Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own any of these characters, especially L-kun..-sigh-..-.-''..
Full summary: It's L Lawliet's first day of 2nd grade at his new school. He becomes best friend's with Light Yagami and they spend almost every given moment together. But what happens when L's abusive father comes back to take L with him to England?
OOC, AU, Slash LightxL
WARNING!!: This will be rated T for teens...lol..due to major kawaii-ness and maybe some sexual references, I'm not sure..have to wait and see. This story "Ambivalence" with be a two part story, and so I won't change the 2nd part's title so you know
Plz only intelligent flames and if you don't like yaoi or kawaii-ness between L and Light when they are little, THEN YOU HAVE NO FING HEART!!...-hides in a corner and cries my eyes out-...XD
A/N: yay!..HI everyone!! Umm.yah I don't really have much to say right now...so yah just plz read this and review cuz that is all I ask really ...lol
psst..!! Hi ayame-chan!! ..
..:LxLight/LightxL:..
..:Chapter 1 First Day of School:..
Ambivalence \ambivalence\, ambivalency \ambivalency\n.
1. Mixed feelings or emotions; uncertainty or vacillation in
making a choice.
2. (Psychol.) the simultaneous existence within a person of
both positive and negative feelings toward another person
or action, or toward an object (as of attraction and
revulsion), resulting in internal conflict.
L sat at the kitchen table along with Mello, Matt and Near. A small stack of pancakes sat on a plate in front of the eight year old, untouched. Black eyes just gazed at it with uncertainty.
"Eru, aren't you gonna finish your pancakes?" Watari, an elderly man questioned. "Mello and Matt are almost finished." The man picked up Near's empty bowl of Oatmeal and begun to rinse it off.
"..I've never had pancakes before."
"What!?" Mello, the blonde out of the four boys was utterly shocked.
"I'll take his pancakes if he doesn't want 'em!" Matt cheered, chewing his last bite and handing his plate to Watari.
"Now now Matt. Allow the boy to at least try it. Go ahead Eru, take a couple of bites then go get your stuff ready for school." The corners of his white mustache twitched upwards in a smile, urging L to take a bite. L just stared at his plate. The syrup pooling around the two stacked pancakes and slowly being soaked into the cooked batter. L timidly picked up his fork and cut a small square and let the syrup drip until finally placing it in his mouth. Then his eyes lit up as he tasted the sugary contents in the strawberry syrup.
' I had no idea the syrup had sugar..! 'Watari gave a small chuckle. "I knew he'd like it. Now hurry up boys and get your stuff ready."
"Watari, can I pwease go to schoo this time?" Near asked, his onyx eyes looking up at him, showing the hint of youthful innocence in them.
"All in due time m'boy." Watari responded, picking up the abnormally white haired boy. He held him on his waist and smiled hearing him whine in disappointment.
"Don't worry Near. In one year you will be able to go to school with everyone else."
"Aww...But I wants to go to schoo noww--a" Near pouted.
Watari chuckled and poked the four year old on the tip of his nose in a playful manner. "Listen, I'll take you with me when I go to take these three to school, okay?"
"Okay!" Near screamed with joy as Watari set him down on the tiled floor.
By this time, L had already finished his pancakes. He held his plate out to Watari with a childish grin plastered across his face. "I'm full Watari-san."
Said elder stood there, his eyes wide. "Wow, that was fast. Okay, Mello, Matt I want you to help Eru get ready for school." He took his plate and the two boys lead L up the stairs to the room that they shared.
"I wan help! I wan help!" Near jumped from his seat and ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Watari laughed quietly and finished cleaning up the kitchen.
Today is L Lawliet's first day of second grade at his new school. Eishu Elementary. L was defiantly nervous to the bone. He wouldn't know anyone at this new place. Of course, Mello and Matt were gonna be there but they weren't even in the same grade as himself.
