|
Rocky Horror Death Note Show |
|
|
|
|
|
|
This took forever for us to write. Be nice. Typos are plentiful....xD; We decided the best time to write this ewas like, between the hours of 10pm-1am, so we fail. Enjoy. MAJOR CURSING. xD;
----------------------------
"I would like to, if I may," an older man, known simply as Watari, began speaking to the lone figure seated across the desk from him.
"You would, wouldn't you?" the figure answered bitingly, not even allowing him a chance to finish speaking. Said figure held red eyes, shaggy black hair, and was rather ominous-looking.
"Beyond, please. I would like to, if I may, take you--"
"Where?"
"...on a strange journey."
"And how strange was this journey?"
"Well, it was a pretty ordinary night when Raito Yagami and his girlfriend Misa Amane, had left their home in Japan to go to meet the young boy's father in a town a few miles away, at the Taskforce headquarters."
"Is it true that you masturbate?" B questioned, chewing on his thumbnail and rapidly losing interest.
Watari rolled his eyes, but chose to keep weaving the setting for his story. "It's true, there were dark storm clouds in the direction they were headed."
"Is it also true that you're constipated?"
"It's true, also, that they lacked a spare tire. But, Raito and Misa assumed that, with their destination being but a few miles away, they would not need it. And, beyond that, they were not going to let a little bad weather spoil their plans for a night out. Oh, a night out... it was a night out they were going to remember--"
"For how long?"
"For a very, very long time."
The radio blabbered and babbled, as the brunette boy reached over and turned it off. "Wow, Raito, look, that's the third or foruth motorbike that's passed us by now!"
"Hey, wow. So the slut can count!"
"Isn't it dangerous to ride like that in this wheather?" the blonde girl asked, a stupid tone to her voice. Her nose and face was pressed to the window as she looked at the back of the motorcycle and smiled.
"Uh-huh." he nodded, completely and totally trying to ignore the idiot that sat next to him.
Misa turned back to him, a worried look gracing her face. "What's wrong, Raito-dearest?" she asked, touching his shoulder.
"...there's c** on the windshield!"
"I knew we should have taken the other road. Don't worry, we'll just go ba-" he started to say, before hearing a loud bang, almost more like a pop.
"And that was?" she asked, trying to look over the dashboard in curiosity, only seeing the rain falling outside. "Shoot, what happened?" she pouted.
"It's a blowout. I don't have any spares either." he sighed, taking the keys from the transmission and leaning back, thinking. "Wasn't there a old mansion or buidling or something a few miles back or so?" he asked the girl, who just shrugged her shoulders.
"Pssh. Mansions don't have phones, a*****e!"
"Was there?" she asked, tilting her head.
"I'm going to go look for it. Just stay here, okay?"
"But, Raito," she protested. "I wanna come with you!"
"No, Misa. Then we'll both just get wet, and there's no sense in that."
"I'm coming with you!" she declared.
"Or without you!"
"Besides, what if the owner of the mansion is a beauitful woman? You might not come back!"
The model let out a ditzy giggle, and her boyfriend sighed, defeated. He'd take a beautiful stranger over the girl sitting beside him, any day.
Nonetheless, the couple departed from their car, not having the sense to grab an umbrella.
"In the velvet darkness... of the blackest night... burning bright... there's a guiding star... no matter what, or who you are..." Misa began singing idly to herself, latching onto Raito's arm in an attempt to keep warm in the sudden rain. She looked up at him happily, before nuzzling her head into his arm, and starting back again. "There's a light, over at the Frankenstein place. There's a light... burning in the fireplace... There's a light.. a light, in the darkness of everybody's life..." she chirped, her boyfriend looked over to the side as if annoyed. She snuggled into his arm even tighter and looked around. There was another voice from afar, singing too.
The raven-haired man with the bags under his eyes gazed out the window at the two. He parted his lips slightly then, a voice came out. "Darkness must go down the river of night's dreaming...flow morphia slow, let the sun and light come streaming into my life." Adding, as he leaned closer to the window in an attempt to see better, "Into my life..."
The blonde smiled, returning the call. "There's a light...over at the Frankenstein place, there's a light, burning in the fireplace....there's a light. A light, in the darkness of everybody's....life." she sang finally. Smiling to herself, she continued clinging protectively to Raito's arm.
"Ugh." he groaned slightly.
"And so it would seem," Watari told B, gazing at him from across the desk. "That Raito and Misa had found the assistance that their plight required."
"Are you sure?"
"...or had they?"
"Raito!" Misa whined, upon reaching the front door of the old, decrepit house. "Can't we just go back? I'm cold! And this place is giving me the creeps!"
"Just a minute," Raito answered, wondering if she was ever going to loosen her grip on his arm. "They could have a phone."
At that moment, the door swung open. Standing before the suddenly dumb-struck couple was the dark-haired man Misa had seen in the window. He bore an uncanny resemblance to B, and was clad in an old suit, covered by an irrepressibly stained trenchcoat. What was that...? Blood...? "Hello."
"Um, hi. My name's Raito Yagami, and this is my girlfriend, Misa Amane. We don't mean to trouble you, but our car broke down a ways up the road, and we were wondering if you had a phone we could use."
"....you're wet."
"No s**t, sherlock."
"Yes, it's raining!" Misa pointed out.
Raito nodded at the girl, then looked to the dead-eyed man.
"Do you ******** your sister, Lawliet?"
"Yes...well..."
"Cummon, baby, get paranoid!"
"I think perhaps you'd better both come inside now." he said, biting on his thumbnail as B also did. He then jerked it away from his mouth and lead them in.
"I don't think I can come that far!"
"Oh, well, thank you!" Misa smiled, coming in but slowing her walking pace, gaping at the dusty old house. "Ick," she spat slightly. She then turned back to her beloved and shook a bit. "Oh, Raito. Now I'm scared...let's leave." Would this girl make up her mind already? It was stay and get a phone, or don't.
"Oh hush. We'll be in then out. It's probably just a club for weird orphans anyways," he said, hesistating, but holding her close with one arm. He then turned his attention back to the slouching man.
"This way, please," he directed, a lazy-looking hand and finger pointing down a short, hallway sort of structure. A huge elevator graced the middle. This must've been a particularly older house. You don't see those types of elevators anymore.
Misa looked around, hearing muffled music and laughing from behind some doors. "A party?" she asked, a goofy smile appearing on her face.
"Yes, Master is having one of his... affairs. You're lucky to have come." The man sighed on the word "affair".
Raito raised an eyebrow. "Oh, he's lucky!" Misa smiled.
