Disclaimer: I can't take it anymore, I don't own Lawliet, OKAY!? cries (also goes for any other death note character) but i do own my own victims... i mean characters...
Chapter 2: Lust, what the fuc-
I sat there, staring at the albino boy. He twirled his hair around his finger, glaring at me. "Where is Mello?" He said quite monotone. I continued to stare. He reminded me of the guy who said I was anorexic, same hair, same habits, and the same eyes.
"Are you related to a Ryuzaki, Near?" I asked leaning in as close as the rope binding me to the cold, metal chair would let me. "You look just like him. Maybe you are, but your not Japanese. Maybe he's your cousin or something..." I said looking around the room.
"He bought me a cookie you know. Said I had a 17 percent of being anorexic, he was kinda cute..." Toys were in a pile in the corner of the room. An unfinished puzzle laid on a table near by. Lust was staring at something next to the puzzle, looked like finger puppets from my angle.
"Where is Mello?" Near said again. He stood up and leaned over me. He was getting agitated.
I shrugged. "Maybe he went to visit Matt. Probably getting some new data for the Kira case he had me helping him with. Matt has been stalking someone close to Kira. I was just putting the pieces he brings in place. But... judging by the situation I'm currently in, he ran and didn't tell me, again. Figures..." I sighed and looked over at Lust. He was moving the puzzle pieces in place.
I stared at him, he had the tip of his tongue sticking between his lips, concentrating. His wings were gone, he looked like a regular kid. I smiled.
"Can I have my bag back?"
Light stared at the innocent black bag. It was torn and had Linkin Park in red letters on the side. Made in America. Ryuk hovered over it, telling Light to open it. He had on a face that he normally used before he devoured an apple. A demonic smile and bright yellow eyes. He knew something. But Ryuk wasn't going to tell, he never did.
"Light-kun, Near gave permission to search the bag." Matsuda said breathless. He had ran all the way from Near's room to give the news. "But, he said to give him anything you suspect that is Mello's..." With that he ran off to find the mysterious girl, to keep her from seeing her things being raffled with.
As soon as Matsuda was gone, Light carefully lifted the bag. The weight of it made him grunt in effort.
"What the hell is in this thing?" He dropped it back on the table.
Ryuk laughed. "Open it... Come on, you'll find an apple..." He said clasping his hands. That's not all you'll find... Another chuckle.
Light glared at the shinigami, "You been telling me to open the bag for a damn apple?" Light focused on the bag after Ryuk begin to drool. He noticed a hole in it, and a corner of a black notebook peek through. He quickly flipped the cover over the bag and unzipped it.
He begun to slowly take things out. A change of clothes, old, torn, and dirty. School books, Advanced Algebra, AP Biology, Psychology, AP History, and an English book. A picture of the girl and a boy. Must be her brother because they looked almost like twins. Shoes, torn and the sole falling off of the left one. Pencils, pens,a game boy SP, and a cell phone. The cell phone was put a side because it was similar to Mello's. An bruised apple which he threw at Ryuk. Finally, the notebook.
"Hey! Why the fuck are you going through my stuff?!" A voice yelled behind him. Light slowly turned around to see a teenage girl. Yes, Matsuda had failed to keep the teen away. She stopped and looked in Ryuk's direction, froze, then turned back to Light.
She stomped over to Light, very kindly pushed him out of her way and started to shove everything back in the bag, except for the phone. "I guess in Nippon there is no such thing as privacy." She said looking around. "Where's my apple?" She turned towards Light.
He calmly folded his arms. "There was no apple."
She smiled sweetly. "Yes, there was. I do know what was in that bag before I was kidnapped. An apple was among them. I was born at night, but it wasn't last night."
Light sighed. "No, there wasn't. Maybe you are non compos mentis like your file says." He planned on her defending herself. To change her pattern of thinking.
"You know, I remember something in the Kira case about apples..." She said ignoring his comment, searching the room. "And yes, I am quite unstable..." She stopped in the corner away from the door and bent down. Her pigtails hid the smile on her face. Yes, her apple trick had work. She picked up the apple stem and faced Light.
"Your percentage of being Kira has rose, Light." She said. "Mello said that Kira had a Death Note, which means that Kira had a Shinigami following him or her. He also told me that apples where becoming quite popular among the Shinigami. Sidoh, you remember him, yes?"