It was two months ago that L had arrived at this place. It was an orphanage, he was told. The idea of him living in an orphanage known as Wammy's House, didn't sit well with him from the beginning. Not the mention the fact that he was torn away from him mother at the time. It was terrifying and heartbreaking for him. Being forced to live in a foreign place away from the only family member that actually cared for him. However, he rarely ever saw any of his family outside of the household. It was just him, his father and mother.
But, over the course of two months, L had become quite close to Mello, Matt and Near. Even Watari. The elderly, yet extremely active, man had taken quite a liking to the raven haired boy. He was informed on what had happened in L's past before he arrived at Wammy's House (which actually owned.) and to put it simply, he felt sorry for the child. From the beginning Watari made a vow to himself that he would do anything to see the timid L Lawliet warm up to the occupants of the orphanage. And in the course of two months, he felt that he had made some progress.
L thought that Mello, Matt and Near were got odd when he first arrived at the orphanage. Mello sat there continuously eating bars of Hershey's chocolate every day. He didn't see any of the adults that run this place stop him or at least set him a limited amount. Maybe they didn't quite care, or if they took his precious chocolate away he might morph into the Devil's child, grow horns and his head would spin violently. But L figured that the most logical answer would be the first. Although, a part of him couldn't help but agree with the second theory. L wouldn't blame Mello if he turned into a demon without his chocolate. I mean, it's pure sugar, and L loves anything sweet no matter what it was. Hell, he wouldn't put past the fact that he, himself, may in fact morph into a little demon-child if he wasn't allowed any sweets.
Matt, well even though he was only in kindergarten, he was a true gamer at heart. It was strange seeing a kindergarten student immerse himself with game play, day after day. L wondered if it truly was abnormal or if every child was like that when they were young. Of course, he didn't know what the true meaning behind being a child of innocent adolesance meant. His father never allowed such things as "video games" in the house. He claimed that they were useless pieces of trash and those who play become selfish teenagers that disrespect other and think that they can get whatever they want.
Near, L believed was the most odd. He seemed like the average four year old, playing with a bunch of tinker toys and jumping at the opportunity to help; much like this morning. yet, the kid has pure white hair! And all he ever likes to wear is white! The only feature about him that had some color that caught people's attention, were his eyes. Yet even those were a solid color; black. There were other times as well, where Near would be extra quiet, in deep thought, almost as if he were planning something.
And what kind of name is "Near" anyways, L always wondered. Was it his real name or a nickname? Most likely a nickname, since he was sure no one else had the same name; Near. He wondered what his real name was and he was bound and determined to discover what it was too. (Not to mention Mello's real name as well. "Mello" wasn't exactly a common name either.) L had a lot of mysteries on his hands and he vowed he would solve them. What was the whole point in wanting to become the greatest detective in the world if he couldn't get a little practice first. It may seem a little too childish to dream something so big, but L knew he could do it.
L stood in front of a full length mirror in the large room he shared with the three boys. He buttoned up his deep blue coat and stared at his reflection. An anxious feeling in the pit of his stomach, not to mention a slight hint of joy knowing he would meet new people. Even though he wasn't a very social child, he enjoyed to see what new faces he would learn to recognize.
"You're gonna love it there L! The teachers are really nice and the food is great!" Exclaimed Matt.
"Really? Do they serve sweets?" L asked stepping away front he mirror and to his bed grabbing his backpack.
"On occasion."
"Watari is packing your lunch, so you don't have to worry about that." Mello took a bite out of his chocolate bar and re-wrapped it to save it for later.
"Man, you guys are lucky. Hmph!" Near complained crossing his arms tightly over his chest. L strolled over and kneeled in front of the boy who sat on his bed.
"Would it make Near feel better if I made something for him?"
Near's eyes lit up. "Wealy?! You would do that foe me?"
"Of course Near-chan." L smiled ruffling his hand through the white locks of hair. Then stood to his feet hearing Watari's voice call out to them from the bottom of the stairs.
