Title: Death Note Cell
Title: Death Note Cell. (Yeah…I know, it sucks. But I promise I'll change it later. Maybe I can get some feedback from my loyal fans? -Not that I have any, anyway-. D:)
Rating (of d00m!): Sorry guys, it's gonna have to be Mature this time. There's a lot of violence in this one, and references to…adult…things. ¬ ¬ ANYWAY. MOVING ON. Lol :D?
Authors Note: All right, thank you to the VERY nice person that keeps reviewing my stories. Thank you so much! And, I promise, I will honor your request. I've been practicing the yaoi scene… (Er…don't worry, I'm normally this crazy) and L is actually very easy to do as a Seme. (The really sad thing? He's so hard to do as an Uke… - -') So thank you for turning me toward the LxLight pairing. But anyway, this is the first chapter where Rue Ryuzaki appears. Which, I'm sure you all will figure out who he is the moment he gets in the story. That's just because I give too many goddamn hints, but whatever. And anybody that recognizes the name "Rue Ryuzaki" (-cough BEYOND BIRTHDAY cough-) can laugh their asses off like I did when I realized "Wow. I just actually chose that name, didn't I?" Kay, enough of my babbling. ONTO THE STORY!!
Summary: … -- Just read the previous chapters, okay? Okay. I don't feel like explaining it all again, thanks.
Pairings: AS ALWAYS: LightxL. And some of LightxOC, too. And officially introducing LightxRyuzaki! Don't worry, read and you'll know who he is… :D
Disclaimer: Wow I feel like a jackass for not putting this up sooner. Okay, I own absolutely no characters from Death Note, and the concept of Cell belongs to Stephen King and him alone. Not me. Though if I had come up with that idea, you can bet your asses you would see my shit in bookstores instead of here. The only thing I do own is my original characters. No, seriously. That's about the only thing I own… TTTT
Chapter three: R.R.
There he stood, breath leaving his mouth in heaving gasps. In the few seconds that I had to look him over, everything seemed to jump out at me as familiar. It was definitely not his appearance that gave it away, it was just him. There was only one demanding presence in that little circle of people, but it was most assuredly him. His presence had always drawn attention to him. Even if you didn't know him, you knew he was the authority. You just knew it. Looking at him then, you would never come to that conclusion. He was certainly going to great lengths, that was for sure. His hair, which had once been absolutely coal black, was now somewhat of a dirty blonde, and his bangs fell just above his eyebrows. The back of his hair was much shorter, but still just as uncombed as usual. I guess he couldn't hide that. He wore a sleeveless white shirt and dirty, ripped jeans that weren't as loose as before. (Well, that much hadn't changed.) The steps of his shoes on the asphalt weren't enough to jolt me out of my state of shock. Extending his hand to Abigail, he helped her off the ground, picking her up effortlessly.
"Yeah, I know. Please, don't thank me. They seem to stay away from me, and I was trying to help, anyway." He took a few steps toward us, placing his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "Is everybody alright?" I nodded, still stunned. I knew this man was L; there was just too much about him that seemed so fucking familiar. Abigail detached herself from my arm and rushed toward him, blurting out:
"It's the cell phones, isn't it? It's the cell phones that are making everyone go crazy!" It would take a little while before he would nod. He looked her over, surveying her with beautiful dark blue eyes that flickered toward mine for just a second. There was something in that gaze that intimidated me like no one else could, only L. Only he could bring me to my knees with just one look, and this man was doing the same. My legs threatened to give out, but I ignored them. A serious expression settled in deep in his face.
"So far, yes. It is the cell phones, you're completely correct. That's why I don't own one." He smiled darkly, and I noticed that there were deep lines in his face, making him look much older than I thought he was. He was probably only about twenty-eight or twenty-nine. "It's possibly some kind of signal that's been transmitted… maybe from a radio tower?" My impression was that he was talking to himself more than any one of us here.
"Yeah, that makes enough sense, but what's the chances of that happening?" I shifted the little girl so she wouldn't fall. "I mean… it seems pretty low, doesn't it?" The man shrugged his extremely thin shoulders and looked away from me toward the sidewalk.
"Actually, the chances of that are moderately higher than you think. It ranges from about 29.7 to 30.15 percent." My jaw fell open, and I was too stunned to close it. 'Holy shit, it really is him… I can't believe it…' Then I shook the thought from my head. 'No, it can't be him… L's all the way back in Japan. Isn't he…? Unless he followed me…' I blinked my eyes and sighed loudly. I really needed to stop thinking about things like that. If I didn't, I was going to lose my mind. But this man… was just making it all the more difficult not to think about him and how much I missed him. I realized I must have still been staring ahead of him blankly, because he said: "Is there a problem?"
