Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Getting Close ❯ Distractions ( Chapter 3 )
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By: inusho 
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.04.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.04.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 241 | Status: Work In Progress
M: Sorry I haven’t updated for a long time!
R: She’s not
Whip appears
R: She is
M: See, I don’t have a computer, but my friends do!
L: They still hate you
Sniffles
M: You’re just saying that!
Starts to wail
S: She only owns…me…
R: Hyuk, hyuk, that sounds wrong, doesn’t it Light?
L: Huh? What?
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Days went by: Light and Suki had easily gotten accustomed to sharing the same bed. Just as Light got used to her quiet, timed nature, Suki got used to his bold determination and…well…authority. Light; though, was running thin on the question of whether or not she could or could not see Ryuk.
What was really bothering him was that day, not long ago. He had a feeling she was going to ask something important, something about the Shinigami! But since then, nothing, not even remotely close.
As for Suki, she found the Yagami’s were lighthearted and patient with her. They didn’t probe too much nor did they abjure her, that was something which frightened her the most because she wasn’t used to such freedoms…She didn’t have to explain herself, she never had to be a certain way, or even with themall the time Suki was allowed to go places as long as she called so that they knew she was all right.
Before Light and Sayu would get back form school, Suki would practice what Light taught her and when he got home(if she was still awake) he would either move on to a new subject or make sure she understood what they were going over. He was glad about one thing: Suki was a quick study, she caught on fast and had a very good memory.
Presently, Suki was reading Romeo and Juliet. Light knew it was a bit drastic for her, but he figured she’d be just fine.
Light’s balcony glass door was open because it was a humid day and the air conditioner needed fixing, there was no telling how long that would take.
Due to Sayu’s influence, Suki was wearing jeaned mini-shorts with an emerald green tank-top, how she had convinced her into that, Light had no idea. Suki’s hair was still damp form the shower, making the silken strands even more curled than normal; she held a rectangular bookmark in her left hand with the tip of the left corner wedged between her lips. The infamous small book was in her right hand, opened near the middle. Her back was against the thing edge of the doorway with her bare toes pressed against the rim of the glass door; her right leg was bent on the floor at her side. Suki’s emerald eyes were focused on the small black print of the book, oblivious to everything else.
Especially his five-to-ten minute-once-too-many-glances.
Light was only wearing pants and an unbuttoned long-sleeved shirt. Every time he found himself looking at her, he would violently shake himself and try to get back to his own studies…but…she was just too distracting! Too damned distracting! And the worst part of it was that she wasn’t even aware of it!
He had a wooden pencil between his index and middle finger with his chin resting in the palm of his hand. He had noticed many small things about the girl. One such thing being how her eyes would skim over the words, how she would try to keep her hair out of the way by trying to make it stay behind her ear or how she would unconsciously gnaw on her lip.
The shirt still stuck to her skin at certain places and he was silently admitting to himself that she had very, very, fine legs. Every few seconds she would shift and when she did, more hair would fall loose and she’d once again push it away. Occasionally, her toes would curl or she’d switch the book off to the other hand. Light had also detected a jagged scar above her right shoulder blade which traveled down to where the bandages started. She had multiple numbers of cuts and odd scars; it was just that particular one that always sought his attention. Her skin was pale and smooth (the latter, he learned from their sharing the bed) and had a golden tint which came from the position of the sun.
He gave a start when he heard a sudden knocking at the door, and silently cursed himself for being so….distracted, again! Light started to lock the door around this time of day because he didn’t want another interruption like last time.
Pushing his seat back, he slowly stood and unlocked his door.
And, of course, it was Sayu.
“What do you want?” he growled at her.
“Well, excuse me, Mr. Grumpy-pants,” the younger sibling folded her arms. “but Mom says Dad wants to take us out when he gets home. So, she wants to see what Suki can fit into from my clothes.”
Light sighed with a bit of relief; perhaps too much relief. He was glad he was able to get away from her for a bit, but also raging for the same reason. Strange, no?