"Are you boys ready? You don't wanna be late now."
"Yeah! Just a second." Mello shouted grabbing his backpack and running out the door. L quickly shoved the rest of his supplies into his bag and followed the others outside. A sleek black stretch limo awaited them. One of the other adults that worked at Wammy's House held the back passenger door open. His name was Roger. He motioned for them to get into the car with a smile.
L stood in awe. 'So..I suppose we are the rich kids in the school.'
L began to climb into the backseat after Near when he happened to glance at Matt and Mello fighting over the front seat. The corner of his mouth curved upwards, finding the squabbling boys quite amusing. He buckled himself up and proceeded to watch.
"NO! It's my turn this time!" Shouted Matt, trying to shove the older boy away.
"Well I'm the older one!"
"Waaahh! Watari...!" The corners of Matt's eyes began to water as he watched Mello climb into the front seat. Mello smirked victoriously and stuck his tongue out at the redhead.
Matt's heartfelt almost as if it was about to break. All he wanted to do was sit in the front seat like the grownups did. He enjoyed the view from there and it wasn't that much he was asking for. L saw the pain in his eyes and began to feel sorry for the kid.
Matt's bottom lip began started toe quiver as he felt the dam of tears begin he break. Watari (who sat in the driver seat) leaned forward to see Matt's eyes give way to tears streaming down his cheeks. Then he turned to Mello, a disappointed look on his face.
"Mello, look what you've done. That wasn't very nice of you."
"Yeah, so? I am older than him.."
"But that doesn't mean you can get whatever you want."
"Hmph!" Mello sat there with his arms crossed in front of him and his eyes shit. Matt was heard in the background sobbing and roger trying to comfort him.
"I want you to allow Matt to sit in the front this morning. Then after school you can sit there. Otherwise you guys are gonna be late for school."
"Fine then." Mello grabbed his things and glared at Matt before taking his seat next to L. Matt's eyes instantly brightened up and he stopped crying.
"Thanks Mello!" Mello just muttered some incoherent words glaring out the window, waiting for Watari to start the car.
'He seems rather moody today...Wonder why.'
Once the car finally started, everyone waved their goodbyes to Roger and Watari drove them to Eishu Elementary.
..:LxLight/LightxL:..
There were children everywhere around the school. The playground, bus loading zone, cross walks and parking lots. L couldn't take his eyes away from the windows, the sight of seeing so many children play around on the school grounds amazed him. But of course, his former school he went to was the same way, children everywhere playing and chasing each other. It was the same at this place, but there was something bout Eishu that captivated L. He couldn't put his finger on it but decided that it will come to him in time.
"Here you are boys." Watari passed out paper bags with differently prepared lunches. Each suited well to their liking.
"Thank you Watari-san." L smiled taking his bag and stripped himself of his seatbelt and followed Matt and Mello out of the car.
"Bye Watari-san!" Matt and Mello chimed in together, waving goodbye. L simply waved, he wasn't much of a social child. He did speak to others, when necessary. Otherwise he sat quietly in the back and observed everything around him.
A winter breeze gently blew L's raven hair about. It was quite chilly out, but that was to be expected at this time of the year. It was early December, a time of the year L wasn't much too fond of. It was too cold out sometimes and he had to wear extra layers of clothing. It was irritating and uncomfortable. He'd rather it be summer, because then he got to wear whatever he wanted. Preferably a simple white T and blue jeans.
L's nose twitched from the cold and his cheeks tingled with a cold burning-like sensation. God how he hated the winter season.
"C'mon L-chan! We wanna show you around!" Matt cheered, grabbing a hold of L's wrist interrupting him and his thoughts. Mello and Matt ran down the sidewalk, dragging L with them and finally stopping at a flight of stairs. Children littered the steps and the little patch of beauty bark with a bunch of giant rocks. Students were either running around chasing each other or just standing there conversing with one another not wanting to budge.
