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Raising Hell	By : High_on_the_Rainbow Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > L/Light Views: 2514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hey, guys~! I just had a thought! My user name has a double meaning because reading and writing yaoi makes me happy and high as a kite AND being that rainbows are the symbol for gay pride, I can say yaoi is rainbows! Yay! …That was probably confusing. My personality is so scattered that I confuse myself sometimes… Going from happy yellow to somber blue. That's what I meant it to be at first and then had one of those almost-but-not-quite asleep moments and realized this.
Anyway, I have another thought: HOLY SHIT WE ARE AT CHAPTER TEN in like, just over a month! I am so awesome!'
WARNINGS: Amane Misa. Need I say more? Also, Mello-bitching (as if that wasn't already there) and sexual thoughts (again, already been there).
With all I'm giving you in this celebratory chapter, you guys are spoiled. MORE L/LIGHT FOCUS NEXT CHAPTER! I needed to lay down the ground work for next chapter, which has next to NO Near and Mello since it will be Misa being stupid, L being pissed off, and Light being the prick that he is. It is ALL ABOUT L and Light's counseling NEXT CHAPTER! If I didn't break it up like this the chapter would be over 13000 words, and that's just too damn long.
Raising Hell – Chapter Ten (OMG still in shock!)
I finally get a text back from Mello… thirty minutes later. I wonder… what he could have been up to? It was probably just a nosy neighbor again… He's always complaining about them coming to his door and asking about the noises...
hey, matt. sorry, it was just the bitch next door wondering about some shit she heard. i swear she comes like every other day, man! why the hell can't these fuckers leave me alone, huh?! i hate them all! n now this shit with misa 2? really? fml
I text back quickly. Mello's pretty impatient and the last thing I need is his wrath upon me. …Even if he's kinda hot when he's mad. But now I need to focus on getting him calm, asking about Near, and staying in his general favor, not how hot he looks when mad and what he would look like… with his flustered face… Yeah, Matt, now's a good time to stop.
yeah, that must suck 4 u dude. so what happened w/ her? why'd she od? n why heroin of all things? that's some pretty hard shit dude…
like hell. as if I would kno shit about it n hell if i give a fuck. she probably had some shit happen w/ her crap-ass douche bag of a bf. u kno, ryuuga hideki? that pop star pretty boy who makes movies n he's all over daytime tv n stuff? yeah, he used to b her bf, but i knew he was never serious about her. no one ever is. even i don't take her seriously, n i'm her damn cousin. i never bothered 2 say shit 2 her since she's a dumbass n wouldn't listen 2 me anyway
I can't help being a little surprised. I knew Misa was famous and all, but I never thought they would get together… They just seemed to have nothing in common—well, as long as you don't count shallow materialism. I guess compatibility doesn't matter in the entertainment world; it's all about publicity, remaining relevant and not fading into obscurity, so I guess their hook-up makes sense, in a way. …I never liked the guy or Misa for that matter, and I was never into tabloids, but being friends with someone who has a famous family, I guess I should start… Yeah right. Mello can just tell me everything. Even he doesn't like being a part of all the drama his cousin causes.
