Title: Death Note Cell. (Oh, never mind. It's just a goddamn name…)
Rating: 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. (Which actually is true in this chapter, seeing as it was just a blatant lie in all the others.) ¬ ¬ ANYWAY. MOVING ON. Lol :D?
Authors Note: w00t! New chapter is up, homies! XD and to think I did this all the day school started. Mm-hm, hectic it was. Everybody's schedule was fucked up to the high heavens. FIFTY-TWO people in my math class. FIFTY-TWO. Oh my God, it was a disaster. Sooo… just… urgh. Lol. Anyway, I have to say something. What the hell is going on with "The Cleaner"? Honestly! It's gotten more attention than any other story I've posted up here, at all! I guess people really like the idea of L strung out on drugs. God, you guys are sick. A little like me! :D Speaking of sick, my friend (We'll call her "Z") saw a rather mind-bending picture earlier. Seeing as I'm the only one in my group of friends that is pro-Yaoi and pro-LxLight (well, my other friend is, sort of…) we talk about it a lot. Well, my friend Z saw something that would scar her forever. She saw a screenshot from an… LxLight dating sim game, I believe? I think it's being translated somewhere on the internet, but whatever. ANYWAY. The screenshot? Hmm… should I really say this here? Well, okay. It was L performing oral sex on Light. XD yeah I know! She saw that, and it took us half and hour to get her to tell us what she saw. She was freaking out! It was hilarious, but… enough about me. I'm so happy to be doing the rest of the Yaoi scene, yay! You know… the funny thing is, I had done a Yaoi scene previously for somebody, and I had the file on my computer… but I deleted it. FOR GOOD. And… all through the last chapter I was struggling, trying to remember what the Ef I did. But…this, actually… was easy. Hm. Go figure. All righty then, enjoy! (Oh, and look forward to the first chapter of "Sudden Death" really soon, okay? Okay.)
Summary: …DUDE. YAOI. "Do I need to fing repeat myself?" :D
Pairings: I think everybody knows that I've changed my way of thinking. LxLight, RyuzakixOC, LightxOC.
Disclaimer: 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… TT 0 TT All right, adding on to the disclaimer. I do not own the movie "The Mist", which will have some striking similarities to DN Cell very soon. Just a coincidence, but Mist is also a Stephen King novella. :D
All right, so once you start reading, you're going to notice a bit of a gap from where we left off to where we start. Don't worry about it, I didn't forget anything… it's just my style of writing. And besides. Who… really wants to write about somebody getting something shoved up their ass? Let's skip to the romantic stuff, thank you. :D
Chapter 8: Confusion
My back was pressed especially hard against the wall, but that didn't distract me from the events taking place in that bathroom. My shaky breath echoed in my ears, as did the occasional moan that would escape my lips. With each thrust of him inside of me, I felt pressure that I hadn't remembered for a long time building a little more. A good deal of me couldn't believe that sex was taking place between us again, but the rest of me was ridiculously giddy about being close to him for the first time in four years. ":Raito…:" He breathed in my ear. I didn't know if he was asking a question or just trying to turn me on more, so I answered.
":Y-yes… Oh… Mmmm… yes?:" I tightened my grip on his shoulders, digging my nails in. He slowed down his movements a little, and I was able to think clearly for the first time in a couple minutes. He looked me in the eyes, and it sent a shiver down my back. We rarely made eye contact when having sex, and I wasn't used to it. I almost felt like looking away when I saw his dark blue eyes staring into mine. It was always like he was searching for something extremely deep inside of you.
":Do you… know what's going to happen after this?:" He bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes for a fraction of a second. He was never one to show pleasure with his facial expressions, so that change was unexpected for me. 'What is he saying?' I thought. 'Is he worried that things will be different after this? Different… how? In a bad way…?' A million thoughts raced through my head when he said those words, contemplating and taking apart everything he said as I usually did.
