I decided I wasn't going to keep you guys hanging for too long since it left off at an interesting part. ^^ So, here you go! (OMG, two updates in one day?! lol, If my fingers type faster I may just complete this story today. Eh...That's kinda sad...I hate it when things end. T_T)
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Sato's eyes grew wide with fear at the malicious look Mikami had in his eyes. Mikami wrapped his arms around Sato's waist and pulled him close. The smirk on Mikami's face grew as Sato started to struggle in Mikami's arms. He didn't want this. Sato was terrified and realized that if this is what it took to be with Light then he would take a rain check.
Suddenly, Sato felt himself be pushed into the wall behind him harshly and pinned. He opened his mouth to let out a shout, but was silenced as Mikami placed his lips upon his; taking advantage of Sato's open mouth by slipping his tongue inside of it. Sato wriggled his head from side to side, trying to break free from Mikami's clutches. But, Mikami had Sato pinned so that his arms were above his head, Mikami holding them firmly with one of his own. Sato had little control of his jaw as Mikami's other hand kept him in place. Mikami's body was pressed tightly against his, one of his legs between Sato's that rubbed against the boy's groin.
Why wasn't Light saving him? Sato was confused; and after that moment, his feelings for Light disappeared. Light wouldn't help him even though he was struggling against Mikami with all of his will; though Mikami held the advantage of size and he couldn't break free. Instead, Light sat at the desk, watching in pure amusement; enjoying the show that was unraveling.
Mikami's mouth left Sato's and the boy gasped for air. Mikami let go of Sato's jaw and hands, but still kept him firmly pinned by his body, to trail his hands downward to the hem of Sato's shirt. Sato became desperate as he started to hit Mikami, desperate to be released. Sato was still a virgin, and didn't want to be taken by this man. He didn't want his first time to be with someone he hated. Mikami took Sato's shirt off easily enough, though Sato's fighting had become an annoyance to him. As Mikami tossed the shirt to the floor beside them, Sato, whose blows were nothing to Mikami, they wouldn't even leave a mark for later; smacked Mikami in the face, resulting in the ma's glasses flying off and a small cut underneath Mikami's right eye.
Mikami's eyes narrowed as Sato's widened. Mikami grabbed Sato's arms and in one quick movement flipped the boy around so that the side of his face was pressing against the wall. His arms were once again above his head, the tight grip of Mikami's hand already bruising his wrists. Mikami's other hand started to trace Sato's chest, the pressure on Sato's lower body had become less and wasn't pressed against the wall as tightly, like his face was.
Sato whimpered as his eyes started to fill with tears. There was no way out of this, even as he struggled against Mikami's grasp, it wouldn't loosen. Mikami started to place kisses along Sato's shoulder, moving upward, sucking softly on certain spots as the hand on Sato's chest caressed gently, moving downward slowly until it reached the top of Sato's jeans.
Sato refused to let out any sounds of pleasure; his heart raced, but it was mostly out of fear. Sato felt Mikami's mouth against his ear as he nibbled at his earlobe gently. Even though Sato didn't want this, even though tears dripped from his eyes, his body still reacted to Mikami's caresses. Mikami's hot breath hit Sato's ear as he started to unbutton Sato's jeans.
"Please! Please don't do this!" Sato cried out, the tears flowing from his eyes became heavier as he begged to be released.
"Now, now." Mikami said in a taunting voice as he slowly started to unzip Sato's pants with nimble fingers, "I thought you said you loved Light? Don't you want to be close to the person closest to him? Don't you want to be close to his angel?" Mikami mocked.
"No! Not anymore! I don't want this! Please let me go!" Sato begged with Mikami, his crying had turned to sobbing as Mikami started to slide his hands into his underwear.
Suddenly, Sato found himself on the ground with a bleeding lip, probably busted from the impact. He turned and looked up to see Mikami; his vision was blurry with tears but he could see Mikami lean down towards him. Mikami placed a firm hand on his chin and placed his mouth next to Sato's ear once more. "Get out; I don't ever want to see your face again. And if I do find you coming after Light again... Let's just say I won't be so nice." Mikami's voice dripped with hate as he threw Sato's face to the side.
