[Insert Witty Band Name Here] - Part 8
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I'd hate me if I were the one reading this and not writing. Sorry guys went through a dry spell but hopefully I’ll pick up the pace even though I’m back at school soon.
So here we are with my Death Note AU - [Insert Witty Band Name Here]
Since it's been so long, here a quick recap:
Light and Sayu have moved to England in hopes of Sayu forgetting about her shameful love affair back in Japan. They have met up with 4 boys, Mello, Near, Matt and L who have started a band and want Light to sing for them as he has a beautiful voice when he's not going off in a rage.
Lots of love interests, hidden secrets and lustful moments of unrestrained desire (haha). It's pretty much pronz with some sort of wired excuse for a crack story line thrown in.
Hope you like if you've just started reading, or still like it you've read it from the beginning.
title: [Insert witty band name here] - Part 8
rating: M kinda.
disclaimer: don't own 'em, never will.
parings: hmmm, wait and see.
Summery: The story is set in England's countryside where four good friends decide to form a band to pass the time. Alternate universe where the characters are the same age and in highschool. And about Light and Sayu Yagami, and why they have been sent to London.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part - 8
“I must go!”
“But Misa-“
“No, I’m not just gonna hang around here and wonder if she is okay! Sayu needs me! You can’t stop me, so don’t try!” Misa Amane’s gold tresses fall past her watery eyes. She was so frustrated with this argument. They had it every day with out fail since Sayu was sent away from her.
A pale hand rested against her forehead, which was glistening with a pasty sweat. “Please, just let me see her…” She muttered, now sounding defeated. Misa hoped with all her heart that her brother and sister would understand how she felt. How much she needed Sayu. She coughed. God, her chest hurt.
---
Hal looked at her brother and then to her young, naïve yet passionate sister giving a slight shake of her head.
“I’m sorry Misa, but if I let you go, everything here, all we’ve, you’ve worked for, it would go to waste. Your not well enough to go anywhere,” She hated these words, and she was sick of saying them over and over again. Misa just wasn’t getting it. It was as if she believed that this Sayu, was her cure.
Hal hated Misa for being in love. It made her angry and bitter at just the thought of them together. They were so young! What did they know about love? And how dare Misa threaten everything her family had come to uphold with her silly teenage desire. It was bad enough that her illness had given her family a crippled image. Hal hated that they looked so weak.
With her sick selfish sister and loner, spineless brother she was the only strong one when it came to the Amane family future. Hal had to take responsibility.
“Please!” Cried Misa with one last choked plea. Hal saw her brother flinch out of the corner of her eye. But she, however did not.
“Misa, no. End of discussion. Now rest up and work hard on getting better. You are missing too much school and singing lessons,”
And with that, Hal left the room. Her long perfectly cropped her hair whipping about behind her.
---
Misa started to cry, her heaving chest pulling and straining against her hospital white sheets. Suddenly there was a firm grasp upon her shoulders, pressing her gently back down into the bed.
She looked up at her brother’s comforting eyes. He looked afraid yet controlled. Misa loved her brother so much.
“Misa,” He whispered. “Misa, please try and get better… If you do, I will fly with you to England. And you can be with Sayu again. Okay?” Misa’s eyes widened. “But you need to get better, a lot better, okay?” Still she said nothing, “Okay?” He uttered a little more urgently.
“Yes…” She breathed. Suddenly joy ran through her body and out her arms, which wrapped around her startled brother.
“Calm down Misa. Don’t let Hal hear you,”
“Thank you MatsuiNii-chan! Misa love’s you so much!! Thank you, thank you!!”
---
“Better! A lot better everyone! Even you Mello,”
“What do you mean ‘even you Mello’!? I’m better then all you bitches put together!”
“That’s suppose to be a bad joke right?”
“No one asked you Gameboy,”
“… Do you guys ever get along?”