Once finally making it through the crowd of loud children, the two boys stopped and turned to L.
"Okay L. These are the two largest rooms in the whole school." Matt started, but Mello decided he wanted to be the one to point out he two rooms.
"That down there is the lunchroom and up there is the gym."
Black onyx eyes followed where Mello was pointing. There was in fact a large set of windows reaching from one end ot the other. L took a closer look to see what the cafeteria looked like. There were rows upon rows of tables which L concluded that the students sat according to where their class was assigned to sit. It was just like his old school.
L stepped back a couple a steps and gazed upwards. On the wall above the cafeteria windows was the words Eishu Elementary school in navy blue. And directly above that were the windows L assumed lead to the gym.
"L, follow us."
"What? Where are we going?"
"We are gonna go into the lunchroom and sneak out and into the hallways." Mello explained nearing the entryway.
"But why?"
"You need to find out where everything is first. You wouldn't wanna go in there with a bunch of people crowding the place and not knowing where your classroom is at."
Mello was right. L had to admit he would feel rather stupid and lost wondering aimlessly around a building that was so foreign to him. It probably wouldn't end pretty well and he wanted to make a good first impression on his class.
The three boys walked in through the cafeteria passing other children eating breakfast. The aroma of the freshly cooked food greeted L's nostrils with a pleasant smell. He cold almost make out what smelled like blueberries mixed with something else. It reminded him of those pancakes, Watari prepared for him that morning. Ah, how just the thought of those pancakes were enough to make his mouth water. Before L even realized it, they had begun walking up a small flight of stairs leading towards double doors. Yet they passed that and headed up a ramp leading to a long hallway.
For the next 10 to 15 minutes Matt and Mello gave L a tour of the school. He found out where the fourth and fifth graders' hall was, which was just ahead of them from where they started. The gym was close by as well. They walked down the main hall and found that the library and main office was situated down a hallway to the left. Everything was easy to find and L was pretty positive that he wouldn't get lost here.
"So, L who is your teacher?" Questioned Mello as the trio continued to venture through the building.
"Miss Misora."
"Really?! I heard a lot about her!" Mello's eyes brightened up. L looked at him.
"Really? Like what?"
"Oh, just that she is one of the nicest teachers in the whole entire school!"
"Yep yep yep!" Matt nodded continuously in agreement. "I've heard the same thing."
L swore these two were the oddest pair of friends he's ever seen. Sometimes they would argue over nothing until one of the two would cry. Then only a few minutes afterwards, one would offer an interesting idea for the both of them to do and act as if nothing ever happened. But, it was expected of children of their age.
"Well c'mon L, I think I know where he class is." Mello spoke interrupting the raven's musings and lead them down the hall, highly confident in his search.
Walking down the hall, L found himself admiring the artwork taped onto the walls and doors of lockers. Some pictures were made out of various colors of pasta noodles and others were made from oil pastels and paint. He was never too fond of using paints and markers for art projects. L preferred the hands-on activities. Such as stacking things or gluing certain items together to create some kind of a building or a tower.
"Excuse me you three. What are you doing wondering these halls?" The feminine voice came unexpectedly behind them. The three boys nearly jumped, startled, but turned around to see a tall slender woman dressed in a black leather button-up coat with a red blouse underneath and black slacks. Her hair was a deep brown that appeared black from a distance, and it fell gently to the middle of her back.
The mysterious woman crossed her arms in front of her, expecting for an answer.
The three pairs of eyes were wide with slight fear as they stared up at the lengthy woman.
With a shaky voice, Matt chose to be the brave one and answer.
"Um..w-we were just..uh..looking for L's new class."
"L?" The woman's dark eyes shifted onto the raven boy before her. "Are you L Lawliet?" A sweet smile appeared across her features.
L's black orbs gaped wide at the woman. He nodded slightly and answered. "Yes it is." An ever brighter smile etched its way onto her face.
