Person Just for Me
Pairing: L x Raito
Rating: T
Summary: AU, Yaoi. Death Note/Chobits Crossover. L buys a new persocom, but later figures out that the persocom he bought is no ordinary humanoid computer. LxRaito
AN: I really wanted to do a crossover with Death Note and something. I thought this idea would be cute. x3
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor do I own Chobits.
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A bored, raven-haired man walked down the street, bored. Was bored already mentioned? Whatever, L would add it to a sentence fifty times over, because that was what he was. Bored. Watari, his guardian after his parents died, said he had to get out more. Dark, obsidian eyes lines with heavy bags from lack of sleep were a strong contrast against his milky skin, which had gotten that way due to lack of sunlight. He glanced back and forth between the stores that lined the rather busy street. He had glanced in every single window he passed before he grew bored of the uninteresting things behind said glass and looked away.
L stopped and turned to look at a persocom specialty shop. These humanoid computers, who could be programmed to do anything for you, were getting quite popular lately. He had thought about getting one for himself recently. Watari had been on his back for a long time about him being tidier. He could get one to clean up and do other chores for him.
The twenty-five year old shrugged to himself and walked into the store. He had enough pocket money to buy the whole store, let alone one. He looked around at the different models. Some girls, some guys. The best models were displayed at the front windows, but he had no interest in them. Most of the models wore skimpy clothing, or clothing that reminded L of swimming suits. He soon reached the back of the store, where a woman behind a counter was sitting. She looked up at L as he walked by. Her face showed a small amount of disgust at first, but soon morphed into a fake, customer-friendly smile.
L didn't really take notice of her reaction. Many people seemed appalled with how L looked. He wore generally the same outfit everyday, which was a long-sleeved white wool sweater with baggy, faded jeans. He wore loose running shoes, and no socks. His posture was horrible, and he looked like if he stood up straight he would crack in two. The lady got up from behind the desk and walked up to L.
"Hello! Are you interested in buying a persocom?" She smiled at him. L wanted to wipe that fake smile off her face. If she didn't want to smile, why bother? He sure didn't. L was always emotionless, and didn't bother showing politeness to others. Most others never showed any to him, anyways.
"Yes." He answered simply. His eyes still gazed around the shop.
"Our best models are displayed at the front. They're updated with the latest—"
"I'm not interested in those ones." He interrupted as he held up a hand lazily to stop her from blabbering on about product he didn't even like. She stopped and gave him an annoyed look before smiling again, a little more nervously.
"Okay. Call me if you're interested in anything." The lady then walked into the backroom. L was then left alone in the room, with no other customers in the small shop at the moment. For some reason, he felt a strange feeling take over him, and he felt his eyes being drawn to something. An object he hadn't noticed before lay in the back corner. A persocom.
The raven-haired man raised an eyebrow at the sight, and walked towards it. The persocom looked like an older model, and it was a male. He was lying on a pile of garbage bags, and he was a little dirty. The persocom had silky auburn tresses that hung over his eyes in the position he was laying in, and wore an oversized white button-up shirt. He had a different type of ear style; sort of like a cats, but to the side of his head. They were white on the top and pink on the bottom, which looked kind of out of place on the male. He crouched down to get a better look at him, when he heard a sound coming from his side.
"That one is a defected model. We're thinking of throwing it away, so I would look somewhere else." The lady said as she looked at him with a weird look. Probably wondering why a guy would get a male model, when there were so many beautiful female models.
"No, it's interesting. I'll buy it off you." He said as he stood up. The lady tilted her head to the side, but nodded. Why not sell something that they were going to get rid of for free? L took out one hundred thousand yen and handed it to her. Much less than what the others were going for, but the lady wasn't going to complain. It was trash, anyways.
After giving Watari a call, L leaned down to pick up the persocom, who looked light, but he was taken by surprise. He was heavier than he had expected. He picked him up with more effort the next try, and lifted him up into his arms bridal style. He carried the persocom out the door and to the Rolls Royce he found waiting for him in front of the store. He failed to notice the small chip that had fallen out of the boys shirt. The back door opened and an older man stepped out. His hair had faded to a light gray, and he had wrinkled on his withered face. He had rather bushy eyebrows, a moustache, and wore a brown hat.
He stepped out of the car and held the door open for L, who sat the persocom down into the seat and walked around to the other side of the car. He slipped in, followed by Watari, and the driver took off. He was sitting with his feet on the seat, and his knees were pulled up into his chest. L glanced over at his new persocom, and couldn't help but feel somewhat accomplished.
After taking another look at his persocom, he noticed that he was actually extremely beautiful. Not much light had gotten to him from the dark corner of the shop, but now he could see his features more clearly. His face looked absolutely adorable, and somewhat innocent. The sunrays accented some strands of his hair, enhancing his looks. His body was built to perfection. He was so different from the other models. He just stood out. He didn't think that they could've made something like him.
L suddenly felt a pair of eyes on him, and he turned to see Watari staring at him. He knew what the older man was thinking. He too questioned his sexuality.
