Villains Ch 19 Wrong
A/N: I own NOTHING!
...There's something wrong with me chemically / Something wrong with me inherently /
The wrong mix / In the wrong genes /
I reached the wrong ends / By the wrong means /
It was the wrong plan / In the wrong hands /
The wrong theory for the wrong man / The wrong eyes /
On the wrong prize / The wrong questions with the wrong replies… /
With the wrong moon / Every wrong night /
With the wrong tune played / Till it sounded right /
-"Wrong", Depeche Mode
***
Sayu groaned as she left the library seeing how dark, and late, it was. She was going to catch hell for staying out so late-her parents were so controlling! Yeah, she understood why they were like that... ever since... but still!
As Sayu walked home she became wary as she saw a group of men that seemed to be following her for several blocks... Sayu breathed a sigh of relief as the men suddenly dispersed and wandered away. Her parent's paranoia must be rubbing off on her. It's not like there were monsters lurking around every corner! Yes, Sayu couldn't understand what her parents were talking about. She never had those kinds of problems... ever. Indeed, sometimes it felt like she had a guardian angel looking out for her...
"You should to be more careful, Sayu" whispered Kira, easily mistaken for a grotesque, as he was perched halfway up on the side of the building. "We can't watch over you all the time."
***
"See, it's not foolishness, mother. It's paying off." Teru Mikami murmured. He had just been waiting for the light to change when as he saw the news broadcast on the jumbotron in the city square.
Again, all the rotten people he had thought had no place in this world-all the people he had wished dead... they had all been struck down... almost as if by the hand of God.
Did I do this? Maybe I am... different? Am I Special in some way? No... it doesn't matter... Justice must be brought upon evil...
"Help! SOMEBODY!"
Mikami looked down the alleyway and saw a mugging in progress and that as usual no one else lifted a finger... When Mikami rushed to the man's aid the gang turned their wrath on Mikami… and meanwhile the guy he saved took off and left Mikami to be beaten to death-yes, another shining example of humanity-days like this made Mikami question, and he would wonder why he bothered. Mikami had all but resigned himself to that fate when the beating abruptly stopped. Mikami looked up and saw Him. Ethereal and perfect, his halo of auburn hair backlit by the setting sun, and great dark wings protruded from his back. He reached out his hand and grasped his, and those compassionate eyes met his own.
"Hey, are you okay?" That voice alone, deep and melodious, sent shivers up his spine.
Mikami saw that all the sinners lay dead at his feet-judged. It was HIM! At this sight Mikami who had been struggling to get to his feet fell to his knees and prostrated himself before his savior... his angel... no his...
"Kami!" Mikami whispered in adoration.
Light was bemused Well, THIS has never happened before. They usually run screaming when they see us. It's a nice change...
The man had been beaten badly and sported deep cuts that were bleeding profusely.
"That looks pretty bad..." Light said to the man, only to find he had passed out while groveling. Light attempted to stop the bleeding but he needed stitches. He needed the hospital.
Light was afraid to move him… he could have suffered a neck injury, but he couldn't in good conscience leave said injured man alone in an alleyway to be found by more of the city's vermin or to be found by the authorities and wrongfully accused of murder...
When Light attempted to pick him up the man screamed back awake.
That meant he had cracked ribs at least then...
"Sorry! I'm so sorry!"
"No, it's okay, Kami..."
"You need the hospital... and it's a bad idea to be caught here so... I hope you're not afraid of heights... Hold on tight, okay?"
"Of course I trust in you..."
The poor guy must really be rattled...
"...Ka...mi..."
Wait a second... he thinks I'm...
Light had noticed that the man had said it several times but he hadn't realized he was addressing him as Kami.
Kami as in superior? Well, yes and he well knew it. He was powerful... but he was no means untouchable or indestructible. Overestimating one's own abilities was the worst kind of folly. It was one of those lessons that Beyond had taught him well... and repeatedly. And even before he got these powers (his curse... his gift...) he was after all, a genius, the smartest student in the country. (was... WAS. Light Yagami is dead. That honor no doubt goes to someone else... He is only Kira now. Protector of the Weak, Slayer of the Wicked... subhuman monster, homeless runaway...) But Light could tell that that's not what this man meant when he said it. He meant Kami as in God.