"Then you must be my class' new classmate. I am Miss Misora, your teacher for the remainder of the year." Miss Misora held her hand out the L and shook his hand. L couldn't help but allow the corners of his mouth twitch upwards into one of those odd smiles of his. He had a feeling that the remainder of this school year was gonna be quite enjoyable. Miss Misora was really polite when she spoke to him. Case in point she was polite no matter who she spoke with.
"Well then." She began. "How bout you two run along back outside until the bell rings. I want to Get L settled in ahead of time."
"Okay then." Matt replied with a smile.
"See ya after school L!"
"Bye." L gave another quirky smile and waved goodbye to the two boys.
"Okay, first things first. My classroom isn't that far away. It's just right here. "She indicated towards an opening just across the hall. L followed her as she proceeded across the hall, just now remembering he was still carrying a backpack on his shoulder and a paper bag with his lunch in it.
They stepped into the classroom and the eight year olds eyes widened in amazement. The room was fairly large. The walls were decorated with various types of posters. Some talking about the classroom rules, others some of the students made using many varieties of colors and such. L noticed that the wall across the room had two giant windows overlooking the playground and the field off in the distance. Miss Misora's desk rested along that wall in the front corner, which was is disorderly mess. L then noted how each student had their own individual desk which L was glad for. He also admired how each student had decorated a hand-made folder according to December's upcoming holiday. Each folder had a name on them and were taped onto the front of the desks so it hung and was easy to read. L couldn't get enough of how exciting and welcoming the atmosphere felt, he knew he was gonna enjoy it here.
Miss Misora turned to look at an amazed L Lawliet before her. "I see you have brought your lunch. We have a special place for those." She motioned behind L and he turned around to see a large blue round bucket baring a name tag in the front reading: "Miss Misora, Grade 2"
"Students that bring their lunch to school put their lunches in here until lunch time comes. Every class has them."
L decided that he put his lunch in the bucket, glad to be rid of it for the time being.
For the next couple of minutes Miss Misora explained the rules of her classroom to L. which the boy found easy to abide by. She showed him around the room and even assigned him his very own desk. So he emptied out his backpack and placed his school supplies inside the cubby hole connected underneath the desk. Then he was given a locker of his own and he was glad to be rid of his backpack and his coat that L believed was making him feel overheated.
"Well, do you have any questions L?" Misora asked whilst sitting at her desk. L shook his head and added a small smile.
"No. I understand."
"Okay well, you may take your seat and when all of my students have arrived. I will introduce you to the class."
"Okay." L nodded and took a seat at his desk.
It wasn't that long until the bell rang. And even shortly after that lockers were being slammed shut and students came piling into the classroom.
L watched them with wide observant eyes. His thumb was placed directly at the corner of his mouth and he sat in a very peculiar way. His knees were drawn up to his chest and balanced himself on he pads of his feet. But of course he had tennis shoes on, old and worn out ones at that.
As children stepped through the door the first thing that caught their eye was L, sitting in that unusual position. Not to mention his hair was an unkempt mess and he held pencils in a weird way that made it appear as if they were carrying diseases.
L watched as students sat down in desks all around him then glanced back up at Miss Misora. He was preparing himself for the short speech he knew he would have to give.
"Good morning class. Now, if you haven't noticed yet, we have a new student joining us for the rest of this school year." Misora motioned towards L sitting at his desk. In an instant L felt a million pairs of eyes focus in on him, studying him.
"L, would you be so kind as to introduce yourself to the class?"
Said boy nodded and walked up to the front of the class. All eyes were on him now. He took a deep breath and begun to speak.
"My name is L Lawliet..." It was all he could think of at the moment. Confused, he placed his thumb directly at the corner of his mouth once again and looked at Miss Misora.
"How about you tell us a little bit about yourself L?" She suggested.
