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Internal Bleeding	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1713 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 4 of "Smutty Shorts"

Title: "Internal Bleeding"

Author: Sashocirrione

Spoilers: MAJOR Spoilers for everything up to nearly the end of the series. Spoilers for many characters' real names.

Warnings: NO UNDERAGE READERS. Sexual activities. Extremely gross. Violence, death and combined rape and animal abuse. Torture.

Summary: You can't control people to act against other people with the death note. But Light discovered that this restriction doesn't apply to animals and so he plans appalling deaths for Mello, Matt and Near. This is something of a character study comparing Light early in the Kira plan to Light late in the Kira plan.

Pairing(s): Various implied pairings including MelloxMatt, plus I suppose you could technically say DogxMello

Additional Notes: All canon events previous to the beginning of this fic have happened as normal, with the exception of Light discovering the death note's ability to influence animal behavior (an idea which doesn't directly contradict any canon death note rules, as nothing is said one way or another on the topic).

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, and I do not make any money from these writings.

During the years after L's death, when Light stepped into the role of L and became L for all practical purposes, he indulged himself in experiments more than he ever had before. The feeling of power it gave him, the intense rush of truly controlling the world as a god should, resembled nothing else he'd previously experienced in his life.

In some part of the back of his mind, Light was aware that his former self, the early Kira, would never have approved of the lengths to which he was now going. But that part of his awareness was dim and easily pushed aside with justifications. Experimenting with the death note was a necessity, after all. Understanding every quirk of its uses and abilities might prove needed at a future point, and perhaps when that point arrived there would be no time for lengthy experiments. Planning ahead was an absolute requirement for being Kira. Anything else was stupid.

And so, along with Kira's usual heart attack deaths for criminals, Light always scheduled a few experimental deaths, designed to not appear to be connected to Kira, or at least to produce confusion as to whether Kira was responsible or not. One of the most important break-throughs was when he wrote:

Hachiuma Kurosawa, decapitation. Goes to a zoo and enters the gorilla enclosure. Has head pulled off by a gorilla.

It was the first time he'd tried a controlled death where an animal was controlled to do the killing, and it worked exactly as he'd written it. All the variations he tried later worked just as perfectly as the first experiment. Humans couldn't be controlled to kill others, but animals could.

After that, Light made sure that there were always a few criminals who were given their punishments by animals. Some were trampled to death by horses or had snakes crawl into their throats and suffocate them, or had their eyes pecked out by birds and then fell off of cliffs. The animal-induced deaths became more creative with time, and yet there were always few enough of them that it wasn't certain whether Kira was causing them or not.

Light sometimes reserved these deaths for particularly unrepentant and brutal criminals, but other times he inflicted them on minor criminals just to confuse the trail. That was to avoid one of the things that had led L to him early on. Light knew his initial reluctance to kill haphazardly had ended up creating patterns that could be evaluated for clues. Leaving patterns was for novices. Light was fully experienced now after years of practice, and he'd discarded all his early qualms and limitations.

When Mello and Near came to chase him, Light was contemptuous. They weren't L. Light knew that no challenge would ever be up to the superior chase L had offered and the superior victory L had at last unwillingly given.

There was a part of Light that sneered at the pitiful new chase Mello and Near offered, and there was a part of Light that burned with anger at the thought of anyone challenging him so deeply during the strength of his established reign as Kira, but there was also a part of Light that was bored and almost welcomed the chance to prove his dominance yet again.

Juggling two opponents at once added a little flavor to the proceedings, and the fact that those two opponents were refusing to collaborate allowed Light some more wiggle room to implement various plans. His anger and determination burned even hotter when he made a few slips and realized he was a little out of practice, a little rusty, to ever allow one of the death notes to escape from his grasp. He wanted to make them pay.

When sending the task force to launch an assault on Mello's hideout, he almost overlooked something important. Light knew his dad was very squeamish about killing, about the very idea of killing. If Mello somehow escaped, and if Soichiro couldn't be convinced to give up Mello's name... well, it was too great a risk for a god who planned for every possibility. Before the raid, Light arranged that each task force member would have a helmet with a running video camera attached.

That way Misa's eyes could be used to finish the job. And it did prove useful when Soichiro failed, utterly failed. He'd said the name, Mihael Keehl, and he'd even written half of it in the death note, but he refused to complete it, and Light had never seen Mello's face so it wouldn't work for him... yet. He only needed to see the face.

Light cherished the video footage when he watched it, his heart jumping in his chest. He studied Mello's face while his brain raced ahead to sort through many scenarios, weighing each, tasting each, anticipating. Just as Raye Penber could be used to get the names of all his co-workers, Mello would be controlled into actions that would certainly yield up every associate he had, bearing their faces in front of hidden cameras and then Misa would do the rest.

And... after that... the most painful and humiliating deaths that a creative genius mind could think of. Deaths that would show the wrath of a god, that would be literal hell on earth. Because gods sent people to hell to pay for their sins, didn't they?

Yes, they certainly did.

Light was delighted later that night when he showed Mello's face to Misa and she confirmed that Mello was indeed still alive. It was better this way, to not be deprived of a plaything, to not discard a tool that could be used as a secret poison for others.

Mello's cause of death was written down as "internal bleeding" and then the details followed, a complex series of actions over the course of nearly 23 days that should not be suspicious to anyone observing him. One by one, through Mello's actions, Light got access to more names and faces. There was Mail Jeevas, Mello's minion and possible friend. And then, just when Light was beginning to think "Matt" was the only one, Mello went on a visit to Near's headquarters and Light learned that the two weren't quite as antagonistic as they had seemed.

Once knowing Near's headquarters, it was a simple matter to send expert spies and thieves who knew the utmost about placing hidden cameras and making them undetectable.