“Where are we going?” Suki questioned out of curiosity, making Light give a slight jerk which in turn made the Shinigami laugh.
Light hadn’t been aware that she was standing right next to him.
“I’m not sure, he didn’t say. Light? Are you feeling okay?” Sayu asked after looking up at him.
He just closed his eyes. “I’m fine.”
“If you say so….” The younger girl then dragged the older out of the room, down the hall.
Soichiro was obviously in a good mood. He and Light were waiting downstairs for the women. Both were in tuxedos; Soichiro’s gray, his son’s black. They had both unbuttoned the tux, but only Light had loosened his tie and left the first two buttons of his shirt undone.
“Oh, come on!” Sayu’s impatient voice caught the two men’s attention. “Suki, you look beautiful, trust me!”
Sachiko came down first, wearing a red dress extending below the knees with matching red heels and burettes in her hair. The dress had thin straps for sleeves and she had a sparkling purse to match.
Sayu was second in a pale blue dress that had two straps hanging off the shoulders with another resting on each. The bottom was shaped in multiple v’s.
Suki; though, was adorned in a long black dress where at her waist was a small bow tied in the back, and beneath the bow was cloth that ran horizontally down, a bit longer than the rest of the dress.
She was also with open toed, sandal-like high-heels that made her unstable. Using the wall for support to get down the stairs, half of her hair held at the back of her head with the rest falling gracefully between her shoulder-blades.
Light, once again, was staring.
He silently disagreed with his sister. Beautiful? No, she was stunning, drop-dead gorgeous and when he did try to tear his eyes away, they would immediately reattach themselves to her person, so he just gave up.
A blush was rushing to Suki’s cheeks, feeling everyone’s eyes trained on her. This making her nervous; therefore, turning her clumsy. She managed to trip on the last step and landed right into Light, who acted reflexively and caught her waist while she fell against his chest. Suki’s blush darkened to a crimson.
Small chuckles were heard, adding to her embarrassment.
“Light, why don’t you help her to the car?” Sachiko suggested kindly.
Taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, he grabbed the flustered female’s elbow and led her outside with a dreadful feeling that this was going to be the longest dinner, night, in his entire life; he was just glad he was able to keep Ryuk at the house by buying him a bunch of apples.
Just as he feared, dinner was too long.
Longer than usual, it seemed.
First, they were at a circular table. Then his parents decided to take the right side, Sayu had sat on the opposite side as them, leaving him and Suki no choice but to be seated across from each other.
More than once (not even halfway through dinner) he would feel his pants tighten in the worst way possible and would then do his utmost best to ignore it.
Easier said then done.
Especially with the object of his…distractions right in front of him!
Literally!
Way too often he wrenched his gaze from her hair, or skin, or eyes, or…lips…Cursing himself, he glared at his food as his…distractions made themselves more known.
“What?!” he snapped at his sister.
“I asked if you were sure you’re alright?” she repeated.
“Yes. Fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” he somewhat growled while harshly mutilating his piece of meat.
“Because you’re acting weird!” she retorted.
Light just snorted, not exactly trusting himself to say anything…at all…so he went on demolishing his food.
“So, Dad, what are we celebrating?” Sayu questioned, unable to contain herself much longer.
“Well,” Soichiro smiled at his wife before he continued, “You will be glad, it’s finally official!”
The three teens just blinked at him. Both Light and Suki decided to grab their glasses for a drink.
Soichiro was now grinning “Suki, welcome to the family! You’re now our surrogate daughter!”
His announcement was followed by the spluttering and choking of the two older teens.
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R: Now they really hate you
M: Why?! What did I do?
L: It’s what you didn’t do.
Turn to Suki
M: Did that make sense to you?
S: Uh…yeah?
M: See? It’s not just me!
L: What was that?
M: Okay, that’s it! Next time you get blindfolds!
R: Kinky, much?
