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[ Drabble requested by @gameswillbeplayed . Medieval AU/Arranged marriage/Fantasy ]

"His Majesty has come to the wrong room, perhaps."

A sharp scent of incent welcomed Light, embosoming him in opulent fumes that caressed his eyelids and led his golden heels to rest upon a set of oriental-patterned pillows. His shallow breath echoed through the velvety vault of stars, where a solitary opalescent figure lurked unnoticed.

Light sprawled across the cushions, considering for a moment to doze away in kaleidoscopic dreams in the Room of Justice.

Complex engravings of an electric blue Scorpio fighting a rainbow Pisces emerged from a red cup adorned the center of the floor ─ an admonishment for future generations.

"I am marrying Amane, tomorrow." Light stared up at the floating figure above, drinking in the unreadable expression of the ghost of King L. "An arranged marriage our families deci..."

"A scheme in Kira's dreams," L concluded, biting on the nail of his right thumb. Even if ghosts made no sound, Light remembered how torturing it was when the man was alive. "First, the kingdom. Then, the progeny."

"Sulking doesn't suit the incredible deeds of our dear defunct King, L," Light smirked, eyes red as vivid as the color painting the cup. "Or are you envious as you never savored the pleasure of marriage?"

"Above all the women in the reign, I wonder why you chose her, His Majesty."

In response to L's observation, the center of the floor trembled. The engraving crumbled down, surrendering to an obscure wave of bubbles emerging from the core of Earth. Even the vault screamed in silence, and stars hid away their light, letting a corpse ascend from the putrid ocean.

It was the dead body of L as the ghost could shockingly tell ─ wrapped in candid clothing and wearing such a lucent skin hard to tell it was dead.

But before the ghost could even process his shock, the vision molded into the petite frame of a woman with long blond hair.

Amane Misa.

"My Light!" She squealed in a high-pitched tone as the dark bubbles retracted while she happily hopped toward her soon-to-be husband. "I know where you were hiding! Nervous about tomorrow?" She sat on the pillows beside Light,  who let her crawl in his arms as soon as he opened them.

"Nervous? How could I be?" He smiled his fakest smile, the vanilla scent of the future bride canceling the leftovers of the incense. "Fate chose us to be united in one body, soon. Our family's decision was for the best."

L watched the couple with the same expression he wore on his last breath ─ the culmination of victory.

No one could enter the Room of Justice aside from Light and L. The vault of stars would immediately neglect the entrance to those whose skins weren't the elected ones. But the woman just crossed the line wearing his dead identity.

Amane Misa was a shapeshifter, so... She probably had a role in the conspiracy against him, that saw him dying in the embrace of Kira and proclaiming Light as the new King.

"Even if you don't love me now, my love would be enough for us." Misa said, unable to see the translucent form descending from the vault to look closely at the couple. "My body will always be yours and will carry your heirs, my Kira, my Light."

The new King's eyes narrowed to slit as his gaze wandered from L to Misa, smirking. The last finishing touch of his plans would be complete as soon as Misa became the new Queen.

Then, softly kissing the girl's lips he whispered, "I will give you the life of your dreams, Amane, my Queen.".

"There it is, what you are─ a jellyfish."

The candles give far less illumination than the meanest of electrical light bulbs, yet Light didn't object when Beyond insisted on creating the right atmosphere. By the flickering yellow, the room is dark, the shapes of the furniture discernible, but the colors so muted that they are almost grey.

"A menace floating around with a beautiful sail, traveling and snagging food… Yet, their anatomy causes their death sometimes, blowing them ashore."

Light is perfectly aware of Beyond's figure looming quietly, a wild predator ready for the hunt, but he won't be the proclaimed prey.

He isn't and he won't be scared of him.

"I can already see you pitifully dying under the scorching su─"

Words die down in his throat as his back is pressed violently against the window with stranger fingers grasping viciously around his throat. His mouth falls open, a strangled scream leaving his body as he wheezes desperately ─ any attempt is blocked firmly by Beyond's grip, which tightens and tightens to such an extent he can easily break Light's neck.

