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...

quick note: text like this is an author note... i have them posted through out the chapter...

Chapter 3: Drop dead...


Light was staring at the man playing chess with his feet. He was disgusted by it. He had to touch those also.

"So, Light-kun. What do you think of the girl?" L asked moving his knight to capture Light's queen. "Why would Mello team up with her?"

Light's eye twitched. "I don't get her. She claims to be able to see shinigami. Said Mello told her everything. I think she might possess a Death Note. And letting us catch her, she could find out our faces and names. Then kill us." He moved a pawn. How many pawns had he gone through so far?

L stared. "She already knew our names and faces. So why are we still alive, Light-kun?" His black eyes stared at the boy. He had watched the interaction between them on the monitor. Yes, the room where she told Light her suspections. It was recorded thanks to Near.

Light looked at him. "I really don't kn-"

He was interrupted by one albino boy slamming the door open. Near's face was flush from running, and he was out of breath. "Where's L?" The boy huffed. Before scanning the room. Once he saw the man hunch over with a rook betweens his toes, he sighed.

"What is it Near?" L said placing down the rook, "Check, Light-kun."

Near calmed down and stared. "There's a man locked in with the girl." He said bluntly.

L and Light both turned to face the boy. L stood up and walked over to the boy. "And..." He hissed knowing Near was not one to run around saying lies.

Near stared at the floor. "He looks just like you, minus the clothes..."

L stared at the boy as it registered. His brain processing the information. A man that looks just like him... "SHIT!" He pushed past the boy and ran down the hall. 'How could it be?'

Light stood up at L's outburst. It was not in the insomniac's character to shout then run. "Near, didn't you take the girl to her room over an hour ago?" He stated.

Near looked up into Light's eyes. "I fainted."


He's skin was smooth. Felt like silk under her fingers. Ten'on inhaled the shinigami's scent as she laid next to him. At first, she couldn't think when he pulled her into the room. But that ended quickly when she slowly reached out to touch his face, to see if he was real. Then she slapped him.

Ten'on let out a giggle as she remembered the shocked look on Lust face. He look so adorable, his mouth slightly parted, his purple eyes wide. And the red hand print standing out on his pale skin. Yes, he was human alright.

"Master?" The raspy voice broke her train of thought. She moved my head slightly so she could look up into his eyes. "Why did you hit me earlier?" He sounded hurt, confused.

She sighed. "Dunno. I just did." She breath in again, smelling the sweet smell of Japanese cherry blossoms. He was perfect, yet he made her feel so... nostalgic. She closed her eyes and placed her head on his chest. She was tired, which didn't happen often. The girl usually suffered long episodes of insomnia. Plus, thinking about the Kira case didn't help her at all. It kept her up late at night, she would go over the data, making sure she didn't get anything wrong.

Lust smiled as his master's breathing grew even and steady. The weight of her head on his chest was comforting. She trusted him, if she didn't, she wouldn't be touching him. "Lust, why do you remind me of something?" She whispered half-asleep. "Like someone I knew..." She trailed off, falling into the darkness of her mind.

"Because, Master... I am your memory of him." He said smiling. He had won. The battle between his charge and him, he had won. She was his, and his alone. And he planned on keeping it that way.


L slowly unlocked the door, placing his thumb on the last lock, waiting until the click had silenced. The knob was cold in his grasp. Much like the blood felt running through his vains. His heart was unsteady, he was afraid. But his face didn't show it.

The door open silently. L slowly looked into the dark room, the lights where off. He quickly scanned the room, and his eyes fell on a figure laying on the bed. It was Ten'on. She was curled up in a ball, covered only half way by the pale blue blanket. Her hair was out of the pigtails, curling on the pillows. She looked peaceful, with a small smile on her lips. 'She must be dreaming.'

L slowly walked into the room, searching the dark corners for the intruder. Nothing appeared out of place, except for some cloth on the floor. He slowly walked over to the heap and bent down to examine them. The white cloth appeared to be what was left of a white t-shirt, similar to his own. "Damn it." He curse as his supections grew.

"You shouldn't be so loud, Lawliet." A raspy voice said from behind him. "You will wake her up."