"Um..yes, well..I used to live in England until I was two, then I moved here and..." He trailed off a bit at the end gazing up at the ceiling., contemplating what else he would say until finally speaking again. "And I love sweets." The last statement was spoken with another one of his trademark quirky smiles.
"Okay, you may take your seat now."
L nodded and sat back down.
"Well class, I'm gonna finish taking attendance and then we will continue making our Ginger Bread Houses." Miss Misora smiled and walked back over to her computer.
' Hm? Ginger Bread Houses? Then that means...' Candy canes, M&M's, Dots, Licorice, Graham crackers, cream filling and many other sugar filled treats. L's eyes lit up with joy and a rather large grin appeared across his features.
Once Miss Misora was finished with the attendance she had one row at a time go to the back counter and grab their Gingerbread houses. L eyeballed each student that returned back with their supplies with large hopeful eyes. HIs fingers gripped tighter on the knees of his jeans. He squirmed in his seat over excited that he gets to participate in making a house. Handling sweets is his specialty!
However when he noticed that almost every student had their supplies laid out in front of them, a familiar sting of pain hit his chest. So many unsettling thoughts assaulted his mind. Did Miss Misora already forget that there was a new student named L Lawliet in the room? Or was it that she was just too busy with the more important children that she didn't feel like wasting her time on someone so useless? L couldn't take this feeling of rejection and being left out. It happened to him so many times before and he just wanted to get away from it.
He let his head drop low allowing strands of his black hair cover over his eyes. He didn't allow anyone to see him in this state.
L reached inside his desk, playing with some stray pencil shavings just to pass the time and to pretend he wasn't there. That's when he felt someone's hand touch his shoulder. He immediately looked up to see Miss Misora standing over him. She smiled sweetly at him.
"You didn't think that I'd forget about you, did you?"
L watched as her grin grew larger as she placed a plate in front of him. All the necessary materials laid out on the plate, waiting to be constructed.
L's eyes widened with relief and joy. As he turned to look up at his teacher a large grin etched its way onto his pale face.
"Thank you Miss Misora."
"Not a problem. Here let me help you." She suggested kneeling down next to his desk. For the next few minutes, Miss Misora helped L with how to piece together the graham crackers to form a house. She showed him how to hold the plastic bag with the white cream filling properly. When she was sure that L understood how to assemble the pieces, she went to the back of the room and piled and bunch of the candies onto a plate and placed it in front of him.
"And once you are finished, you can decorate the house with these candies." She smiled sweetly. L nodded and got to work.
It took many attempts for L to finally construct the rectangle due to the pieces falling and coming apart. And when he finally completed the four walls, L sat back and took a short break. He looked at his fingers and noticed some of the white cream he used as glue to hold the walls together. (thought it wasn't really glue)
He looked at it and decided that the white cream appeared edible and tasted sweet. Which it did when he put his fingers in his mouth.
That's when he caught the attention of a slightly younger auburn haired boy.
"You know you're not supposed to be eating that stuff." He spoke as the curious black eyed boy stared at him. L blinked.
"Really?"
"Yes, Miss Misora says that it's made from raw egg whites or something. And she says that you can get sick from eating too much. So it's best not to eat any of it." He explained, feeling proud of his ever-so-intelligent speech.
"Hm..." L turned away and looked back at the project before him. 'Hmph! What could he possibly know about sweets and candies and sugar!?' The raven put his thumb to his mouth, nibbling gently on the skin. He stared at the four walls he constructed and then his gaze fell onto the other plate with the assorted candies. Ah, how tempting they were. He couldn't wait to get his hands on them. Maybe eating one M&M wouldn't hurt.
L picked up a green M&M with his index finger and thumb. He studied it for a few seconds before popping it int his mouth. A subtle smile appeared on his face, savoring the sugary goodness.
The auburn haired boy that had previously spoken to L was known as Light Yagami. He was busy trying to place the final triangle piece on the house correctly. Just when he was positive that his deep concentration paid off, Light felt crumbs hit him on the side of his face.
