Descriptions: You already know what Beyond, L, and Near look like so onto the Ocs! Lawliet and Nate's parents: Mother looks a lot like Nate aka Near with curly white hair and pale, pale skin and is short. Father looks sorta like L with short black hair and pale skin and is tall, but slouches some.
That should be about it!
Oh, yeah, and this chappie is how L and Near came to the forest and got into the mess they are in now. Sorry I didn't post it sooner! yeah, as some should already know, my computer is still kinda screwed up and is kinda slow and the italics are working better, but still not good enough. Sorry.
Happy Valentine's Day!
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Disclaimer: By the way I do not own Death Note!
Warnings: Flashback-ish chappie, don't like 'em don't read this and violence, blood, gore, language, idiocy, and so on. ;^P
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"Why do we have to come here? It's so boring!" Lawliet whined.
He knew the reason why, but he didn't like it. Summer break. The time when he was forced to actually acknowledge his family's existence. The time when he was banned from his laptop, sweets, mystery novels, and all the other activities he enjoyed, and for what? Just to spend time with his parents and his baby brother. He usually buried himself in some schoolwork or some activity to ignore them, but when summer break came he was forced to be with them. It wasn't that he hated them or anything like that, but he had barely any social skills. He felt that they didn't understand him the way they should have.
His parents were normally too busy gushing to their few friends about his brother and his little brother was…well…he was the center of their world. It did make him jealous when they did that, Lawliet wasn't ashamed to admit that. It was normal sibling jealousy.
And his brother, Nate, didn't seem to care much for him. Lawliet didn't know why, but Nate didn't seem to want to get too close to him. Lawliet tried to avoid the boy, because for one thing Nate was like twelve years younger than him and didn't understand things like Lawliet did and for reason two he would start acting odd at some of the worst times.
Sometimes he'd shift his eyes back and forth or he'd get jittery or he'd just sputter gibberish. His parents had taken the boy to therapy and the doctor had said that it was normal. She, the doctor, had said that apparently Nate admired his elder brother and got tongue-tied around him. She also said that he seemed to have some disorder that made him act like he did when Lawliet wasn't around. The elder boy didn't think he had a disorder though. Once when he watched Nate get tense and jumpy he found out that the younger boy had somehow managed to sense that their parents were about to have a fight.
Lawliet told this to the doctor, but she said that it was normal for young children to be that way and dismissed the teen acting as though she were the smartest person in the whole world. Lawliet wanted to snap at her, maybe bring her ego down a bit, but instead he held his tongue and silently wondered how that was normal.
Anyway, here they were at some cabin his parents drug him and Nate every year or so to spend time together. The last time he was here Nate was two and Lawliet was fourteen. The cabin was made of wood and really old. The teen felt that they were lucky to have electricity there, let alone a few useful appliances. The cabin was facing some woods, which Lawliet guessed ended up leading into a forest, because of how dark things looked beyond the trees.
"Seriously," he continued complaining, "it'd be easier to stay home than come here and die of boredom!"
His mother gave him a sharp disproving look. Her dark gray eyes demanding that he be quiet. He didn't blame her. Whenever he whined his little brother had to start acting frightened and neither of his parents liked that. In fact, Lawliet wasn't too sure how he felt about his younger brother's abnormal behavior. "Lawliet why don't you play a game with Nate?" she said looking over to the small four year old. "You know he likes games and they distract him from…you know…himself." She added more quietly seeming worried when she saw that Nate had wandered off close to the edge of the woods.
"Please go get him, before he gets lost." She said before she turned and headed for the cabin. She paused in the doorway. "Be kind to him, Lawliet!" she called back sternly, and then disappeared inside.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." He mumbled heading over to his younger brother, who was standing close to some sort of pine tree that was practically bleeding sap, shifting his weight nervously from foot to foot the boy turned to look at his elder brother. Lawliet chuckled never seeing the boy so anxious before it just seemed so comical that he would act so uneasy now when nothing was wrong.
"What's wrong?" he asked noticing that the boy kept shifting his gaze from side to side.
"Scary place." He whined. Despite the fact he had high marks in school and was able to read the same books as a high-school student Nate was a small child and his vocabulary was still developing. For some reason he wasn't good with words and was still learning how to speak, despite the fact that everyone else in his pre-kindergarten class could speak fine. "Scary place." He repeated trembling in fear. This puzzled his brother, but Lawliet decided to calm him knowing that it must be hard for him to adjust to new surroundings.
"No, we've been here before, remember?" he said soothingly. "It was two years ago, but we came here for summer break all the same. Its not scary, just boring."
