Oh, how the raven boy wanted so dearly to embrace the somber teen who cared for him, diminishing all traces of anxiety due to the situation. But he resigned himself from the act of affection. The pale boy brought his meager thumb to his soft pallid lips, losing all grip of reality as he resided into the thoughts rolling in his mind. 'Light-kun somehow discovered the relationship I have with Miguel. But he had only confirmed my acquaintances with the man thus unaware that he is a part of my extended family. Since he had access to the criminal records it is inveterate that one of his parents is indeed police officers. Though it is most likely being the father since he was shot, and police officers do participate in these types of encounters with criminals, nevertheless it can be the mother and a rowdy subject inevitably wanted to pursue revengeful engagement therefore hurting Sachiko's husband. Light-kun's mother, however, looks only that of a housewife and nothing more. There are several possibilities and there's no way in finding out for sure except for me asking Light-kun.'
"Light-kun…is your father a police officer?" The astute henna haired man abruptly stopped his pacing and turned to lock eyes with the large inky ones. The two males stared at each other, one with a stoic expression the other infuriated, which seemed so much as perpetuity.
"Yeah." Lawliet narrowed his eyes at how blunt and scornful the words spat out of the ruddy lips of Light's. The pale thumb pushed past the delicate ashen lips and slipped inside the hot caverns of Lawliet's mouth, sucking and gnawing on the digit, not letting go of the glare he sent continuously at the auburn male. 'If that is so, then Light-kun's father indeed is aware of Miguel's criminal offenses. If Light-kun's father is investigating the presumptuous and menacing mob-leader he would in fact know if Miguel has any family members which will in fact lead to me! If Light-kun is capable of attaining Miguel's criminal records without any complaints from his father….then would Light-kun's father be generously giving out information on this case to Light? If so Light-kun will find out about my relationship with Miguel and I cannot let that happen.'
"What is his name Light-kun?"
"Chief Soichiro Yagami." The abused pale thumb dropped from Lawliet's mouth, a small line of saliva stretching as far as it could then breaking and falling onto the chin of the pale boy's, whilst jet-black orbs expanded in shock. Light, for the second time, had a sudden urge to wipe the saliva off, with what you may ask? Something he himself was shocked to even think about. Restraining his adolescent hormonal raging self he stood there clenching his fist and mentally slapped him for thinking about something so inane at a time when his father lay on a hospital bed fighting for his life. The carnelian male narrowed his eyes taking in the shocked demeanor of the raven.
"What's wrong Lawliet?" Light inquired, amber globes searching the vanity inside the midnight black spheres.
"Nothing it's just that-"
"Light Yagami?" All three of the Yagami's looked at the petite nurse that came out of Soichiro's operation room. Their hearts were thumping viciously in their chests, sweat trickling down the auburn teen's temple, agitation rolling through his blood. Lawliet just sat there whilst bringing his thumb back into his hot mouth, nibbling on it furiously as he glared blankly at the uniformed nurse.
"Yes?" The nurse studied Light up and down a smile creeping on her lips and an evident blush on her face. Lawliet's eyebrows furrowed, the thought of the nurse examining Light at a time like this, no, at any time at all made him angry. The pale boy had half the mind to get up from his seat and hold the chestnut-haired boy's hand, indicating that they were together only to scare off the nurse but that would be the most idiotic thing to do after everything that's happened.
Light also noticed the look he was getting from the nurse and his blood started to boil. He was waiting for news on his father while the nurse here is having her fantasies. Therefore proving how much he hates the hospital and the people working in it. They were all mediocre individuals who probably got their doctor degree from a notoriety university from the suburbs. The auburn teen cleared his throat and stared hard at the lady, who was brought out of her dreams and faced with the death defying glare of amber orbs rimmed with crimson fury.
"O-Oh, ha I'm sorry. I was just uh, yeah. Anyway patient Soichiro Yagami had bullet nearly inches away from the jugular and it took a lot of time and he lost a lot of blood but, we saved him. You may go in and see him." Sachiko Yagami gasped and immediately got up from her sitting position to run inside the room of her husband. Sayu followed after her, sparing a small glance at Lawliet.
