Monster In Us All One Shot

Summary: Sometimes we fail to see the monster in the man… But what about the man behind the monster? Akito x Tohru. Oneshot.

Author’s Note: Obviously, this is the anime version. I have read the manga, but some points just irk me… Akito, god? Ha. Also, there is some OCC-ness, especially Tohru, but I find it hard to write her… She is hard character to do justice to. As for this fiction in itself, I have no clue how this started or an explanation for the ending. This has beta’ed! Thank you, TheSorrowfulVampress! Also, go read the sequel! :)

Disclaimer: Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

Monster In Us All

By

Chettah90

Sometimes we fail to see the monster in the man… But what about the man behind the monster? This was what I felt about Akito. Yes, he had done so many terrible things—horrible things… But what sufferings did he have to go through to become this way? What happened to twist someone to such a degree? That thought broke my heart and motivated me to want to help him—motivated me so desperately that I felt consumed, obsessed

“Honda-san?” Yuki’s soft voice distracted me, bringing me from my thoughts. “Honda-san… Are you all right? You seem…distracted.”

“O-Oh, yes! Pardon me, I was just thinking.” He didn’t seem so sure of my answer, but left me to my thoughts nonetheless. Somehow, I felt torn between being grateful and disappointed. Yet, I didn’t have time to be selfish, not when everyone else was suffering so. ‘Oh, Akito-san…’

“Tohru-kun?” Shigure’s eyes were also worried. Apparently, he too had noticed my absentmindedness. It was just the two of us now, Yuki and Kyo were nowhere in sight and I briefly wondered how long I had zoned out. “Is there something on your mind?”

“Yes.” If anyone could help me, Shigure could. “I want to see him.”

All expression left his face, to the point it was almost frightening, but my mind was still on helping Akito that I couldn’t bring myself to care. “Akito.” It wasn’t a question, Shigure knew where my mind was; he knew all too well what I was thinking, as unsettling as that was.

“Yes… I… I want to help him… I want to see him—I have to see him!” And as irrational as it sounded, I had to see him, I had no choice… No matter what the outcome might be… No matter if I didn’t leave with my memories intact, I had to do something. ‘All I can do is hope that somehow I can help him…’

“Very well,” he answered quietly, his thoughts far away as well. “I will contact Akito-san, Tohru-kun… Are you sure that is what you want?”

“Yes.” And with that simple word, I sealed my very fate.

*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*

Fate is a funny thing; destiny isn’t always what it seems to be… The Sohma family seemed fated to be cursed, to be damned to this life—if you could call it a life… As Shigure led me to Akito, I wondered what my fate might be… Just what would become of ‘Honda Tohru’?

“Tohru-kun.” He paused just outside Akito’s room, his tone hovering between neutral and concerned. “Be safe…”

There was something in his tone, some kind of warning, but before I could ask, said object of my new fixation appeared. “Tohru-san, how nice to see you.”

Shigure, my only support, left me alone to the beast, left me alone to some unknown fate, and suddenly I wondered if I had the strength to continue with my next course of action. “Akito-san.” The room was unnaturally dark and cool; the odd, chilly air made me think of the state of Akito’s heart. ‘Lost, aloe and hu—‘

“Tohru-san,” His back was to me, his attention focus on the bird perched on his finger, “why are you here?”

There wasn’t even a hint of malice, but of some curious intent, almost as if he were testing me somehow. “I-I….” To help you, to try and save you… To try and live up to expectations, expectations I do not deserve.  Yet, none of those would do… “Akito-san, I mean no offense, but you already know the answer… Don’t you?”

He did not answer for a long time, but finally freed the bird and turned toward me. “Of course, Tohru-san, of course I do.”

It took everything in me not to bend under the coolness of his gaze and even more when he started moving closer and closer toward me… His steps measured, reminding me every bit of a lion in their elegance and grace as he glided closer… ‘And I feel like the poor prey…’

“Tohru-san,” Akito’s silk of a purr was too close, his breath too hot on my face, on my hair, on my lips; I trembled. “Tohru-san, do you think you are something special?”

Every instinct I possessed demanded I move, demanded I fight, demanded I do something but just sit there like the proverbial duck. Yet, I did nothing. Nothing but stare at the floor, refusing to meet his eyes—I couldn’t afford to see the monster inside… I had to help him, had to save him…if that were at all possible. “No, Akito-san, I do not.” And, I honestly never had.