A boy, who couldn't have been too much older than the age of twenty hung from the bannister. He wore a black dress and a white apron. Red hair, and orange goggles graced his head. "I'm lucky, you're lucky, he's lucky... WE'RE ALL LUCKY! AHAHAHAHAHA!" he shrieked, nearly falling off the piece of railing. The sudden outburst made both Raito and Misa shrink back, in some form of alarm.
The butler, L, began to leer at them. "It's astounding... time is fleeting... madness takes it's toll... but listen closely...."
"Not for very much longer," the boy hanging off the stairs added.
"I've got to.... keep control.... I REMEMBER, DOING THE TIME WARP! Drinking... those moments when.... the black mist would hit me...."
"And the void would be calling...."
"LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!"
"And how's it done, Watari?" B asked, getting more and more amused by the second.
"Well..." the older man began, standing, as if to demonstrate. "It's just a jump to the left..."
"And a step to the riiii-hi-hi-hight!"the group out on the floor sang, as they made the motions.
"With your hands on your hips," Watari said, placing his old, wrinkled hands on hips hips.
"Or somebody else's!" chuckled B wildly, as Watari rolled his eyes.
"You bring your knees in tiiiiiiight!" the group of supposed Transylvanians on the dance floor tossed out, doing just that. "But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insa-a-a-ane! Let's do the Time Warp again! LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!"
The redheaded boy from earlier danced out onto the floor, looking back at the young, normal couple. "It's so dreamy. Oh, fantasy free me! So you can't see me, no not at all. In another dimension, with voyeuristic intentions. Where secluded...I see all."he sang, then resting and looking over to L, the other person that had first greeted them.
"With a bit of a mind flip..." he continued.
"You're into the time slip!" the maid dress-clad boy moaned huskily, dancing slowly on a room divder that came up to about one's waist.
"And nothing can ever be the same." L smiled.
"You're spaced out on sensation." the other said, as they quickly turned their attention back to the raven-haired man.
"Like you're under sedaaaaaationnnn!"he sang roughly, Misa fainting, Raito catching her.
"LET'S DOOO THE TIME WARP AGAAAAIN!"
Out of the crowd of people, a small, white-haired boy in fishnet stockings, striped shorts, and a glittering corset stepped and began singing, too. "Well, I was walkin' down the street, just a-havin' a think, when a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink!" he winked, for emphasis. "He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise, he had a pickup truck, and the Devil's eyes! Stared at me, and I felt a change, time meant nothin', never would again!"
"LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!"
Once more, the Watari instructed, "It's just a jump to the left!"
"And then a step to the riiight!" the oddly-dressed people sang, replaying their previous dance moves.
"With your hands on your hips," he continued, looking over at the smiling young man across the desk.
"OR SOMEBODY ELSE'S!" B screamed, the older man passing it off again with a sigh.
"You bring your knees in tight, but it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insa-a-a-ane! Let's do the Time Warp again! Let's do the Time Warp again!"
"TWO, FOUR, SIX, EIGHT, SHOW US HOW YOU MASTURBATE! ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR GET YOUR a** UP OFF THE FLOOR!"
"Let's do the Time Warp again! Let's do the Time Warp again!"
"It's just a jump to the left!" Watari demonstrated yet again, this time standing on his desk.
"And then a step to the riiiiiiight!"
"With your hands on your hips!"
"OR SOMEBODY ELSE'S!"
"You bring your knees in tight! But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insa-a-a-ane! Let's do the Time Warp again! Let's do the Time Warp again!"
And on that note, the crowd of freaks dropped to the floor. Said dropping was followed by an awkward silence, during which Misa elbowed her boyfriend and urged, "Say something!"
"Uhh... any of you guys know how to Madison?"
"a*****e!"
The blonde stomped slightly with her foot and sighed. "I wanna go!"
"Hold on, Misa. We can go in a minute, I swe-" he tried to tell her, but she interrupted.
"They're all kookoo!" she argued.
"It's a party, what would you expect?"
"I still wanna go!"
"We can't go until I get a phone."
"Ask that guy, or something, then!" she said, pointing to L.
"Well, let's not crash their party, okay?" Raito said, an annoyed tone in his voice. "Plus, they're probably from another country, like Britain, or something." he smiled slightly. "They may do more..."
"********?!"
"...folk dancing."
The group of party-goers laughed at the sight in the elevator behind them.
"Look, I'm cold, I'm wet, and I'm reaaaally scared!" she exclaimed, suddenly gaping at a surprising sight.
"I'm here, don't worry," Raito told her coldly. She just shrieked loudly in response, fainting once more.
"How do you do?" the cloaked figure in the elevator singsonged, flashing Raito a lipsticky grin that could only be described as devilish. "I see you've met my faithful handyman." He shot a look in L's direction. "He's just a little brought down because... when you knocked... he thought you were the candy man."
L shot a look back, as the newcomer began making his way out of the elevator and towards the crowd of people.
"Don't get strung out by the way I look! Don't judge a book by it's cover! I'm not much of a man by the light of day... BUT BY NIGHT I'M ONE HELL OF A LOVER!" He tossed the cloak aside, revealing a very strange site, indeed.
"I'm just a sweet Transvestite, from Transsexual, Transylvania!" he sang, dancing around in women's underwear, before coming towards the couple. Raito and Misa backed up, away from the blonde man. "Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound. You look like you're both pretty... groovy," his lips rang. "Or if you want something visual, that's not too abysmal, we could take in an old,"
"KEANU REEVES'."
"Steve Reeves' movie."
"I'm glad we caught you at home," Raito told him, though he was wary of speaking to the strange man before him. "Could we use your phone? We're both in a bit of a hurry."
"Right!" Misa chirped.
"We'll just say where we are," the auburn-haired boy continued. "Then go back to the car. We don't want to be any worry."
"Well, you got caught with a flat?" their host inquired, smiling that devilish smile again. "How 'bout that? Well, babies, don't you panic. By the light of the night, it'll all seem all right. I'll get you a satanic mechaninc! I'm just a Sweet Transvestite! From Transsexual, Transylvania!"
He strutted over to his chair, plopping down in it sideways. Matt stood behind it, resting his head on the back, while L kneeled down next to Mello. Near took his place behind the blonde boy's legs. "Why don't you...stay for the night?"
"Night!" hissed L.
"Or maybe a bite?"
"Bite!"snapped Near, baring his teeth. Matt tilted his head and puckered his lips slightly, but said nothing as the blonde looked back at L. "I could show you my favorite obsession...."
"SEX!" screamed a voice.
"I've been making a man, with blonde hair and a tan...."
"What's he good for?!"
"And he's good for relieving my-"
"Hard on!"
