Lies On Ch 2 Changes
A/N: I do not own Death Note. This is for entertainment only. I make no money off of this.
Light's new Incubus powers of being super attractive to everyone cause him problems already because with it comes unwanted attention from ALL corners...
Warning: Slight Ryuk/Light moment played for laughs but that is not the pairing for this story.
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"What have you done?" Light demanded as Ryuk continued to gawk, too fascinated by the glimpse of cute little cat-like fangs that appeared every time Light opened his mouth (kind of like that one guy on Sayu's anime programs) to register what Light was actually saying. "You're dead!" Light snarled and without warning he lunged at Ryuk and to the Shinigami's further surprise Light's new claws actually left a mark. Sure, they healed immediately but to be able to touch him, to hurt him that way... That snapped Ryuk out of his stupor and he worked to keep the enraged teen at arm's length.
"Woah, woah, woah! Settle down, kid. I had nothing to do with this!" Ryuk insisted, though the words rang false even as he said them. Come to think of it he had never seen the notebook so fully corrupt a human before (that was part of what made Light so fascinating.) And sometimes Ryuk swore that he would catch a glimpse of something-a hellish red glow in Light's eyes. That was NOT a human trait. Shinigami had such eyes... so did demons. Crap, he should've seen it sooner! What were the rules if a demon has your notebook? Would he get in trouble for this?
The clincher though was up till yesterday Light had a human lifespan that Ryuk could see. But today the number was gone replaced by a symbol like a twisting ribbon, a side-ways figure eight... infinity. Little mortal Light pretending to be a God-that was funny, but this...? Ryuk was frequently shocked and amazed at the depths Light would sink to in order to further his goals. He was by far more twisted, more EVIL than a Shinigami could ever hope to be and to think that Light was now at least just as powerful... For the first time in centuries Ryuk felt something akin to fear as he realized his prank wasn't so funny anymore...
And if Light wasn't human did that mean the notebook would have no effect if he were to write his name so he'd be stuck with Light for well... until Light forfeited ownership (but what were the odds of THAT happening?) Oh man, and Shidoh! He only meant to borrow his notebook for a few decades just to have a little bit of fun. Seeing as he seriously doubted Light would be willing part with "his" notebook he had just given his old pal a death sentence!
Oh well, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it... Ryuk had his own problems at the moment-such as Light trying to claw his face off. The teen had become a flurry of claws and crimson wings as the new demon attacked him. It was ultimately ineffectual as Ryuk healed the hits he took and managed to keep Light at bay. Ryuk growled and grabbed the younger demon by the horns and held him aloft at arm's length in the air. Light was so shocked by the realization that he HAD horns that he stopped his assault.
Shinigami and demon eyed each other warily.
Light just hung there, panting heavily having a minor panic attack. Ryuk watched the rise and fall of Light's bare chest and realized that when Light wasn't trying to kill him... Light made a very attractive demon... Ryuk was by no means an expert on the rules but he was fairly certain that Rule 36 did not mention anything about demons and if he was stuck with Light anyway...
Meanwhile, Light did not like Ryuk holding him by the horns... nor the new twist to the Shinigami's grin. At all. The Shinigami almost seemed... lecherous.
"Ryuk... Let. Go." Light growled in a commanding tone, his voice changing several octaves deeper than normal and promising a slow and painful death should the Shinigami defy him.
The Shinigami looked unhappy but complied. "Sure. Whatever you say… Kira."
Even in the midst of his panicking that change of address gave Light pause. Ryuk had never called him that before. He had told the Shinigami he didn't particularly like the name that the masses had chosen to give him. Could it be that Ryuk was actually afraid of him?
Good.
He hadn't really intended to attack the Shinigami but if Ryuk was actually scared of him then maybe he'd be more obedient in the future.
No sooner had Ryuk set him down then Light rushed to his closet to assess the damage in his full-length door mirror…
"I can't look like this... I can't!" Light was repeating it over and over again as if wishing it would make it so. It was no secret that Light was very vain about his looks and while new superpowers were cool looking like a freak was definitely not. Ryuk didn't see what the problem was. He hadn't thought it was possible but Light looked even prettier than before...
In his haste (and not knowing his own strength) Light accidentally yanked the heavy wooden door off its hinges. Light stumbled back and fell on his ass. Ryuk caught the mirror before it shattered on him. Ryuk didn't particularly care if Light got hurt; he just didn't want to have to deal with a berserking demon Light any more than he had to. Still it was an act of caring so uncharacteristic of the Shinigami it again momentarily shocked Light out of his current panic.