Suki nods
M: SHUT UP AND DIE!!
Pointy objects show themselves again
S: Um….bye…
R: She’s not
Whip appears
R: She is
M: See, I don’t have a computer, but my friends do!
L: They still hate you
Sniffles
M: You’re just saying that!
Starts to wail
S: She only owns…me…
R: Hyuk, hyuk, that sounds wrong, doesn’t it Light?
L: Huh? What?
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Days went by: Light and Suki had easily gotten accustomed to sharing the same bed. Just as Light got used to her quiet, timed nature, Suki got used to his bold determination and…well…authority. Light; though, was running thin on the question of whether or not she could or could not see Ryuk.
What was really bothering him was that day, not long ago. He had a feeling she was going to ask something important, something about the Shinigami! But since then, nothing, not even remotely close.
As for Suki, she found the Yagami’s were lighthearted and patient with her. They didn’t probe too much nor did they abjure her, that was something which frightened her the most because she wasn’t used to such freedoms…She didn’t have to explain herself, she never had to be a certain way, or even with themall the time Suki was allowed to go places as long as she called so that they knew she was all right.
Before Light and Sayu would get back form school, Suki would practice what Light taught her and when he got home(if she was still awake) he would either move on to a new subject or make sure she understood what they were going over. He was glad about one thing: Suki was a quick study, she caught on fast and had a very good memory.
Presently, Suki was reading Romeo and Juliet. Light knew it was a bit drastic for her, but he figured she’d be just fine.
Light’s balcony glass door was open because it was a humid day and the air conditioner needed fixing, there was no telling how long that would take.
Due to Sayu’s influence, Suki was wearing jeaned mini-shorts with an emerald green tank-top, how she had convinced her into that, Light had no idea. Suki’s hair was still damp form the shower, making the silken strands even more curled than normal; she held a rectangular bookmark in her left hand with the tip of the left corner wedged between her lips. The infamous small book was in her right hand, opened near the middle. Her back was against the thing edge of the doorway with her bare toes pressed against the rim of the glass door; her right leg was bent on the floor at her side. Suki’s emerald eyes were focused on the small black print of the book, oblivious to everything else.
Especially his five-to-ten minute-once-too-many-glances.
Light was only wearing pants and an unbuttoned long-sleeved shirt. Every time he found himself looking at her, he would violently shake himself and try to get back to his own studies…but…she was just too distracting! Too damned distracting! And the worst part of it was that she wasn’t even aware of it!
He had a wooden pencil between his index and middle finger with his chin resting in the palm of his hand. He had noticed many small things about the girl. One such thing being how her eyes would skim over the words, how she would try to keep her hair out of the way by trying to make it stay behind her ear or how she would unconsciously gnaw on her lip.
The shirt still stuck to her skin at certain places and he was silently admitting to himself that she had very, very, fine legs. Every few seconds she would shift and when she did, more hair would fall loose and she’d once again push it away. Occasionally, her toes would curl or she’d switch the book off to the other hand. Light had also detected a jagged scar above her right shoulder blade which traveled down to where the bandages started. She had multiple numbers of cuts and odd scars; it was just that particular one that always sought his attention. Her skin was pale and smooth (the latter, he learned from their sharing the bed) and had a golden tint which came from the position of the sun.
He gave a start when he heard a sudden knocking at the door, and silently cursed himself for being so….distracted, again! Light started to lock the door around this time of day because he didn’t want another interruption like last time.
Pushing his seat back, he slowly stood and unlocked his door.
And, of course, it was Sayu.
“What do you want?” he growled at her.
“Well, excuse me, Mr. Grumpy-pants,” the younger sibling folded her arms. “but Mom says Dad wants to take us out when he gets home. So, she wants to see what Suki can fit into from my clothes.”
Light sighed with a bit of relief; perhaps too much relief. He was glad he was able to get away from her for a bit, but also raging for the same reason. Strange, no?