She said taking a pen from the bag, Light watched as Ryuk begin to laugh. "I asked Mello why Sidoh was following him. He said, and I quote, 'It none of your fucking business, so just run the fucking data against that fucking bastard Yagami Light.' But Sidoh told me a Shinigami had stole his Death Note, then Mello got it. I did the math..."
She walked over to the wall and begin to write. An math equation that made no sense when Light watched it grow. "Kira, tried to use the Death Note to get the girl that was with us back. But..." She paused and wrote a weird symbol that looked like an bird above the equation, "Mello kidnapped someone before her trying to get one, and they died. But the girl did not. The girl was your sister..."
She finished the equation and pointed to the answer. "Yagami, you have a 99.267 percentage of being Kira. But, I won't tell Near... I am not part of this war. I am just a soldier fighting to survive in a war zone I have be drafted into. Just tell me the name of your Shinigami... He's cute."
She walked over to Ryuk, pulled the chains around that hung from his waist like a child, and looked at Light. "So..." He was studying the equation. It made no sense. The symbols where new, the formula was unpredictable, and it was disappearing. As if a hand was smugging it, trying to wipe it off. Then a hand print appeared next to it.
"Stop that, let him see..." Tenon yelled. "He won't figure it out anyways." Ryuk let out a growl from her poking his face.
"Light, it is a basic Shinigami equation. It is the base of any math they learn, it also gives an exact answer. We normally can't understand it, but as you would say, only people who are non compos mentis, can understand it." She said staring into Ryuk's large eyes. She found him very interesting.
Light gritted his teeth, and faced the girl. "I have no clue what you are talking about." He put on a calm face, his jaw relaxed, crossing his arms over his chest, and inhaled slowly.
"Okay, if you say so..." She smiled and whispered quietly to Ryuk. He smiled and chuckled. Then he pointed in the direction of Light, "Him?"
She nodded her head, making her pigtails sway slightly. Then she walked to her bag and slowly picked it up. "Bye Kira, Shinigami..." She walked out the door, humming quietly.
Light turned back around to study the equation. "Wha..." It was gone. Hand prints the size of an older teens where all over the wall. The red ink made them look bloody, he read the message they spelled out.
You are not justice, justice sees both sides, both struggles, then proclaims the verdict.
Lust stared at the girl, she was rather happy that her data had been correct. "What did you tell the other?" He asked curious of what his master had said about him. Yes, Ryuk... One of the most interesting of shinigami he had heard rumors about, was pointing at him while he wrote his opinion on Kira.
She leaned her head back, so see could see the inexperienced shinigami flying behind her. She smile sweetly, "I said, 'Can you guess who made me smile today?' I wanted him to point in your direction, to distract Light as you wrote... You were behind him." She said with a giggle.
He stopped and stared at the young girl. "I made you smile?" He said quietly as she turned the corner, unaware he had stopped. The girl she called for him to hurry,a scream, then a thud was heard as she tripped over her own feet.
At that moment, he felt an odd feeling, something he felt before. Like he had to protect her at all cost, to protect her happiness. To insure she lived her full life. That she felt loved... And he needed to be in human form to do that... What a pain...
L was walking down the corridors of his current home that has been turned into the main center of the Kira investigation. His successor had called him about a problem that had come up when they went to capture Mello. A rather, troublesome problem he said.
A scream echoed through the halls, then a solid thud of a body connecting to the floor. He ran down the hall and skid a corner to see a boys uniform and pigtails in a heap on the floor. It was the girl from earlier. The one who was at the sweet shop. "Are you okay?" He said crouching down to level himself with her.
The girl slowly righted herself to a sitting position. "I'm just dandy..." She said trailed off after finding herself staring into dark eyes. Her breath stop as Ryuzaki leaned in closer. "You're... Just a little... To close..." She leaned back. He leaned more.
"Your eyes are red, I missed it earlier." He said staring.
She blinked, "They're red? Like I been crying?" She asked rubbing them as a reflex when someone mentioned her eyes.
"No, your pupils are red." He said finally pulling away. "Interesting...'
She blinked then poke her left eye on purpose, "You're lying... My eyes are brown. You're a liar, L..." She said with out thinking, his name had slipped.
He leaned in close again. His warm,sugary breath was blown into her face. Smells like brownies. "How do you know my name?" He was glaring.