"Thanks."
"Hyuk. No problem."
Light got up and took the door from Ryuk. He knew the door to be heavy but when he picked it up with one hand it felt like it weighed nothing.
"This… now this is interesting." While these changes were very problematic (very, VERY)... this could also be to his advantage.
Ryuk's grin widened.
That's right, when he attacked Ryuk he had felt it, he had hit harder than he had hit anyone in his life. Light cringed as he realized belatedly that that wasn't particularly nice. The Death Note and Shinigami existed so other types of magic might exist as well... something ELSE that might explain this-so it was plausible that Ryuk really didn't have anything to do with it. That meant the Shinigami was innocent-Kira didn't punish innocents-only the guilty and those who opposed him (who were also guilty because they defied his law) and while they weren't exactly friends, Light was grateful to Ryuk for granting him his powers. Ryuk didn't seem to be holding any hard feelings about it but Light still made a mental note to buy him extra apples later.
Light prided himself on being a model teenager, the perfect human being with perfect control over his emotions. That he snapped like that scared him even more than these bizarre changes that were happening to his body. These changes must have been having an effect on his psychological state because he had never snapped like that before! (Killing Lind L. Tailor that one time didn't count in Light-logic.) That meant he would have to be so much more careful from now on... Good thing he was such a meticulous person anyway. Yes, he'd be fine-especially if he was able to distance himself from his family. It was perfectly natural for a normal college student to want to strike out on his own. He didn't even know his own strength-the last thing he wanted to do was cause a tragedy.
"Hey Light! You okay in there?" Sayu shouted from the other side of the door. Crap. Someone had apparently heard the loud thump that had accompanied his fall.
"Everything's fine!" Light insisted quickly, his voice slightly cracking. Luckily the door was locked.
"Well hurry up! Your breakfast is getting cold!"
"Right..."
Shit! He couldn't even leave the room looking like THIS!
Light again stared at his hands. These were not his hands. His nails grew out into wicked claws that were now stained with Ryuk's black blood (Until now Light didn't even think Shinigami COULD bleed.) Light stared at the mirror through sanguine eyes that gleamed with their own light and had become slitted like those of a cat or snake. His hair had grown long so that it now fell past his shoulders and it had taken on a more reddish-tinge. Light reached up and felt where the twin spiral horns sprouted out of his forehead following his hands' progress in the mirror with his eyes as he felt how they swept backwards up and over the top of his head. His horns ended in wicked tips so they weren't just for show. They could be used as a weapon if he so chose. Light smiled at the thought and the mirror displayed his new needle-like fangs. He cringed. That was a look more appropriate on Ryuk but not on him!
Right... calm down and focus on the positive...
Light glanced at another addition he had woken up with-the large red, bat-like wings that protruded from his back. He had once joked to Ryuk about how it would be cool to have wings... it was cool. Light fanned them out, finishing the job of ripping his pajama top to shreds. It made quite a statement as he posed in front of the mirror-Bold. Powerful. Godly. AWESOME! Light smirked. Shirtless and with his wings and arms spread wide he well knew he was the very definition of sexy. Light gave his new wings an experimental flap, generating a wind that knocked over some of his papers and smaller desk objects. Light swelled with pride as he felt the latent power of his new wings. Oh man, he couldn't wait to test them out. To go flying... It was AWESOME! That wasn't the problem. The problem was that it was very impractical. How the fuck could he possibly hide this? His new tail swished angrily just over the rim of his boxers. It was red like his wings and scaly but smooth. It felt nice to touch and was clearly designed to be used in inappropriate ways.
Jeez, was there anything left of him that was normal? It was like hitting puberty all over again... In a panic Light removed his boxers, paying no mind to his audience. Ryuk followed him everywhere, even the bathroom. He had seen everything before.
Well... Light decided these changes weren't all bad when he discovered he had gained several inches below. Fascinated, he felt the need to touch to confirm it.
Dumb move.
A few slight touches had him standing straight and a slight shudder went through him. How could he have this problem? He just came with his wet dream of his Raven writhing beneath and... oh! Definitely had a problem now. His mind was screaming at him. This was the absolute worse time he should be thinking about jacking off! His body paid him no mind. He was roaring and ready to go like some kind of sex machine. His skin began producing something slimy that should by all rights have disgusted him at a visceral level. Instead he just found it convenient that he didn't need to reach for the lotion.
"Ha!" Light found himself leaning into touches he felt gliding down his back...