yeah i know of him. i don't really like him tho, not that i like misa much either. knowing misa n her parents, they probably sent her there so u could check on her, right? they never did want much 2 do w/ her since she didn't want to become the heiress 2 the firm the amane's own… don't they own a cosmetics firm n develop formulas n stuff? …i guess they think she's some kinda slut now. tho it's not like they r totally wrong about that…
i kno, right? u kno more about their company than i do. i didn't even kno that. anyway, she's being dumped on me n shit. so now i got misa-sitting. fucking fantastic. i gotta baby-sit a bratty, materialistic, shallow n stuck-up little bitch w/ a heroin addiction n listen 2 her whine about the man she no longer has since he dumped her 4 some dyke named takada kiyomi. fun. i'm 8 yrs younger than this bitch, so i shouldn't have 2 deal w/ this shit! i'm still in fuckin high school! i'm only 15! i mean she's fuckin 23 matt! u shouldn't need 2 send a 15 yr old high school kid 2 do this shit! she's supposed 2 b the fuckin adult, not me
i'm totally with u there, man. that's just pathetic on misa's part, n her parents aren't even gonna do anything? they're gonna dump it on a 15 yr old? they're just as bad as misa. also, isn't takada kiyomi that news girl w/ the short black hair? i'm kinda surprised by such a down grade. if he wanted publicity, he'd b better off w/ misa. she's so damn stupid n crazy that she's always in the media. i don't kno why she's so popular… i kno i wouldn't want 2 date anyone that crazy n she's seriously 23 man? that's just all kinds of sad. it's ridiculous on so many levels
yeah, i kno, matt. so what else is up w/ u? i can't deal with misa's BS right now…
Well, do I tell him about this new game or do I continue to go with my plan at the risk of him hating me even more…? …I decide to breach the subject I've been avoiding until this point. No doubt he'll remember he's supposed to raging and furious with me for trying to help with his… situation instead of Misa and her… issues. Misa being who she is an issue all its own. Oh well. I guess I gotta deal with some Mello-shunning.
this whole thing just seems 2 really suck 4 u, man. so… i kno u won't wanna hear it right now, but is stuff with near… better at all? i tried 2 talk 2 him n make him stop…
DON'T TALK 2 ME ABOUT THAT FUCKER! HIM AND HIS FUCKING MOUTH RAPE! I FUCKIN HATE HIM! AND UR 2 BLAME, 2! U SON OF A BITCH! U HELPED HIM W/ THIS SHIT! WE R SO NOT FRIENDS RIGHT NOW! …Just like I thought. I really don't want him to be mad at me… I try to soothe him.
i'm sure it'll get better man. just don't freak out. i kno u aren't happy. but i get it, so i'll give u some space until ur calm again. i'm still ur friend, mels.
As I thought, I get no reply. Maybe he broke his phone—it wouldn't be the first time. I knew I would be shunned and ignored by Mello, but at some point he would have to come back and make things up with me. It took almost two weeks, but he did come back, and boy did he have some things to say. I can't say I wasn't totally surprised, but I wasn't exactly prepared either.

000 (Fast-forward Two Weeks) 000
My aunt called me two damn weeks ago and gave the fucking bad news that would officially be the icing on the shitty, crap-ass cake that was my life. Near is starting to do more than just the occasional molesting of my mouth, Matt betrayed me and I'm still not talking to that back-stabbing son of a bitch, I'm out of chocolate, and now fucking Misa's in the hospital for a heroin overdose. As if I don't have enough shit to deal with already! And she's being committed to TIA today, so I have to see her after group for the first time. This is why I got a fucking apartment and moved away from them! I don't want anything to do with them!
Lately I've been taking it out on okaa-san, and I know she doesn't deserve it, but at least she listens! Near has been such a fucking bastard, and no matter what I do he won't stay the hell away from me! I've tried everything! Everything!
'Okaa-san, why does all this shit happen to me? How am I supposed to deal with Near, Misa and Matt? Things are… they're just… I can't do it, okaa-san. I so fucking weak, and I can't fucking deal with this shit! I can't even talk to Matt now! I can't trust him!' I mentally scream, frustrated and wanting to abuse another wall, but unable to since I'm in fucking class.
"…I understand, Mello dear, but you will pull through. The storm in just beginning. You need to be prepared. Things will be getting more chaotic from here, and it would do you well to regain Matt as an ally," okaa-san explains. I can't help but think this shit sounds like the same thing from the whole shit with Near—vague and useless. I hope that I can go against this, or at least prevent the shit from fucking happening. I'm just so fucking tired of it all…
'What the fuck do you mean, okaa-san? I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do with information like that. Don't get me wrong—I trust you and shit—but how would I get Matt back on my fucking side? He's fucking ignoring me!' I argue.
"Did you check the text messages from two weeks ago, Mello dear? He said that he would give you some space and wait until you calmed down. …He's been waiting for you to get back into contact with him," okaa-san says. I check through them, and sure enough, she's fucking right. Damn it! I text him immediately.
matt… it's mello. near is… he's… i need u.