Sato quickly scrambled to his feet and stumbled towards the door, but fell half way there. Light smiled at the fear on Sato's face as he quickly raised to his feet again. Sato pulled the ring off of his hand as he stumbled into the desk, his legs shaking from the adrenaline.
Sato whimpered in fear as he placed the ring on the desk and quickly grabbed the birth certificate in front of him. As he rolled the piece of paper into his hands he looked over at Mikami in fear and quickly turned towards the door. As it opened Light spoke loud enough for Sato to hear him.
"Don't ever look for me, Sato. Whether it be love or vengeance." Sato's eyes teared even more as he ran out of the room and quickly made his way into the elevator, wanting to get out of the building as quickly as possible.
Light stood up from his seat as he watched the elevator close. Light glanced over at Mikami and let out a small sigh. "I'm glad we scared him off. I didn't want to have to kill him. In the end, he's a good kid." Whispered Light. The whole thing had been planned by Light. He wanted to make sure Sato never wanted him again.
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Sato banged against the elevator door when it had reached the first floor, urging the door to open faster as his tears continued to pour from his face. As soon as the doors opened, Sato darted out from them and ran as quickly as his legs would carry him, stumbling slightly at times, out of the building. Once Sato exited the factory, the cold bit at his bare chest, his pants remained undone, but didn't slip far from their spot.
Sato was too scared to stop his running to his car. He just wanted to get somewhere safe…with someone safe. Soon enough, a sleek, back car came into view and Sato picked up his, already fast, pace. Sato's breaths came out in pants; it seemed like a lot further coming back then it did going to the factory, and his sides ached from all Sato had endured. Sato made it to the driver door and scrambled for his keys, he shakily took them out of his pocket and, after a few failed attempts, was able to unlock the door. Sato removed the keys and hurried into the car, slamming the door behind him and locking it.
Sato placed his key in the ignition before he grasped the steering wheel with one hand, eyes wide and flowing with tears, as the other remained on the key. In a matter of seconds his grip from the key dropped as he grasped onto the steering wheel tightly with both hands. He placed his forehead between his hands against the top of the wheel and let out heart wrenching sobs that shook his body. Sato was traumatized, the feeling of fear still dominate in his body. After, what seemed like a good amount of time, Sato's crying had slowed, but did not stop.
Sato buttoned his pants and zipped them up as he started his car. He started his way back home, still in distress, as he wiped his red eyes every few minutes to collect the tears that continued to pour down slowly.
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Dachi and Matsuda stood in Dachi's room, shock on Dachi's face as he read the letter in his hand. Midnight had passed and Dachi was still alive. In an attempt to look for the Death Note to see what had gone wrong, he found Sato's letter instead.
"No..." Dachi whispered in fear as he threw the note to the ground and ran to the other side of the room where his cell phone laid on a small dresser. Dachi quickly picked it up and began to search for Sato's number in the mobile phone's list of numbers.
Matsuda remained silent as he picked up the letter and read the writing. It told them all they needed to know. Sato was guilty of passing along the information to Light on how to kill Dachi; not intentionally though. He was in fact a Kira supporter and still loved Light. He was planning to give up the Death Note in order to save Dachi and make things right. At the end he wrote he would not be coming back home. He knew Dachi would hate him for what he had done, so he decided to start a new life with Kira. At the bottom it was signed, 'Love, your son.'
"Sato..." Matsuda's voice only came out as a whisper as he looked over at Dachi who was standing with the phone to his ear. Tears in his eyes, fear for his own son's safety. "Pick up, Sato...God, please pick up." Whispered Dachi as his eyes watered even more, hearing the ringing continue on the other line.
Suddenly the phone picked up and Dachi quickly reacted, "Sato?!"
Dachi's eyes widened as he heard a small laugh on the other line and an all too familiar voice. "Dachi, it's been a while. I see your still alive, congratulations."
Dachi raised his hand to his mouth and began to gasp in short cries as tears fell down his face. He removed his hand just slightly as he asked, "Where's my son?"