"Scary. Scary. Scary." He said wrapping his arms around the teen's legs. Lawliet didn't know what to do. He'd never seen Nate this way. "Scary. Scary. Scary." The boy kept chanting in a small, terrified voice, pulling away from the boy the teen scowled looking around. Remembering that he was supposed to be nice to the boy he smiled a bit.
"You don't have to be scared." He said gently, but the small child shook his head and shoved one of his tiny fists in his mouth to suck on. Lawliet sighed. "Why don't you just pretend that this place isn't scary? Isn't that what normal children do?"
He then burst into tears obviously terrified. "What is wrong now?" Lawliet asked becoming impatient. "Why are you crying?"
"Death!" the little boy sobbed. "Die. Die. Die. Die."
"Nate what are you talking about?"
"It's everywhere!" he wailed. "Death is everywhere!"
Shaking his head in annoyance and disbelief Lawliet turned to leave him alone with his imaginings. Small hands gripping the back of his jeans made him turn to face Nate, who's large, gray eyes glistened with tears. "Where are you going?" he asked in a tiny voice. "Where? Where, Lawliet?"
"I'm going inside. You can stay out here and pretend to die if you like, but I'm going inside instead of acting like a panicked chicken for no reason."
The small boy stumbled backwards as his brother turned and walked away. He fell backwards, and then unknown to his brother who was already inside, he saw a flash of movement across the clearing. He shuddered and shivered as every known instinct in him told him that danger was nearing at a rather fast rate. Afraid he ran for the house.
"What's wrong?" his mother asked as he slammed and locked the door shut. "You look afraid. Is something out there?"
"Monsters."
"Monsters?" his father questioned as he entered the room. "What's all this talk about monsters?"
"Oh, I'm sure it's nothing." Mother said patting the small boy's head. "I think that he just saw an animal he wasn't familiar with and got frightened. You know like the time he saw that deer? I think that's all that this little episode of his is."
"Oh, well okay." He said running a hand through his short, inky black hair. "Do you know where Lawliet went off to?"
"No." she sighed shaking her head letting her white curls sway. "He doesn't like being here as usual. I just hope he doesn't start filling Nate's head with stories."
"I don't think he would. He's more mature than that."
"You obviously don't know him like I do."
"Night." Nate suddenly said padding off to join Lawliet in their shared room. His brother lay on the bed, the only bed, in the room writing in some sort of book. He gave Lawliet a questioning look and as though he could read minds he signaled for the boy to come over to the bed. He did and saw the title on the book. It was a book full of crossword puzzles. Smiling a bit he got up on the bed and sat beside the elder boy. For the next few hours he watched as the teen solved over at least fifty or so pages worth of puzzles with ease.
"You'd think they'd at least try to make these hard, huh?"
Nate nodded blinking sleepily.
"Hmm, I think you've stayed up too long. What do you think?"
The boy didn't reply he simply curled up in a small white ball and fell asleep.
"Rude." Lawliet huffed continuing with his puzzles. "Rude, rude, rude. That's all you are. You may not be able to speak a lot, but you could at least try to reply." He grumbled flipping a page. Without prior notice the smaller boy grabbed the teen's shirtsleeve in his sleep. Uncomfortable and annoyed Lawliet jerked his arm away from Nate's reach. The small boy opened his eyes and blinked in confusion.
"Keep your hands to yourself." He said clearly annoyed.
The younger boy's big gray eyes filled with anguish and Nate gave him a hurt look, but obeyed his big brother and rolled over to face the wall, so that eh couldn't touch Lawliet by accident in his sleep. Lawliet continued with his crossword puzzles not feeling the least bit guilty. What did he have to feel guilty about, after all? Nate was only four. When he thought about it he reasoned that four year olds were known to be very versatile and known to get over things quickly. The only thing that really annoyed Lawliet from that point was when Nate whimpered and twitched in his sleep. After a while he put his book down, because he'd finally completed it. He inhaled deeply as he laid down flat on his back. It didn't take but an hour before he fell asleep.
Around that time Nate woke up and gasped upon seeing a shadowy figure looking into the room through the window. The figure was shrouded by night and outlined by moonlight, but blazing red eyes were staring directly at the small child.
Trembling in fear he grabbed his brother's shirtsleeve. Those frightening red eyes seemed to stay glued to him like he were the most important thing in the room. It was like he couldn't breathe as long as those red eyes were stuck on him. He then wrapped his arms around his brother's waist and buried his face into Lawliet's white shirt. Whimpering he couldn't contain his tears as the figure outside the window started to tap on the glass hesitating between each tap, which just made it seem all the more creepy.
Sobbing he yelped when a hand grabbed the back of his neck. Looking at his elder brother he saw that he was scowling. "What is your problem?" he asked stifling a yawn. Nate looked at the window and saw that the scary figure was gone. Trembling he pointed to the window. Lawliet looked and scowled.
