Lolita

Author's Note: this was written for the Death Note kink meme on livejournal. Prompt was BB/anyone with the person in Gore Lolita. I choose Kira-kun.

***Lolita***

The things he'd go through to get rid of someone. Sure, it would have been easier just to write a name in the Death Note and be done with it, but finding the name of this person was next to impossible and to tell the truth he had been itchy to get his hands dirty, perhaps he was starting to snap.

This guy was a serial rapist/murderer who had been kidnapping girls in lolita dress off the streets, fucking them, and then brutally killing them. Light had discovered that he was a homeless man, and that he had set his sights on Misa. Sure, he wanted to get rid of Misa, but he figured that if Misa was attacked, even if he hadn't been at fault, Rem would still blame him and kill him. So it was his responsibility to stop the pervert.

A shopping trip Misa had dragged him on had proved fruitful for his costume. Another trip to the store, in disguise, yielded a rather nice black and pink Lolita dress and a pair of striped pink and black stockings. Some shoe shoping netted him a pair of classic black Mary Janes. And a trip to the costume store netted him a brown wig that was almost the same color as his natural hair. It didn't take him too long to make himself the perfect Lolita girl...well, other than the fact that he had on boxers under the bloomers, and was fully male and thus had to stuff the top of the pink blouse with toilet paper to make himself have boobs.

It was all rather uncomfortable, but he still thought he looked good. Yeah, he looked beautiful, even in Lolita fashion. Ryuk chuckled as they exited the abandoned building that Light liked to use when he was being secretative, he had practiced mixing the chemicals that he kept in his desk to ignite the Death Note if something happened.

"Oi, Light, are you really going to kill someone dressed like that," Ryuk asked.

"Yes, it's the best way to get close to this pervert," Light said. Then coyly he asked, "What, don't think I look good?"

"What you humans wear is your own business," Ryuk said. "Though, I will admit, no one would recognize you in that."

"That's the whole idea, Ryuk," Light said as they reintered civilization.

Very few people looked at him twice, Lolita wasn't the most common fashion, but it wasn't unheard of, either. Light was also an excellent actor and knew how to pitch his voice to sound more feminem, though it sounded a bit like he had a cold. He knew in theory he could have just taken a picture of the guy and asked Misa for a name, but he really wanted to release the bonds of the Death Note. If he could go through with this, he knew he had the drive to truly recreate the world.

He found the man just where he had thought he would and had greeted him like an innocent little girl who just wanted a lollipop. He had used a stupid sob story about being down on his luck, but that he had some lollipops if she wanted some. Light couldn't believe this guy's stupidity, but went along with it. He had been led down into a subway tunnel to a hollow that was probably about as old as World War II, the primary crime scene.

That had been one thing that always stumped the police about this rapist/killer, their was no physical evidence of the rape where the body was found, not enough blood flowing from the victim's genitle area for the damage. Signs that the victim had been somewhere else, dirt and some mildew residue in her hair. Light was excited to find himself in a place that the police had been dying to find, too bad he was going to have to burn the place, but it couldn't do for the police to find some sort of physical evidence that linked him to this place.