“They are getting along,”
“…Oh, okay then,”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get use to it,”
Light shook his head and watched as the ruckus played out over and over and over again. He was surprised they had got a song finished with this happening so often, but there it was in his hands. His tired eyes skimmed over the lyrics again. They still needed some fine-tuning but all in all, it didn’t seem too bad.
It was 4 in the morning and his throat was feeling dry. He felt that if he closed his eyes too long he might just fall asleep. Light was not used to such long nights, well nights that weren’t filled with study anyway. And what was he doing exactly? Wasting his time? God he hoped not. If his parents could see him now, they would probably throw a nervy turn. Their angel son that knows no distraction too great… wasting time singing gritty English lyrics. Oh the shame.
“How’s your voice?” Asked Matt suddenly.
“Fine I think… I better push off now. I should sleep at some point. I still feel a little jetlag from the trip,” That was a lie. The flight had barely affected him. But he didn’t want the others to think he was sleepy. Not when they all seemed to be wide-awake despite the long night.
“Well we’ll see you in class then,” Matt confirmed with a nod.
Light picked himself up from the couch waved a weary good-bye and made his way out into the fresh morning air. It was still very dark but he could make out the faint glow of the city streets glittering beyond the field. He was half way down the hill when he the sound of light footsteps caught his ears.
“You did really good tonight,” Said L a matter-of-factly. Light stifled a yawn. He slowed his steady pace to let L walk beside him. He wasn’t sure why, but it seemed to only take a good 24 hours for Light to be somewhat comfortable around the strange boy.
But still he reminded him of Giovanni. The way he would glance at him. And how, despite his efforts not to, he would glance back. They’d find each other’s gaze and, embarrassed, quickly turn away. L suddenly looked bemused after the third time of this happening.
“What’s so funny?” Asked Light as they continued down onto the street. L pulled a lollypop from his pocket and suck on it leisurely as he again glanced at Light, but this time he did not turn away.
“Well, Light, I’m happy,” He answered and passed the sweet. “What about you Light? Are you happy? Even a little bit?” Light was taken back. No one had ever asked him that before. And to be asked by L, of all people, made him feel… warm.
“Er… To be honest,” Light stopped walking. His throat was trying to matt out the confusing jumbles of words that was making him feel light headed. “-To be honest, I miss home,” That was the best he could do with out letting his heart bleed on his sleeve. L gave a quizzical stare.
“Do you miss home? Or do you miss someone in particular?”
Why did L have to ask that? Was he really being that transparent? And why did he want to know…?
“Someone in particular…? I don’t know what you mean L. I don’t waste my time on such things,” Light straightened his back and started his brisk walk to his apartment building. Almost there, and away from the questions that seem to now blare in his head. Miss someone? Why yes, he missed Giovanni, at least, after all this time, on this particular night he did. Or so he hoped and that all of this wasn’t something else…
He almost walked past the front door, jogging up the stairs in a puff. Pulling the keycard from his pocket, he swiped it quickly. In the doorframe and calling a quick “Good night L,” he ran to the elevator before he could regret not spilling his guts when he had the chance.
The elevator started to ascend and he finally took a breath. Light closed his eyes hard. With a ding of the doors opening, he ran to his apartment.
Before he knew it, he was taking one more deep breath out on the fire escape. Despite his tiredness he felt a buzz. He wanted to think that it was the sudden recall of all the things that made him miss his first and only love that he’s ever known.
But even now, even with the shaggy haired boy not standing near him, he could not shake the feeling that the one he was longing for was, strangely, L.
“Gah! Why him!?” Light cried out to no one.
---
L was just beneath his destination when he heard Light call out. So close, he could not climb fast enough. Light had taken off at such a flight, L was replaying their conversation in his head, trying to see where he had frightened, or offended the auburn haired boy.
It had left him feeling so cold and lonely. Sad, was probably the best word for it. And his thumb had been at his poised lips for only a moment until he saw Light duck into building 98. Funny that he should reside there, when he lived at 97.