"I…I…no." I finally regained my voice and my composure. Though I didn't look like any less of a complete moron. "There's no problem." I set my face and held out my hand to him. It felt oddly polite, especially with all the chaos of the last hour. The strange, skinny man hesitated for a moment before shaking my hand. "I'm Raito Yagami." He looked Japanese, so I decided to pronounce my name the way it was meant to be, instead of 'Light', it was 'Raito.' I noticed that his skin was extremely warm, when he looked like he would be cold to the touch. Despite his strange appearance, his hand was actually nice to hold. I stopped myself from thinking that soon enough, though. "And you are?" He took his hand away from mine and wiped it on his jeans. My heart gave a violent vertical jump all the way into my throat.
"Me? Oh, I am Rue Ryuzaki." I narrowed my eyes. For a moment, I half expected him to introduce himself as 'Ryuuga Hideki'. That would have made me surer than anything that he was L, as if I wasn't already. I actually found myself wishing he would say he was L. I knew it… it was impossible for him not to be. When I didn't respond, his dark blue orbs bored into mine so that my knees felt weak again, and it sent a shiver running down my spine.
"This is Abigail Reisner." I gestured to her with my free hand. She waved politely to him, but he just stared back "And this…" I looked down at the small girl latched onto my chest, large fistfuls of my shirt clasped tightly in her small hands. "Well, I don't know her name right now. She hasn't spoken a word to either of us since we found her." I patted her back lightly. "So what do we do now, Ryuzaki-san?" I felt extremely awkward calling him that, seeing as how it was one of L's old aliases. "Everything's kind of died down now, should we try and go somewhere?"
"We should try and go back to the apartment complex, Light." Abigail said, looking back toward our home with a pleading glance. My eyes flickered over to Rue, and he had a very quizzical expression on his pale face. I decided to speak up.
"No, Abigail…" Rue interrupted me.
"Abigail. That would be a very bad idea. Your apartment complex is relatively close to the college, judging from Abigail's reaction, correct?" He didn't wait for me to answer. "And with the number of young students probably living in that apartment complex," He was right, I realized. 'My god, it really is him…' Practically more than half of the apartments housed college students. I immediately figured out where he was going with this. I was about to say the exact same thing when he had interrupted me. "…and just estimating the number of cell phones," He put his index finger to his mouth and began to chew on the tip of it gently. 'That's one habit you can't hide from me, L.' I almost said aloud. He began to walk around behind Abigail, looking in the direction she had pointed. With a start, I noticed he wasn't bent over, his spine didn't curve, unlike L. 'Alright, there's one reason it's not him,' I tried to reassure myself. I looked over to see him still chewing on his finger, and an impulsive urge shot through me to snatch his hand from his mouth, something I used to do when L and I were still…together.
"So…in short, that's a completely uncountable number of cell phones, and…" He waved his hand through the air nonchalantly. "…whatever you call those things roaming around in your apartment complex." I nodded. Rue was right; he was obviously a smart guy.
"Oh. Sorry, I guess I didn't think of that. Duh…" Abigail gave a weak smile. "So what do we do?" As if on cue, another explosion roared through the air, making the ground shake under out feet and my ears ring more than they did already. Abigail and the small girl screamed, Rue and I flinched violently. His hands flew to his ears, long thin fingers snaking through his frizzy hair.
"Oh, my God! What was that?!" I shouted, my hands and legs trembling. Rue looked at me as if to say, 'an explosion, dumb ass.' I tried to ignore it. "What exploded?" The small girl went on screaming and crying. Rue stretched out his arms in a 'gimme' motion. I glared at him. No way was I letting him to that little girl. I didn't care if he was L or not, that little girl was mine to protect, and protect her I would.
He didn't answer my question. "Now, will you please give me the girl? I believe I can calm her down." I held her tighter toward me. Rue's eyes narrowed. "Come now, I'm safe." He said in a slightly mocking tone. Abigail placed her hand on my arm, telling me it was okay, but I didn't believe. Rue became even more persistent; he couldn't hide how stubborn he was. He couldn't hide anything from me… Finally I handed her over to him. She snuggled into his chest as he stroked her hair delicately.
Even though it took a serious blow to my pride, I had to hand it to him; he did have a way with children. She settled down and stopped her screaming and crying almost immediately. Rue took his thin hand and gently lifted the girl's chin so she was looking him in the eyes. "Now, sweet heart…" He started, his voice smooth and low and calming. "…Can you tell me your name?" She stuck her small bottom lip out in a most ungraceful pout, and shook her head no. "Aw, come on now. Please?" She shook her head no again. His hand rested on the back of her head, and I noticed how small her head looked resting in the palm of his adult sized hand. "I'll tell you mine." My heart skipped a beat, and I began to pay much more attention to what he was saying than before. The girl seemed to consider it for a moment, and then nodded.
