Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with the Death Note, only this story. Although I'd like to have DN, just don't know what I would do with it.
AN: I took the liberty to change the plot and shorten it. This is happening after the manga chapter when L shows his appearance to Raito's father.
This story contains several parts. To be clear, parts, not chapters.
It's kinda pointless, but I'd appreciate if you review. :)
I hope you'll enjoy it and please make sure to review.
Prologue
Despite the fact that he befriended with the head of Kira investigation, Yagami Suichirou, L knew that Kira was someone from the police, and it could easily be Yagami himself.
For days he was wondering what to do, since Yagami was the least dubious among the cops in Kira case. But, from experience, he knew that the one to be the least dubious is, actually, the one to be guilty.
Sitting in the darkness of his hotel room, barefoot, in front of his computer, he was checking on Yagami's family. An unclear idea was born in his head. He intended to befriend with Yagamis, in order to prove his theory. Besides, it would be fun, since nobody knew his true name. If someone from Yagami family was Kira, he or she couldn't kill him.
Of course, he couldn't get close to Suichirou as much as he wanted, since he had set the rule not to mix professional and personal life, in order to maintain safety.
But now, that rule was hindrance. Therefore, he needed to befriend with another family member. If he befriended with wife, Suichirou would think that it was adultery, so it was out of the question.
To befriend with daughter, they could consider him a pedophile. So the last to remain was son.
Yagami Raito.
And L knew that the boy was a perfect choice. Looking at the boy's files, he saw that Raito was 18 years old, so not a kid, but not yet a man. Perfect. He was very smart, as well, according to the results from school. If only L knew how much Raito was smart.
Maybe it was time to put the shoes on and see the daylight for the first time in a long period of time. It was time to crawl out of comfy beds and armchairs.
First thing to do was to find out where Raito went for lunch during the school break.
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Part 1: Look
There was too much confidence in those pretty eyes. L couldn't help but notice they were pretty.
He was arrogant.
He was a challenge.
L loved challenges.
It started with the idea that if those eyes look at him with that well-known trust once more, he'll fall for Raito. At first, it seemed silly, and he was laughing at himself.
He was odd enough for society. He really didn't need to add a title of a faggot to that.
But still…The younger Yagami's eyes were the first to catch his attention. They were so deep, intense and they were hiding a secret.
'No way!' L thought, but never put that possibility aside. He just didn't want to rush with conclusions. 'No way he's Kira!'
It would really be the great irony--all of them were too close to Kira, but they didn't even know.
It would really be too much.
But the detective in him was always taking Raito as one of the suspects.
"Raito, is there anything wrong with my look?" he asked one day, when he thought that they had broken the ice and that Raito was considering him a friend.
"What do you mean?" asked the brunet absentmindedly. He was reading a computer magazine, lying on the bed in his room.
L was sitting next to him, barefoot, of course.
"It's just that every girl I've been with would run away after a month of being with me. They usually say that there is something wrong when they look at my eyes. And generally, they find me odd."
Raito smiled, shifting his look from the magazine to his new best friend. He chuckled.
"But still, they put up with you for a month." he tried to cheer him up.
"That's because they say that…" L trailed off. Too much information, and as a detective, he couldn't let them leak.
"They say what?"
"Doesn't matter…" L hesitated, sucking on his thumb.
Silence.
"There is nothing wrong with your eyes, Ryuuzaki", Raito said, "But it looks that you don't sleep much. You have bags under your eyes, but they're not ugly."
Ryuuzaki…
The fake name. He was dishonest with his only friend. But that was sacrifice he had to take in order to catch Kira.
"What are they, then?"
"Mysterious, I'd say. Like you're some kind of a detective." Raito turned back to his magazine.
'You'll never know that you were right' thought L with certain sadness.
Raito looked at him again.
"When I think better, I know why you don't sleep much and why you keep your girlfriends for at least a month."
"Why?" L looked at him.
Raito gave him a wild smile and winked. He said nothing.
But L could see in his eyes. There was something suggestive in the way Raito was looking at him…Or it was just an illusion.