“Oh?” His hands moved, grasping my chin and forcing my gaze to his; it was like steel and I could tell my words were some twisted irony, both something he wanted to hear and, at the same time, not. “Surely the savior of my Zodiac is something special. The way the animals love you, surely I am not wrong… So, tell me, Tohru-san,” While his eyes were cold, his lips were a sharp contrast, like fire as they pressed against the sensitive skin of my throat, “are you special?”

My answer had not changed and I knew nothing I said would please him… My lips trembled as I replied, “I-I thi-think… I think we are all special…”

He said nothing, moving briefly back to search my eyes. When he smirked, I wondered just what he may have found. “Hm, you would think so.” His fingernails dug into the tender flesh of my forearms, ripping through the thin flesh as if it were nothing—the pain was quick, intense yet I made not one sound. His smirk faded as I did not react other than a few shaky tears.

My eyes dropped to my mangled skin, the faint light glinted against the trace of the thick liquid that dripped down my arms—my life blood. ‘If this is the worst he does to me, I will be fine…’

He moved away, not even acknowledging that he had marked me—not that I had expected him to. It surprised me how well someone who seemed to hate me, seemed to want me to suffer so, seemed to ignored my existence for the most part, could know me so well, and my mind whirled with the possibilities.

“Akito-san, why?” He didn’t answer, didn’t pay anymore heed to the lone bleeding and crying girl… Not that I blamed him. ‘Why are you this way?’ or ‘Who made you this way?’ might have been better questions, but I was never that good at thinking on my feet.

Finally, he did acknowledge my weak question. “Why?” He sat out in the faint sunlight, allowing a small sparrow to settle again on his index finger. “Such a vague question, don’t you think, Tohru-san?”

“Akito-san, why are you this way?” The words slipped out before I could stop them or take them back, yet, I had to know… What other reason would I have for being here?

My regret was immediate as the poor bird he had perched on his hand took the blunt of his wrath, and I silently cried for the loss of life, loss of something beautiful in Akito’s dark realm. “I do not answer to some pathetic girl. I am god.”

“No.” His eyes meet mine, the monster simmering beneath the surface scared me, and I almost ceased breathing at the withering look he sent me… Yet, I was Honda Tohru, and I was not so easily broken. “God isn’t so cruel; He wouldn’t punish the ones He claims to love so easily…” And I waited, my eyes closed to my fate.

Nothing

My eyes fluttered open against my will, and I gasped, he was close—too close. His nose nearly brushed along mine as he bent over me with a dark, unreadable expression. “A-Akito-sa-san?”

He brushed his knuckles along my cheek so gently, like a butterfly’s kiss, as his eyes bore forcefully into my own. “Tohru-san, do you really believe that? Do you really think you can stand against god?”

He was trying to distract me…and I was shamed enough to admit it, but I gathered my nerve enough to answer. “No, I would never undermine God… However, you aren’t Him…

And the fingertips that had been caressing me so slightly, so intimately dug into my skin brutally, reopening the gash from before. He smirked as blood flowed freely, smirked as he tried to break me. “I am, and you will obey me.”

“No,” There… There was a faint trace of venerability, the fear of losing something, the fear of being out of control, of being wrong... My hand unwillingly found his hand—the one with my blood covering it—and I was surprised when he didn’t pull away. “You aren’t God, but you aren’t a monster either… You are a man, you are human… As we all are.” ‘Oh, Akito-san, how broken are you?’

He didn’t move for a long time, merely stared bitterly into my eyes as if he expected me to back down or break. When I failed to do either, he growled lowly. “You know nothing… You are nothing!”

“If I knew nothing and if I was nothing, then… Why do my words hurt you?” When he stilled, I knew something had changed… Time would only tell if it was for the better, time would only show us what our fates might be.

“I-I…” The venerability was there again, perhaps stronger now than ever. He studied me before slamming his lips against mine. He wasn’t gentle – not that I expected him to be, and he wasn’t kind – I wasn’t sure if he knew how – but I let him draw me closer all the same.

My eyes fluttered closed and I went limp in his tight hold, my lips pressing back timidly. Hope, it was what I had held onto, it was what kept me going, it was what helped me believe that he could be healed. There are all sorts of monsters, all sorts of devils, and all sorts of people. All humans fight some sort of battle, some sort of sin…

Yes, I saw the monster in Akito today, but I also saw the man… Therefore, I had hope.

Mistaken Identity One Shot

Summary: Who would have thought something as simple as a mistaken identity could lead to something…  Well, so unbelievable wonderful. (Jonouchi x You) Oneshot.