Matt texts back almost immediately. I have never, and I mean NEVER, been happier to hear from this fucking fool.
i knew i just had to wait. so what's wrong, mels?
all kinds of shit, matt! near's doing more than just mouth rape 2 me matt! he's …touching me now. n misa's being admitted to TIA today, so i gotta visit the bitch after group! n i'm outta chocolate 2! things r horrible! fml
damn, that sucks. i didn't think u would try 2 get back 2 me until things got 2 bad 2 handle, but i didn't expect things 2 get this bad. …i'll bring u chocolate during group. as 4 near… idk what 2 do, mels. i kno u don't like 2 hear it, but maybe he is for real… just give the dude a chance, mels. if he's bad, i'll talk 2 him 4 u or kick his ass. i'm still ur friend, mels.
…fine matt. i'll try this with him. it's not like blackmail or threats did shit 2 him anyways. but this doesn't mean i like it either! n u better bring my favorite, matt cuz u owe me!
i'm glad u'll give him an earnest shot. n u kno i always bring the good stuff, mels. have i ever let u down when it comes 2 chocolate?

I walk towards Mello's normal spot in the cafeteria and find myself wanting to shake off Kimiko and Yoko a lot more than usual today. Of course, Kimiko is still rambling on about mindless nonsense, but after a while I hear something of relevance that I might be able to use to my advantage in escaping these two.
"So, you know, like, that really famous Gothic Lolita model? You know, Amane Misa? I'm sure you know about her, Yoko. You know of her, right, Ryuuzaki-senpai? Well, if you don't, all you need to know is that she's this famous blonde model who poses for Gothic Lolita fashion magazines."
'Mello's cousin? I remember her… she went into modeling after she refused to marry our cousin Beyond and head up the Amane cosmetics company. Her parents didn't approve of her being one of their models, since she should be the CEO, and disowned her in a way. What happened with her now?'
"Well, you've heard of Misa-Misa's boyfriend, Ryuuga Hideki, right Yoko? There's no way someone wouldn't know who he is since he's in so many movies and on lots of TV shows. Well, people were saying that he was having a fling with Takada Kiyomi, that news channel chick, behind Misa's back and it was true! Can you believe it?! And then Misa went and overdosed on heroin! She, like, almost died! And now she's being committed to TIA. I always knew she was a nut case, hanging all over our Ryuuga like that! Oh, but he's nothing compared to you, Ryuuzaki-senpai!" Kimiko quickly amends, batting her eyes, hoping to make me jealous or perhaps flatter me. I would never spare such feelings on someone like her.
Yoko then looks up at me shyly, bright green eyes honest and earnest, blonde hair falling gently across her lightly tanned face, and I find myself becoming somewhat fond of her. I really hope that she does find someone to treat her well, along with a better friend than Kimiko. She's too honest and open to be with shallow brutes like Kimiko who use and abuse her. She's the type of person who would fit well into my future vision for the world. "U-um… Ryuuzaki-senpai, a-are you okay? …Y-you seem to be distracted…"
I look to her and then to Kimiko, who looks pretty upset and angry. Her hair is down today and her stormy blue eyes only make her irritation easier to spot. I really don't want to be in her company, and besides, I need to check up on Mello. I could use the guise that he is Misa's cousin, which is true, but… I can't be outright. It would only cause me more problems.
"…It merely reminded me of Mello's cousin. They went through a similar thing," I say, planning to say that I should check up on him, since 'it hit him pretty hard'. Before I can do so, Kimiko interjects.
"Anyone related to that freak would deserve it! Who cares about that loser, anyway? You're so above him, Ryuuzaki-senpai!"
This irritates me further; I can't stand people who judge others with no prior knowledge of a situation. "Takiyama-san," I say, being as formal and distanced as possible, knowing that it is the only way to make her take me seriously. "You shouldn't judge others without knowing them personally first. One could do the same for you, thinking that you sleep around or are a promiscuous person when it could be that you merely have a flirtatious personality. I would not judge you, and I do not judge him. I am going to see how he is handling things." I don't bother telling her that I know she whores around, since that was not necessary to prove my point. It would have been wasted breath on her anyway, since she would avidly deny the accusation. With that, I turn to leave, but I hear Kimiko yell back at me.