"I think you need a demonstration of your scientific speculations, Yagami."

Head quickly spinning because of the lack of air, all Light can feel is Beyond's hot breath against his face. His profile is only orange lines that fuse with the dark of the room and eyes that never looked so big and red ─ and ready to kill.

"N…..o…"

Beyond sneers at the pathetic attempt from his victim to claw at his hand, nails scratching at the skin like a cat would make a nest over new furniture. Pitiful and tremendously boring. Deep down, he hoped Light could do more than rattle and flail while the eternal life of a wannabe God was soon to be reduced to dust.

"What? I can't hear you." But Beyond doesn't like to end things quickly ─ he wants to taste every second of the ruthless hunting, banqueting with other people's dread, drown in the pleasant quivering of flesh under his blows, dismember slowly but relentlessly until any part of the victim won't be only his… "So? I am impatiently waiting for God speaking! Oh please, God, give me a sign!"

'If only I could write his name…'

Light is still struggling to free himself from Beyond's grip, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes in a heart-wrenching attempt at forcing air down his throat. Distantly his thoughts wander to the hidden piece of the Death Note in his watch and the temptation to use his last strength to write the sociopath's name while the other is on one of his silly theatrical performances.

Deep down, Light knows he won't. First of all, he isn't sure the man's name is truly Beyond Birthday. Last but not least, Beyond would be delighted to have his name written in blood… And in case the Death Note did not affect him, he would finally find out how Kira kills.

( There's also another reason but Light refuses to hear it. )

So he can only fight back.

( It's ridiculous to think he did the same with L. )

Several events follow within seconds ─ the apparent dying prey kicking the predator in the guts with all his strength, the apparent winning predator suffering the blow and losing balance for the smallest span of time, enough to let the grip weaken and the prey gasping loudly and loudly for air… And their bodies collide with the floor, limbs intertwining with violent intentions.

Light's knees give up first under the extreme effort of staying vigilant and focused, an unwanted but inevitable move during that death game. Beyond collapses right on top of him, his hand stuck to his throat as if his dear life depended on it. "Just like a jellyfish, neh Yegami?" He barks out, delighted by the fingers now blocking him from snapping that tender neck in half. He bathes in Light's ferocious will of life sparkling in his eyes, breathes in the heavy panting, and trembles in excitement against the squirming body under his weight. This is why he loves hunting. It's never the same. Every prey is different and fights him differently, and Kira is no less.

'Oh gimme more gimme more gimme more'

"You…r….disgust…ing"

Each strangled syllable jiggles a different shade of hatred under Beyond's thumb caressing Light's carotid. He lets the other man take a few more breaths, an illusion of being finally in control of the squabble about who's the true beached jellyfish among them.

Probably both ─ they will keep floating to hate and fuck with each other until they dry out in the scorching sun. Though, Beyond is sure Light Yagami will die first.

(He tried and failed already once. )

Watery yellow flares flicker within Light's vision as he feels Beyond's grip relaxing. The first intakes of air sting his lungs, but he keeps taking deep breaths to subside the roaring heartbeat against his ribcage. Fighting a predator in its natural habitat and making it out alive is a great victory, though it's a hard way down to winning the war.

Especially if the predator decides to claim something in return despite the defeat.

The tenacious grip is back as soon as harsh lips close around his. The kiss lasts a few seconds, it's more bites and teeth clawing aggressively than any demonstration of soft affection. Then, as quickly as it started, Beyond breaks the kiss and releases the grip, letting Light pant on the floor like a poor jellyfish gasping for water.

I don’t know if someone already made a similar post, but I thought it was nice to share some information about Light’s cameo in Death Parade. If you haven’t watched Death Parade, there’s a little spoiler of what happens in episode 11, but I didn’t go that much into details!