Author’s Note: This is one of the first fanfiction one shots I ever wrote. I edited a few typos, but it’s mostly left untouched… Hope you enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

 

Mistaken Identity

By

Chettah90

 

 

Jonouchi sighed in frustration and rolled over on his back, his eyes boring holes into the ceiling. ‘Women… I don’t think I’ll ever understand them… Not that I really want too understand them in the first place.’

Anzu blinked when he sighed rather loudly and annoyingly again. “Jonouchi? What is wrong?” When he just blatantly ignored her, she turned to Yuugi. “Yuugi, what is wrong with Jonouchi?”

Yuugi opened his mouth to reply when Honda threw his arms around their shoulders with a smirk. “Girl trouble.”

The only response they received was a noticeable eye twitch and a glare from Jonouchi. He didn’t have the energy to bother with Honda’s stupidity right now; he just wanted to sulk…

“You see, he’s got a case of the love bug! Little [Name]-chan has captured his heart!” Honda explained with a smirk still plaster on his face as Yuugi’s and Anzu’s eyes widened.

That, however, he couldn’t easily ignore. He scowled and threw a pillow at Honda’s head. “Shut up, Honda!” ‘I don’t like her… I don’t!’ Seriously, he didn’t. That so called “fluttering feeling” he somewhat felt whenever he saw you was just gas… He was 99% positive! As for the 1%, well, he would just ignore that for now…

Honda rubbed his head and his smirk deepened. “Told you so.” As if Johnouchi’s violent behavior proved something, which, it did.

He refused to sit there and suffer this abuse any longer! Darn it! He was a man and men did not act all soft and love-dovey… He would get over you if it killed him!

He growled and stalked out of the door. “I’m goin’ for a walk.” He ignored his friend’s calls for him to come back and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Stupid Honda.” Jonouchi mumbled under his breath. More like, ‘stupid [name]’, since you were the cause of all his current issues.

It wasn’t long until he realized he was at the place he was trying to avoid, the place where you worked and lived, The Rose Garden. He frowned, but did sneak a glance into the darkened window. No, it was not because he hoped you would be in there… Honest.

The store, however, was empty and all that was visible was the cases. The lighted cases of roses and various other flowers caused an involuntary smile. ‘She always did lo—Darn it!

            He growled and looked away; he was not in the mood to think about you… Seriously, you were like a bad rash that he couldn’t seem to get rid of! You seemed to be a hard person to forget…

Your smile was perhaps the hardest to block out. Flowers had always made you smile. You had called your passion and favorite hobby…

 

 

Flashback:

 

 

“Oh, it is stupid!” You flushed so deeply he briefly worried if you had caught a cold out on this windy day, you were not wearing much to deter the cold, a simple [color] skirt and short sleeved [color] top. It was so like you to forget a jacket in this sort of weather and you were too prideful to take his offered one…he kind of thought that was a cute quality.

            “Nawh.” He waved you off. “Can’t be as stupid as some of the stuff I’ve pulled… Come’on, don’t ya trust me, [Name]?”

            “Of course.” You breathed, your eyes holding such trust… He quickly ignored the warmth that flooded his cheeks.

            “I’m glad…” And he was. After a moment of just staring into each other eyes, he cleared his throat. “Uh, anyway…”

“I, well,” The shyness was also a cute quality he loved about you. “I sort of have the habit of talking to my plants… I know it’s stupid, but…”

            “You talk to your plants?” He vaguely remembered someone saying that it did help them grow, but still…. It was sort of funny… Ha, he could see you now…

            You shifted, twirling your thumbs nervously. “Well, yes… I have never had any friends besides my plants, Jonouchi-kun…”

            His eyes softened and he wondered why that was so, you seemed to be a very kind soul. He gently punched you in the arm. “Oh come on, [Name]! It is nothin’ to be ashamed of… Good grief…”He hoped that now you would talk to him, he certainly considered you his friend.

            You giggled and he smiled crookedly back. “Thanks, Jonouchi-kun!”

 

End flashback.

 

Great… His eyes closed briefly as he mentally cursed himself. Honest to God, he sounded as if he had some sort of sappy crush, as if he was head-over-heels for you, of all people… Gah. He needed to get over you and fast. You were his friend and nothing else!

‘But what if she does like me?’ The possibility that you did…well, it warmed him, but was it worth the risk of losing the friendship that you two shared? He wasn’t so sure he would take that chance. If only fate were so simple.

Actually, it was as if fate had dropped you in his lap. A simple mistaken identity was what started the friendship.

 

 

Flashback.

 

“Yosh! Fooooood! To burger world!” Jonouchi shouted, earning sweatdrops from his friends. He grinned like an idiot and mused to himself on what he was going to eat, when a pair of slender arms warped snug around his waist.