Well... if he was perfectly honest with himself having someone worship him... he wasn't completely turned off by the idea... in fact it felt damn good. But as flattering as it was It was just plain wrong. Light held no such delusions. Gods were untouchable. Gods were pure. He was dirty, tainted. Unclean... He knew full well he had lost his purity long ago... he was rotten, to the core, no better than the people he judged… But it was still worth it-it HAD to be-for the lives he saved.
No. He was no God.
He had never wanted any of this. He was a monster and he well knew it. But there was no going back.
It's probably for the best though... He'll just attribute his rescue to some miraculous divine intervention and won't come looking for us. Light thought as he gently picked up the injured man and flew him to the hospital.
"You know, I know you told him to hold on tight… but I'm pretty sure he's holding on tighter and lower than absolutely necessary."
Ryuk!
"Just thought you'd like to know…"
***
00000
"Oi Light-o, he's still following you."
How the hell does this guy keep finding me?
Light paused in his building hopping to glower down at the man in the trenchcoat. Teru Mikami, the man he had saved, and his ever present stalker was gazing up at him in awe and admiration.
"What the hell do you want?"
"I just want to serve you, God!"
Light glared at Mikami, eyes gleaming red, "I am not God, I am a Devil… Stay away from us."
***
Light sat on the park bench eating something cheap that the vendor's sold that only technically fell under the definition of food when an all too familiar figure approached him.
Teru wilted under Light's glare.
Before Teru could even open his mouth... "No," said Light.
"But..."
"No."
***
It was just another night for Kira-he had tracked down members of a human trafficking ring that had managed to escape any form of Justice-to this abandoned warehouse when he saw a certain idiot fanboy of his was about to get caught in the crossfire.
Ah, DAMMIT!
He could have just left the dumbass to his fate... but that would be wrong. So Light saved the idiot and his quarry escaped.
"They got away because of you!" Light was seething.
"I'm so sorry, my Lord."
"Stop calling me that! Stop following me around like a lost poodle! Go home!"
***
Light was just returning to his current place with his bag of apples when someone suddenly grabbed him from behind and he was accosted with heavy breathing. Mikami leaned in and whispered huskily into his ear. "I've found you again."
Light freaked out at the sudden touch... and threw his stalker off him. There was a sickening thud.
What have I-?
Mikami must have hit the wall... Sometimes Light forgot his own strength.
Sure, he's annoying but...
Luckily the pile of trash bags he landed in had apparently cushioned the blow.
Light breathed a sigh of relief when he opened his eyes.
He's alive.
"God..." Mikami whispered when he saw that Light was holding him, staring down with worry.
"I'm sorry my Lord. I shouldn't have..."
"No I'm sorry…"
"My lord?"
"I'm so sorry. Will you forgive me?"
"God..."
It was a moment of weakness.
Light took Teru to his place.
"I'll get some ice..." Light said as he saw the nasty bruise he had planted blossoming on Teru's face.
Teru grabbed his wrist his eyes were warm. "Kiss it and make it better?"
Yes, it was that easy.
It was Ryuk's fault-well with help from Beyond-Light on his own wasn't really that interested... really. It was a symbiote's survival mechanism to release certain chemicals that made the host feel good about his presence (and get withdrawal symptoms if he were to leave). It worked both ways when Light felt good, so did Ryuk... Ryuk always was releasing said chemicals but when he was particularly happy he released more. Since said chemicals were transferred via skin contact it resulted in a feed-back loop of pleasure for all parties involved.
Now, Beyond wasn't known for restraint when it came to something he liked, such as sticking his fingers in the... er jam jar. The result for poor Light was a raging sex addiction. Light knew it was just one of his many, many problems. They mostly found they could take care of it for themselves however it certainly made it harder to resist when someone came along who was ready and willing to cater to his every need... especially after a long period of self-imposed isolation without any form of meaningful human contact. It was amazing he managed to resist as long as he did.
Light moved from the innocent peck on the cheek across Teru's face to claim his mouth with his. Teru melted in his arms.
"Teru," Light sighed, "what am I going to do with you? How can I fix this?" Light held him close. "Teru, what do you want?"
"I want..." Teru panted "I want to be one with God."
Light winced at that no matter how many times he told him... "Light. My name is Light. Address me as such."
"Light... please..." Teru pleaded as Light moved to mark his neck.