"Why are you defending him so much, Ryuuzaki-senpai?! What is he to you?! I… I've tried to get your attention for months! I… I want you to notice me! But it's always about Mello! Do you… do you love him?! Is that why you ignore me?! What the hell is so special about him?!"
I turn to face her, allowing some of my irritation to show on my face. She has angry, frustrated tears streaming down her face, her hair is wild and her pale face is lightly flushed from yelling so loudly. I am unfazed by this, and my only registered thought is of how much more I like Mello's flushed face and how cute he is when angry.
"…No, Takiyama-san, I do not love him," I reply. I see her face relax a bit, before she looks at me determinedly, daring to ask her next question. I may as well sort out this nonsense with her as soon as possible—then I won't have to deal with it in the future.
"S-so, you're still single, then? …But… if he's not a lover, than what is he to you? Why care so much for that low-life loser? He's a worthless freak!"
"…I will not go out with you, Takiyama-san," I respond icily.
"B-but why? Why don't you give anyone a chance with you?!" she screams desperately. …Really, must she make such a scene? Her dramatic behavior is one reason.
"…You have insulted Mello," I say simply.
"WHY THE HELL IS THAT FREAK SO DAMN IMPORTANT?! HE HATES YOU! EVERYONE CAN SEE THAT! ALL HE EVER DOES IS FIGHT WITH YOU AND TRY TO HURT YOU! SO, WHY WASTE YOUR TIME ON HIM WHEN YOU COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER?!"
I certainly hope she doesn't think that she is this alleged 'better option'. Not only am I homosexual, but she's the school whore. Everyone's slept with her at some point, and not only do I not want tainted, dirty seconds and possibly even thirds or fourths, but I don't want diseases. I love being the first to have Mello in this way. I simply don't desire anything else.
"…I do not expect you to understand our relationship or our history together. …I have known him for many years—seven to be exact—and I suppose you could say he is a… friend to me. As for why I won't date you… I don't care for your behavior in general. You are jealous and possessive of someone that you don't have and I find that, along with you as a person, to be rather annoying. I have tried to be civil up until this point, but you are now testing my patience, Takiyama-san. Now, I am going to talk to Mello. If you'll excuse me, Takiyama-san, Yoko-san," I say, turning to leave.
I quickly walk to Mello's table, seeing that he is now seated and texting someone, most likely Matt. I take his phone form him and give him a meaningful look. He glares for a moment before conceding. He seems to have learned his place, and I'll have to ask Matt if he has agreed to consent to this. We walk to an empty classroom, and I immediately shove him against the wall, kissing him heatedly. I soon break the kiss, looking him in the eye as I speak.
"…Has anyone given you trouble today?" I ask. I did promise him that I would handle matters in school. He looks away a moment, glaring lightly before answering.
"…No, okay? Now what the fuck do you want, Near? I know you don't actually give a damn about me so do whatever the fuck you came here to do and leave, like you always do," he says. I can't help noticing that there is substantially less venom in his tone today. I am almost positive that Matt got him to give me a legitimate chance. I hope so, as that would work strongly and favorably for my plans. Regardless, I answer him in the same way I always do.
"…You know what I want, Mello. …You want it, too. You know as well as I do that you like what I do to you, especially when I make you bleed. Is that not why you follow me easily now?" I ask lowly, moving my lips across his neck and slowly dragging my fingers across his chest. I can't wait to present Mello with his new gift. Over the past two weeks, I've grown comfortable with the feelings I have around Mello, especially when we are together like this.
"No, that's not it at all and you fucking know it, Near! The last time I tried to fucking run from your sadistic ass you chased after me for twenty fucking minutes and got us both a fucking detention! I can't fucking get away from you! What about your fucking precious reputation, Near? I thought that meant so fucking much to—Haah!"