Watari simply gave him a look and then turned away to look out the window. L was in the middle of his new persocom and Watari, so he just stared at his knees. His hands were perched atop said joints, and he began to absent-mindedly fiddle with the loose denim.
They soon arrived at L's large mansion, and he carried the heavy persocom inside. He brought him up to his room and placed him on the sheets. L sighed and wiped at his forehead before taking a seat beside the male. He didn't have a name for him. It had to be something nice, something that suited him. He couldn't make a decision too fast.
L knew a bunch about computers, but he never really took the time to look into how these humanoid computers worked. He examined the limp body for some sort of 'on' button. He found it on the back of his neck, hidden by the soft locks of brown hair.
As soon as he pressed the button, the boys eyes snapped open. If you listened carefully you could hear sounds coming from his hard-drive. After a short moment, the sounds stopped, which probably meant he was fully turned on. L watched the persocom rise up into a sitting position. He was so unbelievably human. His honey-brown eyes scanned the room with a somewhat confused expression. He finally turned to look at L, and tilted his head to the side.
"Raito?"
L blinked. What had he just said? It sounded like the bad pronunciation of the English word, light. L scooted back a bit so he could see more of the persocom. Said robot simply stared back at him. He was so damn adorable! L couldn't help but think that. He couldn't deny he was attracted to him, even if it was a persocom.
"Raito…?" He said again as he crawled forward towards L. The raven-haired boy blinked again and the persocom raised a hand and began poking at L's face. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance and swatted his hand away. A thought came to his head.
"Raito?" There, he said it again.
"Is that all you can say?" He asked as he cupped the persocoms chin and turned it from side to side, inspecting it.
"Raito…"
"Maybe you are defected…" He pulled his hand away, but the brown-haired computer instantly reached out and grabbed it. L looked into his honey-coloured eyes, and felt an emotion welling up inside him. The boys face looked sad. Had he been hurt by what he said?
"…Raito!" L suddenly said instead of the persocom, which made said boy blink. L smiled and patted the computer on the head.
"Your name will be Raito."
L was suddenly thrown to the floor from the force of Raito's hug. He winced as his back hit the ground, but quickly composed himself and looked down. Raito's arms were wrapped around his torso and he was nuzzling his face into his chest. He was beaming at him with a look of pure happiness. L couldn't help but be sucked in by the look, and wrapped his arms around Raito in return. He wasn't as heavy as he was before. Maybe he was only heavy when he was off?
Oh well, it didn't matter. He grabbed Raito's shoulders and lifted him off of him. He picked him up and sat him down. Raito looked up at the now-standing L. He looked down at the brunette, who was still only in an oversized button-up shirt. He needed to get him some pants. He looked at the colour of the bottom half of his EAR (which he learned that it stood for Electronic Audio-video Relay), which was pink. He would need to find clothes that matched that.
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Yes, this is the perfect look… Misa nodded to herself. She smiled contently at the persocom that stood rather confused-looking in front of her. She turned around and held her hands to the sides of her mouth.
"Hey L! I'm done!" L, who had asked his friend Misa for wardrobe help, walked into the room and looked at his new persocom. He noticed a few big differences.
First; he was cleaned up and his hair was looked smooth and shiny, second; he had pants on, and third; he looked even more attractive than yesterday, but still un-presentable. Raito wore baggy, khaki-coloured Capri's with a rather gangster-looking black shirt. L shook his head.
"He looks too much like a juvenile delinquent." He said with a shrug, to which the famous super model huffed. She folded her arms across her chest.
"Fine! I have more outfits! Outside with you!" She rushed his out of the room and slammed the door in his face. L simply brought his thumb up to his lip and absently chewed on the digit lightly.
A few long minutes after, L was invited to come back in. He was taken by surprise at the outfit Misa had chosen for him. He wore a tight pink button-up shirt underneath a white wool vest with khaki dress pants. Misa smirked with pride.
"What do you think?" She said with a smug grin. L simply stared with wide eyes. He nodded and dropped his hand to his side, only to shove them into his pockets.
"I like it." He smiled to the brunette, he beamed back happily at him.
"Raito!"
"Ooff!" L was thrown back again, but since they were in his oversized, carpeted closet, it didn't hurt as much as before. Raito snuggled against him, and L simply looked down at him. He heard a small stifled laughter, and looked up at Misa.
"You two looked like THE. CUTEST. COUPLE. EVER" She squealed, to which L raised an eyebrow. He pushed Raito off of him and got back up onto his feet. He brushed himself off and looked over to Misa again.
"He's a persocom, Misa-san. A humanoid computer," L informed her before grabbing Raito's hand and walking out of the room. Misa knew her way around his large mansion; she has been there many times. She could leave on her own. He waved a hand to Misa and called over his shoulder.
"Thanks for the outfit."
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AN: I wanted to get this idea on here. I'm working on other stories as well, and they're my top priority at the moment. So I might not update this as soon as I could.
But this will be continued.
Thanks for reading, please review!