Nate River, once his name was obtained, secretly handed over information about his entire team. All of them would be wiped out shortly after Mello's death.

Mello's death was the first of them.

Light had arranged it to be at a time when he could be home alone, in a dark room by himself, watching on the glowing screen of a laptop. Mello was about to walk by a mostly-deserted street corner where there were web cams to record the deed from every angle.

Light's breathing was faster. His clothes seemed tight. He loosened his tie but it only helped a bit.

When his sharp gaze picked out the patch of blonde hair in the distance, his breath caught, though it was still too early to see if it was him.

And then, the two walkers in the distance gradually resolved into the forms Light knew to expect. One with fresh bandages covering part of his face, blond hair and a leather outfit, the other slouching deeply into the high collar of a fur-and-leather vest, obviously hoping that the collar and goggles together would provide some protection.

Both so completely ignorant of their fates, so unknowing... people controlled by the death note generally thought everything they did was due to their own ideas, only realizing they were controlled in the most extreme situations. Mello and Near probably both thought that the information they'd been leaking was not leaks to Kira but simply putting copies of needed records in additional caches for their own later use.

Light pulled his tie off, shed his jacket and began to unbutton his shirt. His heart rate had certainly sped up; his skin was heating. It felt good, like an edge-of-the-seat anticipation.

And then, the moment Light had carefully scripted happened. It was the beginning of it all. Mello sprawled over a crack in the sidewalk, twisting as he fell. There was a crunching sound of splintered bone and he was left screaming in pain, writhing on his belly on the ground, one ankle at a sickening angle.

Yes, Mello was crawling on his belly before his god, as he should be. His expression of contorted pain was perfect.

Matt laughed. Mail Jeevas had been controlled to laugh at anything violent he saw and not to interfere. It was the ultimate humiliation, to have a trusted companion laugh at you and refuse to help as you die.

Moments later, a dog jumped over a nearby hedge, just a big dog of indeterminate breed, with no leash or owner visible. It crawled on top of Mello's helpless form and ripped out the seat of his pants. One vicious thrust later it was violating Mello in the worst way possible.

Light watched the blood pool on the sidewalk, watched Mello struggle futilely and curse and scream for help. He watched Matt laughing and laughing as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world.

Almost subconsciously, Light was rubbing himself through the fabric of his trousers, and when he realized what he was doing he decided to go with it. This was his treat, his pleasure. Mello would only die once, after all.

Light almost couldn't get the button and zipper open fast enough. He grabbed his length as soon as it flopped free, touching with one hand at first, panting and moaning, oversensitive, while the other hand gathered a cool squirt of lotion. Properly supplied, he seriously went to work with both hands; his eyes glued to the screen, his cock twitching with every new scream.

Light brought himself to the edge and stayed there. Sheer force of will drove his excitement higher and higher by denying his release. Each slick movement was perfect and almost unbearable, better than anything Misa had ever done. He didn't want it to end until he'd wrenched every last bit of bliss out of the experience that he could.

And then, Mello said something that almost ruined Light's pleasure.

He looked up at Matt with tears in his eyes and through clenched teeth, sputtered out, "I forgive you, Matt. I know it's not you. Kira is controlling us."

Light's arousal hit a severe drop. He pumped furiously, trying to regain it, fixing his gaze on Matt's shocked face which continued to giggle, and then fixing it on the place where the dog and Mello were joined together with rough, blood-spattered movements.

The feelings returned, slowly at first, and then in a rush as Mello screamed yet again.

No, Mello couldn't ruin it with an apology. That wasn't going to happen.

Light finished exactly when the blond head flopped down in an obviously lifeless way.

The dog pulled free, its belly drenched in red, with fur matted and dripping. It wandered away, losing interest.

Light wiped away the lotion and sprawled in his chair, drinking in the afterglow of his orgasm as he also drank in the sight of Matt crying over and holding Mello's lifeless body.

Matt's own death would be in two hours, and it would be just as humiliating and gory. Light smiled to think of the fun he would have.

He checked the level of lotion, and decided he'd need to get a new bottle before that happened. Matt and Near together were going to have quite a death scene.

At that moment, Light regretted that he hadn't discovered the principle of controlled animal attacks in time to use it with L's death. It was a lingering ache, to not be able to do such a thing with L. Of course that death had needed to include a perfect alibi so it wouldn't have done any good to know anyway, but it was still irritating to think of the gloriously humiliating defeat for L that could now never happen.

What a waste.

A/N (Author's Note):

This is for a request on the Death Note kink meme (I filled it on the new meme at dn_kink2 since the old meme moved to there).

The request reads:

"Okay, I know this is disgusting, but I'd like to read it anyway.

Mello raped by a big dog. Like, literally, a large dog. Maybe it's Matt and Mello's dog. Maybe it's just random. If Matt is there, I'd like for him to find this hilarious, and not do anything to help."

I never thought I would be filling this prompt, ever. I was sure I wasn't interested. Let me tell you how it happened, then.

When I first saw the request, I thought, Wow, that's disgusting, and then I thought I'd forgotten about it.

But I saw it from time to time, especially when I was doing a bunch of work to help everybody move the kink meme from dn_kink to dn_kink2 and so I occasionally thought about it again. I wondered if it was actually a serious request. I knew it might be a joke request or a troll request, like some of the trolls who go around to a bunch of kink memes and request the most disturbing things they can think of, such as crossover underage pokemon rape with disemboweling.

And then, quite suddenly, the part of my brain that isn't quite sane and comes up with some of my weirder plot ideas said, Guess what? I've got a plot bunny for this.

And I was like, No, no, you can't make me write that.

But then I did write it (though the bestiality scene was really short and written with few details because I still didn't like the idea).
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