AN: Hello again! This is my second story. It seems long to me, but it most likely isn't to you because everything is longer when you're writing it! If you've ever written a story, you know exactly what I mean!
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, or its characters. That's so depressing...
When L walked onto the balcony, the boos of disapproval filled his ears. What balcony? The balcony of Kira's palace of course. To better explain...
It was a chilly night, L and Kira were walking down the streets. Just taking a walk, because apparently Light has been able to make L do small, well big to L, things like this recently.
Something seems wrong with him.
"Ryuzaki, is something bothering you?"
"The cold." The mentioned detective side gazes at Light.
"No, not that.." The carmel haired boy scratches the back of his neck. "Raito-Kun is not being very clear."
Light wouldn't mention what was on his own mind. The fact that he knows L's name now... How? Because Misa told him. Because after she got the shinigami eyes for a second time, the blonde ironically remembered L's name.
"Fine..don't tell me what's wrong..it doesn't bother me." L gives the younger a curious look, before focusing on where he's walking.
"L.." Suddenly, L's hand is engulfed by Light's. Comfort is the opposite of L's feelings now. "Raito-Kun..?" L is weary. "Just trust me as a friend." With L agreeing to that, his fate was sealed..
Light tugs the raven haired detective into an alley. All the more ironic, in Light's mind. An alley...alleys are known for criminals, and dark dealings.
"What are y-" his words are quickly cut off by Light's hand. "Lawliet." with one word, L is filled with emotion. Fear, dread, defeat...
Light can feel L's lips mumble against his palm, and already know what he's saying. "How? Misa is the second Kira." L is smart not to struggle obviously, there's no point to, it'd be a waste of energy.
And after that, L was forced to give up everything. The task force was killed, including Light's father. Watari was killed as well. L was kept alive purely to humiliate him. To prove that Kira has the ultimate power.
L pov:
Continuing with the boos of the crowd, I look down, look anywhere but Kira. Kira...Light...he's standing right next to me. Dressed in a royal, diamond studded kimono. It contrast greatly against my own ragged, orange prisoner clothes. I had my own little cell under Kira's castle. It's where his 'prized trophies' were kept.
There's a small mic attached to the collar of his kimono. I'm ninety percent certain that his outfit cost as much as five people's whole wardrobes at least.
He starts giving some sort of speech, but it sounds more like ranting about how he's God and I'm a pest...a pest whose wits rival his, though he doesn't mention that. Nor does he mention only winning because of a supernatural weapon. It's not fair.
Now Kira turns to me. "Bow at your God's feet, beg to live and to be forgiven, maybe I'll be merciful enough to let you live." I frown, and don't make a single move to concede at all.
The once Kira suspect motions, and a guard snatches my hair. I'm quickly forced onto my knees, face against his feet, which I now notice are in roman styled sandals.
The guard lets go when he's sure I won't move. Because why move now? I'm already at his feet, and on my knees.
"Behold, the great L, is defeated!" cheers erupt from the crowd. It's almost deafening, not because of the noise though...how could people, that I've worked to protect as a detective, turn so easily against me? Is there even one person besides myself that would dare to stand against him? No.
"But I give him one more chance at life...he is to be a servant in my castle, a humble servant who's purpose is to serve his God."
And then that's it. I'm drug back by Kira into the castle again, then handed off to some guards. What will happen to me now? What does Kira have planned?
I'm about to find out, I'm mostly wondering what he means by 'servant'...like a maid? I don't know how to do that. I'll have to learn, act good, and escape. That's what I'll do.
I'm drug down to a room as I think. Strange...this room is..a torture looking room. "If you disobey at any time, we have orders to whip you until you beg for forgiveness." One guard coldly informs. Then I'm drug out to a different room. A bedroom. It's actually very plain, black everything. Nothing fancy truly. Three beds. "Servants quarters. You'll be sharing a room with two other people." I nod again.
"Get dressed, your clothes are in the dresser." they don't leave. They're going to watch? And I was accused of being a pervert. I walk to the dresser, stomach growing as I do so. 'Hungry..I'm even skinnier than before. I can see my ribcage..'
When I open the dresser, I stare at the contents blankly. 'This is what he meant? He wants me to wear this? I'd rather wear a suit, though I don't like them either. But they're better than a this.' It's full of maid dresses.
-Third person pov-
At a long table full of food, Kira sits. Who had to put the food on the table? L of course. All the while Kira and a guard were watching to make sure L ate none of it.
And now? The guard is gone at least. L switches feet, standing in front of the closed door.
A wicked grin spreads across Kira's handsome features. "Come here, Lawliet." L becomes visibly more uncomfortable at the usage of his last name.
"For wh-" L is cut off by the teenage 'God'. "Do I have to come get you myself, or can you willingly walk over here?" Hesitating, the raven haired man walks to Kira's side. "Feed me."
L's eyes widen slightly, and he presses a thumb to his lips. "You have two hands, you are fully capable of doing that yourself." blunt. Always so blunt. "But I don't want to."
The only reason L decides to comply, is he isn't too fond of that torture room. He'd rather not learn what it felt like to be whipped until he begged...it isn't the most pleasant of ideas.
The spoon feels cold in his hand as he scoops up some of the steaming soup. "Too hot. Fix it." With his lips turned down slightly in a small frown, he blows lightly on the spoon until it's cool, then pulls back.
Kira's mouth opens, and L resist the strong urge to start a fight, like the old days. Old days...they're gone. Slowly, L feeds the cocky man soup. When he's about to pull his hand away, Kira grabs L's wrist. "I don't like it. I want something else." L drops the spoon, from surprise. "What else could you want?"
Instead of verbally answering, L feels a tongue licking at his knuckles, then kissing up his arm. L winces at the contact, not liking it at all. He had expected many things from Kira, sure. The list would include everything from harsh words, to torture. But sexual harassment? No, that was not on the list.
It doesn't take long for Kira to reach L's lips, which is when L jumps back, hand slipping out of Kira's loosened grip. This causes Kira to growl, mad that he's being defied. "You're the only one who defies me. For that reason, L Lawliet, you're my toy."
'Toy? His greatest enemy, is now his toy? Toy...' L is upset by these words, because he's more than that. He's...he was the world's greatest detective.
Kira stands up, and walks to the ex-detective. "Come here. Submit to me, concede. Be my toy.." Now he's speaking directly into L's ear. "My Lawliet." L's face is blank-except for the slight brush that dust across his cheeks.
"Never." L states, glaring at Kira, which only causes Kira to pull back with a smirk. Their eyes lock. "That's my favorite thing about my toy."
L bolts to the door suddenly. Locked. L's fist clench. "You want me to be your toy because I defy you, but you also want me to submit. Wouldn't that make me lose my purpose as your toy, if I were to be agreeing to your every word?" The raven turns around.
"You're worried that you'll bore me? Dear L, you could never bore me." Kira smirks. "I'm not worried, simply curious at your words, they don't make sense to me." L replies, watching Kira take long steps towards him slowly. "They will."
L closes his eyes when he's pinned to the door. "Are you willing to be my toy?" A shudder escapes L when a hand runs up his thigh. "Perverted mind. I can list one too many flaws, flaws that a criminal would have. Because you are a criminal. I would never willingly bow to a criminal. You're disgusting."
Kira shakes lightly in anger. "I am NOT a criminal. Get out of my sight! I was going to let you eat with me, but it seems you aren't hungry." He opens the door, causing L to fall backwards. He scrambles away, going back to his room-it isn't like he can escape. There's such high security here, such high security everywhere Kira goes.
When L enters his room, he's very shocked to see his room mates.