Shinigami eyes (Death note)

Part 17

I moved quickly, grabbing the back of his neck and making him meet my eyes. He seemed to be expecting that however, and flipped us over, till he straddled me. He leaned down towards my ear, breathing a puff of warm air across the sensitive skin. I shuddered. "Valencia." He said in a calm but commanding tone. I felt the chains of my true name wrap around me. "You will not erase my memory." He pulled back, meeting my gaze. I glared at him hatefully and grit my teeth. I wanted to disobey the command with every fiber of my being, but my mouth would not make the words. He smirked when he realized it had worked. 

The palm of his hand came to the side of my face, caressing it softly. He studied my face for several long moments, and I didn't understand what he was looking for. Hatred? Anger? Desire? Perhaps all three? Who knew. "You will be my ally." He ordered again. I continued to glare. He sat up off of me now, allowing me to sit up. He continued to meet my glare with a smug look. 

"I hate you." I snapped. He smirked. 

"I know you do." Then he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my body flush against his, pressing his lips to mine. I wanted to fight, I did, but the passion that built inside of me, whether it be anger or lust, was too powerful to deny. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. My fingers found their way into his hair, grabbing the soft locks. He pressed his lips against mine fiercely, his teeth nipping at my bottom lip. 

I opened my mouth, letting his tongue explore the crevices of my mouth. His hands gripped at my waist tightly, his thumbs massaging my back softly. I still wanted to resist, to push him away. He literally just made me his lapdog and now, here I was, willingly kissing him. But lord, was he a good kisser. He must've had a lot of experience. That irked me a little, to my surprise. Taking physical pleasure in our strange make-out sessions was one thing, but being jealous of the girls he's kissed in the past? That's crazy jealous girlfriend territory, and it freaked me out a bit. 

But then, his hand slid to my thigh and my thoughts shut up, and I let out a small moan. He chuckled at the sound and pulled back, letting go of me completely. I felt confused for a split second, before I felt angry and embarrassed. My cheeks heated up, and I kicked him off of the couch and onto the floor. However, it didn't affect him as much as I wanted it to, as he merely kept laughing. 

If possible, I hated him even more now. 

He stood up, and brushed his suit off, still chuckling slightly. He glanced at me sideways, smirking arrogantly. "Valencia." I sat up straighter at my name, the chains pulling once more. "I have a mission for you. Come to my place tomorrow night." 

...

I couldn't believe I'd spied on L for Kira. Spied on my own brother, just for Light's sick plans! I felt dirty. He'd tried to call me right after, but I'd ignored his calls, and then his texts, and finally, all the angry voice mails. Okay, so I listened to the voice mails, but only because hearing him get more and more annoyed was entertaining. Some justice in this madness. 

Currently, I was trekking through the freaking Shinigami realm looking for my mother. Wherever she is. She must be hiding from me, because she's not in the Shinigami king's castle, (my step dad-a total drag) the apothecary, or viewing the Human World. As much as I hated it, I was going to have to ask for directions. I stopped a game of poker, standing on the cards with my heels. They all objected, but stopped when they looked at my glowing red eyes. Many backed away, crawling back. 

"V-Valencia!" One of the sputtered. I smirked. 

"Hello underlings. Tell me, where's the queen?" I asked. They all looked at each other nervously. Finally, they pointed towards the mountain. I groaned in annoyance. Great. Just great. Why did she have to be hiding in the mountain?