I deliver a bite to the juncture of his neck and collar bone as punishment, not licking over it to soothe it until I speak my next words. "…You should know better than to speak to me that way, Mello. I have kept up my end of things. I kept my word." As I move my tongue across his skin, he shivers involuntarily.
"…J-just get it over with, Near. Get what you came for and leave me the fuck alone," he mumbles, clearly aggravated, but conceding defeat. I like when Mello submits, but the victory is made so much sweeter when he fights.
"…No. …I'm going to make you feel good today. …I'm feeling generous. Also, I think you'll like the present I got for you," I say. Before he can ask what I mean, I get to work devouring his lips. This time he willingly opens his mouth to accept me, and that confirms my suspicions; Matt convinced him that he should stop fighting me. I'll have to thank him later in group.
I move one hand to Mello's hair and my other hand to my back pocket, taking out a strip of fabric I brought, just in case Mello decided to be a little too feisty; knowing him, he won't take too kindly to my next course of action. It turns out that I was just in time, since he is trying to touch me and is reaching for me once again. I quickly grab his wrists and twist them behind his back, earning a pained groan from him, and I move quickly to tie the restraints. His eyes widen and panic floods him as he finds out what I've done, but before he can say anything, I move to catch his soft lips once more, nibbling on the lower lip before biting down and drawing blood. I cover my tongue in the crimson liquid before forcing Mello to taste it himself.
"Mmmn," he moans into me, probably wanting to say something, but I won't let him. Forcing him up against the wall and trapping him with my body, I make sure to distract him by sucking his neck and violently pulling his hair, occasionally biting down harshly and drawing blood, using my free hand to unbuckle Beyond's collar. Today is the day I truly make Mello my own.
Once I have the collar undone, I make sure to claim his lips, using my knee to spread his legs and grind against him, earning a loud, pleased moan. Through his pants and gasps, he tries to ask me a question.
"Ughn… Hnn… Haah… Near, what are you… doing…? Nnnn!"
"…Just wait. You will find out soon enough," I say simply.
"Wh-what do you… Haaan… m-mean by… th-that? Ahh!"
"…Be silent," I command, pressing my lips to his to enforce my order. I can't have him speaking or looking at me while I do this. No doubt he'll only make it more difficult.
I take out a shiny, new, black leather collar with a two-inch, circular, sliver dog tag reading 'Near' in gothic font. It took two weeks to custom order, and I did so just for Mello. I make sure to quickly put it around his creamy neck, buckling it, and just to make sure he can't take it off, I place a small lock around the metal clasp, a lock only I have the key for. I had to go through a lot of trouble to get this made properly, giving it a flexible metal core so that he can't cut it either. I hope he comes to appreciate it. Mello-proofing isn't easy.
After I finish placing the collar on him, I move my left hand lower, resting it atop his waistband, hooking my fingers in the belt loops. I can feel his need pressing into me; no matter how much he denies it, he loves it when I'm forceful with him. I bring my right hand around to the back of his neck, my nails digging into his tender flesh and drawing small trickles of blood, pressing my now-swollen lips to his bloodied ones with punishing force, before drawing back to watch him. I want to see his reaction to what I'm going to do next.
I move to take off his belt, and Mello struggles to form words, his lust-hazed blue eyes becoming focused for a moment. "N-Near… W-what are you-?"
"…I said I would make you feel good, Mello. I think we both know where this will go."
I am now unbuttoning his leather pants, kneading him through his black silk boxers before I move my hand to grasp him. He gasps loudly before moaning with need. "Nnngh… N-Near…no, don't…" He begins struggle uselessly against his restraints and trying to move away from me. I hold him in place, pinning his shoulder back with one hand and my legs trapping his body.
"…You want this, Mello. I will not be denied simply because you are stubborn. You know as well as I that you like this." I slowly move my fingers up his length, earning a long, loud, pleasure-filled moan from him. There is no denying that his body wants this. I watch his face throughout the ordeal, relishing in every change his face goes through, how is flush darkens, how his soft hair sticks to his face and neck, how his body heats up, how his eyes become glazed over with lust and need… every enticing and arousing sound that falls from those soft, tempting, silken lips of his… The blood smearing them so beautifully… his blood…
"Haaa… Nnngh… I… Near… P-please… S-sto-"
"…You don't want me to stop, Mello."
