(Ok, so my FIRST fanfiction etc, etc.
…Yeah I know how annoying these things can be from first-timers, so I'll try and keep it quick. I tried to keep the characters…in character, and as most fans would be able to tell, it's set in that wonderfully opportune time of 2 months where L and Light are chained together! As it explains somewhere, it's been ALMOST a month so far. I've almost completely decided that it won't follow the series where L eventually un-cuffs Light, but it will continue…someway or other.
The title is mainly just because I can't think of anything else, and for the moment the future of this story is VERY vague, as even I don't know it… But I think it also fits in with it anyway…or maybe it will…hmmm.
So, sit FORWARD and READ and ENJOY!! – enJOY dammit!! …yeah…uuuh, Voilà!)
Vague Future
Chapter One: The Snowman!
L glanced over to where the youth was still sitting in front of the laptop on the desk, despite the fact that the rest of the investigation team had been dismissed and gone for close to an hour.
He felt slightly guilty; although Light had always been a studious worker, ever since the handcuffs had been attached and he'd been cooped up inside the Investigation Head Quarters, he'd been working to the point of absolute exhaustion every night. It was because of L's unrelenting suspicions of him being Kira that Light was so desperate to capture the 'real' Kira, and prove his own innocence.
Sighing, L got up from his strange position on the chair and slunk toward him, placing a hand on his shoulder, the chain connecting them clinking softly. He'd intended to try to persuade Light to either go to bed or get some food, even watch a movie if it came to it, but when the boy didn't move an inch at the touch, L looked closer.
Light wasn't, in fact, looking at the computer screen, but to the side a little, out the window where the rain was falling to the pavement far below with great force.
L cleared his throat, hand still on the slim shoulder. No answer.
"Yagami-kun?" Still no answer.
He peered round at the young man's handsome face. "What are you doing, Light-kun?"
Finally a response; "Waiting," he said simply.
L blinked. "…for what?" he asked, more curious now.
Light's head suddenly whipped round, his golden eyes wide and feverish.
"The snowman!" he whispered quickly.
L blinked in surprise, close to giggling, if such a thing was possible for him. Light had said it with absolute sincerity and once he had established that it was not a joke, the detective became concerned. He noticed that Light's cheeks were more flushed than usual, and so took his hand from his shoulder and felt his forehead. He was burning up quite badly.
The golden eyes that had been staring intently into L's dark ones suddenly flicked up to the hand on his head, then back to L, now filled with hatred and suspicion.
"What do you think you're doing?" Light snapped.
L opened his mouth to say something, but Light didn't give him a chance.
"Don't touch me, you pervert! Just because I broke up with my girlfriend, d-doesn't mean you can take advantage of me in my – condition!" Light practically yelled, panting a little, and glaring at the dark-haired man before him. L removed his hand, slightly surprised, though of course it didn't show.
Despite the bad condition Light was obviously in, L couldn't help but ask, a little hopefully;
"Yagami-kun broke up with Amane-san?" L had been wondering what Light had said to make the blonde cry so miserably earlier. He had of course guessed correctly.
Light tilted his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed.
"What? Are you feelin' OK, Ryuzaki?" His words were slightly slurred.
L sighed, pulled his phone out of his pocket, and flipping it open, pressed the number 1 button. He held it up to his ear, between thumb and forefinger, and promptly began speaking into the microphone.
"Watari, please call for the doctor. Yagami-kun is unwell."
"Yes," came the reply on the other end of the line.
L snapped the phone shut and brought his attention back to the golden-haired youth, who was back to gazing out the window, with a blank look on his face. L sighed for what felt like the hundredth time in the last few minutes. He was increasingly tired from all the work and the odd happenings, which was itself strange; he was almost never tired…
Maybe I just need some sugar, he thought. He left the boy to his idle staring and walked as far away as the chain would allow, calling Watari to bring him cake, and lots of it. Some sweets too. And maybe some chocolate, just for good measure.
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"He has a mild fever, that's all. But he will need to stay in bed for at least a week, and take 10mls of the medicine every four hours for the duration of the fever. If, after a week, he doesn't seem to be getting much better, give me a call and I'll come right over." The doctor stood up from the chair beside the bed and extended his hand towards L.
"Yes, of course. Thankyou, doctor," he said, shaking hands.
"You're very welcome, Mr Ryuga," the doctor nodded and followed Watari out of the room.
What a strange man, the doctor thought to himself as he was leaving. As if his physical appearance isn't enough, he's hand-cuffed to a teenager who could be a super-model, and has an elderly butler. And considering the grandeur of the building, he must be fairly rich and important. I wonder who he is…
Curiously, L was thinking along similar lines. What a strange man, he thought. He didn't look at the hand-cuffs or chain for more than two seconds, and didn't comment on anything else as most do. I wonder who he is…Perhaps he knows Watari.
He was perched on a chair in his usual odd position, beside the double bed he and Light were sharing, and whilst musing, he watched the boy's sleeping face, peacefully calm now, and the rise and fall of his chest under the sheets.
L felt a strange and unfamiliar tenderness towards the younger man as he surveyed him. He figured it must simply be pity or concern. But still…
He had never really seen Light so…defenceless. He had all his barriers down while he slept now. L had watched Light sleep before, of course – they had been sharing a bed for close to a month now. And there was also, not so very long ago, the time when Light had been held in a room and watched constantly.
L now remembered that, at the time, every now and then he would look at Light and feel something quite similar. Well, he mused, both times he was sick in a way, defenceless, so it most certainly is pity, with maybe a smidge of concern. ((LOL, smidge! XD))
He continued to gaze at Light.
He really is quite beautiful, he thought, before he could stop himself. Wait, what am I thinking?!
L had never really been attracted to anyone, though, he supposed, if he were to 'like' anyone, it would probably be someone like Light;
Good-looking but not really image-obsessed, ingeniously intelligent – almost to the same level as himself – kind and loyal to those he loved, with a good sense of humour but not a comedian who made bad jokes and laughed at everything, seemed to have a good sense of justice, and had rather similar opinions and ideas about things as himself.
But most of all, because he understood L.
Even in all his odd habits, Light could almost always dig out the incentive behind it.
L's eyes had been focused on his quietly breathing chest, but as his eyes moved up to the boy's head, past the perfect mouth and nose, he found honey-coloured eyes gazing curiously back at him.
For a long time they just stared at each other, hardly blinking, big golden-brown eyes looking deep into endless steel grey ones. L could feel something passing between them, a wordless message, sending mutual…'like', for want of a better word. And it was coming from those beautiful eyes.
(A/N: OK, I admit that part with the thoughts was weird and incredibly unnecessary, but I like using the word curiously so… I decided to keep it! Yes. _ Or not…Oh, and I also wanted to have a stranger's thoughts on L, and that's what came out of my head. Um, and yeah I know that's probably not even half as deeply as L would think, but I'm not good at getting out what I want to…Like that…
OK, so there we have le chapitre un – chapter one – and personally, I think it went fairly well! …if I do say so myself. ^w^
Um, yeah I dunno if it's kind of slow? Or boring probably…but it WILL get better. I hope.
Anyway, I think that'll do. OH! And review/whatever else you do…sorry, I just had to put that in…I know it's evil, but…but- everyone does it!! OK?!
Yeah, well bye then my pretties! ^w^)