I said the only words that I thought would comfort him at that moment. ":L-Lawliet…:" I moaned. ":I love you…:" I heard a deep chuckle come from somewhere inside his throat, and I worried for a moment that I had said the wrong thing. But then he kissed me on the lips sweetly and said,
":I love you too, Raito.:" After he said that, he picked up his original pace, and I felt that pressure inside of me getting closer and closer to exploding. I realized my hands were trembling from all the excitement, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing our worn-out bodies closer together. I bit my bottom lip hard, his face from a few seconds before flashing in my mind, and that alone was enough to push me a few steps closer to orgasm. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the wall, getting completely lost in the feelings he was sending through my body. I loved him so much, and I hoped he knew just how much in that moment. ":But you didn't…:" He took a sharp intake of breath, and then continued. ":…You didn't answer me…:"
I opened my eyes slowly, wondering if I could form words that weren't strangled out between moans. ":Oh… d-does…does it re-really m-matter…?:" I squeezed my eyes shut and gritted my teeth, finally feeling the pressure inside of me begin to crack. I could hear him talking, but it sounded distant and worlds away from the place I was in. My hands clawed at his neck, with motions I couldn't control. The pressure kept climbing and climbing until it reached an unbelievable peak, and if I hadn't had any presence of mind left, I would have screamed. Wave after wave of sharp pleasure racked my body, and I clung to him for dear life, riding out my orgasm. I was half-aware of the embarrassing, strangled moans that were coming from my open mouth, but I was so caught up in the moment that I couldn't stop…
I finally came down from my euphoria with gasping breaths, burying my head against his shoulder and panting, just to get enough oxygen. I almost didn't feel every muscle in his body tense against me and his hands clench around my hips. He thrust inside of me once, twice… and then stopped, quietly moaning my name next to my ear. All was calm for a moment as we both tried to catch our breath, the sounds of our ragged panting filling the small bathroom. I twisted my head around and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. My cheeks were bright red, and my sweat-soaked hair was plastered across my face like I had just walked out of the rain.
But he… he looked as beautiful as ever.
(Break)
I stepped out of the bathroom, intending to find Abigail and Sonja as quick as possible. They didn't know where I had been; only that Rue had drug me off somewhere. 'Shit, I bet they're worried to death…' Not five steps out; Abigail came running toward me with a crying Sonja in her arms. "Light!" She called, and I could see that she had been crying, too. I didn't blame her. I wished she hadn't been there when Carol was murdered—Carol. The thoughts came rushing back to me in a dizzying force, and I all I could do was tremble.
"Light!" She called again, and I was snapped out of my own world. I looked at Sonja, who was practically in hysterics, her tiny fists balled up next to her face, which was red and stained with tears. I took her from Abigail's arms and cradled her against me, saying things like: "Sssh, it's okay. Don't cry… I'm here," Whatever came to my mind first. The next thing, Abigail grabbed a hold of me, clutching my shirt like it was her only chance for survival. "Oh, my God! I didn't know where you were, I didn't know what happened…" She looked up at me, and for a moment… I wished I could have told her the truth. I hated telling lies that would hurt other people in the long run, and this was one of them. Still, I didn't think: "Oh, Rue—you know, that strange guy you met today—I was in the bathroom getting screwed by him." Would blow over so well.
"It's okay, Abby. It's all right. Rue just took me in there to calm me down a bit." She nodded, taking my answer to heart, and it hurt somewhere inside of me. Sonja had stopped crying a little, and was also clutching my shirt. I smoothed her hair back with my hand, and turned her face toward me. "Are you okay now? Are you all right?"
The first words out of her tiny mouth were: "Is she dead?" They hit me like a ton of bricks. My heart pounded, and I felt like I was going to break out into a cold sweat. How the fuck did I tell a little five-year-old girl that an innocent person was killed in front of her? All I could do was nod slowly, waiting for her to cry again. She didn't, though… only let her face fall. After a few seconds, she said: "Is she in heaven?" A lump grew in my throat, and I felt tears stirring at the rim of my eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but found it impossible. Abigail answered for me.
"Yes, sweetie. She's in heaven. She's in heaven with God… and… and…" She coughed, and buried her face against my chest.
"Do you think God will take good care of her?" This time I answered.
"Yes…" I paused, catching my breath. "Yeah, God will take very good care of her." She nodded, as if she understood. Maybe she did… I looked at Abigail, who had moved away from me in an effort to compose herself. "Where's everyone else?" I asked. As if on cue, I heard distant talking in the front of the store. Abigail wiped her cheeks with the back of her hands and shook her head, a nervous laugh escaping her lips. She wiped her hands on her shirt before answering.
"You'll never believe this, Light." I arched my brow. 'Never believe what?' I wondered, waiting for her to continue. "That Miss Campbell… I think." I nodded slowly, unsure of where the discussion was heading. "Anyway, that Miss Campbell… earlier she just started saying stuff about how 'God's wrath is finally being brought down upon us' or some shit like that." I was surprised. Abigail didn't usually curse. 'Damn it. I knew it. The last thing we need is some Jesus-freak running around…' "She said that it was all our fault, you know? Like, humanity in general… She said only those that are true believers will come out of this alive… and she's scaring Sonja, and she's scaring me."
