A/N: Okay, I'd like to get one thing across here...
No, I have never been to Japan - and quite frankly, I don't think I ever will be able to because I'm a below middle class, university student, who barely has a penny to her name, and who has never left Canada - so no, I don't know Japan that well and I'm currently getting all my information from friends who were lucky enough to actually go to Japan for a school trip, (Why didn't I go? Refer to the beginning of this paragraph) and the internet.
To those people who are leaving "reviews" telling me about Japan and the customs and whereabouts and yada yada... just stop. Okay? I get that you're trying to inform me, but it's a fanfic - a terrible one at that, but hey writing makes me happy, so whatever - and I'm not getting the best information on the country itself. My friends are answering my questions as best as they can, but even they can't help me with everything.
Also, if you're going to ask questions in a review, don't ask questions through a guest review because I can't message you and tell you all this stuff to just you alone. No, I have to make A/N's that answer your questions and make me look like a moron. So here:
To Carina: What I mean by 'a walk through Japan' is literally a walk through a country I have no experience with - even though I've DREAMED of going there. But guess what, no cash. That's university for ya! Making you broke within minutes and ruining your sleeping habits. That's why I'm up at 2 a.m writing chapters for a story I love to write. But frankly, having to answer asinine questions, while dealing with horrid reviews on the side telling me to "drop dead" and "give up" is really getting to me. And to the people who have been saying nothing but good things and just immersing yourself in the story and not asking questions I can't answer... Fucking awesome! I love you guys!
Also Carina, thank you for not telling me to drop dead in your guest review. I've had to delete stories before and change my settings because of people like that and it's refreshing to see someone with an actual heart on this site.
Lastly, to all my readers who are reading this out there, I'm so sorry to do this, but I'm taking a few days off. I need some time to cool off and maybe I'll get back to this story. I hope you continue to follow the story, I doubt it'l actually be a few days anyway, but I'm kind of not in the greatest of moods. I still love you all, you're fantastic people, and if you want me to keep writing, please say so.
Otherwise, I'll stop. I'm more than happy to back off and let others take the spotlight.
I hope you enjoy the chapter everyone, and thank you for being so understanding.
(Light P.O.V)
This spring break was one of the best I'd gone through! Ryuzaki and I were practically inseparable! More times than not I snuck him up to my bedroom so we could be alone together, but nothing other than few make out sessions really happened. Our friends tried to get us to go out with them and hang out, but we opted out a few times to stay with each other instead. There would be other times I could spend with my friends, but I wanted to be with Ryuzaki more right now.
There weren't many times where we went out on dates, knowing I could pass by anyone from my school and they would spread the word faster than wildfire. But when we did go out on a few dates, they were just as good as the one beforehand. Always happy, and always ending with a kiss. I never knew anyone could be as happy as I was with Ryuzaki.
It was the last day of spring break and we were once again together in my room, door locked, and as close together as I could muster. I loved these moments with him the most. Just hugging him close to me whispering sweet nothings in his ear. We'd turned on a movie but were hardly paying any attention to it. We'd gotten a text from Takada asking where we were and we lied saying we were at the library. I just hoped she wouldn't go looking for us. Well… even if she did, we could just say we left and went back to my place.
I planted my lips on his cheek, making him grin happily. "Should we just turn off the movie?" I asked. "We both know we don't care about it."
"Might as well," he said contentedly, "I don't much care for movies as cliché as this."
I hummed, resting my head on his shoulder. "I know what you mean. The guy's gonna get the girl and we all know it. It needs a better twist than that."
"The girl gets nobody?" He offered.
I nodded. "Or maybe an alien drops in and abducts the girl."
"Or the girl is an alien!"
"Sent to seduce a man then eat his brain…"
"So that she may learn government secrets…"
"Then take over planet earth and start a new race of hybrid aliens and humans…"
"Who live off of human intelligence, therefor humans cannot be destroyed or they will surely die."
I chuckled at this. "We should be screen writers."
"We'd do quite well." He agreed.
I leaned forward and planted a few kisses on his lips. When he started to kiss back and things became more heated, I turned off the television and continued kissing him. Soon enough everything turned into another make out session on my bed yet again. My tongue exploring his, and his with mine… getting lost in the touches… my mind going fuzzy…
And just when things got more heated…
The handle to my door jiggled and something bumped into my door itself, jolting me out of Ryuzaki's embrace.
"Huh?" Came the small voice from behind the door. "Light? Why is your door locked?"
Sayu?
Ryuzaki turned to me and whispered, "I thought you said she'd be at school all day?"
I shrugged. "She's supposed to be."
I got up from my bed to answer the door, making sure to only crack it open a bit so Sayu couldn't see Ryuzaki.
"Sayu? Why aren't you in school?"
"It was a short day at school. Some guy set the bathrooms on fire so we got let out early."
I blinked. "This is why you've come to bother me?"