"...Tension." His face showed a slight annoyance with the voice that kept interrupting him. "I'm just a sweet transvestite..."
"Sweet transvestite!" Matt, L, and Near echoed, the former now hanging off the latter.
"From Transsexual, Transylvania-a-a-a!" At this point, the strange, blond man rose from his chair, and made his way back towards Raito, Misa, and the elevator. Stepping in, he added, "So! Come up to the lab, and see what's on the slab! I see you shiver with antici..."
"SAY IT!"
"...pation. But maybe the rain isn't really to blame! So I'll remove the cause... but not the symptom!"
The baggy-eye man and the dark-blue eyed boy in the dress came over, taking away the couple's jackets.
"Oh, thanks."
"Thank you."
They then proceeded to stripping them of everything but their underwear.
"Eek, oh, ugh, Raito!" Misa fussed once more.
"Just play along, Misa." Raito replied dully.
The white haired boy came over and smiled as the clothing was thrown onto him arm. "Slowly, slowly!" he screeched. "It's too nice a job to rush." he smiled.
"Um, hi. I'm Raito Yagami."
"a*****e!"
"This is my girlfriend, Misa Amane."
"Slut!"
"And you are..?" he asked.
"You're lucky to be invited up to Mello's lab!" he said, completely ignoring the man's question. "Some people would give their right arm for the privilege."
"Take mine!"
"People like you maybe?"
"Hah! I've seen it!" he scoffed.
"Come along, the Master doesn't like to be kept waiting." ordered Matt, pushing the couple towards the elevator. They resisted a bit. "Shift it!"
"Is he..." Misa addressed to Matt, once the lot of them was in the elevator. "Mello, I mean... are you two... together?"
Near let out a high-pitched giggle.
"The Master is not yet married," L told her. "Nor do I think he will ever be. We're nothing more than his.... servants."
"Oh."
Upon reaching the laboratory, the party of five was greeted by Mello, a vibrant green smock covering his lingerie.
"Everybody out of the elevator! Sluts first, assholes second, weirdoes to the rear!"
"Matt..." he began. "Near... go and assist L. I will entertain..." he extended a gloved hand to Raito.
"Raito Yagami."
"a*****e!"
"This is my girlfriend, Misa Amane."
"Slut!"
Mello smirked at the couple; That awful, huge, evil smirk. He then took the blonde girl's hand and lifted it with his own and kissed it lightly. "Enchant'." Misa took her hand back and giggled slightly. "And what charming underclothes you both have."
"They're Fruit Of The Loom!"
"But here, put these on, they'll make you feel less... vulnerable," he said, the group of Translyvanians laughing. "It's not often we receive visitors here, let alone offer them hospitality." he told them.
Raito tensed up. "Hospitality?! We just wanted to use a goddamn phone...! A simple request which you've chosen to ignore!" he growled.
"Raito! don't be ungrateful!" his girlfriend piped up.
"Ungrateful!" he repeated.
"How forceful you are, Raito... such a perfect specimen of... manhood. So..."
"Big?!"
"...dominant." Mello concluded, after the voice had quit. "You must be awfully proud of him, Misa."
"Oh, well, of course." She smiled.
He looked back to Raito. "Do you have any tattoos, Raito?"
"Of course not..!" he snapped.
"And you?" Mello turned to Misa.
"Oh, well.." she giggled again, acting a bit bashful. L then walked back into sight.
"Everything is in readiness Master, we merely await your... word."
"Excellent!" Mello chirped, making his way across the lab, and to a microphone. Matt and Near followed.
"Hey, Mello, when's the orgy?!"
"Tonight! My unconventional conventionalists, you are to witness a new breakthrough in biochemical research.... and paradise is to be mine! It was strange, the way it happened... suddenly, you get a break, and it's like.... all the pieces seem to fit into place! The answer was there all along, it just took a small accident to make it happen..."
"What was your birth?!"
"An accident!"
"An accident!" Matt and Near echoed.
"That's how I discovered the secret, that elusive ingredient, that.... spark that is the breath of life. Yes--"
"Do you hold that knowledge?!"
"I have that knowledge. I hold the secret--"
"To life?!"
"To life--"
"It's self?!"
"It's self! You see, you are fortunate, for tonight is the night that my beautiful creature is destined to be born!"
The group of Transylvanians clapped and cheered excitedly.
"Now..." Mello started again, looking towards L. "Throw open the switches on the sonic oscillator, and step up the reactor imput THREE MORE POINTS!"
The hunching man tapped the triangular buttons, watching them glow brightly. Misa dug her nose into Raito's chest. "Oh, Raito...!" she cried, obviously shaken up.
"It's alright, Misa!" he assured her, as the tank structure filled with color. The mummy in it stood still. Suddenly, it all stopped and he arose. Mello removed the face wrapping quickly and squealed.
"Oh, Mikami!"
"Say something intelligent, Mikami!"
"Ugggh... The Sword of Damocles is hanging over my head! And I've got the feeling someone's gonna be cutting the thread!" he started to sing, as L went crazy and started bringing the device from the ceiling, apprently having a good time with it. Mello ran over and kicked him away. "Oh, woe is me, my life is a misery! And can't you see that I'm at the start of a pretty big downer! I woke up this morning with a start when I fell out of bed--"
"That ain't no crime!" the guests sang in backup.
"And left from my dreaming was a feeling of unnamable dread!"
"That ain't no crime!"
"My high is low. I'm dressed up with no place to go! And all I know is that I'm at the start of a pretty big downer." Mikami sang once more, as Near and Matt clipped the rest of the bandages from his body. Mello rushed up and tried to wrap his arms around him, failing.
"Oh, Mikami!" he shrieked. The creation burst away from him and practically danced out of his bandages. He was wearing nothing but shiny gold shoes and a... speedo?
"Sha-la-la, that ain't no crime!" the party-goers continued.
"The sword of Damocles is hanging over my head!"
"That ain't no crime!"
"And I've got the feeling someone's gonna be cutting the thread!"
"That ain't no crime!"
"Oh, woe is me, my life is a mystery! And, can't you see that I'm at the start of a pretty big downer!"
"Sha-la-la, that ain't no crime!"
"Now, really!" Mello scolded, once all singing had ceased. "That's no way to behave on your first day out! But... hmmn. Since you're such an... exceptional beauty, I'm willing to forgive you."
Mikami smiled graciously.
"Oh, I just love success!"
"He's a credit to your genius, Master," L offered.
"A triumph of your will!" Matt agreed.
"...he's okay!" Near piped in.
"Okay? OKAY?!" the blond man raged. "I think we can do better than that! Raito? Misa? What do you think?"
"Lie through your teeth, Misa!"