"Ahh! N-Near… don't… I-I can't-"
"…Let go, Mello. Give in to me," I command, still watching his face; his expression is full of resistance, as if afraid of what will happen should he give in to the pleasure, pleasure that the one he hated—and likely still harbors some hatred for, especially after he finds what I did to him—is giving to him. I can tell that he is near his end; his length is weeping warm tears and his legs are weak, yet he still fights me. He's trying so hard, even though his body involuntarily moves into my hand, trying to match my rhythm, to make me move faster. However… I can't help getting some pleasure knowing that I brought him to this. I am the first one, the only one, to witness this sight. The thought brings me a euphoria I can't even begin to describe. I use his essence as a lubricant and quicken my pace—he cannot escape me, and given the withering puddle of desire and need that he is now, he won't be able to delay his orgasm much longer.
"N-Near… P-please… Don't… I… I-I'm gonna-"
"…I know you are close, Mello. …If you want this to end… just give in to me."
"N-Near I-I'm… s-so close… I-I can't… I-"
"…Stop holding back, Mello."
"N-no… I-I can't… Near, I… I-I… Nnngh… I-I'm-"
"…Come for me, Mello. …I want to see your face. I want to hear my name from your lips."
"Hnnn… A-aah! I-I… N-Near!" I feel a sticky warmth wash over my hand as he climaxes, and seeing his face in an expression of pure ecstasy sends a rush through me that I had never felt before now. I love that only I bring him this, that he is untainted—that he is mine.
I feel his body shudder violently and he throws his head back, arching his back as he rides out his orgasm, his hair sticking lightly to his face, breathing heavily. I decide to let him ride this out, to come to terms with what just happened—what I just brought to him. My plans are working better than I could have anticipated. Before I go, I grab the new collar and jerk him closer to me, claiming his lips with a final, searing passion before speaking to him.
"…You should clean up soon, Mello. Lunch will be over in ten minutes. …Also, I hope you like the gift I got you. It's custom made." With those parting words I leave, purposely leaving Beyond's collar in plain view on the floor for when Mello regains his senses. Sure enough, I can almost sense his movements as I walk down the hall, visualize him seeing Beyond's collar, touching my own around his mark-laden neck, his face contorting into expressions of confusion, shock, and finally anger as I hear his scream. "NEAR, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

"Hideki, you son of a bitch! How could you leave Misa like this?! Misa-Misa loved you! …What do you mean, Misa has a problem?! Nothing is wrong with Misa! …Well, you can't leave Misa because Misa's leaving you first! …Misa doesn't care if you're with that tramp, Takada! Go to hell, Hideki! …I guess you like lying sluts, then! You'll never find someone better than Misa, Hideki! NEVER! And when you come crawling back, Misa won't take you back! …Misa will make sure you regret this! …Fuck you, Hideki! …Yeah, whatever. Good ridi… redi… Hey! Misa isn't stupid! You just use too many big words! …Misa is not annoying! Misa is cute! People love Misa-Misa! Misa has fans! No one loves that Takada bitch! …Well Misa's too good for you, Hideki! Misa can do so much better than you anyway! …Oh yeah? Well when Misa-Misa marries Kira, Misa will tell him to kill YOU! …Bye to you, too! Forever!"
OMG, Hideki makes Misa sooo angry! Misa HATES him! How could he do this to Misa?! Misa does NOT have a problem! It's everyone else who's messed up! Now Misa's gotta go to some crazy house?! Misa's not crazy! Well, now Misa's gotta see this idiot who's gonna tell Misa what's wrong with her, but there's nothing wrong with Misa! Misa's FINE! Who's that weirdo with the bad posture?
Oh, well. Misa will show Hideki who's stupid! Misa'll find a guy a million times better than him! And then he'll come back to Misa, begging for Misa to forgive him. And Misa will tear his heart out and squash it, just like he did Misa's!