            “Joey!” shouted a very feminine voice.

            Jonouchi jumped startled and as much as he was enjoying being molested by a girl, he was abiet curious who held him. He gently unwrapped her arms from his waist and faced her. He tried not to let his jaw drop when he gazed into attractive eyes, well, his molester sure was stunning… “Joey?”

            The young woman flushed from embarrassment, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear; it was a rather cute nervous habit. “Sorry! I thought you were someone else!”

            “It’s alright.” And, boy, was it. He didn’t mind the mistake. Heck, if she hugged him again she could call him this “Joey” person all she wanted!

            Her embarrassment soon faded and she smiled a breathtaking smile… He was becoming concerned about how much this young lady fascinated him…. “Name’s [Last Name] [Name] Nice to meet you.”

            “Nice to meet ya to! Names Jonouchi Katsuya—“ He was interrupted by [Name]’s eyes widening and her gasp of disbelief.

            “Oh my goodness! You’re the Jonouchi Katsuya?” She paused for breath, looking star stuck. “You’re the coolest duelist.”

            He was certainly not expecting that. Especially since Yuugi was present with him and he certainly was the better duelist… A sense of pride filled his gut with warmth and he grinned broadly, soaking up the sudden attention. “So, you’ve heard of me?”

            She nodded her head happily in a little overeager way. “You bet.” She blushed, reverting back to her shyness “Hey, not to sound forward or anything, but would you like to go get something to eat… And then maybe duel?”

            Then and there, you stole the heart of Jonouchi Katsuya. A beautiful woman, of her own free will mind you, wanted to eat and than duel him… Yes, this day was rapidly becoming the best day of his life….

            He threw an arm over her shoulder and pulled her close. “Where have you been all my life?”

            It was cheesy, it was dumb… But she just smiled and giggled as if he had made the funniest joke ever.

 

 

End Flashback.

 

 

He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. ‘I am gonna have to pull in the hormones or I am gonna scare her away.’ He sighed and headed him, determined to forget his little attraction… Somehow, deep down, he knew it was hopeless…

 

 

With You:

 

 

The day’s toil was wreaking havoc on your poor body, you ached in places that you didn’t think it would be possible… But, despite the letdowns, you had the best job ever; you loved being a florist and would not trade it for anything… ‘’Expect…’

            Jonouchi Katayusa. That named whispered in your heart stirred the buried feelings for the fair-hair duelist. For him, you would give up anything… For a while now you had dismissed your growing feelings for the funny boy, but you could no longer deny that you attraction was growing into something much deeper…love. But, despite your acceptant, you feared that he would not return said feelings… You would just die if that happened! He would probably hate you…

Nope, you squared your shoulders; you would just suck it up and move on! ‘But,’ your eyes shifted to the picture of said love and your shoulders slumped. ‘I don’t think it will be that easy…’ You both cursed and rejoiced the day you meet him. After all, you are now friends with an awesome guy, but what would your life be like if you had not made that mistake?

…No, you do not even want to think about it. It is better to suffer as his friend than to not have him at all. You sat the frame down and flopped on your bed. ‘Soon or later,’ You vowed, ‘I am going to sort out these stupid butterflies!’

 

The Next Day:

 

School was, well, just school… But, there was one thing that brightened your day and that was your best friend. “Hello, gorgeous!” You cooed, keeping your voice teasing, although you did find him attractive…very attractive.

He smiled weakly and the dark circles under his eyes made you frown. “Hey, [Name].” But what was odd was the red hue that covered his nose. Why was he embarrassed?

            Your “motherly” instinct kicked in and you slid closer to him. “Hey, Jonouchi-kun, what is wrong?” You placed a gentle hand on his. ‘Don’t do/say anything stupid, [Name]!’

The hue deepened as he stared the hand that clutched his. Your palm seemed to fit in his perfectly, as if made for each other…

Okay, he is making himself sick with the snappiness! That was so not him, so how was it that you manage to bring out this side of him? It has to be…black magic! He snorted at that, now he knew he was not sleeping enough and that his overactive hormones were driving him batty.

“No,” He snapped his eyes from gawking at you to pick at his food. “Don’t worry, it no big deal.” ‘I will figure this out eventually…’

You jerked your hand back as if burned. “Okay.” You turned back to your food, but watched him from the corner of you eye. You knew he wasn’t himself when he d’dn’t eat even one bit of food…

 

 

Later:

 

 

After lunch, his attitude didn’t change, actually, if possible, it became worse. He seemed to avoid you; he didn’t sit with you in class nor did he jabber on as he usually did… Overall, it felt like you were loosing him and it killed you.