"Well... I don't like men with too many muscles..." Misa told Mello timidly, worried of his reaction.
"I didn't make him, for you!" he spat at the girl, making her shrink back. "He carries the Charles Atlas Seal of Approval!" he said proudly, music starting up again.
"Describe L!"
"A weakling weighing 98 pounds, will get sand in his face when kicked to the ground. And soon in the gym with a determined chin, the sweat from his pores as he works for his cause... will make him glisten, and gleam... And with massage and just a little bit of ste-hee-hee-hee-heeem..." Mello said, running his finger from Mikami's chest down to the line of his speedo. He chuckled slightly as his body went giddy.
Meanwhile, Mikami examined his "birthday" gifts. Weights.
"He'll be pink and quite clean. He'll be a strong man, oh honey, but the wrong man!" the blonde sang dramatically, as he went over and pulled out another large present. "He'll eat nutritious, high protein, and swallow raw eggs, try to build up his shoulders, his chest, arms, and-"
"Balls!"
"Legs!" he finished, making a funny face. "Such an effort, if he only knew of my plan, in just seven days--"
"AND SIX LONG NIGHTS!"
"I can make you a--"
"f**! JUST LIKE YOUR DAD! KYAHAHAHA!"
"Man! He'll do press-up and chip-ups," Mello sang gracefully, watching Mikami do pushups on the floor. "Do the snatch, clean, and jerk."
"OFF!"
"He digs dynamic tension, must be hard work. Such strenuous living, I just don't understand... when in just seven days-"
"AND SIX LOOONG NIGHTS!"
"I could make you a--"
"f**, JUST LIKE YOUR DAD!"
"A man~!" he finished, walking over in front of a red door with Mikami and pulling him close. Suddenly, a loud "BEEPBEEPBEEP" filled the air. Mello skittered out of the way of the door, and dragged his creaton with him. "Ah!"
Near put his arms up in the air excitedly. "Gevanniiiiii!" he squealed, running closer as a dark haired man rode in on his motorbike.
"Whatever happened to Saturday night?" the man, Gevanni, sang out, discarding his helmet on the floor. "When you dressed up sharp and you felt alright! It don't seem the same since cosmic light came into my life-- I thought I was divine! I used to go for a ride with a chick who'd go, and listen to the music on the radio!" At this point, he grinned at Near, making the younger boy squeal excitedly. "A saxophone was blowin' on a rock'n'roll show, we climbed in the back seat-- really had a good ti-i-i-ime!"
The snowy-haired boy grabbed at Gevanni's knuckles, and licked them slightly before kissing them. He smiled a huge, toothy grin. "Hot patootie, bless my soul,"
"SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK N' ROLL!"
"I really love that rock n' roll!" he said, hitting high, yet deep notes. "My head, it used to swim from the perfume I smelled, my hands kinda fumbled with her white plastic belt. I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt, she'd whisper in my ear tonight she really was mine! Get back in front, put some hair oil on, Buddy Holly was singing his very last song. With your arms around your girl, you try to sing along!" he said, pulling Near close. "It felt pretty good, whoo! We really had a good time!"
Gevanni set Near down on the back of his motorbike, while Matt and L were dancing in the freezer-like room. The unfortunate singer saw Mello coming at him, something behind his back, a huge smile gracing his face. He then drew the pickaxe from behind his back and rushed at the leather-jacket clad man, who fled. He ran into the cooler, Near screaming in terror the whole time.
"Nooo! Nooo! Augggh! Ugghh!" Near shrieked. He heard a few yelps of terror, then watched as Mello emerged, his pink gloves covered in blood.
"THAT'S NO WAY TO PICK YOUR FRIENDS!"
"One for the vaults," Mello muttered, extending his hands towards Matt. The redhead got the message, and gingerly pulled off the now hopelessly ruined gloves, before tossing them aside.
Mikami groaned, in some mixture of confusion and terror. His creator took note of this and murmured, "Oh, baby, don't be upset... besides. It was a mercy killing. Sure, he had some sort of charm... but no muscle... oh!" a smile crept it's way across Mello's face as he slowly launched back into song. "A deltoid and a bicep... a cut groin, and a tricep... makes me wanna... oooh! Shake! Makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand! In just seven days--"
"KYAHAHAH! AND SIX LONG NIGHTS!"
"I can make you a--"
"f**! JUST LIKE YOUR DAD!"
"Maaaaaan! I don't want no dissention, just dynamic tension... in just seven days, I can make you a man! Dig it if you ca-a-a-an! In just seven days, I CAN MAKE YOU A MAN!"
"There are some in this world who say that life is an illusion," Watari explained to B.
"Like your neck!"
"And that reality is merely a figment of the imagination."
"Like your neck!"
"If this was so, Raito and Misa would be perfectly safe. However, at the sudden departure of their host and his creation, they were left feeling both apprehensive and uneasy--"
"Whatever happened to feeling gay and merry?!"
"A feeling which grew as they were shown to their separate rooms for the evening."
Misa was thrown into the room, her shoudler bumping a container that held a funny looking liquid. Squeaking, she laid down in bed, trying to doze off the sleep.
She heard someone knock, and poked her head out from under the covers. "Who is it?"
"Imitation a*****e, calling!"
"It's only me, Misa," said a familiar voice, and she relaxed.
"Oh, Raito." Misa smiled. The body climbed into her bed. "Oh, I hope so..."
She began stroking his hair, until it.... came off! "Oh, it's you! You, ugh!" she squealed.
"I'm afraid so, Misa-dear. But isn't it nice?" Mello smirked, pushing her back down onto the bed.
"Ugh, get off! You monster! What have you done with Raito?!" she screamed at him.
"Nothing, yet!"
"Nothing... oh, why? Do you think I should?" he asked.
"You tricked me! You, you... I would have never...! Ugh!" Misa fussed.
"Oh, I know, but... it isn't all bad is it?" he asked her, then began kissing her, frantically, all over. "I think you actually enjoy it."
"Oh, oh stop! I mean help! Oh Raito, Raito!"
"HE'S NOT DOWN THERE! KYAHAHA!"
Meanwhile, Raito had also been shoved into his own room, one that eerily resembled his girlfriend's. Shuddering slightly, mostly at the thought of being left alone in that house, he climbed into the bed.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Who's there?" he called gruffly.
"IMITATION a*****e, PART TWO!"
Whomever it was scurried into the room, and over to the auburn-haired boy's bed.
"Oh, Raito-darling... it's no good here..." a small voice, sounding like Misa's spoke, before the owner of said voice crawled into bed with Raito.
"Don't worry, Misa," he muttered, idly playing with the hair of whom he believed to be his girlfriend, only for it to... come off?