'Think, get yourself out of this, you can do it...' Unfortunately, her brain stopped functioning along with her lungs as he got closer. His scent, like ice cream, vanilla, with a hint of strawberries, engulfed her nose. She inhaled it. "You smell good." She said trying to throw him off.
He continued to glare. She smiled as she thought, then blurted out, "Mello told me!"
It wasn't a complete lie. Mello did tell her that the person who was working on the Kira case was L. He just never described him, or mention that he was working against him. 'Bastard, I'm going to kill him.'
His face went blank as he stood up. "Mello?" His voice snapped her out of her hate trance.
She nodded. "Yesh..." Her child-like manners where seeping out, "Mihael Keehl... Blonde hair, blue eyes, addicted to chocolate? Has a very disturbing obsession with topping Near?"
She laughed as her perverted mind twisted what she just said. She fell on her back, holding her sides, gasping out more info. "Wears skin-tight leather, has a girl haircut, and has a very dirty mouth..." She begin to cry from laughing as her mind twisted it all. "Paints his nails..." She could barely breath, "And calls every guy his personal bitch, and can't seem to get a girlfriend..."
She was laughing so hard by now, not a single sound came out of her. L stared at the teen on the floor. Maybe she was dieing. He nudged her with one of his bare feet, she just continued to squeak occasionally as she tried to breath. He nudged her harder.
"What is your name?" He asked bluntly.
She giggled as her ability to breathe returned, and slowly sat up once again. She rose her eyes to face him, to stare. "My name?" She put on a pout, "I think my last name is Soto... But everyone calls me Ten'on. Mello does, so everyone else does too. 'Cept for Matt, he calls me Sorgenkind. Which is funny because he's only a year older than me..." She trailed off.
"She thinks her last name is Soto?" He sighed.
"So..." She stood up and leaned into L's face, "Got anymore cookies?" She stared into his eyes, she loved those dark orbs of mystery. He stared back into the red eyes.
Near stared in amazement as the girl ate. So far, she had two dozen of chocolate chip cookies, three bowls of strawberry ice cream, half a pan of brownies, and was starting on a bowl of instant ramen. Where did it all go? Maybe she was anorexic.
"Doesn't Mello feed you?" He said twirling a lock of white nervously. Watching the girl eat half of L's food scared him.
She finished inhaling the noodles off her fork and chew. "I donk lif wif hem..." She said with her mouth full. Translation, 'I don't live with him.' She picked up the bowl and slurped the soup. She was humming as she did.
"Where do you live now?"
It was a simple question, but Ten'on had to complicate it.
"I live where I want, with who I want, when I want, how I want." She said licking the bowl clean. "I wonder why L smells so delicious..."
Ten'on put the bowl down and smiled at Near, not an innocent smile either. "You know about Mello, right?"
He stared, confused about the question. "What about Mihael?"
She put on a shocked face and leaned in close, "That you turned him gay."
If it was possible, poor Near went paler than he already was. "Wha-?"
She sighed, "You are all he talks about. He wants to top you, Near." She propped her head on her right hand, "Poor Matt is jealous. He even told Mel to shut up about you once... Mel just pushed him over the rail on the stairs. Even though he says he hates your fucking guts, I quote, he very defensive over you."
She watch the poor boy begin to shake. He stared at her, then stood up from his chair and ran over to the clean sink. His back was hunched over as gagging noises followed by a splash of regurgitated food danced into Ten'on's ears. She smiled to herself. "I was just kidding, you homophobe."
Near rinsed out his mouth with cold water. Slowly facing the girl who was now busy rubbing her stomach, he growled. Normally, his emotions would not get in his way, but he was beginning to get very frustrated with this girl. She never answer any of his questions, would not tell him how she knew him, and now she was calling him names.
He walked over to her, slowly. "Ten'on, you are an evil girl. No wonder Mello left you."
Her eyes bolted open and she glared at him. "Mello did not leave me. You leave something of value, I am not of value. I was thrown away, I am trash. He had no more use for me, like a broken toy. If you broke one of your toys, you would throw it away. It has become trash. There for, I am trash. Besides, I gave him my data. He told me once I had finish, I was to forget about him and Matt." Her voice was laced with poison. It stung him a little.
