Abysmal Descent

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Death Note or any other copyrighted things featured within this fanfiction. However, some characters in this I actually do own since they are my creations. I will indicate at the end of the chapter who they are though I think it's obvious when you read.

Well, this is my first serious story! And my very first Death Note yaoi fic! An actual title of up for suggestions. Originally, it was going to be called You're My Angel or Tu as Mon Ange but for what I have planned for later, it seemed irrelevant. Abysmal Descent is a song by Naglfar. Although the lyrics don't apply, I was listening to it at the time and besides, it matches what I have planned later for this fanfic.

Warning - I put the rating as M to be safe. Also, there's some substance abuse and violence. Perhaps some lemony things later, pending on reviews.

The DeathNote and the Kira case isn't in this fanfiction. Think of it as...like...an alternate reality for it. Oh, and for those who don't like vampire fanfictions, I suggest you leave.

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Chapter One

Silence. The cacophonic sounds had ceased only to be replaced with a deafining silence within the room. No, the whole house was filled with it. She had fled to the safety of her bedroom to be away from the man in the kitchen. She had accused him on many things...lying, cheating, stealing. He had lied to her with his perfect tone, he had cheated on her with numerous females, he had stolen her heart.

Raito Yagami thought this was all a pile of B.S.

No matter how many times he had intellectually proven his point that he had never done such a thing, Misa refused to believe Raito. She was as stubborn as a mule. Earlier that day, he was talking to a fellow university student about one of their classes. Misa had caught him talking to the 'other woman' and nearly had a tantrum in public. It took some venomous hissing at her to finally get her home, but the tension between the two worsened as soon as they passed between that door to the house. Misa had never raised her voice at him. Raito was caught completely off-guard when she stormed into the living room and actually just screamed something incomprehendable at the top of her lungs. He had entered to go and speak to her, to try and convince her of his innocence.

Raito's genius efforts failed. Misa was having a breakdown. She vented out her frustration of being 'under-appreciated' and 'used' with harsh words then had the gull to interrupt his attempts to calm her down by telling him to 'get the hell out'. When Raito refused to leave, she screamed at him some more before saying the words, "It's over." She ran up to her room to escape from his presence.

The brunette had never felt more free in his life. Some of the words tug a little bit at his heartstrings, but nothing serious. In truth, Raito only used her for some of her wealth (tuition fees were a pain in the ass). He did not expect her to break off their relationship since she was always going on about her love for him but apparently there was only so much she could take. Jealousy was one of the things Raito found most disgusting with women. It filled their mind at the most crucial times and caused post menopausal stess-like behavior.

When Raito finally left the building, the sky was beginning to darken to a dusk. He checked his watch briefly to discover that it was only seven o'clock p.m. Enough time to stop by the bar for a couple of drinks to relieve his stress. Being eighteen had its special advantages and getting into the local bars was one of them. He personally never had much of a taste for alcoholic beverages but there were times when Raito would occasionally have a drink here and there. The one place he stopped by, "Jei's", was usually full of people he knew well. They would be curious as to why he was there and would most likely pry into his buisness with Misa. The light-haired male took another route to another pub.

After a couple of minute of walking quietly with his head bowed to the ground, Raito looked up at his surroundings. He was getting closer to the more run-down pub. He had never visited this place before, but there wasn't any harm in trying out somewhere new. Besides, Misa wouldn't think he would even step into such a building in the first place. So he was safe from her for the rest of the night, at least.

Loud chatter with a semi-cheerful atmosphere greeted the young man. Relief washed over him after his chocolate eyes scanned the area to find the place devoid of anybody he knew on a speaking-based level. Raito made his way over to a lone table in the back in order to escape from some curious eyes in his direction. Was it really such a good idea to come here alone? He would just have to find out...

A few hours had passed by. Raito was positive he couldn't handle another shot of rum and Coke but when the waiter came by, he found himself ordering yet another. How many was this now...? His clouded mind couldn't think of the answer. Three...or four...? His pointless thoughts were interrupted when somebody tapped him lightly on the shoulder. The eighteen year old turned around to find an older-looking male standing before him with a small smirk pulling at his lips. Raito's eyes narrowed as he tried to search for a name for this character but nothing came up. I don't think I know him...

"Ah, excuse me if I am bothering you, but I was wondering if I could...perhaps...buy you a drink?" Purred the sophisticated, light-hearted voice belonging to that of the stranger. Though Raito would never say it out loud, this man was...elegent and highly attractive in some way. There was an intriguing aura around the man that somehow made Raito curious to get to know him more, if not...at a personal level. It was as if a spell had invaded the younger one's mind that made him absolutely focused upon the stranger in an unnatural manner.

But staring at the man who was now taking a seat across from Raito had it's advantages as well. Upon closer inspection, he could try and determine the other's age. Twenty...maybe twenty five. The handsome chisled face had a trace of princely elegence to it but itwas challenged by the fleeting cold calculating glimmer in his blood red eyes. Loose strands of crimson hair fell upon the man's pale brow yet the back of his hair was neatly flipped out in a seemingly natural way. Though it was barely noticeable, Raito could tell that under the neat white dress shirt and creme blazer that the man was wearing, he most likely had a nice, toned body.

But something else flickered in the young adult's mind. Why did he care so much about how a guy looked? Besides, he didn't even know this man!

With another curve at the corners of his lips, the stranger spoke again in his soft tone, "I believe I haven't introduced my self. The name is...Kei." He held out his hand formally and Raito shook it slowly, almost warily. Why would this strange man wish to speak to him? He was getting drunk enough as it was...he didn't need someone to come and try to buy him even more drinks.

But another question fleeted into Raito's mind. One that was irrelevent to this 'Kei'. Where was he going to stay for the night? He couldn't go back to Misa...not in the state that he was in. His parents would flip is he went home wasted.

As if the stranger had read the young man's mind, he whispered silkily into Raito's ear, "Why don't you come to my hotel room for the night...? I could serve you some..special wine...and show you a good time," Woah. Good time? That was pushing his limits. But it would mean a mock sanctuary away from the downfalls of his life at the moment...

"That depends on what you mean by a 'good time'," Raito replied suspiciously. He was running a finger along the edge of his empty glass while keeping his chocolate hues locked with Kei's unblinking gaze. But something made him stop his actiosn. A sudden feeling of euphoria was beginning to bleed into Raito's senses, clouding his logical reasoning...whatever it was, the sensation was driving him into seriously considering the option...

"Come..." The voice sounded so pleasing to the ears..."Follow." Although his brain was telling him not to, Raito found himself trailing Kei outside of the bar...then down the street...a few blocks now...the lobby of a fancy-looking hotel was slowly coming into view...they entered...and all the while he was trying to make himself stop. To snap out of this strange hypnotic trace and to just run away from this creep. But that sense was being nulled by the odd attractive aura emitting from the man ahead of him. It seemed to pull him along while drugging all senses of being focused on anything else but the red-head.

Then they entered the hotel room...

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And there you go. My first chapter. Long? Not so long? Complaints? Questions? Review!
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AH! FYI. The reason why Raito so easily agreed to following Kei was because he used his glamour...
Yes. Vampires. Mmmm...