Misa wonders… who can make Hideki jealous? It's not like Misa's perfect prince Kira is in a place like this… Oh well. Someone from here will have to do. Turns out they won't release Misa for a while.

I turn to head down to Light-kun's room once I hear the high-pitch screaming of what I thought was a dying cat. Who would have thought that was a girl? I wonder what she's in for—she seems like a total wreck. There is a 38% chance she is suicidal, a 24% chance she is homicidal or violent, a 30% she is suffering from a drug-related addiction or problem, and the final 8% is the chance that she has a personality disorder. Regardless, I am going to visit Light-kun, as we have developed a type of… routine since our encounter two weeks prior.
Often, Light-kun and I will alternate where this takes place; usually it is my room one day and Light-kun's the next, though we never go to his room after evening group. I am sure he has a reason, perhaps pertaining to him being Kira, but he cannot kill me, so I am unconcerned. I don't care if he continues as Kira, and in fact I wish to utilize his powers in the future to further the goals of otouto and myself.
We have not moved beyond kissing yet, but I feel that Light-kun is getting upset with his many 'losses', and may try to change the battlefield or use different, more extreme tactics to gain the advantage... or perhaps it is merely to try and even the playing field, as he thinks I will be just as inexperienced as he is. Little does Light-kun know I merely do my research. Once I enter his room, Light-kun tries to catch me off guard and gain the upper hand that way. How naïve of Light-kun. I quickly regain my footing and composure, grasping Light-kun's shoulders, digging in my nails and trying to get him to open his mouth for me. Interestingly, he resists, and merely tightens his grip on me. Seeing that I clearly have to go about this a new way, I move to brush my knee against him, the unexpected stimulation causing him to gasp and finally granting me access to him warm mouth. I swiftly move to taste him—it is a taste I've come to crave.
"Mmmm…" he moans into me, and I love the vibrations it sends down my spine. I move to his neck, hasty in my movements, wanting to trigger that one spot on his neck that makes him crazy with lust for me, the spot that instantly wins me the battle—his pulse. He really has been making an effort to keep me from it, but he knows that once I get to sucking in that especially sensitive area he'll lose control and be at my mercy. All last week Light-kun constantly complained about the mark I gave him and now I only make marks that take less than a few days to heal and can easily be covered; I've also been courteous enough to not break skin, but today I am annoyed and make the mark a little bigger than I intended.
"Haaah! R-Ryuuzaki…! Nnn…" He moves to grasp my black tresses, tilting his head and giving me more access, a silent way of conceding defeat. At this point, my mouth leaves him, aroused and frustrated. He looks at me in frustration, not doubt about to ask me something he already knows the answer to… how childish. I expected more from you, Light-kun.
"What's wrong with you Ryuuzaki? You seem sort of… moody," Light-kun states, curiosity seeping into his tone. I look at him blankly before responding.
"…It would appear we have a new addition to the ward, Light-kun. …However, it is no one note-worthy. Light-kun should be aware that lunch is being served soon. …He should handle his erection and get ready to head to the recreation room." With those words I turn to leave but before I go, I look over my shoulder to see a very embarrassed and red-raced Light-kun. …I must admit, he looks rather… cute. I can't help teasing him a bit.
"…Does Light-kun still insist on claiming heterosexuality? Our many encounters have provided much evidence to the contrary, Light-kun."
"Sh-shut up Ryuuzaki! I am not gay!" I barely manage to dodge a slipper to the face. How rude, Light-kun.
"…For someone so intelligent, Light-kun is very insistent on ignoring the facts," I observe. I quickly leave after Light-kun throws another random projectile at my face. I do not think it wise to become a target for Light-kun's wrath, regardless of how cute it may be. I wonder what cake will be served today… Angel food cake? I hope so.

I don't care what Ryuuzaki says—I. Am. Not. GAY! I am simply determined to not lose these fights with him. Even if they are tongue battles. I won't lose in any challenge he throws at me; I don't care what it is!