L's eyes grew wide as he turned. A man, exactly like him sat on the edge of the bed. He was gazing at Ten'on with a smile on his lips. "She just fell asleep." He said turning to face L. "And I won't forgive you if she does."

L stared at the man in torn, green cargos. "B?" L said standing up.

The man blinked. "B? As in Beyond? No, he's quite dead..." The man ran one of his fingers down his chest along a scar that ran over his heart, and down his stomach. "Yes, quite dead." He eyes rose to stare at L, the purple orbs searching into black ones.

"Ten'on doesn't remember him, and I prefer if you would let it stay that way... It would be better..." Lust rose slowly before walking over to the side of the bed. He grabbed the blanket and covered her up. L watched the act.

"Who are you?" L was wary...

"I am..." Lust stood up and faced L. "A shinigami who came to love a human. Nothing more."


Lust now sat in a chair, facing Light. He was glaring at the boy, often glancing at the numbers rapidly changing over his head. The boy life was short, he had only five years left. Lust chuckled.

Light was a little intimidated by the man. They way he kept glancing over his head, looking at something, or the way he would face Ryuk and smile a sinister smile. The man stretched his long legs out, then his lanky arms, followed by a yawn. Then he focused on Light.

"You used it, didn't you?" He smiled wickedly.

Light blinked. "Used what?"

"The Death Note. Your life is very short for a boy your age."

"..."

"What a shame, I heard Ryuk was picking on humans, but I didn't know he would use a boy for his own amusement." Lust chuckled deeply. He practiced his laughter just like his charge.

Ryuk stared at them, slowly words spilled out of his mouth. "Lust, the fallen angel..." Ryuk almost smiled. "Where are the two Death Notes you took? The king isn't happy about that."

Lust sighed and faced Ryuk. "I been using them. Also, I gave one away." Lust sighed and started to play at the hem of the shirt L gave him. He hated the smell of it. Sugary, sweet, and musky. Too much like strawberry jam.


Ten'on woke up slowly, looking around the unfamiliar room. The blue blankets and silk sheets kept her warm, despite the air being freezing. She shivered as she slid out of the bed, letting her feet touch the carpet. She quickly looked over the room, feeling like something has been missing. The darkness of the room didn't bother her, but the feeling of being in there alone was killing her.

"Lust?"

A sharp chirp scared her. She screamed before falling back on the bed, causing the blankets and two pillows to fall on the floor. Another chirp ringed, then Candy Man begin to play. It was a cell phone. She begin to run her hands frantically on the floor, searching for the small device. Her hand felt the cold plastic and she pushed the talk button, raising it to her ear.

"Moshimoshi..." She said quietly.

"Miss Soto, we will be opening your door in two minutes." L said before there was a click followed by a dial tone.

Ten'on face flushed as she realized how much Lust and L looked alike. 'It would be hot if they would...' She shook her head clear of the perverted thoughts. She needed to lay off the online yaoi. But the flush of the image left a very visible blush on her face. Then another perverted thought slowly ninja its way into her mind. 'What about a three-some, Lust, Near, and Lawliet?'

As if on cue, the door opened with a click. L stood in her door way, scratching the back of his leg with his left foot. Her face grew a new shade of burgundy. She felt like she just got caught looking up porn on the school computer.

"Ten'on, are you feeling alright?" He asked.

She nodded her head violently, eyes closed so they wouldn't give away her thoughts. Suddenly, she stopped as a cool hand touched her forehead. "You seem warm." She blushed at the contact, the sweet scent of cakes, aftershave, and the fact that he was so close, her veins where on fire. He slowly removed his hand.

'You have no idea how hot I am, L.' Was all she could think, returning to the state of stupider it was in last night.

L stared at her eyes, they were brown now. Also, her body language suggested she was excited. She kept wiggling, closing her eyes longer than necessary to blink, and her body temperature kept rising. 'Nothing unusual for a teen.' He thought remembering his episodes of unexplained excitement.

"Um, L?"

L blinked at the girl, her face was clear of the blush, and she stopped wiggling. "You didn't happen to come in my room last night, did you?" She was holding her hands together, restraining the urge to bite her nails. The perverted thoughts tried to sneak in, but she pushed them away.

"Yes, why?"