The nurse's burnt-sienna orbs swept over Light's figure a quick last time before she gave a grin and walked out of the waiting room. Light shuddered as he knew his stunning features had clearly aroused the nurse. He would have walked into his father's room if it had not been that Light's mother and sister were already there. The auburn male wanted to find out who shot his father, who was that audacious and pugnacious individual that hurt a prestigious man in society? A criminal was a definite possibility. It angered Light at how the world was rotting; two people in one day that he knew were found violently abused lying on the ground. Lawliet and his father Soichiro…
Sleep swept over Lawliet's frail body, tugging at his eyes to shut close. The pale boy yawned several times but never once caught the attention of the angry caramel head boy. He brought his slender fingers to his eyes and tried to rub the sleep off of it. They were at a hospital 2 AM in the morning! The Yagami household got a phone call saying their father has been shot and was admitted to the To-ou General East hospital. Light awoke Lawliet from his slumber and made him come with them since the auburn teen didn't want to baby-sit the pale boy nor had he wanted to leave the unusual male alone in his room. It was a long taxi drive to the hospital and even though Lawliet was very sleepy he stayed awake knowing that Light, his friend, was worried sick about his father's condition. Though now that the nurse assured them that Soichiro was alright he let sleep overtake his body periodically. But he was awoken when a soft voice called out Light's name.
"Oni-san?" Two pairs of orbs looked upon the small chestnut-haired girl. Her amber eyes were filled with translucent liquid and there was a small curve on her lips forming a little smile. Light's heart dropped whenever he saw his beloved sister cry. It made him feel weak, like he couldn't protect them from tears of pain. The auburn male rushed over to his sister and wrapped his arms around her. Tears rushed down the auburn girl's face whilst clutching the arms of Light. The older male furrowed his eyebrows, his black long sleeve sweater damp with small puddles of salty fluid from his sister's eyes. 'The nurse said Dad was alright, he lost a lot of blood but that was it….so why is she still crying?'
"What is it Sayu? Is dad alright?" Light let go of his sister so she could look at him face to face.
"H-he's fine Oni-san but he wants to see you. Okasan is going to come out to give you guys privacy." As if on cue the mother came out and ambled over to her seat, not once sparing a glance at Light, it was as if she was dead and her brain wasn't working. The auburn male stared hard at his mother, his heart thumping harder and faster. 'What's wrong with Mom now? Dad is alright…right?!' Light, without a second thought, ran inside Soichiro's room.
Immediately the annoying dinning reached Light's ears and he stepped inside the blinding magnolia of the hospital room. His father lay on the large, antiseptic, and uncomfortable bed. Soichiro's breathing was soft and cadence; it made the auburn teen's heart lift to see his father perfectly fine. There were a couple patches on his forehead, arms, and the neck where the menacing bullet hit. His face was paler than usual and it looked like there were more wrinkles and creases but either than that he looked perfectly normal.
The injured man lifted his trembling arm and flexed it a bit but Light knew very well that his father was calling him over and he didn't waste a second as he jolted to his father's side. A warm smile crept up Soichiro's lips, it being contagious; a smile appeared on Light's ruddy lips. The cold large hand of Chief Yagami covered the warm one of the burnt sienna haired male; he shuddered at the coolness that rushed through his arm.
"Light…"
"How are you dad?"
"I-I'm alright, but I need to tell you something." The large hand squeezed the slightly smaller one and Light knew right away something big happened, but he had absolutely no clue what. 'Does Dad have some kind of internal syndrome? He doesn't look like he's sick, plus Sayu and the nurse said he was alright but mom….she was void of all emotions, exactly like Lawliet…..Lawliet? Was he also void of emotions because something bad happened? Wait… no, right now it's about what Dad has to say, I'll figure Lawliet out….later.'
"What is it dad?" Black onyx eyes diverted away from the intense glare of his son's, as his eyes patinated with a familiar salty liquid. Light's body tensed. A heavy silence, like to death itself, blanketed the consistent blaring of the machines hooked onto his father.
"Sadao….is dead." Emotions, oh how many emotions struck Light at that one moment. A smile itched on his face, as his amber eyes searched violently and desperately into the black orbs of his father, sensing no cynicism the smile was drained from his visage, a frown sprouted in its place. Amber globes filled with translucent fluid but Light, being the strong person he is, shunned the growing tears away and swallowed hard.
"Who….h-how…" The world was utterly disgusting. Murders here and there, students unable to stay somewhere without having to be approached by belligerent antagonistic animals, hurt family and friends. The world was soon to be reigned by pessimistic, exasperated, creatures who strive to inflict bewail on innocent human beings. Light wanted it all to end, the people he loved….hurt? He doesn't want that, he doesn't want to be helpless and watch them suffer. 'I can still help Lawliet…find out who's doing this to him before it's too late….'
Soichiro Yagami let his eyelids droop mercilessly, the pain was still there but with less intensity but he knew well enough that he can't just let his son not know how Sadao died. He felt shameful, solemn, ensnared. The very thought of his student dying in front of his eyes, what kind of mentor was Soichiro if he couldn't even protect his student? Even though he was injured Sadao risked his life for his old brittle self. The raven student was young and intelligent, he was strong and vigilant, and he was no where close to his death. 'He died, I couldn't protect….can I protect my own children? My own wife? I am too old….'