"There isn't anything there. Go back to sleep. Lord knows I won't be able to now."
Sobbing softly the small boy shook his head. "Scared. I'm scared." He said looking to his brother with teary eyes. Sighing in frustration the teen got up and left the room unaware that the door jammed when he shut it. Nate saw the figure reappear in the window and the red eyes were staring at him again. Screaming in fear he jumped from the bed and attempted to follow his brother, but couldn't seeing as the door was jammed. He looked and stared in horror as the window lifted up, due to the fact it was unlocked, and the figure began to come into the room. He screamed as loudly as he could hoping that someone would hear and save him. Suddenly the figure retreated making sure to close the window. Nate sobbed as the door was yanked open and he ran into his father.
"What's with all the noise?" he yawned looking into the room wearily.
He scowled seeing that Lawliet was gone. "Where is your brother?" he questioned. When Nate shook his head and continued to sob the man sighed. "Don't worry I'm sure he'll be back." He comforted. "How about you stay with me until he comes back?" Nodding Nate began to follow the elder man, but then turned and ran to lock the window. Once it was locked he followed his father into the kitchen and sat down at the table across from him.
Elsewhere, Lawliet walked through the moonlit woods peeved with his younger brother for waking him up. Seriously, he didn't sleep easy due to some sleeping disorder and when he was finally relaxing enough to sleep Nate had to wake him up for no reason whatsoever. What was up with that? He asked himself knowing it wasn't like the boy to wake him for no reason. Did he just do that to be annoying or just because he was scared of something? Surely there was a good reason. He told himself.
Still he couldn't help being a bit upset with the younger adolescent. Why does he always have to be like that? Lawliet wondered in annoyance.
Groaning in frustration he stared up at the half moon wondering if all little brothers were like Nate. Deciding that all little brothers weren't all like Nate, he turned to go back to the cabin before his parents woke up and got angry with him, but was stopped by the feeling of a sharp pain in the back of his head. Warm, sticky liquid seemed to flow down his back afterwards. He didn't recall much after that but the next morning he woke up inside a small cave covered in moss and wet leaves.
"Where am I?" he groaned.
Turning his head he was surprised to meet the gaze of a pair of red eyes.
His gray eyes landed on a face that appeared exactly like his own. The only difference was the ruby red eyes, which stared at him filled by inquisitiveness and affection. Sitting up Lawliet felt the wound on his head and groaned pained. "Who are you?" he asked noting to himself that the boy who looked almost exactly like him was a bit younger. When no reply came he asked again, but there was no reply as before.
"Can you talk?" he asked suddenly wondering if this boy knew how to speak.
"S-speak?"
"I'll take that as a no." he said grinning out of amusement. "Do you understand me?"
There was a nod from his look-a-like.
"Can you tell me why I am here or why my head hurts?" he asked wincing a bit. His look-a-like shook his head smirking impishly as he did so, but Lawliet didn't think anything of this. "Can you show me how to get back home?"
Nod.
"Good. Could you show me soon?" he asked hoping to get home before he got into trouble with his parents for leaving his brother alone all night.
There was a treacherous looking sparkle in those red eyes as the look-a-like shook his head. "Why not?" Lawliet questioned frowning. He saw no reason for this boy to want to keep him stranded in the woods. How would that help him? Lawliet was sure that there was no way he would be of use to this odd boy who was covered in what he observed as dirt, some dry blood, dried mud, bits of leaves, and animal fur.
"Want to make a deal, then?" he asked. "A trade, perhaps?"
Nod.
"What kind of deal?"
Shrug.
"Of course you don't know. You can't speak. Wait…."
The unknown look-a-like rolled his ruby eyes, but held his smirk.
"Okay." He paused as though taking his time to think. "Would you like to know how to speak?" Lawliet asked after a moment or so.
The boy gave him another nod.
"Fine." The teen said with half-lidded eyes that seemed to be blank with boredom. "I'll teach you how to speak, but you have to show me how to get back home. And once you can talk some I want to know who you are, why you are out here, and what you want, exactly."
Smiling the red-eyed oddball nodded his agreement, intrigued with this teen, who seemed so calm and languid around a stranger who looked like him and was possibly dangerous. The red-eyed boy immediantly felt admiration for Lawliet. His duplicate extended his hand and Lawliet took it in his noting that the oddball's hand appeared to be scratched up badly as though someone had clawed him repeatedly. It made Lawliet wondered what this boy was up to and where he had been. They both shook hands on it to seal the deal.
Unknowingly Lawliet had practically made a deal with the devil.
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Hope ya'll enjoyed it! I managed to get it here before I go to bed. And it's 10:19 p.m. So I hope you all liked that cause I'm worn out! Well, I promise to update as soon as I can!
~Fairylust~