"So... Near, up for a game of darts?" She said smiling sweetly. Her change in attitude scared him. Yet, he had found her weak spot.
Lust stared at his reflection in a mirror. Yes, he did look to much like Lawliet. His black hair had the same behavior, a mess. His eyes had dark circles under them. His eyes were still purple with red flecks in them. His skin, pale. He pulled his lips up to look at his teeth, perfect and white. Then he pulled off the shreds of what was left of his shirt.
A pale chest was revealed. A scar ran across it, a dark reminder of how he died in the first place. He ran one of his long fingers over it, smiling. He didn't die alone. A black beauty mark lay at his collar bone. He poked it and let a smile grace his perfect lips. Yes, human form indeed. But how much? He glanced at his battered cargo pants. Now, he was curious.
He let his hand drop to the zipper of the green cloth and pulled it down to reveal boxers. Pink showed brightly under the earthy tone. "Now, I do not remember wearing this." He smirked. He let the pants fall off and glanced into the mirror once more. Even in underwear, he looked perfect. But he still wondered...
He grabbed the waistband of the boxers and stretched it. He looked down with another smirk. Just how he remembered. He let the band snap back into place as he laid on Ten'on's bed. His rags forgotten about on the floor. It felt good to be human, even if it was just a visit. A very painful journey to reach, but worth it.
"Now, where is my master?" He said sleepy. He hadn't slept in decades. Maybe now would be a good time to remember what it felt like to dream. "No... Master will be happy. She will be..." He said sitting up to keep from falling asleep.
After kicking Near's ass in darts -which was easy because he sucked at them-, whispering Kira into Light's ear every five minutes, and falling on L as Light tripped her, she was exhausted. And Near being responsible for her being there had to show her to her new room. Not because he wanted to, he was ordered.
The walk was silent, except for Ten'on looking around every five seconds. She has been looking over her shoulder or over her head as if to find someone behind her since the kitchen. She was mumbling about being crazy. Near fully agreed in his head.
They came to a room which had no cameras, no intercom, nothing to watch her. But plenty of locks on her door. All of them were fingerprint access only. Which means...
"You're gonna lock me in a room with five finger locks for ten hours, which I won't be able to get out off? What if there is a fire? I'll die..." She said planting her feet firmly on the ground.
"Then the world will be better off, get in." He said opening the door.
She glared. "Your just mad because I'm prettier than you, now your taking your anger out at me... Not fai-" She stop in mid-step in the doorway. She just stared at the bed, and the half-naked angel in it. "Then again, I don't mind..." She begin to drool, literary. Her brain went into hyper drive, and crashed.
Near, still unaware of the man on Ten'on bed pushed her aside to see what caused the bitch to shut up and go brain dead. "L?!" His heart skipped, then he went brain dead.
The man turned his head to face the door, seeing the boy who kidnapped his master bringing her to her room, then call him the bastard who insulted her, he glared. He stood on the bed and easily jumped across the room. He landed next to the door and grabbed Ten'on by her arm. Then focus his purple eyes on the poor boy.
"Nate Rivers, my name is Lust. Come Master, I been waiting for you to see me." With that, he dragged the girl into her room and shut the door. All of the locks clicked, not to let the door open for another ten hours. Near fainted right in front of the door.
Non compos mentis is latin for :someone who is not of sound mind; mentally incapable of managing one's affairs.
Sorgenkind is German for: problem child
oh my buddah... my poor aching fingers... this has to be among the longest chapter i have ever written... also, Lust does look like L for a reason, but you will find out later... and yes, Ten'on is bipolar, and she is not on meds, so her mood changes alot... and yes, she loves to pick on people... especially near... and she's a BIG pervert, just not around Lust...
and now, my thanks
REVIEWS!:
Lawlietfangirl- i'm sorry it took me so long to update, but i started a new job and i update atleast one chapter to every story before i update again... and thanks for faving!!
Midenigufutsu koyote- thank you for reviewing and for the story fav :my first one ever: and for the author fav.. :also my first:
well, those are my only two people who reviewed or faved the story... also PLEASE REVIEW AGAIN!! i'm not the best writer and i have ADD so I change the topic alot and i have no plot, i just write as it comes to me. so hints and criticism is welcomed...
now, excuse me while i die on the floor from sleep deprivement... i'm almost as bad a L when it comes to sleeping, always find better things to do... :dies:
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