Rue brought the girl's head closer to his own and leaned to whisper his name into her ear. I strained hard to hear what he said. Although he had already introduced himself to us as "Rue Ryuzaki", I had good suspicion that he was using a fake name. 'Rue Ryuzaki' didn't sound quite real. His name would be the defining piece of evidence to whether Rue was L or not. There were just too many similarities. And too many differences, and that's exactly why I wasn't sure. Why I needed to know his real name. Believe it or not, I actually did know his name. It took a lot of breaking down stupid damn walls he had put up, but he finally revealed to me his name. It was L Lawliet. He had the most beautiful name; it was so easy to say… If I could just hear it… no. I didn't. Fuck. The small girl giggled and Rue said, "It's a funny name, isn't it?" She nodded, and whispered to him.
"Oh, that's such a beautiful name. So suiting for such a beautiful child, also." She smiled, the first time in a while she had seemed happy. "And may I tell Yagami-san," I shivered. The way his name left his lips sounded so damn familiar. The little voice in the back of my head screaming 'this is L!' just wouldn't shut up. "…and his friend Abigail your name?" She nodded. "Everybody, this is…" He stopped, casting his eyes across me. I felt my face grow hot and was sure it was red by now. "Yagami-san…" He mumbled, raising one eyebrow quizzically.
"Huh?" I asked, trying to keep my voice cool. It came out weak and strangled, however. "What, Ryuzaki-san?"
"Excuse me, but are you all right?" I nodded, losing my voice then. I could feel my face growing hotter and wondered to myself 'Why am I getting so embarrassed?' Rue merely shrugged his thin but somewhat muscular shoulders and said: "Well then, this little girl is Sonja. It's a very beautiful name, one of my favorites, actually. It means 'wisdom'." Sonja seemed more active now, now that she knew who to trust. Along with the embarrassment, a twinge of jealousy shot through me.
"You know, we should really try and go somewhere. Maybe ask around and see where everyone else is going, you know?" Abigail said, looking around. I looked around also, a discarded cell phone the focus point of my attention. L's voice ran in my head: 'I detest cell phones—' Rue spoke up then.
"The world would be better off without them. Cell phones, that is." My jaw fell slack, but he didn't notice. "Think about it. That's obviously what started this whole mess in the first place, cell phones. And extremely good idea, Abigail. I would have never thought of it myself." I was stunned. Rue had just picked the thought right out of my head! The words that L had said so many times before. The voice screamed at me again, but I tried to ignore it.
"Yeah. Let's try to get somewhere safe. We don't know how many of those things are crawling around out there. All the young college students with cell phones… what could've done this?" I asked, walking ahead of Rue. "C'mon, you guys." I turned toward Rue, but he didn't notice until I spoke. I took a moment to look over his face, however. It was the face of L; there was absolutely no denying it. His high cheekbones, small jaw and mouth… every detail of that face I had committed to memory. 'Maybe that's why it's taking you so long to forget…' a small voice in the back of my head muttered. Damn it, it was right. I could never forget him… "Ryuzaki-san…" He turned my way, large dark blue eyes staring into mine with wonderful intensity. "…Thanks. For all your help. You've been really good. If it wasn't for you, that crazy with the knife would've gotten Abby and I both."
"Don't mention it, please. And I've told you my theory already if I remember correctly. Though the chances are very small, there is still a chance." I nodded.
Suddenly: "Can I walk now?" It was Sonja; the first time I had actually heard her talk. Rue looked surprised, but set her down anyway. As he bent down, his shirt slid up slightly in the back. Though he was still skinny as ever, and I could still see the fragile outline of his spine, I could see the delicate curves of muscle starting to make their way through to be noticed. Then something else caught my eye. A scar, a delicate white against his pale skin. It was on his lower back, but it looked more like a…surgical scar than anything else. My mind flashed back to when he walked around Abigail. A straight back, and…a scar. Could he have gotten corrective surgery? It seemed like he was taking extra steps not to be recognized.
Author's note: OMG. Is it just me, or was that chapter ASS-BREAKINGLY LONG?! Well, not for you. For me, cause I'm sitting her typing it! Grr… and I was all nice and ready to upload this MF to when I opened up the file and realized: Crap. I only typed this thing halfway through. Actually, way less than halfway. So anyway, this chapter is about 13 handwritten pages. Guess how many it is typed? Frickin' five pages long. Yeah. For some unimaginable reason, that makes me feel like a suckish under achiever. Anyway, I got a new notebook; cause the one I was originally writing DN Cell in only has about twenty pages left or something. But my new notebook is hugely big, and it has one of those weird ribbon-place holder things. AND, also I found a bunch of my old markers. They're super cool, and I use them to write, because writing in pencil is sooo boring. There's this one that writes in purple, but then it turns silver! How goddamn cool is THAT?! Okay, sorry. It's not…that cool, but whatever.
Oh, also. I realized I've forgotten to put a disclaimer on several of my stories, sooo…I'm doing one on this chapter so I don't get sued.
Until next time, betches! :D