I sighed, and closed my eyes. "I knew it." I muttered. "There's nothing we can do, is there?" She paused for a little while, and then shook her head. "I didn't think so… I mean, what can we do? Not much. She didn't threaten to hurt anybody, did she? No… killing in the name of God?" Her eyes fell down away from my face, and my heart jumped into my throat. 'Oh, shit.' I thought. 'Who did she fucking threaten?'
"Rue." She whispered, almost as an answer to my thoughts. My jaw fell open, and protective instincts for him surged through my veins. I wanted to find him, to know where he was. Though I already did know where he was. He was still in the bathroom. I made him stay in there, just incase someone saw me coming out. "She was calling Rue the Devil, and Satan, and all this other crap… she said he was evil for trying to stop God's judgments… just because he can save us! You know, just because… because he can kill them! She said that he would be stricken by God soon enough, but I have to wonder if she's not going to try and kill him herself."
I let out a shaky breath, one that I had been holding ever since she had said his name. "We just have to protect him, that's all we can do. And… I… I guess, if… if…" I inhaled and exhaled quickly, trying to calm my nerves. "If push comes to shove… I mean, what else can we do? We can't let her kill him…" Abigail's brown eyes widened and she put her hand over her mouth slowly. She looked away from me and blinked a few times before turning back.
"You aren't serious, are you?" She said through her delicate fingers.
"Of course I am!" I whispered loudly, hoping she got the message this time. "There are no other options, Abby! I'm sorry, I wouldn't want to do it either, but… kill an innocent person? Nobody should be able to get away with that and live!" I regretted the words immediately after they had escaped my mouth. "O-okay…" I started. "I didn't mean that. Um…" I backpedaled quickly, trying to the best of my ability to cover up my tracks. "I meant that we can't let her go after him if that's what she's planning to do." She took her hands away from her mouth and held them out, in a 'what the hell are you talking about' gesture.
My patience snapped. If I didn't get her to understand me, who would? "Listen to me, damn it!" I shouted. Sonja started to cry, and before I could do anything, she was taken from my arms. I looked at her for a second before continuing. "Abigail, you listen to me right now. I can't let her do that. Rue… he's… he's our key to getting out of here, to just… maybe making it home alive! Do you think I want to? Do you think I would want to have that on my shoulders? Fuck no! But if she's going to come after Rue, then I'm going to do what I have to do—and that's protect him! Do you understand me?"
She looked at me with large, hurt eyes before nodding in a silent agreement. My anger dissipated and I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Abby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lose my temper, it's just…"
She shook her head. "No, it's okay. I understand, Light." We both turned at the sounds of footsteps behind us, and I was surprised to find Rue not three feet away.
He took a moment to survey our faces before asking, "What's going on?" I knew it was an act. From his position in the bathroom, he had to have heard me shouting. And he did look a little pale… but so would I if I had just heard someone was threatening to kill me.
Abigail looked around before telling him. "You're in danger, Rue." He placed one hand on his chest in the universal 'me?' signal, and then turned to look at me questioningly. I nodded. "Miss Campbell is this huge religious freak, and she says this is all God's judgments… and that you're the Devil or something for trying to stop it. It's not your fault, what you can do!" His dark eyes fell, and for the first time in a while, I recognized real fear behind the calm that masked everything else. "We don't know if she's…like, planning to kill you, or what… so…"
He took a deep breath. Either he was acting very well, or he really didn't hear what I had been saying. "Wow. That's… not something you want to hear all that often. I'll keep my eye out, but I think I'll be fine. I nodded, looking back toward the front of the store. "Should we go back now? I'm sure Yagami-san is feeling much better." I felt my face go a bit red, but I tried to hide it.
"Yeah. I—I'm all right now." I looked back to Abigail, hoping that my face had restored to its original color. "Is she still saying stuff?"
"No, she quit about ten minutes ago." I nodded. "Light… what do we do?" I had been wondering if someone was going to ask me that question. It was bound to happen; not that I knew the answer or anything. I was as clueless as everybody else there. The only thing I assumed we could do is just try to stay alive until the whole ordeal ended.
"What can we do?" Rue interrupted. Abigail's eyes fell on him. "Stay together, I suppose. It only seems to make sense. To be honest, I'd like to figure out more about what I can do…" He stopped suddenly, a strange look passing across his features. He stumbled backward and put the palm of his hand to his forehead. After a few seconds, he squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, almost losing his balance. I rushed forward and caught him before he fell.
"Are you okay?" I asked, watching him wince in pain. 'What a dumb question…' "What's wrong?"