When Teru went to unbutton Light's trousers the clothes literally melted away. Light quickly rid Teru of his clothes as well.
Light took him in his hand and pumped him until he was on the edge when he suddenly stopped. Teru whimpered and pleaded but was denied. (Beyond had taught him well.) Light whispered in his ear what he would do instead and Teru almost came just then. Light could tell Teru was getting impatient. So was Light, his own needs had long been neglected. He could fit three fingers in-that should be enough, right?
Teru was shaking with need. "God! Please, take me!"
Light did and Teru screamed in pain.
"Are you alright? I can stop..."
"No, God no-please!"
It was Light's first time as seme. He tried to be gentle about it but he was clumsy, and unsure of his own strength. He was sure he was hurting him, but Teru insisted that he didn't mind.
Light was smug at how quickly he could make him come.
"God..."
Yeah okay... maybe in this context… I am God.
***
Mikami awoke first. He was plenty sore but he was also soaring on cloud nine. Mikami studied his Lord's sleeping form. Mikami left him undisturbed the Lord had well earned his rest.. He looked perfect this way, with mussed hair, his flawless skin sweaty from exertion. It was at that moment that he realized he would do anything, ANYTHING, to keep the touch of his God. With his eyes, Mikami mapped every inch of Light's skin and stopped when they fell on the watch at his wrist. He was always wearing it. He never removed it not even when... It must be a holy relic. Mikami studied it too... it was broken.
I can fix it. I just know I can…
Mikami took the watch. Yes. He'd return it, fixed, before God even knew it was missing. He'd be so pleased!
***
Light woke up to find Mikami cuddling against him.
"God has finally found me worthy to serve him!"
This was a mistake. This was a BIG mistake...
"Teru, last night..." Light began…
Teru looked crestfallen. "Did it mean nothing to you?"
Light sighed and tried again. "Look what I do... It's too dangerous..."
"I can help!"
"No! Absolutely not! You think I'm a God? Well then you're just a mortal! You're an idiot if you think you can keep up with me," Light said, trying to put it in terms that Teru would understand. Maybe if he was enough of an asshole he would finally drive Teru away... "You're not strong enough! You'll just get in my way!"
"But-but I understand now! When I was with you it all became clear! I understand! I am Special too! Please God!" Mikami got on his hands and knees. "Take me on as your partner!"
"We don't need a partner! We work alone!"
"But I see it, I hear it-how it's all supposed to go! It's a ticking... in my head. I am meant to serve at God's side! Please! Let me serve you?"
Light gaped... he knew those symptoms well... Beyond had sometimes downed whole bottles of stolen pharmaceuticals trying to drown out sounds only he could hear...
"God knows what I am?" Teru pressed, seeing Light's reaction. "God know what I have to do!"
No!
"Yes, what you need to do is GO HOME, Teru."
"You know... you KNOW! Please God? Tell me!"
You'll just fuck up your life and for what? "GO HOME! You have a home to go back to don't you?"
***
"Yeah, I know... he's like Beyond..."
Beyond what? Beyond normal? Yes. It was true. He was Special and God knew it. Mikami was pleased to hear his Lord talking about him. He had snuck back in after pretending to leave and listened at Light's bathroom door.
"Yeah, sure he seems nice enough right now, if a bit crazy... Ryuk, no! We can't tell him! …What the hell do you want me to do? Next thing you know he'll be chopping people's heads open saying it's his evolutionary imperative. I mean, is there any other application for that power? No! He's better off not knowing!"
So that's how you do it... That's what I have to do...
"And he'll be happier too, I'm sure..."
***
Mikami did obey his lord. He went home. And when Mikami's brand new next-door neighbor Hirozaku Ukita came over to complain about his "telekinesis problem" Mikami thought nothing of it. In fact he was all too happy to take it off his hands, or head as it were.
"Uh, hi… I'm you new next-door neighbor Hirozaku Ukita… and I have a little problem…"
"I'm…" Mikami looked to his holy relic for inspiration-the broken watch he had taken from his God's sleeping form. "...Saiko. Saiko Teru-pleased to meet you. Let's discuss your problem inside..." in my sound-proofed walk-in closet...
Yes, he would get stronger and God would have to accept him when he returned.
***
A/N: Yeah... Not As Planned!
Previous Next