"He's fine Dachi. He should be on his way home right now. He left not too long ago." Said Light as Dachi's hand lowered completely. "You should thank me. He wanted to stay here with me and Mikami, but...I changed his mind."
"What did you do to him?" Dachi asked in an angry tone, taking in the information that Miami must have still been alive sicne Light mentioned his name. Light chuckled and replied, "I just showed him what life would have been like if he got what he asked for. In the end, I think he realized it wasn't exactly what he wanted."
"I swear to God! If you've hurt him! I'll-" Dachi was cut off by Light's response.
"Calm yourself, Dachi. The boy is fine. Like I said, he should be home soon. Besides, I should be hearing thank you from your mouth. I could have done a lot worse. I could have killed the boy or better yet...I could have given him a taste of what it is like to become the object of a man's desires. You know all about that, don't you Dachi? Aw, imagine the bond you two would have had. Like Father, like son."
Dachi's hands were shaking as he sat on the bed that was next to him and narrowed his eyes at Light's response. He didn't think Light actually knew the truth of the event that had happened a year ago, but he must have figured it out. "But in all honesty, I think Sato made more of a fuss then you would have. He put up a good fight, though, he cried like a girl."
"No!" Dachi shouted as his body slipped off of the bed and he was laying on the ground in tears. Matsuda rushed to Dachi's side and kneeled onto the ground. He wanted to hold him, but Dachi wouldn't let him, trying to continue his conversation with Light.
Dachi's cries were known to everyone now and Light could hear the gasping on Dachi's end. "Please..." Dachi begged between his cries. "Tell me...Y-you didn't touch my baby."
"No, Dachi. I didn't touch him, I didn't corrupt him and I didn't defile him. The boy left here scarred, with everything in tact, including his sanity. Like I said, you should thank me." Said Light as Dachi's cries let up a bit, feeling better to hear that Sato had not been harmed.
"Things turned out better then I assumed, I thought I was going to have to kill all of you. But almost everyone made it through." Said Light as Dachi narrowed his eyes and asked, "What about Aizawa, Ide, and Mogi. They were your friends!"
"I can't afford to have friends that are against me Dachi, so take that information in very carefully and revaluate your position." Light threatened as Dachi narrowed his eyes while his tears and cries had completely stopped. "What're you saying?"
"You've lived through this, so did Matsuda, Sato, even Christian. It would be a shame if you decided to start hunting me again and they all started dying one by one." Dachi glanced over at Matsuda in fear before whispering, "You want me to stop the search?"
"Yes. You're the current L. You can call off the investigation."
"No, I can't." Said Dachi as he continued, "I'm just the person they send out to catch the suspect. I'm not the one who dispatches and chooses the one who becomes the next L."
"Well, then stop them." Light said with slight aggravation in his voice. All these L's were making him sick. "You don't understand. I can't stop them. Every time an L fails...Another one is dispatched."
"Then I guess the question you need to ask yourself now, is whether it's worth you going after me or not."
Dachi growled as he replied, "You think I'm just going to stop?! After all of the pain you've put me through?"
"True, there has been quite a good amount of pain from my part, but also a lot of mercy. Because of me, you're still alive. Because of my mercy, Sato walked out of here with what little pride he had left, because of me, Matsuda is able to sit there by your side, rather then laying six feet under the soil." Light's voice taunted Dachi as a low growl escaped him once again and he whispered, "You fucker."
"If you decide to stop searching for me, you will live a happy life with me out of it. If you decide to come after me...Well, I can't make any promises on that one." Light 's words ran through Dachi's mind quickly as he finished, "I hope, this is the last time you and I ever have to exchange words. Good-bye, Dachi."
With those last words said, Light hung up the phone. Dachi dropped his cell phone to the floor and quickly leaned into Matsuda's arms. "Oh, Matsu...What do I do?" Dachi's question echoed throughout the room before silence fell around the two. Dachi was left with a single decision and each side would tear at his heart. How do you choose the right path when both roads look so painful?
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Ah, decisions, decisions. Sorry to anyone who may have thought some kinky shit was gonna go down in this chapter. I considered it. I thought about having Mika rape Sato, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Plus, I don't think Mika wants to share Light anyways. I know I wouldn't. XD