You mentally went over the day. What had sparked the change? He seemed fine, well; he was at least speaking to you at lunch… Crap… Was it because you held his hand? Were you too forward?

“Oh, God,” You groaned and smacked you head. “what did I do? What was I thinking?” You obviously were notThat has always been your problem! You always did stuff without thinking…. Gah, you were so stupid! No wonder you were still single. Sheese, you were too pushy with them and now Jonouchi thought you were some floozy…

Your heart hammered furiously at your ribcage, to the point of becoming painful. Another dreaded thought hit you, ‘What if he knows I like, like him?’ You wanted to crawl into your bed underneath your blankets and never leave.

By now, you were hyperventilating and seeing dots in your vision.  ‘What if he is avoiding me because of my stupid feelings?! God, why must these things happen to me?!’ You breathed evenly and deeply, managing to calm down. As soon as you saw him, you were going to bite the bullet and confess… Either that or you going to drive your pencil into your skull… Hm, maybe the pencil idea wasn’t so bad…

Luckily, before you could commit suicide, you spotted him. ”Hey, Jonouchi-kun?!” He actually started running and knocking people out of the way to flee from you…

Oh, dear goodness and all things holy! Were you really that bad? You could feel cold, numbness sink into your chest, clutching your heart painfully… Your shoulder slumped and tears pricked your vision. ‘Jonouchi-kun…’ Great. Now you had messed things up… You just hoped it wasn’t for good.

 

 

With Jonouchi:

 

 

Great, he was a bigger idiot and coward than he had expected… He couldn’t face you after lunch… He just couldn’t. Or, at least, without doing something stupid and ruining what you had with him… Gah, he was such a loser!

He grumbled, jerking open the door to the Kame Game Shop and tossing his jacket vaguely in the area of the coat rack. He hurried up to Yuugi’s room; surely, he could give him some advice… Well, at least he would not laugh like Honda or hit him like Anzu. “Yuugi, I need to talk to you about, [Name]!”

Crap… Speaking of the devil, there you were sitting on Yuugi’s bed, staring at him like a doe caught in headlights. Awkward…

“Wait, [Name]!” He snapped and grabbed your arm as you attempted to flee. He couldn’t let you leave…he would just have to explain himself. “[Name]?”

“I am sorry.” You mumbled, burying you face into his neck. You trembled and wondered why he was coming to Yuugi to talk about you. “I didn’t mean to make you mad… Please, forgive me?”

He rubbed her back awkwardly and mentally kicked himself for being such an idiot. Again. “Hey, don’t cry or ask me to forgive you… You haven’t done anything, [Name]!”

“Than why did you want to talk to Yuugi?” You pulled back, hiccupping just a bit. ‘I bet I look like such a mess…’

Crap… What should he do now? “I was worried about you…” He coughed. “I thought I said something stupid…again and upset you.”

You didn’t buy that for a minute, but let it slid for the time being. “Okay,” You moved back from his personal space and suddenly he didn’t feel warm anymore. “I understand….”

He shoulders relaxed, but he wished you were back in his arms. “Good.” He frowned when he saw your evil smirk. “What?”

You shrugged innocently. “Oh, well, Yuugi and I were looking through some old pictures and I found this!” You held up one of Jonouchi sleeping with a teddy bear. It was undeniable, unequivocal the darn cutest thing you had ever seen!

His jaw dropped, Yuugi promised to destroy those! “[Name],” He said calmly, holding out his hand. “Give me the pictures.”

You seemed to ponder this. “Uh, how about never! Ye shall have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers!”

He had no choice now; he would have to take it by force. Despite his embarrassment, a smile tugged at his lips, it felt good to goof around with you again. “[Name], I’m not kidding… Give it!”

You had not felt this happy in a while and you were not about to let it end so soon. So, you giggled and shook you head, skirting away from his insistent hands. “No way I—Umpf!” Sadly, neither one of you has ever been very coordinated and, as a result, Jonouchi tripped over the rug and barreled into you.

He groaned, landing face first. Luckily, his face landed in soft fabric. He sighed and just laid there limply for a bit.

“Uh, Jonouchi?” You squeaked and he grunted in reply. “You are laying on my breasts…” You whispered, going between mortified and amused.

He jerked his face back and stared into your lovely eyes. “Sorry! It was an accident, I swear!” He muttered frantically in hopes that you wouldn’t hurt him or…his important male parts.