“Where are we going?” Suki questioned out of curiosity, making Light give a slight jerk which in turn made the Shinigami laugh.
Light hadn’t been aware that she was standing right next to him.
“I’m not sure, he didn’t say. Light? Are you feeling okay?” Sayu asked after looking up at him.
He just closed his eyes. “I’m fine.”
“If you say so….” The younger girl then dragged the older out of the room, down the hall.
Soichiro was obviously in a good mood. He and Light were waiting downstairs for the women. Both were in tuxedos; Soichiro’s gray, his son’s black. They had both unbuttoned the tux, but only Light had loosened his tie and left the first two buttons of his shirt undone.
“Oh, come on!” Sayu’s impatient voice caught the two men’s attention. “Suki, you look beautiful, trust me!”
Sachiko came down first, wearing a red dress extending below the knees with matching red heels and burettes in her hair. The dress had thin straps for sleeves and she had a sparkling purse to match.
Sayu was second in a pale blue dress that had two straps hanging off the shoulders with another resting on each. The bottom was shaped in multiple v’s.
Suki; though, was adorned in a long black dress where at her waist was a small bow tied in the back, and beneath the bow was cloth that ran horizontally down, a bit longer than the rest of the dress.
She was also with open toed, sandal-like high-heels that made her unstable. Using the wall for support to get down the stairs, half of her hair held at the back of her head with the rest falling gracefully between her shoulder-blades.
Light, once again, was staring.
He silently disagreed with his sister. Beautiful? No, she was stunning, drop-dead gorgeous and when he did try to tear his eyes away, they would immediately reattach themselves to her person, so he just gave up.
A blush was rushing to Suki’s cheeks, feeling everyone’s eyes trained on her. This making her nervous; therefore, turning her clumsy. She managed to trip on the last step and landed right into Light, who acted reflexively and caught her waist while she fell against his chest. Suki’s blush darkened to a crimson.
Small chuckles were heard, adding to her embarrassment.
“Light, why don’t you help her to the car?” Sachiko suggested kindly.
Taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, he grabbed the flustered female’s elbow and led her outside with a dreadful feeling that this was going to be the longest dinner, night, in his entire life; he was just glad he was able to keep Ryuk at the house by buying him a bunch of apples.
Just as he feared, dinner was too long.
Longer than usual, it seemed.
First, they were at a circular table. Then his parents decided to take the right side, Sayu had sat on the opposite side as them, leaving him and Suki no choice but to be seated across from each other.
More than once (not even halfway through dinner) he would feel his pants tighten in the worst way possible and would then do his utmost best to ignore it.
Easier said then done.
Especially with the object of his…distractions right in front of him!
Literally!
Way too often he wrenched his gaze from her hair, or skin, or eyes, or…lips…Cursing himself, he glared at his food as his…distractions made themselves more known.
“What?!” he snapped at his sister.
“I asked if you were sure you’re alright?” she repeated.
“Yes. Fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” he somewhat growled while harshly mutilating his piece of meat.
“Because you’re acting weird!” she retorted.
Light just snorted, not exactly trusting himself to say anything…at all…so he went on demolishing his food.
“So, Dad, what are we celebrating?” Sayu questioned, unable to contain herself much longer.
“Well,” Soichiro smiled at his wife before he continued, “You will be glad, it’s finally official!”
The three teens just blinked at him. Both Light and Suki decided to grab their glasses for a drink.
Soichiro was now grinning “Suki, welcome to the family! You’re now our surrogate daughter!”
His announcement was followed by the spluttering and choking of the two older teens.
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R: Now they really hate you
M: Why?! What did I do?
L: It’s what you didn’t do.
Turn to Suki
M: Did that make sense to you?
S: Uh…yeah?
M: See? It’s not just me!
L: What was that?
M: Okay, that’s it! Next time you get blindfolds!
R: Kinky, much?
Suki nods
M: SHUT UP AND DIE!!
Pointy objects show themselves again
S: Um….bye…