"You!" he shouted, pulling back from Mello.
"I'm afraid so, Raito... but isn't it nice?"
"What have you done with Misa?"
"MORE THAN YOU HAVE!"
"Oh, nothing..." the blond replied. "Why? Do you think I should?"
He stared him down with cold, brown eyes. "You tricked me. I wouldn't have, I'd never, never, never!" he exclaimed.
"WHAT ABOUT THAT ONE TIME IN BOY SCOUTS?"
Mello looked at the brown-haired boy seductively. "Yes, I know, but it isn't all bad is it? Not even half bad. I think you really quite enjoyed it..." he mumbled, trying to make another move on the man.
"Oh stop it, stop it. Misa... Misa...!!" he shouted.
"SHE'S NOT DOWN THERE!"
"She's proabably asleep by now, would you really want her to see you, like this?" the transvestite smirked.
"Like this, like hell!" Raito shouted. "It's your fault... you're to blame!"
"Oh, come now, Raito... admit it. You liked it, didn't you? It's not a crime to give yourself over to pleasure now and then..."
"EXCEPT IN WINCHESTER!"
They fiddled around in the bed some more, as Raito then huffed. "You promise you won't tell Misa?" he asked the other man.
"On my...mother's grave. Mmn." he groaned.
A voice then interrupted. "Master, Mikami has broken his chains and vanished. The playmate is loose on the grounds somewhere. Matt has just released the dogs."
Mello took his head up from the position and sighed. "Coming!"
"SO IS RAITO!"
"What's happening here?" Misa whispered to herself, climbing into the elevator. "Where's Raito? Where's anybody?" She was on the brink of tears. "Oh... if only we hadn't made this journey..."
"BUT YOU DID!"
"If only the car hadn't broken down..."
"BUT IT DID!"
"If only we were amongst friends... or even sane people!"
"BUT YOU'RE NOT! KYAHAHAHA!"
The elevator came to a stop in Mello's lab, and Misa slowly stepped off. She could see Mikami sitting in the tank again, bloodied and battered from his run-in with the Dogs.
"You're hurt!" she exclaimed. "Did they do this to you?"
He sputtered slightly, making a crying sound before nodding to her in a "yes" reply. She walked over. "I'll dress your wounds!" Misa smiled a ditzy, friendly smile, until it disappeared and another appeared in it's place.
"Emotion: Agitation or disturbance of mind, vehement or excited mental state. It is also a powerful and irrational master. And from what Matt and Near eagerly viewed on their television monitor, there seemed little doubt that Misa was indeed it's slave."
"Tell us about it, Misa! Hahahahaha!" they cackled. Matt was blowdrying his hair, in women's underwear, while Near, clad in striped pajamas and Mickey Mouse ears, was painting the redhead's toenails.
"I was feeling done in, couldn't win. The only other I'd kissed before." she started to sing.
"You mean she's?"
"A VIRGIN?"
"Uh-huh!"
"I thought there's no use getting into heavy petting..." she smiled, lifting Mikami's hand close to her chest, then forcing it away.
"TOO LATE!"
"It only leads to trouble, and seat-wetting... now all I want to know is how to go... I've tasted blood and I want more..."
"More! More! More!" Matt and Near chanted.
"I'll put up no resistance... I want to stay the distance... I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance! Touch-a, touch-a, touch-a touch me! I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!"
Misa and Mikami then maneuvered themselves so that the former was in the tank, as well, facing the latter. "Then if anything grows..."
"IT WILL!"
"While you pose..." she giggled. "I'll oil you up and rub you down..."
"Down! Down! Down!" Matt and Near called out, getting a huge kick out of the spectacle at hand.
"And that's just one small fraction of the main attraction... you need a friendly hand... ah, I need action! Touch-a, touch-a, touch-a, touch me! I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!"
"Touch-a, touch-a, touch-a, touch me!" Near mocked, his voice going up an octave.
"I wanna be dirty!" Matt answered huskily, tugging on the younger boy's pajamas.
"Thrill me, chill me, fufill me!" the albino laughed again.
"Creature of the night!" said Matt loudly, dropping the hairdryer and laughing again.
"Oh! Touch-a, touch-a, touch-a, touch me, I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me creature of the night!" Misa sang, smiling all the while and laughing a bit. She opened her eyes slightly.
"Creature of the night!" said Mikami, smiling dumbly.
then Raito appeared. "Creature of the night."
Then Mello. "Creature of the night!"
And then, Matt. "Creature of the night!"
She then saw the dark-haired man. "Creature of the night."
Then, Near. "Creature of the niiiight!" he exclaimed, as the form then turned back into Mikami.
"Creature of the night!"
"Creature of the night, ahh!" she panted, then crawled under the red blankets.
"HOW DO YOU SAY, 'THANK YOU' IN FRENCH?!"
"Mercy!" L cried out, as Mello beat him senselessly with a whip meant for horses.
"How did it happen?!" the blond demanded, cracking his whip again.
"I was only away for a minute, Master!"
"Well, see if you can find him on the monitor!"
L did as instructed, and clicked on the small screen. On it, he viewed an older man with greying hair, standing outside in the rain. "Master, we have a visitor!"
"Hey! That's Dr. Soichiro!" exclaimed Raito excitedly. L looked at him. "You know this earthling... this human?" he asked.
"Yeah. He's a really old friend of mine." he explained.
"I see!" Mello said, looking overto the brown-eyed boy. "So this wasn't simply a chance meeting? You came here on purpose?"
"I told you our car had a flat! I wasn't lying!" he growled.
"ASSHOLES NEVER LIE!"
The blonde sighed. "I know what you told me, Raito. But Dr. Soichiro's name is not unknown to me."
"He's also my father," Raito supplied.
"And now he works for your government, right, Raito? He's attatched to the Bureau of Investigation, of that which you call UFOs! Am I correct, Raito?"
"He might be, I don't--"
"The intruder is entering the building, Master," L informed, cutting the discussion short.
"WHAT ROOM IS HE IN, NOW?"
"He'll probably be in the Zen Room..." Mello mused.
"THE ZEN ROOM?! s**t! I LEFT A JOINT IN THERE!"
"Shall we inquire of him in person?"
"Great Scott!" Raito gasped, as the man was dragged to the room by large magnet-type objects that Mello and his goons owned.
"Raito, what are you doing here?"
"GETTING LAID BY A f**! KYAHAHAHA!"
"Don't play games, Dr. Soichiro. You know perfectly well what Raito is doing here. It was part of your plan was it not, that he and his female should check the layout for you?" the blonde questioned, a dull look on his face. "Well, unfortunately for you all, the plans are to be changed. I hope you're adaptable Dr. Soichiro, I know Raito is."