L knew all the fire escapes and alleyways around these parts, and without a moments hesitation decided that he wasn’t going to let Light slip away from him again tonight. He had hesitated and let his desire for the boy grow unsatisfied too long. One day was all it took to become infatuated with him.
L was up several stories in a matter of moments. Climbing ladders and ledges like a well-trained monkey. Looking up He could see Light out on his fire escape mumbling to himself. In determination he pulled out his lollypop with free hand and threw it over his shoulder. Swinging over the rail with a slight puff he landed with a dull metal thud, startling Light, who stumbled, backing up against the brick wall.
“L!? How!? I, I mean how did you…? Where did you…? I mean-“
Then L kissed him, a long hard passionate kiss. His bony fingers encased around Light’s flushing cheeks, and maneuvered up into his soft windswept hair. Pulling his body closer to the other boy, L found he couldn’t get close enough. Wanting more and more of Light like it would be the last thing he would ever do. Much to his delight, he tasted much better than the lollypop.
---
Light almost cried out in fear when L had near pounced on him. But it was not long before his eyes were closed he was melting under the fierce need from the other boy. His hands were in his hair, then sliding down his shoulders and down his back where they massaged and needled him with a greedy longing.
He could feel himself growing hard against the grinding of L’s body. He could feel L responding the same way too. Light felt like he was going to literally catch on fire if he didn’t stop now. Finally after a long time he unwillingly pulled away.
L gasped and Light breathed in his scent one more time before he tried to talk. He could feel his horse words push past his pinched and tender lips.
“L… that was… I… I…” But nothing more was coming out. L froze him a stare.
“Light Yagami, I think I’m falling for you…”
“L…”
L pushed against him again and this time his hand slipped under Light’s shirt, tracing along his back. He started to kiss him along the nape of his neck. He nipped him gently. Light moaned involuntarily.
“I want you Light Yagami,”
Light, despite it all, couldn’t help but think at that exact moment, “That’s what he said…”
I'd hate me if I were the one reading this and not writing. Sorry guys went through a dry spell but hopefully I’ll pick up the pace even though I’m back at school soon.
So here we are with my Death Note AU - [Insert Witty Band Name Here]
Since it's been so long, here a quick recap:
Light and Sayu have moved to England in hopes of Sayu forgetting about her shameful love affair back in Japan. They have met up with 4 boys, Mello, Near, Matt and L who have started a band and want Light to sing for them as he has a beautiful voice when he's not going off in a rage.
Lots of love interests, hidden secrets and lustful moments of unrestrained desire (haha). It's pretty much pronz with some sort of wired excuse for a crack story line thrown in.
Hope you like if you've just started reading, or still like it you've read it from the beginning.
title: [Insert witty band name here] - Part 8
rating: M kinda.
disclaimer: don't own 'em, never will.
parings: hmmm, wait and see.
Summery: The story is set in England's countryside where four good friends decide to form a band to pass the time. Alternate universe where the characters are the same age and in highschool. And about Light and Sayu Yagami, and why they have been sent to London.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part - 8
“I must go!”
“But Misa-“
“No, I’m not just gonna hang around here and wonder if she is okay! Sayu needs me! You can’t stop me, so don’t try!” Misa Amane’s gold tresses fall past her watery eyes. She was so frustrated with this argument. They had it every day with out fail since Sayu was sent away from her.
A pale hand rested against her forehead, which was glistening with a pasty sweat. “Please, just let me see her…” She muttered, now sounding defeated. Misa hoped with all her heart that her brother and sister would understand how she felt. How much she needed Sayu. She coughed. God, her chest hurt.
---
Hal looked at her brother and then to her young, naïve yet passionate sister giving a slight shake of her head.
“I’m sorry Misa, but if I let you go, everything here, all we’ve, you’ve worked for, it would go to waste. Your not well enough to go anywhere,” She hated these words, and she was sick of saying them over and over again. Misa just wasn’t getting it. It was as if she believed that this Sayu, was her cure.