Wait, what?
"Ryuk what the fuck are you doing?" Light roared. The Shinigami quickly withdrew his hands as if he just got burned from touching the demon. Perhaps he did.
"Er…" The Shinigami quickly thought up an excuse for touching Light. "My wings retract if I flex my muscles around here…" Light shuddered as Ryuk traced along his shoulder blades. "I was wondering if yours do too."
Light breathed a sigh of relief. Ryuk was just being helpful. (Of course Ryuk wasn't... that was absolutely ridiculous!) What the fuck was wrong with him? Getting turned on by his pet Shinigami touching him? It was normal for Ryuk to get up into his personal space but it had never affected him like that before. Ew! Well at least he no longer had that problem. He went limp soon after finding that unpleasant discovery. These changes must be playing havoc with his hormones. This was bad. Really, really bad! He needed to find a way to take control of this situation and fast.
Light strained and concentrated on doing what Ryuk suggested. The wings did indeed disappear, retracting into his back. The other monstrous traits likewise disappeared. He looked (mostly) normal again. Well his eyes were still slightly redder than normal. His ears were still a bit more pointed than they were before but that was easily concealed by the strands of his hair (that looked normal again too). His eye-teeth were still a bit pointier too... and THAT (Light eyed down below again) was still... big. (Light smirked about that last part. He couldn't wait to test that out too.) But those changes were easy enough to conceal. However this whole development was still a concern though. If he didn't have total control of these physical responses he could have horns or wings popping out at uncertain intervals-that was definitely not the way to keep a low profile.
"Better?" Ryuk asked.
"Thanks," Light said grudgingly. "It wouldn't do for me to go around looking like a hideous beast."
"Eh? What are you talking about? You looked beautiful! You still do…"
Light's jaw dropped as he met Ryuk's smoldering stare. The Shinigami was still standing too close for comfort. Unable to resist temptation Ryuk forcefully grabbed Light by the back of his head and kissed him full on the lips. Light shrieked in alarm, lashed out with his claws and staggered away his expression clearly reading "scarred for life."
"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! YOU DO NOT! OH GOD!" Light turned green and spat and looked like he was trying to wretch up the contents of his empty stomach.
Ryuk looked hurt. "Uh… sorry…" He began. Light sent him a scalding death glare. "It's just you're just a very attractive demon… er human… uh… whatever you are… shutting up now." The Shinigami babbled in the face of Light's increasingly menacing stare. Light's eyes had reverted to that violent crimson color and flames were beginning to erupt out of his skin.
"NO APPLES!" Light declared in his deep, demon voice. Cowed, the Shinigami slunk away through the wall.
Once Light was sure Ryuk was gone he retracted his new demon parts and quickly got dressed. Light shuddered. Ryuk was probably still watching through the wall. The Shinigami returned a few moments later, bashfully scratched the back of his head.
"Sorry." Ryuk tried again. He was admittedly not too good at things like subtlety.
Light ignored the Shinigami for a moment. Like it or not Ryuk would probably be hanging around him for the rest of his life. He had better clarify this right now... Light took a deep breath and began in a dangerously calm tone.
"Ryuk. I don't think of you that way. At all. Ever. I think it would be better if we were just friends, don't you?" As Light said this he again deployed his razor sharp claws and concentrated on that new power he had discovered, conjuring up a ball of fire in his hand. (That would definitely come in handy.) Light shot Ryuk a look that clearly read try anything like that again and you will be the first I test it on.
Ryuk looked so sad. "Right…" But Ryuk perked up again when he realized that was what Light said right now but as long as they were bound together they had eternity together to look forward to. Ryuk could wait. Light was sure to come around eventually. However, in the mean time...
"Say, you didn't mean that part about no apples, did you?"
"Yes, I did." Light replied curtly as he put a jacket on over his shirt, becoming increasingly paranoid about putting any part of his body on display, worried about more changes erupting out at anytime... and what if it wasn't just Ryuk? No, it wasn't just Ryuk. More people HAD been hitting on him lately... only like EVERYONE! Until he figured all this out it would probably be for the best to stay away from people as much as possible.
"Oh c'mon! That's just cruel! I said I was sorry!"
Light ignored the Shinigami in favor of checking himself out in the mirror again to make sure he looked like his normal self before proceeding to head downstairs… and nearly had a heart attack. Ryuk cackled sadistically as Light gaped at where all his friends and family (minus his father) had gathered under a big banner declaring "HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIGHT!"
It seemed Light really had forgotten...
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