Kira, Sweetheart Ch 4 A Love To Dismember
A/N: This is a fanfic. I own zilch.
Warning: This chapter takes a violent turn. Beware of blondes with butcher knives.
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Misa had just stopped by the local café to get a strawberry sundae during her break when she nearly had a heart attack when she saw who came in the door-her hero, her savior, her God, and though he didn't know it yet, her beloved soul mate who was fated to be hers for all eternity. Misa knew it was true love! They were destined to be! At first it seemed an opportune moment for Misa to finally make contact with Kira but then to her annoyance another man trailed in after him. And not just any man but a real weirdo whose name was… L Lawliet? L? As in THE L?
Misa watched as the two settled into a booth near the back of the café. She could scarcely believe her eyes. Kira and L were sharing a table and having coffee together? To Misa the devoted Kira-worshipper it was like finding out God and Satan go bowling together on the weekends. What was that nuisance doing with her Light? Why did Light tolerate L's presence? Because he didn't have his name? Well, Misa-Misa could fix that super-quick! Oh! What a pity she didn't bring her notebook with her! If only she had brought it with her she could have killed L right then and there!
The blonde crept closer when their attention was focused on something else. Passing love letters across the table? Misa frowned. No, no… (Kira and L? Love letters? Phff! Ridiculous!) it was more like spy stuff, right? How exciting! But then Misa watched in shock as L climbed up on the table but Light didn't seem very disturbed by this. But then L began feeding Light pie. Lovers feed each other like that! No, that's impossible. Not her Light! But her Light wasn't objecting much… and then all the color drained from Misa's face.
They were kissing!
L was kissing Kira, and Kira wasn't resisting! Light's hands clenched into L's sweater as he purred softly; Misa watched in horror as her soulmate tilted his head back to allow the other man easier access. With a trembling hand Misa steadied herself against the table, her fingers finding their way around the hilt of the knife.
"NOOOOOOO!" She screeched in anguish "HE'S MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!"
At the ear-splitting scream L whirled around and then froze in fear when he saw the glint of the blade and then the L was no more. The man known as the greatest detective in the world becoming incapable of responding as he was overtaken by violent images from the past-knives, pain, blood, his blood, and jam, the cracked mirror. (The maniac wearing his face.)
"RYUUZAKI!" Light screamed as the girl brought the knife down.
Light howled in pain and terror as the knife went through his hand. Without thinking about it he had tried to shield Ryuuzaki from their attacker.
"Light!" The girl abruptly stopped in her assault when she seemed to realize what she had done.
She hurt Kira, her Light.
No!
Meanwhile Light's screams brought L back to reality and he immediately kicked their assailant across the room. When he was sure she wasn't getting back up anytime soon L focused on Light. He was still giving panicked cries. L saw why-the knife had gone right through the palm of his right hand and was now sticking out the other side.
L stopped him when Light moved to pull it out.
"Don't touch it, Light! Leave it in or you'll bleed to death!"
L swiftly removed his sweater and firmly applied pressure around the wound, felling a pang of sympathy for the other. The teen's usual calm reserve was gone-Light was wide-eyed and scared-his breaths came in harsh pants and tears fell freely from his eyes. L knew from experience that Light would be in quite a lot of pain.
L forcefully held up Light's arm up. "Light, I know it hurts but we need to keep it elevated if we can."
L stared at Light's ugly wound and worried.
L worried for Light for a number of reasons. If Light died on him now it would make it harder to solve the Kira case. They still didn't know how Kira killed. That was part of why L insisted on handling this case so delicately. While Kira was evil he at least had standards. But a scared, wounded Kira? He might lose it and decide to just kill everyone... So that was part of the reason why L crouched beside his wounded "friend" attempting to make soothing sounds ("Shhh" "It's alright" "It'll be alright." "Calm down" and "the ambulance is on its way") lest Light suddenly explode or go into 'Kira angry! Kira kill!' mode…
Admittedly, there was another reason L worried for Light but now was not the time or place to examine these peculiar feelings he was having.
"Whatever the reason… Thank you, Light. That was very brave."
A glimmer of awareness returned and the younger man sullenly looked away.
"Please. It was… stupid" (Light paused for a sharp intake of breath) "Don't… patronize me."
L smiled. "It sounds like you're feeling better already."
"I have… a knife… stuck… in my hand!"
"Yes, I deduced as much. I'm not the world's greatest detective for nothing."
Light chuckled and then hissed again sharply. Admittedly he was feeling a little better-as in the pain level had gone down from "holy-shit-I'm-going-to-die" to merely the level of "screaming bloody murder." Meaning it was still unbearable. Light could feel his consciousness trying to slip away when he saw something that shocked him back to alertness:
"No. NO! IT'S NOT OVER!" Light snarled, rage masking terror, as he stared intently at some point in the empty air and L was worried Light had gone into shock.
The Shinigami grinned as he held his Death Note open, his pen made of skulls in the other.
For a moment there Ryuk thought Light was done for and was about to write his name but then Light seemed so very lively yet. It really would be a shame if things ended so soon…
The Death God took the pen away from the page to Light's relief. However he kept the book in hand, chuckling softly. "If you say so, Light. You got me those apples this morning… I guess I can give you the benefit of a doubt. But I think I'll keep this out just in case if it's all the same to you."