Hal hated Misa for being in love. It made her angry and bitter at just the thought of them together. They were so young! What did they know about love? And how dare Misa threaten everything her family had come to uphold with her silly teenage desire. It was bad enough that her illness had given her family a crippled image. Hal hated that they looked so weak.
With her sick selfish sister and loner, spineless brother she was the only strong one when it came to the Amane family future. Hal had to take responsibility.
“Please!” Cried Misa with one last choked plea. Hal saw her brother flinch out of the corner of her eye. But she, however did not.
“Misa, no. End of discussion. Now rest up and work hard on getting better. You are missing too much school and singing lessons,”
And with that, Hal left the room. Her long perfectly cropped her hair whipping about behind her.
---
Misa started to cry, her heaving chest pulling and straining against her hospital white sheets. Suddenly there was a firm grasp upon her shoulders, pressing her gently back down into the bed.
She looked up at her brother’s comforting eyes. He looked afraid yet controlled. Misa loved her brother so much.
“Misa,” He whispered. “Misa, please try and get better… If you do, I will fly with you to England. And you can be with Sayu again. Okay?” Misa’s eyes widened. “But you need to get better, a lot better, okay?” Still she said nothing, “Okay?” He uttered a little more urgently.
“Yes…” She breathed. Suddenly joy ran through her body and out her arms, which wrapped around her startled brother.
“Calm down Misa. Don’t let Hal hear you,”
“Thank you MatsuiNii-chan! Misa love’s you so much!! Thank you, thank you!!”
---
“Better! A lot better everyone! Even you Mello,”
“What do you mean ‘even you Mello’!? I’m better then all you bitches put together!”
“That’s suppose to be a bad joke right?”
“No one asked you Gameboy,”
“… Do you guys ever get along?”
“They are getting along,”
“…Oh, okay then,”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get use to it,”
Light shook his head and watched as the ruckus played out over and over and over again. He was surprised they had got a song finished with this happening so often, but there it was in his hands. His tired eyes skimmed over the lyrics again. They still needed some fine-tuning but all in all, it didn’t seem too bad.
It was 4 in the morning and his throat was feeling dry. He felt that if he closed his eyes too long he might just fall asleep. Light was not used to such long nights, well nights that weren’t filled with study anyway. And what was he doing exactly? Wasting his time? God he hoped not. If his parents could see him now, they would probably throw a nervy turn. Their angel son that knows no distraction too great… wasting time singing gritty English lyrics. Oh the shame.
“How’s your voice?” Asked Matt suddenly.
“Fine I think… I better push off now. I should sleep at some point. I still feel a little jetlag from the trip,” That was a lie. The flight had barely affected him. But he didn’t want the others to think he was sleepy. Not when they all seemed to be wide-awake despite the long night.
“Well we’ll see you in class then,” Matt confirmed with a nod.
Light picked himself up from the couch waved a weary good-bye and made his way out into the fresh morning air. It was still very dark but he could make out the faint glow of the city streets glittering beyond the field. He was half way down the hill when he the sound of light footsteps caught his ears.
“You did really good tonight,” Said L a matter-of-factly. Light stifled a yawn. He slowed his steady pace to let L walk beside him. He wasn’t sure why, but it seemed to only take a good 24 hours for Light to be somewhat comfortable around the strange boy.
But still he reminded him of Giovanni. The way he would glance at him. And how, despite his efforts not to, he would glance back. They’d find each other’s gaze and, embarrassed, quickly turn away. L suddenly looked bemused after the third time of this happening.
“What’s so funny?” Asked Light as they continued down onto the street. L pulled a lollypop from his pocket and suck on it leisurely as he again glanced at Light, but this time he did not turn away.
“Well, Light, I’m happy,” He answered and passed the sweet. “What about you Light? Are you happy? Even a little bit?” Light was taken back. No one had ever asked him that before. And to be asked by L, of all people, made him feel… warm.