You just turned darker, but your gaze never wavered. “Yeah, it’s okay… I know accidents happen…”

Several minutes passed as you merely stared at each other. He soon realized that the small distance between the two of you seemed to disappear and if he just moved a just smidge, he could…

“What’s going on?”

You two flew back from each other and stood blushing on the opposite sides of the room. “No-Nothing!” You both adamantly declared.

Yuugi just stared at you both. “Okay…

Jonouchi finally dared to look at you and mentally kicked himself. ‘Great… She probably thinks I am a perv…’

“I, uh, I need to go.” Your voice didn’t want to cooperate with you and you hastily smiled at Yuugi. “Thanks for the chat… See you guys at school” Then, you bolted.

Jonouchi groaned and fell to Yuugi’s bed in a heap. “I am so doomed…” He did not move until it hit him that you still had that picture! He growled. “[NAME]!”

He chased after you, but didn’t manage to catch you. He puffed as he plopped down on the bench. He was more disappointed about you leaving so soon than worried about any blackmail attempt you might made. “[Name], you sure are something. If only you knew….”

“Knew what?”

He jumped and made the cutest face. “[Name]! Don’t do that!” He finally calmed down and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, a blush dusting the bridge of his nose. “Um…Well, you see—“

Your heart hammered and you realized you had stopped breathing. Why were you suddenly so eager? “Spit it out already!”

“Willyougooutwithme?”

“Wha…?” You just stared at him, even as long as you have known him, you still didn’t get a word of that. “Okay, Jonouchi, want to run that by me again? Maybe in Japanese?”

His blush turned darker and he shifted nervously. “Never mind!”

Something told you that what he had to say was very important and your nosey side would not let him so easily escape. “Good grief! Just say it already!”

“Will you got out with me?!” He snarled, but it didn’t loose its effect on you.

You heart leapt to your throat and you wondered if this was a dream. You pinched yourself, no, it was not a dream. You did the most girlish thing you could think of, squeal and glomp him. “Of course!”

He grinned goofily, hugging you back. “Good… I was hoping you would say that. Now,” He offered you his arm. “Where to madam?”

You sweatdropped and giggled. “Anywhere is fine with me.” Who would have thought that mistaking him for another would lead you to a love like this?

He dipped his head and made up for the interrupted kiss twofold. His lips moved against yours and you knew this was where you wanted to be.

 

The End.

Of Love And Apples Chapter One: And It All Started With An Apple

Story’s Summary: Somehow, someway, you would make Ryuk regret ever giving you that notebook… A series of drabbles. You x Light or You x L.

Author’s Note: Crack. Anyway, I’m sort of hung up on writing drabbles… I don’t know why, I just am. I actually wrote this piece a while back and stumbled upon it. I thought I would go ahead and post it. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

Of Love And Apples

By

Chettah90

 

Chapter One:

And It All Started With An Apple

 

 

Apples… You had always liked apples. Actually, ‘liked’ didn’t fully describe your borderline obsession with said fruit. Your stomach rumbled at that thought. ‘I think I’ll have one now! “An apple a day keeps the Doctor away”, right?’

With a merry, little grin, you skipped into the kitchen to retrieve one. However, said merry, little grin died when you saw the empty apple bowl; someone would pay for this! ‘Great. That pig is going to eat me out of house and home! It’s all Light’s fault!’

In to reality, Light was pretty much blameless, but it was too much fun harassing him.

“Ryuk!” You bellowed so loudly that it was sure to wake the dead or your mother at least…and probably with a hangover at that. She, by nature, happened to be a rather, well, cruel person, and you would rather avoid dealing with her. “Sorry, ‘kaa-san!”

“Shut up, twit! If I hear you again, you’ll be out on the street, you dirty, no good brat!”

‘Great. I have the worse parental unit ever!’ “Love you, too, ‘kaa-san.” You made sure to lower your voice lest she make good on her threat. “Ryuk!

Ryuk appeared and you quickly refocused your attention to your precious, delicious apples, which were the only good thing in your life. “What?”

“You!” You pointed your finger in his face… Err, chest since he was a great deal taller than you were. “Did you take my apples?”

He coughed and shifted. He even tried to smile all innocently like, but it was creepy and mentally disturbing coming from a face like that. “…No…”

“Lies!” you screamed, coming a little too close to Ryuk’s personal space to spite him. “You are all filthy liars! God should punish you! I hate you, you d—“

“Okay!” he shouted, hoping you would just shut up all ready! It was a bit hopeless since it was nearly impossible to get you to stop once you started ranting. “I took them.”

