Warnings for this chapter: Language and violence

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. This is a non-profit fan work.

Break the Haughty - Chapter II

At first, Light just altered his path around the two dubious figures but they kept blocking his way, so he just stood still with what L supposed was an annoyed look on his face and said:

"Will you please let me through? I've got a tube to catch."

Light was confidence itself, no doubt about it. People like him were rarely chosen victims for assaults from strangers. Making this all the more interesting, L thought.

"Well, if it isn't Light Yagami!" The shorter one of the two exclaimed.

Where the hell did these people get his name from? Light put on a cold stare as he scanned the facial features of the man in front of him. He was taller than him and of a stout build, but they had to be about the same age. Dim-witted eyes lay on him and became more and more impatient as Light didn't react to the adress at all. Strangely familiar. But where...

"You must be a college boy now, huh?" The words alone seemed like an innocent exchange between acquaintances, but there was an underlying tone in the voice of this guy that didn't please Light at all.

"Yes, I am," he said calmly. "And I would like to go home now, to study. Which is why I have to take the tube at Ueno station."

"Do you think I'm stupid or something?" the young man grunted. "He's always been like this," he explained to his companion, "Little stuck-up bitch. Always thought he's better than everyone else. And still thinking so, eh Light?"

"You don't know me," Light replied icily, "now let me through."

The brawny guy laughed a hysterical, unfriendly laugh.

"You really don't recognise me, do you, you little shit?"
Light went a shade paler than usual. This was getting uncomfortably out of hand.

"Hehe, seems like you hit a nerve there," Ryuk cackled.

"I'm Haro Suzuki. We graduated from high school together."

Light frantically searched his brain for memories of this guy, but he came up with nothing. Or maybe he was just making this up?

"Ah... right," he said nevertheless, "We were so many pupils. I don't remember everyone."

"But everyone has to know you! Given the countless freakin' times they put you on that stage!" Haro swung his fists around angrily. "And you don't even bother to remember your class mates, you arrogant, sleazy cocksucker!" He turned to his friend, his dull eyes spitting hatred. "We used to have English classes together and stuff. He'd always stare out of the window, like the class was not for him. Letting all of us know that he was oh too above all the stuff we learned. Whenever one of us had a question, he'd sigh at the mere stupidity. That little shit over there thinks he's like the king of the world or somethin' and we are all just dumb pawns, unworthy of his precious damn attention!"

This was a scarily accurate depiction of his high school classes. He had indeed sighed at some questions because they would drag on the same material for another boring half hour. Maybe that jealous idiot was indeed one of his class mates, probably from the basic courses.

For the first time in his life, Light did not know how to handle a situation. This Haro guy was obviously crazy, but that wouldn't help him much. He had tried to be friendly and de-escalating, but the rude tone of his voice and the insults indicated it was not working very well.

"What do you want from me?" he asked, carefully acting out inner poise.

"Do you hear that, Kazuo? He asks me what I want!" Haro laughed again that eerie laugh of his.

Suddenly, he grabbed Light by the hair and forced his head so close to his face that Light could feel the stale breath of the other man on his cheeks.

"I want your perfect shiny hair!" he whispered, pulling so brutally at the hair that Light felt like he was ripping his whole scalp off.

"I want your fucking perfect test score!" Haro roared into his ears. His fist met Light's face with such a force, Light thought his skull was going to crack. His vision went blurry and he felt a susurrus in his ears. Haro was still holding him by the hair. This was Tokyo, damn it! One of the safest cities in the world! He had never been bothered before, let alone attacked! This could not be happening!

Author's note: Wow, over 100 clicks in just one day! This is amazing! This fic topic must be really popular.

I was told in the reviews the attack was a bit confusing, so I changed it a little and gave more detail about Haro's background. I hope that's better!

I don't know where Light lives, so he might want to go to a different station. But I think it's not revealed in canon, anyway, so I can have him ride from wherever I want to ;-)

I have been to Ueno Park myself during nightfall, so I was happy to see Tokyo university is fairly close to it. It's true that there are few people around by nightfall. But probably not as few as in this fic, so I take artistic license on this one.

I'm not sure if I described enough in this chapter. What do you think?