"You promised you wouldn't tell!"
"I can assure you that Raito's presence here comes as a complete surprise to me. I came to find Gevanni." the older man said.
"Gevanni? I've seen him..." Raito mumbled.
Mello's face perked slightly. Not with happiness, it just perked. "Gevanni, what do you know of Gevanni, Dr. Soichiro?" he asked him.
"Well, I happen to know a lot of things."
"F!"
"You see..."
"K! SPELLS ********!"
"Gevanni happens to be my nephew."
"Dr. Soichiro--" Raito started, but was promptly cut off by a sudden rustling of sheets coming from behind them, in the tank.
"MOUSEKETEER ROLE-CALL!"
"Misa!" Soichiro exclaimed, somewhat shocked to see his son's girlfriend, hardly decent, standing beside Mikami.
"Dr. Soichiro!" she answered, just as shocked as he was.
"MISA!" Raito cried out sternly.
"Raito!"
"Mikami!" Mello shouted, far louder than any of the others.
Mikami grunted in response.
"Misa!"
"Dr. Soichiro!"
"Misa!"
"Raito!"
"Mikami!"
Grunt.
"Misa!"
"Dr. Soichiro!"
"Misa!"
"Raito!"
"Mikami!"
Grunt.
"Mikami-"
"UGH!"
"Listen! I made, you-"
"CAN YOU BREAK HIM?"
"And I can break you just as easily!" the tranny spat. He was then interrupted by a loud, DONNNNNG!
"Masta! Dinner is prepared!" called Matt from the balcony. There he was, in his women's lingerie, the gong hanging from his arm, the mallet in the other hand.
"s**t, I HATE PREPARED!"
"Exellent. Under the circumstances, formal dress is to be.... optional," he growled, before the voice sounded again.
"TOGA! TOGA! TOGA! KYAAHAAHAHAHA!"
Where was that coming from? It was getting on Mello's nerves.
"Food has always played a vital role in life's rituals. The breaking of bread, the last meal of a condemned man, and now... this meal--" Watari started, before another rude interruption from B.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. WHY THE ******** DOES HE HAVE SEVEN FORKS?"
"Ugh, B, please." he sighed once more. "However informal as it may appear, you can be sure there was to be very little, bon ami."
"WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST, MELLO?!"
"A toast!" Mello suggested brightly, once everyone was gathered around the table in his dining room. "To abset friends."
Halfheardly, the others raised their glasses. "To absent friends."
"And to Mikami. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mikami... shall we?"
"HEY MIKAMI, EAT LIKE A MARINE! NO, EAT LIKE A MARINE OFFICER!"
"We came here to discuss Gevanni," Soichiro reminded.
"Gevanni?" Near asked, saddened and surprised at the mention of his name.
"That's a rather tender subject..." the blond man commented, a smirk playing at his lips. "Anyone for another slice?"
The snowy-haired boy stood, backing away from the table slightly. "Um, excuse me..." he mumbled, running off to his room and shutting the door. Everyone shrunk in their chairs a bit as an odd, high-pitched squeal of sadness was heard. "EGGGHHHAAAHHHHGGH. Huhuh." they heard him scream and sob.
Soichiro looked down to his lap. "I knew he was in with a bad crowd, but this is worse than I thought... aliens!" And after a pause, he began to sing. "From the day he was born..."
"NOT THE NIGHT, BUT THE DAY!"
"He was trouble."
"WITH A CAPITAL T!"
"He was the thorn..."
"NOT THE ROSE, BUT THE THORN!"
"In his mother's side."
"NOT THE FRONT, BUT THE SIDE!"
"She tried in vain..."
"But he never cause her nothing but shame," Watari put in.
"He left home the day she died..."
"HIT IT!"
"From the day she was gone, all he wanted was rock'n'roll porn and a motorbike. Shooting up junk--"
"He was a low-down, cheap little punk!" Watari spat, as B shouted, "YAY PUNKS!".
"Taking everyone for a ride!" Soichiro continued, before everyone at the table joined him in singing. "When Gevanni said he didn't like his teddy, you knew he was a no-good kid! But when he threatened your life with a switchblade knife--"
"What a guy," Mello muttered sarcastically.
"Makes you cry!" Misa chirped.
"And I did!"
Near was weeping at the desk in his room. Picutres of the dead young man were plastered on his walls and everything else. "Everybody shoved him. I very, nearly, loved him. I said "'Ey listen, to me! Stay sane inside insanity! But, he locked the door and threw away the key!" he sang, the cried a bit more.
"But be must have been drawn--"
"BY A PENCIL OR A PEN!"
"Into something...making him warn-"
"WHO?"
"Me in a note which reads--"
"What's it say, what's it say?!" the others asked eagerly.
A voice could be heard from the distance, as if in a cave. "I'm outta my head."
"HED!"
"Oh, hurry, or I may be dead!"
"GOT THAT ONE RIGHT!"
"They mustn't carry out their evil deeds!" he narrated, then a loud scream came from the same voice.
The group braced themselves, taking deep breaths. "When Gevanni said he didn't like his teddy, you knew he was a no good kid! But when he threatened your life with a switchblade knife..."
"What a-"
"f**!"
"Guy."
"Makes you-"
"GAG!"
"Cry."
"And I did." finished off Soichiro.
"When Gevanni said he didn't like his teddy, you knew he was a no-good kid! But when he threatened your life with a switch-blade knife--"
"What a guy!"
"Makes you cry!"
"And I did!"
Suddenly, and without warning, Mello stood and tore back the tablecloth, revealing the butchered remains of Gevanni. Misa shrieked, and clutched Mikami. Raito looked like he might gag.
"Oh, Mikami!" the blond man shouted. "How could you?!"
"WHICH WAY, WHICH WAY?"
"This way, this way!" directed Soichiro. Meanwhile, Matt and L were laughing their asses off over at Mello's chair. "Hahahahahaaha!"
"Hahahah- SHUT UP." spat L.
Mello cornered the other blonde and slapped her. "Ack!" she screeched, then took off running up and down the stairwells, trying to avoid the crazy transvestite.
Eventually, Mello chased the poor girl back into his lab, the others trailing behind them.
When Soichiro, Raito, and Misa found their way to the platform in the middle of the room, the evil genius before them found it appropriate to alert the three of their fate. "The Transducer will seduce ya!"
"My feet!" the model shrieked. "I can't move my feet!"
"My wheels! My God, I can't move my wheels!" Soichiro added. "Wait... what?"
"MY SOCKS! I CAN'T MOVE MY SOCKS!"
"It is as if we're glued to this spot!" Raito shouted angrily.