' What the..?' His eyes twitched each time a crumb hit him. Half eaten M&M's flew his way, landing in front of him. Just so many things kept flying his way as if someone had the intent to start a food fight with him and was trying to get his attention.
Light turned his head in the direction in which the line of fire was coming from. L sat there eating the candy off the plate like he was a starving orphan. Light stared at him, eyes wide. He never seen anything like it before.
L was uncontrollably stuffing his face with the contents that lay on the plate. Some of the white cream mixture stuck to the corners of his mouth and somehow got into his hair.
"What?" L questioned, quite nonchalantly. He bit off a piece of the graham cracker and stared at him with large black eyes.
Light had to try his best to suppress a laugh witnessing L in this kind of a state. Some of the other children had to turn around to see where all that flying candy came from. And when they saw the huge mess this one student created, they couldn't help but burst out in laughter, pointing at him.
L looked around at everyone, franticly, feeling confused and unsure of what to do. Everyone was pointing and laughing and L couldn't comprehend why. He glanced down at his knees resting on his knees and found himself a complete mess. Sounds of laughter still continued to engulf him as he lifted his head and turned to Light. He stared at the auburn haired boy in utter confusion, worry, embarrassment and slight fear. Light seized his quiet snickering, feeling remorse for the boy.
"Class, class, what in the world is going on?" Miss Misora questioned hanging up the phone. She gazed around the room until she found the source of her class' amusement. She gasped and held a hand to her mouth.
"Oh my god..! L..!"
L wiped his head around in the direction of the teacher, a panicky glint in his eyes. The class' cackling had already quieted down once Miss Misora grabbed their attention.
L stared at her, silent and still like a statue, afraid that she would yell. Except she gave him a sympathetic smile. The raven slowly relaxed in his seat, his thumb placed at the corner of his mouth.
"Light?"
"Yes?"
"Could you take L to the restroom and help clean him up?"
"Uh, yeah, sure." Light agreed. He stood up and motioned for L to follow. L hesitated for a brief second then rose from his seat.
"Here, Light, use this towel. It will work a lot better with getting the stuff out of his hair." Miss Misora smiled offering a small had towel. Light gladly took it and entered the hallway with L closely behind.
..:LxLight/LightxL:..
The sound of flowing water echoed throughout the room. L stood silently in front of the island sink observing the water flow down the drains. Not once did he speak a single word since him and Light exited the classroom. He was too embarrassed to say anything. Something in the back of his mind wouldn't stop telling him that Light would make fun of him as much as everyone else had already.
"Wow.." L turned to look at him. "..I never seen anyone so in love with candy like that before." Light finished with a slight chuckle. Though L chose not to respond He couldn't find the right words.
"You should probably wash your hands." L did as he was told and stuck both hands underneath the soothing warm water. Light took the towel that their teacher gave him and let the water soak it. He rung the water out over the sink and began to gently scrub his hair to get rid of the white clumps. L cringed when he felt droplets of water trickle down his neck and back.
"Sorry."
"It's alright."
Light continued what he was doing in an awkward silence. L finished washing his hands and left them hanging over the sink's edge, dripping. He didn't want to move to grab a few paper towels while Light was busy somewhat washing his hair. He didn't know why, but he always seemed to feel self-conscience when he was left in this kind of a situation. But to his relief, Light had noticed and reached over grabbing some paper towels and handed them to L.
L smiled slightly. "Thanks.."
"No problem." Light smiled in return. He wanted desperately to be rid of this awkward silence so he figured this would be the perfect moment to.
"So, how do you light Eishu?"
"It's..great." L half lied. He knew he had failed at his attempt at lying but he couldn't really help it. He sighed to himself knowing that Light had caught him in the act.
"Now, I wouldn't worry about the others back in the class. They were just..um..hm."