"Dad, how did Sadao ….die?" Light's voice was thick with desperation and anger as he urged the Chief to answer him. The raven man cringed slightly, continuing to stare hard out the window and into the sky bathed in darkness that was soon to vanish into soft orange and pink hues of the morning.
"He got shot saving me, son." The auburn teen sharpened his gaze on Soichiro, his raging eyes boring into the pale complexion of the raven man. Underneath the large hands of the injured man Light clenched his fist, exacerbated. The air was tense, impenetrable with the over flowing emotions of the burnt-sienna male.
"Who did this all? Who was responsible for this?" The words were spat out, all dripping with venom, and Chief Yagami endeavored to stop himself from locking eyes with the furious globes of Light's, but he gave in. Soichiro gave a small, but ever so present, warm smile to extinguish the fire in the pit of the amber male's stomach. The moment Light's body language told Chief Yagami that he was calm the raven man smile was wiped from his face, that it seemed all too vague.
"Miguel…"
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Stares, icy cold stares that made him shiver in his spot. Lawliet gnawed viciously at his thumb, ignoring the amber orbs boring deep holes into him. The pale boy rocked slightly back and forth, attempting to pass time till Light came by to his side so they can get out of the bland hospital and go to school. Sleep vanished from his system since the raven had drunk about eight large coffees diluted with the overpowering strength of sugar. His inky black orbs glanced at the two pair of amber eyes glaring at him to return the intensity. Sayu and Sachiko both looked away absolutely awed at the obsidian globes that was immobile for a lengthy period.
"Lawliet…." In instantaneous velocity midnight black orbs riveted to the auburn male that stood mere foots away from him. The raven boy stared at Light, his mouth open in utter shock and disbelief, Light looked furious. A hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him off the hard plastic hospital chair. Lawliet let out a quick yelp from the tightness of the hold but remained silent as Light dragged him out of the hospital. Sachiko tried to stop the rampaging caramel haired boy but was only shot a rigorous glare.
The dark blackness of the sky blinded the vision of both the males as they suddenly left the bright and lighted hospital. The moon was large and radiant, its beams shone beautifully, creating elongated shadows of the silhouette of Light. Diaphanous gusts of air ruffled Lawliet's ebony locks and it was enough to make the pale boy shiver. The auburn male wasn't bothered by the wind since he had a jacket over his long sleeve black sweater. Neither one of the two had spoken once they got out of the hospital. Lawliet sat, as snuggly as he possible could, crouched on the cool crisp grass that was covered with dried leaves, trembling. It was obvious winter was coming soon since every slow breath that escaped the pastel-pale lips could be seen in front of him as a foggy mist. He stared intently at Light, who searched the dull emerald green grass beneath the feet of Lawliet. The silence was thick and tense, the raven boy refused to be the one to break it but he was utterly confused as to why Light would just bring him out here all of a sudden with such anger. What was it that he couldn't say in front of his family members?
"Lawliet, why didn't you tell me?" The amber eyes rimmed with crimson glared darkly at the opalescent obsidian orbs which explored deeply into the cinnamon ones. Another gust of air hit them, rattling the bare tree branches, whistling noises floating into the air from the grass. It seemed like an eternity before Lawliet looked away from the burning fire like intensity in, what use to be, soft amber globules.
"What are you talking about Light-kun?" The raven boy shivered at the current of air tickling his body, sucking up all the warmth the emanated from his very being and blowing it away. Light strained his ears to catch the soft whisper of words that leaked out of the ashen lips and when it ran through his brain, processing, an evil smirk stretched across the auburn male's face.
"You know your denial is worth nothing to me. I already know how you're related to Miguel." Shock? Is that what Lawliet was feeling? No, he felt more, pain, disbelief, anger, helplessness, and the obvious, shock. The already large steel coal eyes expanded to an exceedingly unimaginable length. His lips trembled, not knowing what to say, how to reply. His mind reeled back and forth, gathering up everything he said and everything he did to so he could make the perfect response, but he got nothing. Pallid slender fingers fidgeted furiously, brought to his mouth, pearly whites gnawing on it intensely. 'What do I say? What can I do? THINK LAWLIET THINK! You can't let him…get involved.'
