Warnings for this chapter: blood, pain, anal fissure
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. This is a non-profit fan work.
Break the Haughty - Chapter XIV
Light stumbled out of the elevator and collapsed on the floor instantly, long before he could reach the room. The pain was unbearable. He shook terribly, tears of shame, agony, and pure exhaustion running down his cheeks. He felt warm blood coming out of his anus and the pressing pain of his bowl movements was more than he could take. Ryuk cackled, looking down at him without pity.
"Your face looks really funny," he observed. "Your eyes are so red!"
Light didn't grace him with an answer. Groans of pain were all he could get out while his body kept trying to move the faeces out of the colon through his destroyed rectum. He simply couldn't contract his ruptured anus to hold it inside. He saw the door to L's room somewhere down the corridor. He tried to move himself towards it with his arms and hands, but the movement was slow and pathetic and nigh too painful to endure. His breath was ragged, his eyes wet, the towl he had wrapped around his waist blood-soaked. He disgusted himself, lying weak and crying on the floor. This was not how Kira was supposed to be! Kira was powerful and just. He would have punished Haro and Kazuo for their horrible depravity. He was ashamed of himself. So very ashamed.
Misa had a bounce in her step and a whistle on her lips when she left Ueno metro station for the hotel. She held a suitcase packed with Light's clothes and toileteries and she had even managed to get the original black shirt from Lanvin en bleu by pulling a few strings. Light's mum had been so very nice! She had made tea for her and Misa had told her all about the fake photo shoot. Sayu had cheekily asked if they would stay in the same hotel room and nodding with a blush she couldn't help but imagin how wonderful it would be if only their getaway were real. But as Kira, they were always in danger and they had to put safety first! If Light really had found a way to join the police on their Kira investigation, it would be immensely helpful! She told Mrs. Yagami all the things she wished she would be doing with Light on a romantic getaway and the lie became oddly real the longer she was talking about it. Light's mum had told her how glad she was Light was going out with her instead of a much younger highschool girl. When Misa left, she said they deserved the little trip to Kyoto and gave her an envelope with money to spend. Misa got teary-eyed when she thought of it. She missed having a family so much. Hopefully, she would one day be a part of Light's. She sighed happily at the thought of marriage and skipped the last steps to the hotel entrance.
Light didn't want her to come, but she would be safe without his protection. Nobody would recognise her as Misa-Misa. She wore a brown wig with a pony tail, a chambermaid uniform and dark brown contact lenses. She had also used elaborate make-up to make her face look plain and unremarkable. Nobody would look at her twice. It was a way to see her Light, even if it was only in disguise and they could not acknowledge each other. She crossed the lobby and took the elevator to the 5th floor. Light thought her a fool, but she would be damned if she couldn't catch a glimpse at room 563. She was aware he didn't want any connection to her because he still feared she could be caught as the second Kira. So if he asked her to come to his house and bring him clothes, no doubt something went wrong. But Misa would be there to fix it!
She looked at the room numbers as she passed them by, 554, 555, 556... so a shriek escaped her when she suddenly became aware of the person on the floor!
Light crawled at snails pace, centimetre for centimetre, towards room 563. He had a loose towl around the waist that was stained dark red. A trail of blood and excrement marked the way he had come from. Misa covered her mouth in shock, letting go of the suitcase. She hurried to his side.
"O-kyaku-sama!* Are you alright?!"
Light only groaned in reply. Had he recognised her?
"Let's bring you to your room, o-kyaku-sama. What number is your room?"
Misa picked up the bag that had slipped from Light's shoulder somewhere between the elevator and his current position and checked the content. There were just two mobile phones in there. She searched every pocket of the bag for anything she could use to identify the hotel guest, but apparently he didn't bring a code card. She looked around in panic. Were there any cameras here? She did not see any cameras, but she noticed the door of 563 was held ajar with a book!
"O-kyaku-sama!" She leaned down towards his face. "O-kyaku-sama, is 563 your room number?"
Light nodded faintly. Misa sighed in relief. She slung one of his arms around her shoulder and tried to pull him back on his feet, but there was no body tension to hold him up. Misa hugged him tightly to be able to carry his weight at all and staggered towards the hotel room 563.
to be continued...
* Mr valued guest