She couldn't hold back and started to chew on her thumb nail. "Just wondering."


A/N: anyone know what L means by 'episodes of unexplained excitement'? no? think about it, everyone gets them...


Ten'on stared past the cutting board. The steady sound of the onions crisping as the knife passed through the tough layers, it put her in a trance. One where she was aware of her surroundings, hearing, seeing, feeling, but being able to totally concentrate on something. Right now, that something was the usual daydream of a curious teenager.

A smile slowly stole her face, the thoughts were free to roam at the moment, and they where holding her at their mercy. Chop, chop, chop... The pace she was cutting at made its was into her mind, turning her daydream to a fantasy. The thoughts distracted her, then the smell of onions was tainted with blood. "Shit..."

She dropped the knife on the counter next to the onions. Blood was pouring out of her left index finger. "Aww man..."

Suddenly, the scent of cherry blossoms surrounded her, then a pair of arms. "Master, let me see." He grabbed her hand, examining her finger. "I wonder what you were thinking about in order for you to cut yourself this badly..." He licked the blood that was running down her wrist, trailing his tongue up her palm, and stuck her finger into his mouth.

Ten'on body felt like it was on fire, and her face told it. Lust took her finger out of his mouth, and smiled. "It stopped bleeding." He noticed the crimson blush and smiled wickedly. "Your blushing, Master..." He leaned into her face, only to be kicked, slapped, then pushed away.

"Go away! I'm trying to cook!" Ten'on turned away from him, trying to focus on the onions once again. She begin to cut a new one, but the scent of cherry blossoms distracted her, and the smell of blood tainted the air again. "God-damn it, you fucking mother fucker! I said to go the fuck away!"

She turn to face a very surprised Lawliet, who stared at the knife aimed at his face. The scent of sugary sweetness was now overpowering the cherry blossoms. "He did leave." L said staring into her eyes, they were red once again.

Ten'on stared.

"I think Mello has rub off on you." L said peering over her shoulder at the mess. "Can you come with me, Watari will cook."

"Uh... Um, sure." She put the knife down and stuck her thumb in her mouth to stop the bleeding. She turned and followed L out of the kitchen.


Lust stared at Light, Light stared at L, and L stared at Ten'on. Ten'on just stared at the space of air next to Watari in deep thought with the telling pout on her face, unaware of the tension building around her. She felt that she was missing something, something important...

"Ten'on."

She didn't hear it.

"Girl." Light voice called out this time. Still, she didn't hear it.

"Master, your fly is down..." Ten'on eyes snapped shut in a violent blink as she turned her head down to look at her pants. She was wearing sweat pants.

"My pants don't have a zipper." She said to Lust.

They all stared at her, Light wanted to strangle her, L slightly chuckled, and Lust just down right laughed at her.

"Ten'on, who is this man?" L said pointing at Lust.

Ten'on followed his finger, and sighed. "Who? He's name is Lust. Like the shinigami behind Light is Ryuk, and the shinigami with Mello is Sidoh."

"Are you implying that this man is a shinigami?"

"Yes."

"Can you prove it?" Light interrupted.

She faced him, with a frown on her face. "Yes, Light. I can."

"Then do it."

She sighed. "Fine. Light, drop dead."

Lust face twisted up in a wicked smile as he pulled out his Death Note. He quickly opened the book, scratching the name down. 'That's ten years for me, and a painful death for you.' Lust chuckled as he looked up at Light.

Light face was twisted. His jaw was set, his eyes glaring at him. "I'm waitin-" Light begin to cough. It was a subtle cough at first, then violent hacking shook his body. Light covered his mouth as the metal taste of blood reached his tongue. The warm liquid ran through his fingers, and down his arms.

A sharp pain shot up his chest, then through his arm. Light looked at Lust in disbelief.

"Thank you, Yagami. I needed those ten years..." Lust purple eyes swirled with red. Yes, the eyes are the gate way to the soul. And Lust's soul was dead. Very much like Ryuk's.


Yay it's done! it took me for eva because of work... but i did it!! this was basically a insight to ten'on mind and behavior...

and now for my thanks:

Reviews:

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okay, near's purpose will appear in the next chapter... and i'm off to my lil imagination corner... BYEZ!!

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