"You ARE!" Mello answered, smiling a half-crazy smile. "So quake with fear, you tiny fools!"
Matt and L stood at a switch that was labeled "Medusa" and smiled slightly at the fools stuck to the platform. They looked over at Mello, waiting for the nod as a sign to pull the switch. Matt's was a large, slim smile, his cloudy eyes making the effect creepier. L was creepy anyways, but his smile made him look unhuman.
"Oh, we're trapped!" Misa cried, fear welling up in her chest.
"It's something you'll get used to!" their cross-dressing host sang out. "A mental ******** can be nice!"
The gray-haired Soichiro looked up to Mello, rubbing his chin as well. "You won't find Earth people quite the easy mark you've imagined. This Sonic Transducer, it is I suppose, some kind of audio-vibratory, physio-molecular, transport device?" he seemed to ask the blonde, a curious curl upon his lips.
"You mean?!"
"A VIBRATOR?"
"Yes, Raito. it's something we ourselves have been working on for quite a while now, but it seems our friend here has found a means of perfecting it."
"A PERFECT VIBRATOR!"
"A device which is capable of breaking down solid matter and then projecting it through space and who knows, perhaps even time itself!" he finished, looking up to his young son.
"A PERFECT, PORTABLE VIBRATOR! KYAHAHAHA!"
Misa's face then twisted in horror. "You mean he's going to send us to another planet?!"
It was at that moment that Mello decided to alert his assistants to unleash their secret weapon-- the medusa-fier. To make a long story short, they froze Soichiro, Raito, and Misa, instantly shutting them up. But this didn't side well with poor Near, who burst into the lab during the chaos.
"My God, I can't stand any more of this!" he cried. "First, you spurn me for Gevanni, and then you throw him off like an old overcoat for Mikami! You chew people up, and you spit them out again!"
"DO YOU LOVE ME?!"
"I loved you!"
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU."
"Do you hear me?! I loved you. And what did it get me? Yeah, I'll tell you, a big nothing! You're like a sponge, Mello! You take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion. And I've had enough! You gotta choose between me and Mikami, so who's it gonna be, huh?!"
He looked over to Matt and L, then nodded his head harshly. The young albino was also medusa'd. He mad an odd face. "It's not easy having a good time... just smiling makes my face ache." he said, then biting his knuckle and looking at the statues around him. Mello ran over to the red wall and whimpered slightly. "And my children turn on me, Mikami's behaving just the way that Gevanni did. Do you think I made a mistake, splitting his brain between the two of them?" he asked the redhead, who along with L, had followed him over.
Matt shook his hair slightly and growled. "Oh, I grow tired of the world! When can we return to Transylvania, huh?!"
"Matt, I am indeed grateful, to both you and L. You have both served me well. Loyalty such as yours shall not go unrewarded. You will discover, that when the mood takes me I can be quite generous." he smiled back to them.
Matt felt a boney finger rub the back of his arm, as he smiled and slowly looked back at L. "I ask for nothing, Master!" he snapped at him. Mello looked at him and his face went sour.
"And you shall receive it, in abundance!" he shouted, then turned and went to walk away. "Come, we're ready for the floorshow."
"So you see," Watari began again. "It seemed that fate had decided Raito and Misa should keep their appointment with Dr. Soichiro. But it was in a situation beyond what any of them could imagine. Obviously, their host was a man of little morals, and some persuasion. What further indignities would he subject Raito and Misa to? And what of the floorshow he had spoken of?"
"What, indeed! Tell me, Watari, where do you masturbate?"
"In an empty house? In the middle of the night? What diabolical plan could have seized Mello's crazed imagination? From what had been seen before, it was clear that this was to be--"
"A picnic?!"
"No picnic."
"...aw man."
There on the stage they stood in a row. Flashy, skimpy comstumes decorated their bodies. Mello ran down the stage quickly and added finishing touches, before over to the light switches, he ran his fingers and hands over them quickly. He then pulled up the curtain, adn hit the de-medusa switch. The albino boy was the first one to hop back into motion. He smiled and looked out at the empty stage.
"It was great when it all began, I was a regular Mello faaaaaan! But it was over when he had the plan, to start a-working on a muscle man. Now the only thing that gives me hope, is my love of a certain dope. Rose tints my world, keeps me safe from my trouble and pain!" He then stopped and went over to the side of the stage and propped himself up on one hand against the wall. Next, Mikami had been released.
"I am just seven hours old!" he sang out.
"AND CAN'T DANCE!"
"Truly beautiful to behold."
"BUT YOU CAN'T DANCE!"
"And somebody should be told--"
"THAT YOU CAN'T DANCE!"
"My libido hasn't been controlled. Now the only thing I've come to trust is an orgasmic rush of lust! Rose tints my world, keeps me safe from my trouble and pain!"
He directed himself in the direction of Near, and before long, Raito was released, as well.
He looked around with a almost scared expression. "It's beyond me, help me mommy! I'll be good, you'll see, take this dream away. What's this?"
"THE FLOOR!"
"Let's see."
"YEP, IT'S THE FLOOR!"
"I feel...sexy. What's come over me? Whoa, here it comes again!"
Then, Misa was released. "Oh, I feel released, bad times decreased. My confidence has increased, reality is here. The game has has been disbanded, my mind has been expanded. It's a gas that Mello's landed, his lust is so sincere!" she sang, then blew a kiss, and took her place on the other side of the stage as a different tune started and the curtain lfted.
The wall behind the curtain was adorned with the RKO Radio emblem, blown up to a rather large proportion. And in front of it stood Mello.
"What ever happened to Faye Wray?" he singsonged. "That delicate, satin-draped frame..."
"IT WAS POLYESTER!"
"As it clung to her thigh... how I started to cry... 'cause I wanted to be dressed just the same. Give yourself over to absolute pleasure! Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh! Erotic nightmares, beyond any measure... and sensual daydreams to treasure forever...." He stepped out onto a diving board that had folded out, then looking up to the ceiling. "Can't you just see it, oh, oh, ho...!" he sang once more, before jumping into a fog-veiled pool. "Don't dream it, be it... ...don't.." he smiled, floating around in a titanic liferaft thingy.
"Ach! We've got to get out of this trap. Before this decadence saps our wills. I've got to be strong and try to hang on, or else my mind may well snap!"
"CRACKLE, POP!"
"And my life, will be lived..."
"WHY DO YOU MASTURBATE?"
"...for the thrill!"
"It's beyond me, help me, Mommy!" Raito sang again.
"God bless Lily St. Cyr!" Misa added.
Suddenly, the music changed again, and Mello began another song.
"WHOSE ORGY IS THIS?"