I get ready to go and cover this new mark courtesy of fucking Ryuuzaki and deal with my problem—again, no thanks to Ryuuzaki—changing into a clean turtleneck sweater. (Never in my life was I more grateful for Aizawa and the other task force members caring for me after my family's death. Before what happened two weeks ago, I almost threw the damn thing out; it's so ugly.) Suddenly, I feel the air get darker and colder around me, a tell-tale sign of their angry presence. I can almost feel their gazes on my back. After I am finished, I turn to face them: Sayu and tou-san. They look absolutely livid.
"…Nii-san, what the hell are you doing? I thought we told you to stay away from Ryuuzaki-teme," Sayu states coldly, her voice terrifyingly calm, her face betraying nothing.
"…B-but Sayu… Please, hear me out… It's a plan I hav-"
"A plan to be FUCKING FAGGOT you worthless sack of shit?! You're a sorry excuse for a son! I don't even know you anymore, you disgusting abomination! Nothing is worth my own flesh and blood getting physical with a man! And your enemy of all people?! I thought I raised you better, Light!" Tou-san shouts, red in the face and shaking from rage. I can already feel the desperation coming back. I can't choose between them… When did Ryuuzaki become so… important?
"It's either him or us Light-niisan! Are you even worth calling a brother anymore?! I don't even know you, Light! You lied every single time you said you loved us, and now you'd betray us twice?! First by lying and then by fucking a man?! Or should I say getting fucked? You can't even be the seme! Not only are you a fucking faggot, but you're the bitch in the relationship, too?! How DARE you disgrace otou-san and okaa-san like this!"
I can feel the sting of tears in my eyes as I try to reason with them. "But, I'm doing it to find out his name! I can't kill him without it! This is the only way to get him to slip up-"
"The only one slipping up is you, Light! Tou-san and I are LEAVING! That was the deal, Light! You clearly don't want us or care about us, so we are gone, Light! Consider yourself disowned. …You were never my brother! My own brother wouldn't kill me and then have the NERVE to not avenge my death! My brother wasn't a FAGGOT! My brother wouldn't disgrace his family this way! My brother wouldn't abuse otou-san's gift like this. And even if my brother somehow WAS all of these things, my brother wouldn't be the BITCH! He wouldn't be another man's UKE."
I fall to my hands and knees, begging and crying, but I know that this is the end. The only thing comforting me is okaa-san, saying that she still loves me; that she'll stay and won't ever leave me. I think she's the only thing keeping me together now… I can't even consider begging for them back until I prove myself to them… by killing Ryuuzaki. I have okaa-san supporting and comforting me. I will do it. I will kill him once he is no longer useful to me. And for now, I can play these little games, secure in the knowledge that once I kill him, tou-san and Sayu will come back. I can't have lost them forever. …I can't.
End Chapter Ten
6500 words.
…Damn. Well, we all know that Light is incredibly detached from reality. It'll all come crashing down later. MUCH MORE L/LIGHT GOODNESS NEXT CHAPTER! Sorry, Seishirou Hitsugaya, but know that things are only focused on Near/Mello for this chapter, and I needed to have some big mark for chapter ten.
There is little to no Near/Mello next chapter. Believe it or not, both L/Light and Near/Mello took up EXACTLY HALF of this chapter. It just felt like more because of the lime. L/Light lime in a chapter or two. Be patient!
Also, in a future chapter, there will be an inappropriate day dream of L misusing cake (I am a firm believer in the idea that Death Note is the anime of food fetishes—L and sugar, Mello and chocolate, Ryuk and apples… Near just likes dice. Not a fetish, just a hobby). If this bothers you, you have been warned. I always wanted to write this dream. I think people will find it cute, funny and hot all at the same time. I know I do.
I was in such a good mood that I couldn't get the angst as… angsty as I wanted, so settle for unintentional fluff. Sorry. Also, the amazing director Miyazaki is RETIRING! I was mourning his loss. I love his movies! :'(
R&R if you like.
Ja ne,
Rainbow-chan :3 (I still put it here even though that news made me sad)
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