The rapist wasted no time attacking, and for a moment he played the defenseless, helpless victim, pushed up against the wall.

~~~Lolita~~~

Beyond Birthday had escaped prison a few months ago and then proceeded to demolish any record of him from databases around the world. Now the only people who knew he existed were those he had met in person. And the only person with any electron data was probably L. When the Kira case broke on the news and L had pinpointed Kira's location as Kanto, he had made his way there.

He really didn't know if he wanted to kill Kira to protect L, kill Kira to make sure no one but him got the pleasure of killing L, help Kira kill L, or just watch the fireworks. Perhaps it was a combination of all four that had brought him to Japan's largest region and to the heart of Tokyo. But one thing was for certain, he wanted L to know he was in town, so he was looking for someone to kill. He couldn't kill just anyone, and since he failed at suicide, it would have to be a whole new game.

It was at that moment he had rounded a corner and found a scene that sent shivers down his spine. A young woman in Lolita dress was reaching beneath her skirt while a man was forceably kissing her face. She was struggling, though the genius' trained eyes could tell it was a token resistance. He glanced up, the man had only seconds to live, but the woman, Yagami Tsuki, no that made no sense, had no visible lifespan, which was rather strange.

She pulled a large butcher knife out of a garter belt and in a move that he would have been proud of slit the man's throat clean open. Arterial blood gushed from the fresh slash and turned the pink of the girl's dress to crimson. She grinned the same grin he saw in the mirror, the crazy blood thirsty grin of someone born to kill.

"Oh, did that hurt, Mr. Rapist?" she asked. And at the moment BB realized, this was a guy in drag. In fact at that moment he took off his wig and tossed it to the ground, beautiful short cut locks of amber stood on end from the static of the wig and dress.

"Bitch," the man gurgled as his timer ticked to zero and his name and lifespan disappeared. He was dead, there was no need to give corpses names...or was it corpi?

"Of course, Ryuk," the killer said, tossing the knife on the ground. "I will create a bright new world, free from sick guys like that. I needed to make sure, though, that I'm prepared to do anything. I'd say I'm ready." He paused as if listening for a response, "The police will never link this to the Kira investigation, even if they do investigate," he paused here, "they would have trouble linking what will remain of this pervert to the serial rapes."

BB couldn't believe it, was this crossdressing killer, Kira? He had thought Kira would be a pussy, after all a guy who killed people with heart attacks from a distance didn't sound like the type who would really kill people up close and personal. Yet, here he was, and he was certain that a guy with the supernatural power to kill with a heart attack would be just the type to not have their lifespan visible.

But it wasn't the killing someone that was making Beyond horny, and he did realize that he was aroused by the scene. It was the blood splatter on the pretty pink and black dress. Making up his mind, he approached the scene and applauded. "Beautiful," he said.

"Ryuga?" Light asked. "No, the similarities are too obvious, but so are the differences."

"Ryuga? Oh, do you mean Lawli?" Beyond asked, crouching down and examining the cut. "Is this your first time killing some one like this, Kira-kun?"

"How? No, you over heard what I said," Kira replied. "Yes, if your so curious. It's my first time killing someone with my bare hands, or rather a knife in those hands."

Beyond licked his lips and looked up at the boy from where he was crouched, "Beautiful." There was really no need to say more, the cut was done with a text book profession, well, if they made text books for serial killers, that is.

"How do you plan to destroy the evidence?" Beyond asked.

"Fire," the boy said. "Tragic news, a cold homeless man sat himself on fire in the underground this afternoon. Police are stumped by the identity of the man and ask for any information regarding him." Light said, "Of course, that assumes that they realize a person burnt here. I suppose they will because I've read that burnt human flesh has a rather distinct smell. It's too bad that I won't be able to watch."

Beyond felt the echoing grin on his face, "You're definitely an interesting person, Kira-kun. I was all set to kill you so that I may kill Lawli, but now..." he bit his thumb and grinned wider, "now, I think I want you alive too much."

Faster than Kira could blink he found himself pressed up against the wall again with lips devouring his own.

~~~Lolita~~~

Light had always felt a heady rush after killing people. He just about organismed from writing names into the Death Note, and quite a few times he had found himself masturbating with visions of dead murderers in his head cumming only when a bleeding L passed through his mind (though after meeting Ryuga/Ryuzaki, that had changed so that he had an actual person to go along with the image).

Now he was wondering why he wasn't pushing this man off of him, or being disgusted for how much he physically looked like L. He knew he could easily reach up into his skirt for the second knife he had stashed away as back up, but he didn't want to. His stockings bunched around his ankles as his bloomers were pulled off, obviously this L-look-alike wasn't one for foreplay.

"Oh, I'm keeping you, Kira-kun," the man had whispered horsely, breaking the kiss to lick at one of the drying sprays of blood across his cheeks.