“Er… To be honest,” Light stopped walking. His throat was trying to matt out the confusing jumbles of words that was making him feel light headed. “-To be honest, I miss home,” That was the best he could do with out letting his heart bleed on his sleeve. L gave a quizzical stare.
“Do you miss home? Or do you miss someone in particular?”
Why did L have to ask that? Was he really being that transparent? And why did he want to know…?
“Someone in particular…? I don’t know what you mean L. I don’t waste my time on such things,” Light straightened his back and started his brisk walk to his apartment building. Almost there, and away from the questions that seem to now blare in his head. Miss someone? Why yes, he missed Giovanni, at least, after all this time, on this particular night he did. Or so he hoped and that all of this wasn’t something else…
He almost walked past the front door, jogging up the stairs in a puff. Pulling the keycard from his pocket, he swiped it quickly. In the doorframe and calling a quick “Good night L,” he ran to the elevator before he could regret not spilling his guts when he had the chance.
The elevator started to ascend and he finally took a breath. Light closed his eyes hard. With a ding of the doors opening, he ran to his apartment.
Before he knew it, he was taking one more deep breath out on the fire escape. Despite his tiredness he felt a buzz. He wanted to think that it was the sudden recall of all the things that made him miss his first and only love that he’s ever known.
But even now, even with the shaggy haired boy not standing near him, he could not shake the feeling that the one he was longing for was, strangely, L.
“Gah! Why him!?” Light cried out to no one.
---
L was just beneath his destination when he heard Light call out. So close, he could not climb fast enough. Light had taken off at such a flight, L was replaying their conversation in his head, trying to see where he had frightened, or offended the auburn haired boy.
It had left him feeling so cold and lonely. Sad, was probably the best word for it. And his thumb had been at his poised lips for only a moment until he saw Light duck into building 98. Funny that he should reside there, when he lived at 97.
L knew all the fire escapes and alleyways around these parts, and without a moments hesitation decided that he wasn’t going to let Light slip away from him again tonight. He had hesitated and let his desire for the boy grow unsatisfied too long. One day was all it took to become infatuated with him.
L was up several stories in a matter of moments. Climbing ladders and ledges like a well-trained monkey. Looking up He could see Light out on his fire escape mumbling to himself. In determination he pulled out his lollypop with free hand and threw it over his shoulder. Swinging over the rail with a slight puff he landed with a dull metal thud, startling Light, who stumbled, backing up against the brick wall.
“L!? How!? I, I mean how did you…? Where did you…? I mean-“
Then L kissed him, a long hard passionate kiss. His bony fingers encased around Light’s flushing cheeks, and maneuvered up into his soft windswept hair. Pulling his body closer to the other boy, L found he couldn’t get close enough. Wanting more and more of Light like it would be the last thing he would ever do. Much to his delight, he tasted much better than the lollypop.
---
Light almost cried out in fear when L had near pounced on him. But it was not long before his eyes were closed he was melting under the fierce need from the other boy. His hands were in his hair, then sliding down his shoulders and down his back where they massaged and needled him with a greedy longing.
He could feel himself growing hard against the grinding of L’s body. He could feel L responding the same way too. Light felt like he was going to literally catch on fire if he didn’t stop now. Finally after a long time he unwillingly pulled away.
L gasped and Light breathed in his scent one more time before he tried to talk. He could feel his horse words push past his pinched and tender lips.
“L… that was… I… I…” But nothing more was coming out. L froze him a stare.
“Light Yagami, I think I’m falling for you…”
“L…”
L pushed against him again and this time his hand slipped under Light’s shirt, tracing along his back. He started to kiss him along the nape of his neck. He nipped him gently. Light moaned involuntarily.
“I want you Light Yagami,”
Light, despite it all, couldn’t help but think at that exact moment, “That’s what he said…”