Summary: Raito never regained his memory of the death note and 8 years later, L and him are still working together. But as Light finds out that even though L was raised at an orphanage, he's not an orphan. And when he is introduced to L's mother, everything is thrown for a loop.
Disclaimer: I do not own death note. Neither do I own the cities of London and Manchester, though that goes without saying.
It was two days before Christmas and in London, it was pouring down. Not snow, as one might have liked, but rain. Raito sighed as he looked out the window. The rain didn't bother him that much, but the prospect of holidays did.
"Raito?"
A voice brought him back to reality as he turned to L. They had been working together at the Kira-case, and when that had reached a slitghtly disappointing end, L had offered him a job. They had been travelling around the world a lot, but their base was here, in London. Even though that limited Raito's time with his family, he didn't really mind. L was his best friend and being able to work with him and also do what he did best was more than he could have asked for.
"Yes, L?"
"Is Ratio-kun alright?"
Raito couldn't help but smiled. L talked to him in Japanese, like he always did when he sensed something was wrong. "Yeah. Just a touch of the holiday mood, I guess."
L nodded. "Not being able to spend it with your family, I see."
"No it's not that." He stretched a bit. "Christmas is not that important in Japan anyway…" A pause. "… as… you probably know."
"Then what?"
"It's just…" He sighed again, feeling a bit silly. "Everyone's on a break. Misa is away working, and I'll have to think about how to waste my time productively, I suppose."
He noticed L shuddering. The older man had never liked Misa in the first place and after the wedding, he'd seemed to dislike her even more. Oh, the wedding. It had been a travesty for sure. The bride and the best-man hating each other was never a good start.
"You know…" L said, after a long, uncomfortable silence. "You're more than welcome to spend Christmas with me and my family. If you want."
Now Raito was more than shocked. He was power-chocked, if you could even use that word. "Not to be insensitive L, but I thought you were an orphan."
"I was raised in an Orphanage, Raito-kun. I'm not an orphan."
Raito took on the shape of a question mark.
"So, do you want to come?" Apparently, no answer to his questioning face.
"Um… Ok… Thanks."
And so, the next day, Raito found himself on a train from London to Manchester. He still didn't know exactly how he ended up here, but as he apparently had packed his own bags, it seemed like it was his choice. If it had been a wise choice, he didn't know.
A three hour train ride and a half-hour bus ride later, he was standing next to L outside of a brick house. It was quite nice, Raito thought. Complete with a small garden.
So apparently, L had a mother. He had been pondering this for the entire train ride. Because, what could a mother of this strange man next to him possibly be like? The first thought that struck him was that she'd be an older, female version of L, but he had abandoned that thought quickly. It was too absurd. The one that he had settled on in the end was that she probably was more like Watari; calm and collected, knowing what should be done and how to do it.
He had no idea how wrong he was.
Suddenly, the door swung open and he was blinded by hues of green and pink. Turning to L, he noticed the man was no longer there, but had been swallowed by said colours.
"Lawliiiieeeeeeeeeeeet!!!"
It was a high-pitched woman's voice.
"Hey mom."
The woman, which it apparently was, let go of L and looked over at Raito. He suddenly felt a bit nervous. She was wearing a long, patterned dress with bell sleeves to match. On top of her head rested a big, black feather hat. This, Raito thought, couldn't possibly be L's mother. This woman was a fashion statement (albeit a slightly flamboyant one) and L was, well, L.
"And you must be my Lawliet's boyfriend!"
And before Raito could open his mouth, he was engulfed in a big, motherly hug, finding himself trapped with his face squeezed tightly against her chest.
Wait, what?! Boyfriend!?!?
hoho, first chapter done. I got this idea in my head and thought it was too funny to pass.
and yes, Raito is married but don't worry... L's mother will set him straight. Or, unstraight rather :D