All of these motions further portrayed Light's thought furthermore. Proving that Lawliet and Miguel did, indeed, have a relationship more intimate then just acquaintances. It all added up, the marks, the beatings, killing…though some things were vague. What did those two boys from before have to do with all of this? Were they even a part of it, or was it just random students teasing the utter eccentricity of the raven male? Were they were the missing puzzle pieces left to crack the code. He had an understanding as to what was going on with the raven boy's life but he wanted to find out more. Everything that ticked inside his brain, he wanted to unravel the very fabric of Lawliet's mind and know everything by heart, every intricate lobe in his brain. He wanted to help. If he could help this one person, maybe, just maybe he can help other people and rid the world from evil. It was an extraordinary thought, something near impossible, but he could try, one person at a time.
Leaves swirled around the two figures; the wind was getting strong, the air getting crisper and colder. The black blanket was tinted a slight pink, the massive ball of heat that was submerged beforehand was now uprising from the horizon and the brilliant pale moon descended slowly. Light stared hard at the crouched trembling boy in front of him, his amber eyes softened when he realized the teen was ferociously cold. It was the auburn teen's fault anyway for taking Lawliet out of the house before he could get properly dressed and now he was shivering. He was angry, no furious with the raven male but he wasn't heartless. Also the contemplation of the nerve twisting annoying pale boy to stay at his house because he caught a cold was frightening, so without a second thought he ambled over to the frail figure and shimmied out of his jacket and wrapped it around the shaking boy.
"You could've told me you were cold." The words came out monotonously, an exact replica of Lawliet and it shocked him that Light, the mind boggling emotional teen, was even capable of being stoic. But it didn't last long. Light sighed and sat in front of the pale boy, grunting at the slight discomfort of sitting at such a low level. Though the atmosphere was languidly brightening when amber eyes locked onto the pure blackness of the ashen boy's eyes everything seemed just as dark. The burnt-sienna haired boy studied long and hard into the deep opaque pools. 'What is it about you?' Light pulled back from the close encounter he had with Lawliet and ran his fingers through his lofty locks, a small sneer curved up his ruddy lips.
"Now are you going to tell me or are you thinking of another lie?"
'Just deny, just deny it. That's the best I can do right now.'
"Light-kun, I don't know what you are talking about." It was like he was possessed by some monster. Anger ripped through his body, gritted his teeth so hard it was surprising they didn't break, clenching his fist, wanting so hard for it to get in contact with Lawliet's face but no, he doesn't want to resort to violence, words were good enough. An idea swept over Light and instantly he turned sang-froid, having absolutely no traces of anger.
"Okay, I understand."
"P-please, I-I didn't s-say anything." Chuckling, incessant chuckling reverberated throughout the dim room and Aiber strained his eyes to identify where he was but to no avail. The ringing in his head, his head moved around in a circular motion absent-mindedly, all he saw was stars and blackness. The chuckles turned into maniacal laughter, by not one being, but two, three! Soft footsteps came towards him, the loud laughter gradually turning inaudible then to faint breathing as it tickled the blond man's skin. Aiber tried to open his eyes, ignoring the stars but before he could something hard whipped across his face. He cussed and spat out blood, the metallic liquid filling his mouth.
"What did you tell the police?" Aiber continued to cough, small blood puddles everywhere, trying to regain his breath. The blond man was one of the members of the mob before so he knew how Miguel tormented his victims or traitors. The man wasn't exceptionally smart like his nephew but he was well off so he wouldn't fall for any of Aiber's lame tricks- not that the blond man had the guts to even pull one over his soon-to-be former boss-. Another swift kick to groin caused the blond man to double over howling. The intensity of the pain-stricken groin resulted into the blond man confessing.
"OKAY! OKAY! I-I'll tell you." Still his eyes were closed and the stars he saw were blaring at him consistently, for some reason it was extremely hard to even blink-let alone open his eyes- then he realized that there was something wrapped around his eyes. Aiber thought it was stupid since he already knew perfectly well who it was, though Miguel always liked to have his prey blinded. It was some sick joke they made up about Lawliet, looking at his physique and visage, looking very much like an animal when bounded so they kept it playing on. The blond man's throat constricted and sweat dripped from his forehead as he began to speak.
"I-I told them about-t….F-Fumia…" The cold hard gun smashed against his temple, sticky red liquid flooding from the split skin, and right across his face. The blond man let out a gasp but was silenced immediately when a precipitate kick hit him on his abdomen. Several punches were laid on him, along with a kick to his head-a sickening crack of the skull resonating- and Aiber fell to the ground, his body twitching every few seconds. His head was spinning furiously, incoherent thoughts jumbling up his-already messed- brain, laughter and snickering could be heard around him. His ears immediately zeroed in on the sound of a gun cocking. 'Oh god, oh god, OH GOD!' The trigger pulled and the sound of a gunshot was the last thing Aiber heard before his heart stopped.
"That'll teach you not to betray me, Aiber."