Christian sat on the floor in his bedroom, placing articles of clothing into the suitcase in front of him. The young man listened to the radio, hearing people celebrating the beginning of a new year. The glazed look in Christian's eyes made his once piercing blue orbs, a cloudy mixture; Something that still stood out to people.
He felt around himself, his fingers grazing the carpet floor until his hand stopped at a folded pair of jeans. Christian quickly placed the jeans into the suitcase in front of him before turning his head towards the bedroom door, hearing the front door open in the other room.
Christian could hear keys jingle franticly as the door was shut quickly and footsteps rushed into the room Christian was in. Christian could smell the light cologne Sato always wore along with a mixture of fear.
"Sato?...What's wrong?" Asked Christian. He had lost his sight when giving up the Death Note to Dachi along with any memories of the notebook. Christian had lost all memories of events involving the Death Note, but he still remembered Sato and the emotions that had grown with time for the man. Though they had been living together, they seemed further than ever. Sato would hardly talk to him anymore and Christian couldn't handle the environment any longer. He was going to go back home. Back to London to help at the Wammy House. What exactly it was, Christian wasn't quite sure, but Dachi said he would fit in there just fine.
Christian heard footsteps rushing towards him as the keys in Sato's hands fell to the floor. A small gasp escaped Christian as he felt Sato's body crumble at his side, his arms wrapped around Christian's waist as his head was dug into the blonde's stomach. Christian's eyes stared across the room as a worried look came across his face as he rested his hands on Sato's back, rubbing it delicately as cries come out of the older man.
"My God, Sato...What happened?" Christian asked, not being able to help the fear he felt for the man he wished he didn't love.
"I made a huge mistake!" Sato cried out as he pressed his face harder against Christian's stomach. "I thought I loved him, but I was wrong! All I felt was fear! I wanted to be safe! I wanted someone to be kind and help me!" Sato choked on his cries as he squeezed Christian tighter and then gasped between his cries. "I wanted you."
Christian was shocked and slightly confused. Sato had just told him that he was the one that he wanted; that made his heart skip a beat. He had wanted Sato to say something like that to him for a long time, but the distress in Sato's voice worried him. Christian ran a gentle hand through Sato's hair. He pulled the sobbing man off of him just slightly so that he could face Sato directly and hopefully, find out what happened to the poor boy to put him in such a wreck.
Christian's hands remained on either side of Sato's face. "Sato…" Christian said softly as he ran a hand down Sato's face, caressing it gently, trying to get him to calm down. Christian wiped the tears from Sato's cheeks before running a hand down where Sato's lips were. Christian gasped as he touched Sato's split lip and Sato filched away, "Sato…" Christian said once again, "can you please tell me what happened? I want to help you." Christian's voice was full of concern and kindness; he was genuinely worried for Sato's well-being.
Christian rubbed his fingers together, feeling the blood on his fingertips spread a little. Sato stared into Christian's eyes, knowing he couldn't see him. Sato thought of what to say, truthfully, had he been more well composed, he would have lied. But right now, he just wanted someone to know what he had gone through. He wanted someone to tell him he was safe.
Sato laid his head on Christian's lap as his cries slowed down and he sniffled a few times. "I lied to you." Sato said in a sad tone, feeling his heart break as he spilled everything. "I said I didn't care for you because Light told me that if I wanted to be with him, I had to break all ties."
Christian furrowed his brows as the name reached his ears. Light, he should have figured. "I thought I was doing the right thing. I went to make the trade. I would give him the Death Note Dachi had and in return...Dachi would live."
Christian's eyes softened, realizing the danger Sato had put himself in. "The trade was made...And then I made a terrible mistake." Sato broke into a few cries as Christian stroked Sato's hair, hoping he would continue.
"I...I told Light I loved him. And then he became...someone else. He wasn't the Light I knew. He cared nothing for me! He just watched! He just sat there and watched! He didn't even ask if I was all right! He just watched while that man grabbed me...and touched me." Sato couldn't finish his sentence as he began to cry harder, thinking back on Mikami's touch and the fear that ran through his heart.
Christian's heart seemed to stop in his chest as Sato spilled everything to him and his fear grew. "Sato," he said in a soft, but low tone; trying to remain calm as his heart raced. He kept his hand running though Sato's hair, trying to sooth him, "did Mikami…" Christian sucked in a breath and held it as he spoke his fears, "Did he rape you?"
Sato's tears increased at Christian's thought, as he realized how it could have turned out. How close Mikami had come to him; how if the man didn't stop what he was doing, so much worse could have happened. But these thoughts did not ease Sato in the least.
Christian thought that his worse fears really happened when suddenly he felt Sato shake his head 'no' in his lap. Christian let out an inaudible sigh of relief as he thanked God that it hadn't gone that far. Christian leaned downward so that his face was closer to Sato's. Sato's arms remained wrapped around Christian's small waist and his head buried into Christian's lap. Christian placed one hand on Sato's bare back, and the other remained on the man's head. The blonde-haired man's mouth was next to Sato's ear as he started to rub Sato's back up and down gently with one hand and the other through his hair.
"Shh," Christian cooed gently to Sato, "It's okay now. You don't have to be scared anymore, Sato." It broke Christian's heart to hear the man's sobs as he continued, "It's alright; I'm with you now, Sato. You're safe with me…"
"Oh, God." Sato's cries echoed throughout the room as Christian cradled the man. "I'm so sorry! God, I'm so sorry! Please! Forgive me!" Sato gripped onto Christian tighter as he begged, "Please! Don't leave me! Please!"