There was only one solution! You pounded your right fist into your left hand when a brilliant plan hit you. “Well, we must get them back!”

“But…” he began slowly as if speaking to a child, “They’re in my stomach…”

“Quick!” You pumped one fist into the air dramatically, “to the alternate dimension in the back of Light’s closet!”

“Uh, what?”

I thought I told you to shut up!”

Mission Impossible Chapter Thirty-Two: One Thing After Another

Summary: The love of your life, your soon to be husband, the one who completes your very soul… Even if he is not aware of that yet! You, [Full Name], are on a mission! A mission some will doom to frailer, but you shan’t give up! No, you shall win the heart of you beloved, Sasuke Uchiha! It is your destiny! Will you win his heart, humiliate yourself, crash and burn, or find love in an unexpected place? The choice is yours, fair one, choose wisely! CYOA(Choose Your Own Adventure)

Author’s Note:  I fell in love with the fairy from chapter six so he will be in other chapters as well…

(1) Not swearing here, lovelies, she means illegitimate child. Isn’t your sensei just the best?

Disclaimer:  Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

Mission Impossible

By

Chettah90

Chapter Thirty-Two:

One Thing After Another

 

Choice: Chapter Nine, Choice Two.

 

Someone else bursts in the room before he can act? Go to chapter Thirty-Two.

 

 

 

It was calm between you two, a sort of comfortable silence that never would have been consider comfortable a few days ago. Normally, being in silence like this agitated you, but now? Now it seemed perfectly perfect… Like standing on the peace and watching the peaceful waves wash back and forth…

Well, it was until the door burst open under the force of a great weight. Everyone reacted instantly, ready to fight, but it was Sasuke that stood protectively in front of you…why, you weren’t entirely sure.

‘Should I be insulted? I can protect myself!’

“Gawd, people!” The trespasser in question burst forth from the rubble and dusted himself off, sending you both a sharp glare. “Ugh, I hate my stupid job.”

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed and he tossed the kunai close enough to the stranger to nick his ear; it was a warning, next time he would not miss. “Who are you and what do you want?”

“I am Fred, and I am here to warn you that you all are in serious danger. Like, you need to leave this house now… I’m not kidding.”

Crickets chirp, blink, sigh, snort.

“Ha-ha, this guy’s mental!” Naruto relaxed, snickering loudly. “I wonder if he’s related to you, Sasuke?”

“Shut it, Naruto!”
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Mission Impossible Chapter Thirty-One: Shut Up And Kiss Me

Summary: The love of your life, your soon to be husband, the one who completes your very soul… Even if he is not aware of that yet! You, [Full Name], are on a mission! A mission some will doom to frailer, but you shan’t give up! No, you shall win the heart of you beloved, Sasuke Uchiha! It is your destiny! Will you win his heart, humiliate yourself, crash and burn, or find love in an unexpected place? The choice is yours, fair one, choose wisely! CYOA(Choose Your Own Adventure)

Author’s Note:  Warning: underage drinking in this chapter… Or not. Your age isn’t stated anywhere so you could be fifty.

(1) Huh, Sasuke is very evil… But, you should already know that.

Disclaimer:  Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

Mission Impossible

By

Chettah90

Chapter Thirty-One:

Shut Up And Kiss Me

 

 

Choice: Chapter Nine, Choice One:

 

He walks away.

He stared at you with a mixture of un-sureness and curiosity; a look that seemed out of place on his normally blank face. Finally, he removed your arms and just walked away.

You weren’t sure what to do then. You could have followed him, but you didn’t think he would appreciate that right now…

“Erm, I think I’ll go train!” Naruto waved uncertainly at you before disappearing with Kakashi.

Sakura settled in next to you, never commenting but helped you clean up the mess in the kitchen. It was nice and comfortable, you were just happy Sakura didn’t want you dead or anything.

‘I wouldn’t mind being a housewife actually…’ You scribbled a quick “thank you” note. “I’ll see you later, Sakura-chan?”

She studied you before smiling. “I like the thought of having a rival again.”

You stared at the spot she had occupied, still a little stunned at her statement.  Returning home didn’t seem so appealing, but you were sure that you had worn out your welcome already…it was best not to push Sasuke especially after this “incident”. ‘Ugh, home is too far away… I’m so lazy…’

Sleep did not find you that night.
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Mission Impossible Chapter Thirty: Oh, So Now You Care?