"Well, there's that, but I'm also wondering if you can help with some of my math homework. I'm not exactly grasping on to anything my teacher's trying to teach me. Can you help?"
"Uh…" I looked back to the dark haired man behind me and he just shrugged. "Well… can you wait a second?"
She looked confused. "Why? What's going on?" She went wide eyed. "Do you have a girl in there?! Mom and dad said you can't have anyone in your room with the door closed!" She then gasped. "And your door was locked too!"
"What! You're insane! I don't have a girl in here!" And I was telling the truth.
She looked at me with narrowed eyes before taking a step away. "Alright, I'll wait for a moment. But I really don't think you're telling me the TRUTH!"
She kicked the door open, the door itself hitting me right in the fork of the legs on accident, and she ran in the moment I fell to the floor. She was in a stunned silence when she saw Ryuzaki though. However, the smile did not leave her face.
"Oh?!" She exclaimed as she turned to me. "So you really aren't hiding a girl in here! Now, when you said you had a friend who was gay…"
I stood up at this point, holding my crotch. "Sayu, shut up! And don't you dare tell mom or dad about this!"
"But Light!" She squealed happily. "He's your boyfriend! How could you not tell me!?"
I lay on my bed at this point, in too much pain to stand up anymore. "Ryuzaki and I are just dating. We aren't… exactly… boyfriends."
She crossed her arms at this. "Light, you two are up in your room making out. I highly doubt this is just dating."
Ryuzaki chuckled. "She's got a point, you know."
I glared at him before turning to her. "Sayu, promise me you won't say anything to mom and dad about this. They don't need to know."
"Mom should know." She countered. "She might even help you keep it a secret. Plus, you'd be free to roam the house while dad is at work."
"Promise me, Sayu!" I demanded.
She sighed. "Fine. I won't say a word. But you should still tell mom."
"Tell mom what?" Came a familiar voice.
I wanted to just die right now. My own mother now entered my room, seeing Ryuzaki on my bed, while getting relationship advice from my sister. Apparently the universe hated me very much today.
My mother wasn't as stunned as Sayu was though. "Light, is there something you want to tell me?"
I sighed. "Yes, your daughter is the spawn of Satan!"
"That was uncalled for, bro." Sayu replied. "But very true."
"Sayu, out." My mother commanded.
My sister didn't event hesitate. When my mother laid down the law, everyone obeyed or suffered the consequences.
She looked to me then. "Light, why are you keeping this from me? I can understand your father, but do you really not trust me? You know I'd accept this no matter what, so why hide it?"
I shrugged yet again. "I guess I just didn't want to take a chance. Dad would flip if he knew, and I don't know how trustworthy Sayu is. I guess I just thought it wouldn't help much if you knew."
"That's quite stupid of you, Light." Ryuzaki commented, earning him a shoved off of the bed. This only resulted in him laughing at my reaction though.
My mother hummed. "Son, I won't tell anyone. But please understand that you can trust me better than this. I'm your mother, and I accept you no matter what your preferences are."
I nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, mom."
"And as for this situation with your room," she started up, "your father and I told you that you can't have anyone up here with your door closed."
"Well, let's just tell dad about all this shall we." I said sarcastically, sitting up in my bed.
She crossed her arms. "The rule still applies, Light. But I'll make an exception if your father comes home early, or he's home in general. Also, no one stays over after ten O' clock. Understood?"
I nodded, feeling Ryuzaki climb onto the bed again.
"And furthermore, nothing 'happens' under this roof. Not while I'm around, anyway."
"I think I get it, mom." I mumbled, feeling my cheeks go pink.
She looked at me for a few seconds before grinning. "Well, with that being said, your father's going to be working overnight tonight. Ryuzaki, would you like to join us for dinner?"
The man smiled. "I would love to, Mrs. Yagami!"
She smiled happily. "Then excuse me while I go get dinner prepared."
The moment she left Ryuzaki laid his head on my lap. "I like your mother. She's nice."
I groaned. "Yeah, but just wait until my dad finds out."
He shrugged. "Two out of three isn't bad… boyfriend."
I growled at him before smiling a bit. "You only get to call me that once."
"Or what?" He challenged. "Boyfriend?"
Not a minute passed before I chased him out my door and down the stairs towards the kitchen. He tried to use my mother – then my sister – as a meat shield but when that failed him, he ran out the back door and into the backyard, me trailing behind.
"You'd better get back here you British bastard!" I demanded.
"HEY!" He called back to me. "MY PARENTS WERE MARRIED!" He then took a moment before realizing his mistake. "Wait… no they weren't! Sorry!"
I had to stop myself from laughing as I started chucking a few slushy snowballs at him. He managed to dodge a few but I got him once or twice. When he started chucking a few at me, things escalated and we ended up drenched in melted snow, shivering for the slightest ounce of warmth.
Surprisingly, I even enjoyed this part of being together with him. Because it meant we could cuddle together for warmth later on.
But the door had to still stay open…
Dammit
