STORY SUMMARY: Being reborn into a Japanese story was bad enough. Being reborn as the twin sister to a certain notorious mass murderer, was another thing entirely. Told in a series of drabbles. Warning: Mild incest themes.
Rating: T (Subject to change)
GENERAL DISCLAIMER: It's not my sandbox. I'm just playing in it.
AN: Hey guys! Somebody requested I post a longer chapter, so here you go. But this story is meant to be told in a drabble format, (meaning short chapters) so don't expect these too often ;) Anyway, Enjoy! Also thank you everyone who reviewed, they make me grin like a madwoman.
Destroy She Said
Chapter Seven : Liars
Light found me outside, lying spread-eagle on the front lawn. I did a lot of cloud watching these days. Brother didn't understand the fascination—and it was one of the few things I didn't bother explaining to him. Staring at giant billows of condensation served two purposes.
A: Being a daydreamer played nicely into my role as an airhead. And B: It supplied me with some much needed alone time. As much as I'd grown to adore Light, he'd recently become quite needy. Nein, that wasn't it. Not 'needy'…Entitled. Yep, Light had somehow got it in his head that everything having to do with me also (by extension) included him. Along the way, I'd lost ownership of my bed—my books—my dominant hand…and now also my breathing space. It was a good thing my boundaries weren't overly pronounced or onii-chan and I would've had some major problems.
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Ordinarily, when I didn't want Light interrupting, I could just ignore him and he'd eventually wander away (albeit not that far), but this time after he'd settled close enough for our shoulders to brush I reached out blindly and clasped our hands.
"Minori-chan."
A gentle breeze swept chestnut colored bangs against my eyelids. I pushed them away with a huff. "Hmm?"
"Are you nervous—about tomorrow?"
"Not really." Primary schooling began in April for most parts of Japan, including the Kanto region, so tomorrow would be Light's first day. I couldn't say the same for myself. "What about you?"
"No. I'm not." He replied idly, tracing lazy shapes between our knuckles. I wasn't surprised. Not much perturbed Light. The kid was like a brick wall. He was the very embodiment of that old children's limerick: 'I'm rubber, you're glue.' Sometimes (frequently), I wondered if I was really the only body-snatcher playing make-believe in our family. My twin behaved more like an adult than I ever did even before the incident. I pondered the possibility, but I never dared to bring it up. If I was wrong—and I probably was—it was the sort of thing that would land me in therapy at best and the happy house at worse. Not that I thought Light would ever rat me out…but slip-ups like that were the type to eventually come back with reinforcements. It was best just to avoid the subject all together.
"Are you okay?" Light startled me out of my thoughts.
I glanced over at him. "Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. You've just been coming out here more often lately. You usually only do that when you're thinking hard."
I hummed to myself. That was Light for ya'. Discerning to a fault. I'd have to be more careful.
"Hmm. I lied before; I'm worried about tomorrow. What if they don't serve dumplings for lunch?"
My brother slanted his eyes at me. "You're lying," he accused.
"Didn't I just say so?"
"No. You're lying about lying."
I could feel my lips begin to twitch. See what I mean?
"Maybe."
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope," I say, popping the p.
Light puffed out his cheeks comically. "Whatever." He snapped. I knew his anger was only for show—his fingers hadn't ceased moving once. So, hiding a smile, I returned to sky gazing. It really was a beautiful day.
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By the time we were seven, Soichiro was really cracking down on our sleeping arrangements. Amidst scolding us, he'd say words like inappropriate and childish, and frankly, I kinda had to agree with him. It's best to hit while the iron is hot, and all that—quick like a band aid. In theory, I'd hoped that if I distanced myself from Light early…I wouldn't have to prepare for possible fallout later on.
Light couldn't have disagreed more. Not even a little bit. Yep, turns out whatever sense of attachment I'd been feeling my whole life—he'd been feeling right back. Maybe even more so. Only, my cherub-cheeked brother had the poker face of a professional. But it takes a liar to know a liar—and we Yagami twins—were born liars. I'd started off with an advantage due to my past experience but Light had been on a steady incline since birth and now he was practically a connoisseur of deceit. Even if the situation didn't necessarily call for a lie, he practiced anyway. I'm unsure whether it was out of amusement or sheer boredom, but given half an opportunity, Light would twist the truth into a pretty inaccuracy and no one would ever know the difference.
Admittedly, Brother was talented. If I hadn't spent nearly my whole life thus far attached by the palm to him, even I wouldn't have been able to him sniff out. While, on occasion Light still managed to slip things past me—it was rare. Rarer still if I didn't catch on immediately afterwards. I knew it aggravated Light to no end that I could pick up on his tells so easily—a twitch of his jaw or the sharpening of his eyes. I could spot them from a mile away, which was half the fun. But it was troubling that Light could just as easily read me. He never brought it up, but I think he suspected—something. Or I could've just been paranoid.
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In any case, Light wasn't taking no for an answer…not from me. Not from Father. Not from anyone. So, essentially, while I was trying to construct some sort of emotional barricade between us; Light was working twice as fast to tear it down. But that didn't mean the game was a complete washout either.
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Light was still making himself comfortable beneath my coverlets when I leaned towards him, "Light-chan, I've got some bad news."
He didn't even glance up. "What?"
I deadpanned. "You've been voted off the island."
He paused in straightening his (my) pillows, to instead give me a truly baffled look. "What do you m—" Thump.
I grinned down at him from over the side of my mattress.
"Sleep in your own room tonight."
AN: *sigh* Just a note: if the dialogue seems a little 'childish' right now, it's because Light and Minori ARE children-not because I'm inept.. Just saying. (it's something a friend brought up) Please review-Let me know what you think! The main story arc will be picking up shortly: SO BE PREPARED!
PS: I'm without a beta so please report any mistakes you might find. Thank you!