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 III
L crept closer as the scene grew more emotional. Light would pay significantly less attention to his surroundings, now that he was engaged in an argument of that kind. He hid behind a weedy bush next to the waterside. Not a genious hideout, but it would do.
He was surprised by the hatred this guy had for Light. His prime suspect always seemed most agreeable and had been very popular at high school, as far as the background check had revealed. Yet there was no denying Light had a very high opinion of himself. L bit his thumb. And then opened his mouth in astonishment, as the guy grasped Light's hair.
L was close enough to see the badly concealed anxiety in his eyes. He winced, when his friend received the first blow. Should he enter the scene and break up the fight? He surely was morally compelled to. But if he revealed himself, Light would most probably guess he had been following him. Not good.
Maybe Light would be able to get out of it with some pulled out hairs and a black eye. Maybe they would kick him some more, but only superficial wounds would emerge. Painful, yes, but still reasonable. He slid his mobile out of his pocket and took a few pictures to run a background check on those thugs later. If they died within the next few days, he would have proof that Light was Kira. A violent assault of that kind was too minor a crime to bee reported in the news and to be judged by Kira, at least. So there had to be a personal connection, then. And Light surely didn't take it lightly to be scared and humiliated like this. L produced a bonbon from his pocket, unwrapped it and shoved it into his mouth. It had been an excellent idea to follow him tonight.
Light clutched the hand that was holding his hair and squeezed it hard against his skull, ducking, rotating and rising again. It worked! In a surprised moan, Haro let go of him. He was out of balance now and Light gave him a good push, sending him on his ass.
"Don't mess with me you stupid fuck!" Light shouted, his nerves still on edge. How dare he treating me like that. How dare he!
Haro had made a big mistake tonight. He had attacked Kira, the God of the new world! And he would pay for it. Oh, he would pay for it dearly!
Light turned to walk away, in the direction of Ueno station. When he reached the station, he would get that piece of paper from his watch and then Haro would be finished! The idiot even told him his full name! A smirk appeared on Light's lips. But not for long.
Two hands locked on his arms in a grip of steel. It was so sudden and so painful that Light let out an uncontrolled cry.
Haro, still sitting on the pavement, started laughing again.
"So smart and you forgot about Kazuo?"
"Let me go!" Light demanded and tried to kick the man who was holding him so tightly and who apparently was called Kazuo. Of course he had not forgotten about him, but until now, Kazuo had not seemed interested in the quarrel at all. He landed a kick that must have been painfull, but Kazuo just liftet him off the ground, depriving him of the footing needed for noteworthy resistance. This guy was freakishly strong!
Haro had picked himself up and was slowly closing in on him. His face was graced by a grin that Light would not hesitate to describe as "evil".
"Look at you, little genious boy," he taunted, "So smart, but nothing you can do against dear Kazuo." He brushed a thick, callous finger along Light's cheek. Light bit after it, but missed.
"You've got it all, don't you?" Haro asked, ignoring Light's struggle. "You look like a sissy, but all the girls wanna date you! You don't study and still get perfect test scores! You behave like a jerk, but everybody loves you! Your daddy is a big shot, so you'll never have to fear for a job. And you don't even realise you have everything handed to ya."
His fist lunged out and met Light's cheek. Light didn't bat an eye but it felt like all his teeth might fall out at once. And didn't he hear a faint crack of his upper jaw?
"It's too bad I don't have a knife with me. Would be interesting if the girls would still love you with a scar across your face!"
"Don't you think you're blowing this out of proportion?" Light asked, striving to appear dignified despite being held well 15 cm above the ground.
Haro reached out and grabbed his lower jaw, digging his unkempt nails deep into his smooth skin. He pushed his head up, exposing Light's neck. He breathed against it as to make sure Light felt it, too. Then he harshly forced the student to look him in the eyes, came very close, so uncomfortably close and said, terrifyingly calm:
"I may not be as smart as you, but I know one thing: you make everyone around you feel like dirt! So I'll make you feel like dirt for one!"
Author's note: The move Light uses to free himself is a move I learned in a self-defence class. Being a boy, he certainly didn't attend one, but Sayu practised with him for the self defence class their father made her take :p
The move is further described here: www. ussu .net/IMA/hair .htm
I used the French loan word word bonbon to specify what kind of sweet L was eating. For those of you who don't know the word, this is a bonbon: img .webme .com/pic/g/gudsjer/bonbon_1 .jpg
I will give the rape scene its own chapter, so people who don't want to read it can just skip it.