Summary: The love of your life, your soon to be husband, the one who completes your very soul… Even if he is not aware of that yet! You, [Full Name], are on a mission! A mission some will doom to frailer, but you shan’t give up! No, you shall win the heart of you beloved, Sasuke Uchiha! It is your destiny! Will you win his heart, humiliate yourself, crash and burn, or find love in an unexpected place? The choice is yours, fair one, choose wisely! CYOA(Choose Your Own Adventure)

Author’s Note: I love writing your character…just sayin’.

Disclaimer:  Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

Mission Impossible

By

Chettah90

Chapter Thirty:

Oh, So Now You Care?

 

Choice: Chapter Eight, Choice Three:

Go get something to eat.

 

 

You pressed your nose into the soft collar of the shirt you were wearing—which happened to be Sasuke’s shirt actually. ‘Wow, it smells just like himSo comfortable…’

After yesterday’s “incident”, you had desperately needed a bath, but it wasn’t like you had an extra set of clothes with you nor did you want to walk around naked while your clothes dried, thus, raiding Sasuke’s closet was your only choice—although, you merely took a shirt and a pair of pants. You also used his toothbrush just for the heck of it… Yes, there was something very, very wrong with you.

‘What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him right?!’ However, it might hurt you… You shrugged, heading for the kitchen to get started on lunch. You opened the fridge and just stared. Problem? Sasuke didn’t keep his fridge stocked with the necessary food items… No wonder he was so skinny

Idiot.” You grumbled, closing the door. Well, it seemed you had little choice; you would have to go grocery shopping for him. You left him a note—and took a chunk of his cash he had hidden in the cookie jar, ha ha!—before heading off to the market. “Food…”

The streets of Konoha were as busy as always but you preferred it like that, it was easier to blend in… You hanging around the general public was kind of like mixing oil and water, it just wasn’t a good thing to do. For some reason, most everyone seemed to fear you, although, you hadn’t a clue why… It was hurtful really. There were some exceptions to the rule, like the person right across the street.

“Oh, hey, Hinata-san!” So much for blending in, you could have smacked yourself for your stupidity. ‘All well… I like Hinata-san anyway.’

“Go-Good morn-ing, [Name]-san…” Hinata smiled at you timidly, which you returned more enthusiastically. “How a-are you?”

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Mission Impossible Chapter Twenty-Nine: Tell Me Your Secrets And I Tell You No Lies

Summary: The love of your life, your soon to be husband, the one who completes your very soul… Even if he is not aware of that yet! You, [Full Name], are on a mission! A mission some will doom to frailer, but you shan’t give up! No, you shall win the heart of you beloved, Sasuke Uchiha! It is your destiny! Will you win his heart, humiliate yourself, crash and burn, or find love in an unexpected place? The choice is yours, fair one, choose wisely! CYOA(Choose Your Own Adventure)

Author’s Note:

Disclaimer:  Characters and other recognizable things in this story belong to their respective copyright owners. No copyright infringement is intended, I make no money from this fan work. The only thing I can lay claim to is the original character(s) and plot—or lack therefore.

 

Mission Impossible

By

Chettah90

 

Chapter Twenty-Nine:

Tell Me Your Secrets And I Tell You No Lies

 

Choice: Chapter Eight, Choice Two:

Stay out of the room.

Although, you were very curious as to why he wanted you to avoid the very back room, you decided to not break his trust by disobeying him. After all, he had been fairly nice to you so far, it was the least you could do. His final instruction of ‘make yourself useful’ made you grin, you almost felt like a housewife

Gag.

You stumbled to your feet—you weren’t called ‘Konoha’s Number One Clumsy Ninja’ for no reason!—and went to the bathroom to make yourself somewhat presentable. But after one glance in the mirror, you weren’t so sure that was even a possibility…

‘Well, might as well try… I never give up!’ You glanced around to make sure Sasuke was nowhere in sight before using his brush to untangle your mangled hair. Seriously, it was terrible; it looked like it had a mind of its own! After an eternity of tugging and pulling, you managed to free the [long/short/medium] [color] strands with a groan. “I hate you hair.” Your hair seemed to return your sentiments.

Your teeth needed a good dose of ‘tender loving care’, but you didn’t think Sasuke would appreciate you using his toothbrush, so, you settled on some mouth wash. After scrubbing your face, you sighed happily. “So much better! Now…”

While the room seemed fairly clean, Sasuke was a guy—you were pretty sure anyway—and, therefore, less neat… Well, by your standards anyway. You eyed the dirty clothes hamper and—after stealing an item of your choice for undisclosed purposes—you came to the perfect conclusion, “This is no way for my future husband to live! I will have to clean this up… Sasuke-kun will be so happy and will finally love me!”

Yeah, fat chance of that.

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