In Death Parade universe, deceased humans play a game set up by the Arbiters in order to be judged. The Arbiter can send the dead souls to either the Void or to be Reincarnated. The Void is depicted as a place of eternal nothingness; in episode 11 Ginti describes it as “A graveyard for souls. Your mind is all that remains. Terror, regret, despair. It’s the sensation of falling forever while embracing all your negative feelings.”. We consider so the Void as Mu, the same place everyone and Death Note users as Light go after they die. In Death Note we never had a precise description of what Mu is and I always found curious it was still referred as a place. In Zen Buddhism, Mu “is the answer given to an improperly phrased question that does not merit an answer”, so we can assume deads don’t go anywhere because there’s nowhere for them to go. Mu, in Death Parade’s definition, happens so to be more like a condition revolving around the abstract concepts of something we cannot weigh as feelings. I think it’s even more stressed by the fact the deceased humans’ bodies turn into lifeless mannequins as they are pushed down into the Void, as if stripped of the last concept of physical dimension -their bodies.

Who watched the serie already knows it, but in episode 11 there’s a cameo of Light Yagami. A character named Mayu is given the option of condemning a stranger in the Void to retrieve Harada’s soul, her lover. The stranger is Light and Mayu doesn’t ask for any information about him, so she doesn’t know what Light did and, most importantly, that given his position he cannot be reincarnated.

Definitely it looks like a tricky question but Mayu’s answer is rather interesting -no spoiler here, but I assure you Death Parade is a very good show.

It's within human nature to get attached to things that are not even alive - and we think it's wrong and devious, all considered true values shouldn't be influenced by the material world. But whether it's right or wrong, we should give up on judgment. Does the possession of a certain object bring us joy? Does its loss make you feel vulnerable, if not completely exposed to other people's judgment?

(Well, Light wouldn't certainly want to lose the Death Note and he wouldn't even imagine how just a simple black notebook made him feel so happy and alive.)

Last but not least, scientific studies have shown that possessing material needs and goods increases the biochemical substance in our brain called dopamine, which is a neurotransmitter and chemical receptor in our brain, responsible for emotions such as sadness, happiness, and anger. So, again, and given his own experience, Light wouldn't ever judge someone's attachment to a lifeless object.

But... there are exceptions.

Weird ideas happen, so have a seat and listen--

Imagine an AU where Light Yagami and Izaya Orihara meet. Izaya getting interested in the sudden spark of the Kira case while yakuza men he works for mysteriously die for heart attack. Thanks to his extended net of information he reaches out to Light, suspecting he is Kira and unaware Kira himself is looking for the most infamous informant of Shinjuku. I imagine this happening while Light needs for someone who may be an asset for his plans, someone he can easily kill when the time comes. And he has heard a lot of Izaya, how he even manipulated Mikado to set a Dollars meetup, so why not searching for him - after being extremely sure he has found the name and face of the right man.

After they meet, I bet Light would feel the urge to kill Izaya right away - he's too arrogant and sarcastic, makes a lot fun of him, of Kira ("There's a lot of monsters like Shizu-chan on the loose and you tell me he's not even on the list? Kira-kun should revise his plans if he wants my help.") and shows himself as a far more dangerous man than expected. But in the end they reach a sort of agreement. It would be interesting to see these two trying to manipulate each others pft and I bet Izaya would even become Ryuk's best friend, definitely enjoying the Shinigami's company and prying to get more information about the Shinigami's realm (Izaya, don't plan to become a Shinigami, please).

As a result of a viral video campaign and a fast-growing petition, considered also the fact there are japanese people having natural brown hair, actually the 57% of public schools require a “Natural Hair Certification”, which confirms the natural colour of the student's hair.

Kodawari ( 拘り )  is the uncompromising and relentless pursuit of perfection. In the meaning of being fixated on something, it happens when a very high standard is set, so your actions are driven by the mere desire to accomplish said goal and any kind of compromise is intolerable.

Near: So light em up up up, light em up up up