"My, my, my, my, my, my, my! I'm a wild and an untamed thing! I'm a bee with a deadly sting. You get ahead and your mind goes ping! Your heart'll pump and your blood will ring. So let the party and the sound rock on! We're gonna shake it 'til the light has gone! Rose tints my world, keeps me safe from my trouble and pain!"
They all then joined in with the blonde. "We're a wild and an untamed thing. We're a bee with a deadly sting. You get ahead and your mind goes ping! Your heart'll pump and your blood will ring. So let the party and the sounds rock on! We're gonna shake it till the light has gone. Rose tints my world, keeps me safe from my troubles and pain! We're a wild-" they all sang happily in a way, before two golden-clad people burst in the doors.
L parted his lips as he held a lazer gun over his arm. "Mello! It's all over. Your mission is a failure, your lifestyle's too extreme! I'm your new commander, you now are my prisoner. We return to Transylvania, prepare the transit beam!" his voice rang, as Matt just smiled a large smile, turning to exit. Before...
"Wait! I can explain!" screamed the stressed tranny on the stage
"THIS HAD BETTER BE GOOD, YOU DIED LAST TIME!"
Quickly, Near scurried over to a spotlight, and fixed it upon his former love.
"On the day I went away..."
"Goodbye..." the others sang softly in the background.
"Was all I had to say..."
"Now I..."
"Want to come again, and stay..."
"Oh, my, my...."
"Smile, and that will mean I may... 'cause I've seen, oh, blue skies through the tears in my eyes! And I realise... I'm going home...."
Matt, totally bored by the spectacle, faked a yawn.
"I'm going home..." the others echoed.
"Everywhere..."
"EVERYWHERE?!"
"It's been the same..."
"Feeling..."
"WHAT'S IT LIKE WHEN RAITO PEES ON YOU?!"
"Like I'm outside in the rain..."
"Wheeling..."
"...free, to try and find a game..."
"Dealing..."
"Cards for sorrow, cards for pain... 'cause I've seen, oh! Blue skies through the tears in my eyes! And I realise, I'm going home... I'm going home... I'm going home!"
"How sentimental..."Matt said, looking at his nails in boredom. L's deep, dark eyes then looked up to Mello. "And also presumptuous of you." "F!" "You see..." "K! SPELLS ********." "When I said we were to return to Transylvania, I referred only to only Matt and myself. I'm sorry, however, if you found my words misleading. But you see, you are to remain here... ...in spirit anyway!" he told him raising the lazer and watching Mello's face change into a fearful expression.
"Great heavens...that's a lazer!" Soichiro gasped.
L turned his head to him. "Yes, Mr. Soichiro. A laser capable of emitting a beam of pure antimatter."
"THEN IT DOESN'T MATTER!"
Raito's face also went a mix of anger and confusion. "Y-You're going to kill him!?"
"NO. JUST ROUGH HIM UP A BIT."
"What's his crime?!" he asked.
"You saw what happened to Gevanni!" the policeman shouted. "Society must be protected."
"******** SOCIETY! Wait... better not, YOU'LL GET A SOCIAL DISEASE!"
"Exactly, Mr. Soichiro," L chuckled darkly. "And now, Mello... your time has come. Say goodbye to all of this..."
"GOODBYE, ALL OF THIS!"
"And hello to oblivion!"
"HI OBLIVION, HOW'S THE WIFE AND KIDS?!"
Before the poor kid could contain himself, Near let out an ear-shattering shriek, and was promptly shot.
Just about right after, Mello made his way up the curtains, clawing and grabbing like a sad, scared cat.
"No, no!" he begged, screaming and panicking. L ignored the cries and shot him with the lazer, as well.
It was at that moment that Mikami ran after Mello from where he'd been standing, and lifted him over a strong shoulder. He proceeded to climbing up the stage's fancy, velvet curtains, and was immediately shot at by the crazed, raven-haired man. It took several attempts, but eventually, the precious creation, too, was killed.
Light covered his mouth, as Misa dug her face into his chest.
"Good God!" he breathed, wrapping his arms around the blonde hugging him as he watched Mello fall from the curtains and the cloth landed over his body.
Matt ran around and flipped some semi-long bangs from his face, looking at L. "I thought you liked them...they like you." he pouted slightly, then looking over to the dead bodies.
L turned around, flinging a hand in the air angrily. "They didn't like me!"
"GET PARANOID, L!"
"They never liked me!" he screamed. Matt shrunk back. Soichiro piped up then.
"You did right!" he said.
L's head whipped around to him.
"A decision had to be made..."
"AND YOU ******** IT UP."
He then walked over and pointed the lazer at him as a threat. Backing up a bit and putting his hands in front of him, to show surrender. He flung the gun down. "I'm terribly sorry about your...nephew."
"Gevanni? Yes, well...perhaps it was for the best..."
His black hair fell into his face as his eyes met with Matt's. "You should leave now, Mr. Soichiro, while it is still possible. We are about to beam the entire house back to the planet of Transsexual, in the galaxy of Transylvania." he said robotically. "Go!"
"WHEN?"
"Now!"
"WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?"
The three earthlings then scuttled along, off into the depths of the hosue, to find their way out. His blure eyes were now draped withn his eyelids, as he then let out a loud cackle. The two started to giggle outrageously. "Our noble mission is almost completed, my most beautiful sister and soon we shall return to the moon-drenched shores of our beloved planet." he smirked, dreaming of the sight.
Matt sighed in happiness. "Sweet Transsexual, land of night! To sing and dance once more to your dark refrains...to take that...STEP...to the right!" he hissed in joy, taking the action as he spoke. L smiled again as well.
"Hah! But it's the pelvic thrust!" he thrusted with the words. They then had a slight flashback.
"That really drives you insane!" the voices sang.
Turning to his "brother" the blue eyed boy shot a toothy grin. "On our world...we'll do the Time Warp again! Hahahahahaha~!"
Watari sighed and turned around, looking down to B.
"And crawling.."
"WHERE?"
" ...on the planet's face... "
"WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST?"
"...some insects... "
"WHAT WHERE THEY CALLED?"
"...called the human race."
"WHERE'S YOUR NECK?"
"Lost in time..."
"AND WHAT'S YOUR FAOVIRTE TV SHOW?"
"...and lost in space..."
"STARRING JUNE LOCKHART!"
"...and meaning..."
"WHO THE ******** IS MEANING?"
Watari then tunred off the lights and left B in the dark room. "DON'T FORGET TO TURN OFF THE GLOBE. s**t! HE DOES THAT EVERY WEEK."
 Phantasmagoric xx · Thu Jun 18, 2009 @ 07:13pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