"Light… Light, talk to me," L again demanded his attention.
Light (to his eternal shame) whimpered.
"Please, I need to know if you're going into shock."
"Right… what… do you …wanna talk about?"
L bit his lip "Well… you saved me."
"…Yes."
"Why?"
This wasn't fair. How could he hope to process things like motives… or thoughts (such as what-the fuck-was-I-thinking) when…
"Are you… going to… interrogate me… while I've got… a fucking knife… stuck in my hand?" Light panted. L noted he was sounding a bit testy.
Well, I shouldn't expect anything less from L... In fact Light was kind of surprised that L seemed to back off when he complained.
What was I thinking? Nothing apparently. I just acted on instinct. So stupid! What I should have done was let the crazy bitch kill L and then killed her!
(Yes; and how were you planning on doing that without her name?)
Was there any other way I could have acted? No, no there wasn't. Any other way would have aroused their suspicions. And perhaps I've gained L's trust a bit more. So... this was perfect, all according to plan-except for the knife in my hand. SSSShiiiiit!
Light tried to focus on something other than the pain, the feeling of wrongness, and the nauseating sight of the knife stuck in his hand and ended up staring stupidly at Ryuuzaki's bare chest, his eyes tracing the path of every scar.
Ryuuzaki knows what he's doing. Ryuuzaki survived this before. He's helping me… It would not be to his advantage if I died now. That's… that's all this. Has to be…
Meanwhile Misa shook her head in an attempt to dislodge any floating stars or incoming concussions that might have resulted from getting kicked across the room by that nasty pervert, no that rapist who was raping her boyfriend. L Lawliet was a monster! Look what he made her do to her Light! No, Misa-Misa would never hurt Light! It was supposed to be L! She was trying to kill L! Why did Kira stop her? This was all L's fault! He deserved to die!
Misa gazed back over to where her Light and that rapist were sitting on the floor by their booth, and how that rapist was touching her Light, oh-so-delicately holding her Light's hand!
"LIGHT BELONGS TO ME!" Misa shrieked in anguish.
L noted that when Light looked at their attacker in shock-there was no look of recognition and while Light was an excellent actor L was trained to read such cues. He had never seen her before. So this stranger was claiming she owned Light. L wondered what Light would have to say about that…
"WHAT? Like Hell! You crazy bitch!"
L mused that after getting stabbed it was perfectly natural that Light would be disinclined to acquiesce to her request. Still provoking an emotionally unstable psychopath probably wasn't the smartest move… but then again L suspected his "friend" was also an emotionally unstable psychopath so he couldn't exactly expect him to always be reasonable.
Misa laughed brokenly as she rose to her feet; her blonde bangs fell in her face as she lurched forward like a zombie. L shivered in terror because he could have sworn her eyes were gleaming red as her fingers found their way around another knife.
"Serves you right, STUPID! You weren't supposed to be with him! You were supposed to be with me! If I can't have you… I'LL KILL US BOTH!"
"Misa!" Rem gasped out. That gave Misa pause. Why was the Shinigami looking at her like that? What was her problem? Rem never objected to her killing anyone before!
In Misa's moment of hesitation she was suddenly and quickly subdued by Mr. Mogi who had been, as usual stoically shadowing Light upon L's request and ultimately made the difficult decision to blow his cover when he kept hearing those sounds of disturbance from within the restaurant. The second knife clattered onto the floor as the big man tackled her from behind.
"You're under arrest ma'am," Mogi informed her as he snapped handcuffs onto the struggling girl.
"No! No! No! They need to die! We need to die! Light! How could you do this to me! Kira! Kira! REM! Kill them! Kill them, please?" She ranted and raved as Mr. Mogi took her away.
"Ryu-Ryuuzaki…" Light groaned as L kept constant pressure on Light's wound.
"Hang in there, Light. Please."
Light's eyes fluttered as he fought to stay conscious and L noticed that Light had very pretty eyes-long lashes that danced over pools of molten gold…
"So stupid!" Light spat out and again made himself look at the knife in his hand, bracing himself to again see angry flesh ripped apart and the erupting crimson fountain of blood but instead only saw how Ryuuzaki's white sweater had become wet and red as L kept the pressure on the wound (and kept holding hand.)
This is God's wounds, God's blood.
Light had never been so terrified in his life and over what? It was just a stupid girl! This was beyond humiliating!
Of course Light was perfectly happy deluding himself. He didn't like any reminders of his own mortality.
This God bleeds like everyone else. This God will die like everyone else.
Damn that girl!
Light couldn't stop that stupid, pathetic whimpering that kept bubbling up out of his throat. L leaned in close to him and completely on impulse, to the surprise of both of them, kissed his cheek.
"We're going to make it, alright?" L insisted.
L kept Light talking, kept him conscious until the ambulance finally arrived.
"Let me ride." L demanded.
"Only family is allowed, sir."
"I'm his brother," L lied easily. When the nurse looked at him skeptically L added "His adopted brother."
In the end they let him stay at Light's side as they embarked on their journey to the emergency room.
It wasn't until hours later that L realized he had forgotten all about his pies.
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