He opened his eyes and pushed himself away from me, his signal that he was fine. He still had his hand placed over his head, and that worried me. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just… augh!" I saw his legs tremble and then give out, and he fell to the floor hard on his knees. Sweat was beginning to gather at his forehead, a delicate line dripping down his pallid face. I dropped to my knees in front of him and tried to help him to stand up. ":No!" He screamed, and shoved me backward with all of his strength. I cracked my head on the hard tile, hitting especially hard the spot that was already sore. Black spots swam before my eyes, and I began to go in and out of consciousness. I could hear him in the background, saying: ":Stay away from me, damn it!:"
Abigail called for me distantly, and I tried to reply… but it was hard to open my mouth with my head splitting in two. It was like every function had been cut off. Then I felt tiny hands on my face, and I snapped awake faster than anything I had ever done. I scrambled my way off the floor and the first thing I saw was Rue bending forward, clutching at his hair. I saw a tear of pain slip down his cheek, and I wanted to help him. But I knew if I tried, he could potentially act out again, and even seriously hurt me. He pushed himself up from the ground with unsteady legs and stumbled into the bathroom. The door slammed shut behind him. Everything was silent for a few moments until I heard gagging and coughing from the other side of the door.
I looked at Abigail, and her image swayed a bit in front of my eyes. I was still extremely dizzy. Sonja stood next to her, looking like she wanted to help Rue. So did I… "Is he okay?" Abigail said, her eyes telling me she knew as much as I did: Absolutely nothing. I shrugged, not sure if I could talk yet. "You don't think this could have anything to do with him… and-and how he answered his cell phone earlier, do you?" It hit me then. I hadn't even thought about that! The events were probably all tied in together somehow, I just wasn't sure how yet.
Not five seconds after those thoughts had ran through my head, a scream that would have shattered glass erupted from the front of the store. Whoever had screamed was utterly horrified, and with instinct pushing fresh adrenaline through my veins, I took one final look at the bathroom door and then ran.
Author's Note: DD: I'm upset. I don't know why, but I hate this chapter. Maybe… it's cause I was all nervous about first introducing the Jesus-freak lady, but still… I hope no one gets mad at me for having a crazy God-follower in here, okay? Anyway… what happened to Rue? (I know, I'm just asking you.) What do you think happened to him? And who screamed? And what on EARTH did they see? O.O all will be revealed in… CHAPTER NINE! Anyway. Now that that's over with, I think I epically failed at the rest of the yaoi scene. But… I think I epically fail at all things yaoi. Because, that's just me. I can't believe I'm almost to chapter nine. Crazy, huh? This was kind of short, so sorry. At least it wasn't as short as chapter one or anything, lol. Hey, hey! I've gotten a spike in reviews lately! So far I have a total of… sixteen, I think? I could be off by one or so.
Oh well. Anyway, I want to make note here. Things are going to get pretty fast paced from here on out, up until a certain point. After that certain point, things will take a dip, and become a little less exciting, and a little more dramatic. Because, to have a good LxLight story, you HAVE to have drama. It's like freakin' X in Algebra. If it doesn't happen, everything you know is screwed. :D But then after that, things will pick up again, trust me. I'm kind of early on in the story right now, but drawing closer and closer to halfway through with each chapter. It feels like it's growing older, you know? Like… it was just yesterday I had the freakin' idea for this thing, and here I am… eight chapters in. This hurts. It really does. I'm going to be the saddest person on the planet when it's time to end this sucker. But… good thing I've prepared myself and have millions of other things to work on. Like the Cleaner, and some other stories… (By the way, Chapter two of the Cleaner is currently being written. So if you like it, good news. It will be up soon enough.) I'm nervous about some of them though. Especially "Take a Bow", because that's the one everyone seems to be the most interested in. So… that means higher expectations, right? Right. D:
All righty, enough of my rambling on like a… well… a… a… oh whatever. I don't know. Look forward to chapter nine, because now I have my inspiration back! You probably never knew I lost it, huh? Actually, you probably did. I go through these things where I lose my inspiration, write a chapter anyway, and then gain it back. Write a chapter, and then lose it. It's like these dips and spikes that are more random hen my best friends on cocaine. (NO, I don't know anyone that does drugs! I was just saying… if my friends snorted, then you wouldn't want to be around, trust me. XD) Okay, I'll shut up now. Bye.
Oh, I almost forgot! A big happy shout out to Ladyblue17: HI GIRL!! HOPE YOU HAVE LOTS OF FUN ON YOUR HOLIDAY!! :D anyway. Hope you heard that wherever you are. Even if it is in text.