"No, it's alright. I..I don't mind." And the sad truth was, was that he really didn't mind at all. He was always picked on at school, mostly for how weird he looks and why he always wears the same clothes every day. L had gotten used to it over the past years he has been in school (he is in 2nd grade). He pretty much ignored them whenever it happened, but it never really worked out for him.
"Aw c'mon now. Don't listen to them. They are all just really stupid." Light was facing him now. L hesitated for a brief second but smiled nonetheless. Then he turned away and glanced at the mirror. Some of his raven hair was damp from the water. Mostly on the ends, it was a mystery how the glue-like substance got there in the first place.
"See, when I first came here, other kid's made fun of me too."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"But, how? You seem normal to me." L commented shyly with his thumb pressed against the corner of his mouth. He was always shy around new people and having a conversation with someone new was usually difficult for him.
"Well, I don't know why exactly they did it. I guess they just like to pick on the new students." Light responded.
"When did they do that?"
"Last year in first grade. I came here in February."
"Oh." L couldn't find anything else to add, so he hoped that Light would. He didn't wanna be left alone in another awkward silence again.
"So, what school did you used to go to?" The auburn haired boy questioned, his caramel eyes livid.
"Well, I was born in England, then I moved to Okinawa. I'm not sure what the name of the school was though."
"Ah."
Before they even knew it they were already walking down the hall to their class. L was cleaned up now. His hair had almost completely dried by now and was in its usual style. Messy and unkempt. They trode down the hall side by side in silence once again. Yet, it wasn't as unnerving as before.
"Oh! Um, what am I gonna do about my gingerbread house?" L asked.
"Oh yeah, that. Hmm..." Light stopped and put a finger to his mouth, trying to think of an alternative. L stared at his face, searching his eyes for an answer, but he came up short.
"Hmm..Well, I guess..Oh I know!!" His eyes suddenly grew wide with excitement.
"What is it?" The raven asked, sounding a little impatient.
"Maybe Miss Misora will let you and me work together. It shouldn't take too long, all we really need to do is put that last piece on there and then decorate it!"
"Really? You think she will let me work with you?" L questioned slightly confused but grateful the suggestion came up. He never even thought of that either.
"She's gotta. But, there is only one way to find out, C'mon L!" L didn't even have enough time to respond for Light had grabbed L's hand and began running for the classroom, nearly dragging L with him in the first few seconds.
L's heart pounded in his chest with the joy of having a friend. He admitted it to himself as him and Light worked hard on finishing their house together, that Light was his first real friend. He wasn't so sure if Light felt the same way or he was just being overly nice to him, since he was new. But, L decided that he was gonna have to wait and see if this first day spelt a good omen for him for the rest of his life.
He also had to admit that moving from Okinawa to the Kanto region of Japan, was probably the best thing that ever happened to him. Though L only saw that in the present day perspective. Yet he didn't really care, he had a new friend and with his new friend he wouldn't have to worry about people picking on him anymore. Or at least that if they did, L hoped that Light would save him from them. L had to smile at that thought. For the first time in all his years, he felt truly happy.
..:LxLight/LightxL:..
A/N: OMFG!..I am so freakin happy right now!! I have finally finished this chapter! it took me forever! And to Lawli-chanxoxobigbang, I am so sorry that I took forever to finally post this..But everyone I really hope that all of you have enjoyed this first chapter it took me forever..I first wrote it out on paper, writing the whole thing out and I ended up on page 22 I think, but I didn't finish writing it..lol so near the end I kinda just winged it cuz I really really REALLY wanted to get this posted to see how all of you like it
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oh, and sorry for all the freakin describing of the school, but it was kind of needed I suppose..lol it's pretty much the description of my elementary school when I was little so yah..''..lol so yah..lol and I'm not so sure, but I think in the near future I will end up putting previews down here at the bottom. I'm not sure yet, I have to see how everything goes
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