Christian was silent as he continued to stroke Sato's hair while his other hand rubbed Sato's back. What words could he say? Sato had been practically ignoring him until now...Until Light had refused his offer. Christian's eyes watered, truth be told, Christian now saw himself as the rebound. The one Sato ran to when he had no one else.
Christian bit his lip, not wanting to upset Sato even more, but the truth had to come out. "I'm sorry, Sato. But...I'm going home."
Sato shook his head as he quickly let go of Christian and propped himself on his knees. "Please...Give me a second chance." Sato begged as Christian turned his head away from Sato's direction. "Sato..."
"If you want to go back home...Then I won't stop you. I just ask that you take me with you." Sato whispered as Christian turned his head and had shock and tears in his eyes. Those cloudy blue eyes were the focus of Sato's attention. He never realized how beautiful they were until now.
"I'm such a fool..." Whispered Christian as he reached out, feeling for Sato. Sato grabbed Christian's hand and placed it on his own cheek; enjoying Christian's soft touch. The blonde leaned forward and rested his forehead against Sato's before whispering, "All right, Sato...Wherever one goes...The other one does as well. Please...Don't make me regret this."
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Both Mikami and Light were making their way towards the car that was parked on the other side of the warehouse. "I didn't know you could act so well." Said Light as the two walked at a slow pace. Light looked up at the man with a small smile. "I didn't know you could be so..."
Light stopped with his words, chuckling at the sound of his own voice. He sounded like a high school girl who was impressed with the scoring quarterback, pathetic.
Mikami smiled at Light and replied, "I learnt from the best."
Light chuckled again, "Well then, I've taught you well." He said teasingly, receiving another smile from Mikami's face.
Light felt as if someone was watching him as the two men neared their car. He remained silent a moment, before hearing the flapping of wings. Knowing it was the shinigami, Zellogi, Light turned to greet him, but instead his eyes widened slightly; seeing someone else with Zellogi. "Ryuk?" Light asked as he gazed at the death god right next to Zellogi.
Mikami had turned when Light did, to see the two shinigami land only a few feet away from them and fold their wings into place for now. "Hyuk, hyuk." Ryuk chuckled as he gazed upon Light, "My, my, its been a long time; hasn't it, Light? You've changed quite a bit since the last time I saw you." Ryuk said with amusement in his voice as he finished looking the two men over.
"Or do you mean, since the time you tried to kill me?" Asked Light as he let out a small growl and narrowed his eyes towards the shinigami.
"Hyuk, What're you mad about? You got out of it, didn't you? Truth be told, you surprised me Light. You seem like you have a trick up every sleeve...And then some." Ryuk spoke in his demonic voice as Mikami stared over Zellogi, taking in his appearance for the first time.
"I see you now own the Death Note. That's a shame." Said Zellogi as Ryuk laughed and pulled his own Death Note from his side, unlocking the binding to it. Light's eyes widened as he took a step forward. "What're you doing?!"
"I no longer want to be in this dreadful human world." Said Zellogi as Ryuk pulled his pen out. "And the only way I can leave is if you hand over the Death Note...Or you die."
Mikami shook his head in shock and fear. "No..." Whispered Mikami, afraid for Light's safety.
"Well, now. I don't think you can get out of this one Light. Run out of tricks?" Ryuk chuckled in dark amusement, finding the lose-lose situation Light was in entertaining. Light grit his teeth in annoyance and frustration; he just obtained the second Death Note, and now it was going to be taken from him. A low growl escaped his throat as his eyes narrowed in hate.
Mikami gazed over at Light and could see the wheels turning behind his eyes; trying to figure a way out of the situation with the death note and his life. Mikami knew though that Light had been caught off guard and there was no way he would be able to have both. Mikami reached over a small distance and placed a hand onto Light's shoulder. Light looked over at Mikami, his gaze still firm as he continued to try and think of any way out of the position he had been put in.
"Please, Light…" Mikami said softly to the man, "Just give him the death note…We can't win this one…" Mikami's voice was calm, but worrisome, also. "Please, Light…" He said, the calm tone fading slightly to one of pleading, "Hand it to him…I don't want anything to happen to you…"
Light listened to Mikami's words. He knew that they were true, and that he didn't have any other option but to hand over the death note or perish. Light let out a defeated sigh, but his eyes remained fierce. He placed the briefcase onto the ground and opened it, taking the death note out with care. Light walked forward and held the death note out, waiting for the shinigami to collect it. What was the use of a death note if one was already dead? Besides, he couldn't be the God of the new world if he was six-feet under.
"Take it, damn shinigami." said Light as he shoved his hand closer to Zellogi, urging him to take the Death Note. Zellogi chuckled in satisfaction as he grabbed the Death Note from Light while Ryuk closed his own.
"Smart thinking, Light." Said Ryuk as Light growled and quickly replied, "Shut up."
"I admire all the work you've done. For a human...You're not that different from a shinigami." Said Zellogi as he grinned towards Light and continued, "It's not everyday I feel so generous, so listen up and take what I have to offer you."
Light fell quiet as he stared up at Zellogi, seeing him pull something out of the pocket of his filthy rags. "This may just be another helpful tool. It does me no good and I'm not bound to it, So, I'll give it to you as a gift."
Mikami walked up to Light and looked down at the object in confusion. Light looked up at Zellogi in question and asked, "What does it do?"
Zellogi chuckled as Mikami eyed the white eraser that played between Light's fingers. What power could a small eraser hold?
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ONE MORE CHAPTER AND IT'S OVER! T_T wah...