"How do you know that I'm willing to be kept," Light had whispered back, though the words were a bit useless with the way he was griding his erection against the man's thigh. "Though, a name would help."

"Kira-kun only needs a face and name to kill," the man said, "but you may call me Ryuzaki."

"Funny, that's what L calls himself now," Light said.

"Ah, I left a lasting impression upon, Lawli," he said as he shoved two fingers into Light's hole. Light gasped and grabbed onto Ryuzaki's shoulders for support. Pushing his head off against the slimy stone wall he roughly kissed his new partner's mouth.

Ryuk stood to the side watching wide eyed. He'd seen Light cum from killing before, several times, in fact, but this was the first time he got to witness actual sex. Humans were very interesting, but he had a feeling that Light and, a quick glance, Beyond Birthday were more interesting than most.

The body of the serial killer/rapist lay cooling on the ground nearby, blood soaking the floor. Light lifted one leg and pulled Ryuzaki's hips closer as he used his arms to force Ryuzaki's head to remain still so he could fully explore that mouth. Ryuzaki tasted of strawberry jam and blood, a taste that should have been awkaward and dirty, but was a great turn on for the younger serial killer.

A third finger was added, twisted roughly and removed. Neither of them were actually prepared for spontaneous sex, so lube was out of the question as were condoms, but at this point, even if they were sane, they were so aroused that it wouldn't have mattered. Light felt the ring of muscles that was his anus tear, and didn't care, or rather, was more turned on by it. Maybe he was a closet masochist, because he loved this rough treatment that he was getting from Ryuzaki.

"More, Ryuzaki," Light groaned out.

"Kira-kun likes it rough," Ryuzaki stated, thrusting.

Sex is one of man's more animalistic activities. There was nothing pretty or clean about even the most vanilla sex. Fluids errupted from multiple openings, saliva from the mouth, tears (sometimes) from the eyes, sweat from poars, and more often than not, blood. Blood was common in first time sex, but it wasn't just a first time thing. Some people were turned on by it, and Beyond Birthday and Light Yagami were two of those people.

Light bit Ryuzaki's neck like a vampire as he thrusted back. The sweet tang of copper made Light let go of the neck that he had bit into. He licked his bite marks, licking at the flowing red liquid. Ryuzaki was pulling on the ribbon's of his blouse with his teeth and Light decided that if they did this again, crossdressing would be worth it.

Light came first, he wasn't that experienced in sex being a teenage boy who had actually just had his first time with someone other than his hand, but he held out for an impressive amount of time. It was the blood that did it, or rather when Ryuzaki looked up at him with blood staining his lips a vivid red, that he couldn't take it any more. It also helped to feel the other killer's calloused hand on his own erection.

More fluids, semun and precum, stained the inside of the ruined dress. Well, he was planning on throwing it into the fire that he was going to start, but now he would use it for the kindling instead, after all, his DNA was now on it. And pretty soon, so was Ryuzaki.

For a moment after cumming they just stood there, Light leaning against the wall, Ryuzaki's softening member still buried within his stinging ass. "That was fun," Light said.

"Oh, so Kira-kun is willing to be my pet?"

"Well, as long as I don't have to wear one of those collars, and you don't mind that I have cover girlfriends," Light said.

"I take it you don't actually want to be with these women?"

"After what you just did to me, do you really think I could be straight?"

"No, but I'm possessive, no one gets my toys, but me."

"I can deal with that, but you'll have to put up with Misa, if she dies before her destined time, I get killed as well," Light said.

Ryuzaki seperated himself from the other, "I really don't want my playmate dead, so I'll put up with her." He pulled something out of his pocket and placed it into Light's hand. "Have fun cleaning up this mess."

He walked away, buttoning his jeans. Light looked down at the card in his hand to find it gave the name "Rue Ryuzaki" and an address/telephone number.

"Oh, yes, Ryuzaki, I'll be your playmate," Light whispered and sat to work changing into the jogging pants and shirt that he had brought with him.