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Part 2: Touch
It didn't take him long to realize that the universe had decided to play with him. He was now even odder than before. He was queer.
It didn't take him much to realize, for when Raito and he were taking a walk that afternoon, their hands brushed by accident and L could feel shivers down his spine.
He decided to keep his hands in pockets for safety.
But when the wind blew, the raven hair fell in his eyes.
Raito's gentle hand brushed his forehead in order to remove his wild hair.
"Your hair is wild." he stated. For the first time, the great detective remained wordless. He wasn't prepared for situations like that one.
'But that's only my illusion…He's been talking about girls all this day…and the previous one…and the one before that…Besides, I must concentrate on my investigation'
Touch doesn't always have to be gentle.
The touch he had experienced after he had met Raito on purpose, Mr. Yagami had touched his face.
The mark of the touch had remained for days, but Raito had never asked about it.
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Part 3: Brush of the Breeze
It was the matter of a moment. And it caressed him like a breeze.
One day they were sitting in Raito's room, doing nothing.
It was strange how Kira's murders stopped happening all of a sudden. But L had a slight clue why.
"They say that I'm good listener." L said all of a sudden. "So, when they start talking, there's no end. And I just listen. Until they have nothing to say and leave me."
That was sad and Raito made a grimace.
"Oh."
'I don't sleep because I'm odd... And because I'm a detective. I need to solve this case.'
"You thought it was something else?"
"Well" Raito chuckled, gluing his eyes to the ceiling. They were glassy and dreamy. The weather outside was warm and beautiful. He never stopped chuckling, as he fell back on his pillows, "I thought that they were staying with you because you are a …well…good fucker."
L looked at him in confusion and embarrassment.
"Amusing analogy, Raito. But no."
"You sound like a picture of ideal boyfriend. All you need is to listen." Raito looked at him, "I'm your opposite. I just fuck. I never give into emotions."
"But what's the point of a mere touch, let alone everything else, if there is no purpose?"
"What purpose?"
"The feeling of belonging, emotions…love?" L shrugged.
"I never thought of that" Raito admitted, "For example, if I even kiss you, it wouldn't make a difference. It's just a mere touch and nothing more."
To prove his theory, Raito stood up from his comfy pillows, brushing their noses.
Before he did anything, he made an eye contact.
He could feel L's obvious nervousness.
And then the breeze touched them. It was made by gentle brushing of lips.
Raito brushed his lips against L's, asking to access deeper.
Which was approved.
And just like that, Raito's theory was crushed.
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Part 4: Thunder in Our Hearts
A moan escaped his lips. And all the Yagamis knew what was going on.
Raito covered his mouth, but the fact was that he loved L's screams and moans.
Their erratic breathing was echoing in the room.
L was looking so vulnerable, having a strong climax.
Raito smiled in self-satisfaction. He made him come for the third time that evening.
All his family members downstairs were disapproving their relationship. But Raito was too much in love to care.
His father almost died because of that.
Terrible arguments, fights, even. But he remained with L.
And all what L could say to the police associates was: "Fuck Kira case, I'm in love."
For the murders had ceased several months ago, death note long forgotten.
Ryuuku was bored and fed up with voyeurism.
If only he could choke himself with an apple. That would be nice…Or to write his own name in the death note. But all of that was impossible.
"Ryuuzaki…" his whisper was half-moan.
He collapsed next to his boyfriend.
He could hear their wild heartbeats. They sounded like thunders in a distance.
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Part 5: Our Memories
Ryuuzaki: Loose attitude, messy raven hair, bored face expression, so cute, cute, cute…Like he's sleepy all the time. Barefoot, sugar lover…
That's how Raito remembered him after several months of being together. If the circumstances were different and if he knew that Ryuuzaki was actually L, a detective that found him dubious, he would think he was asshole and would hate him to death.
It's been four years now.
They were planning a family.
They would create a new photo album.
The old one was containing so many pictures of them, happy most of the time.
For they were compatible.
Opposites attract.
"I wish to remember you the way you are now." whispered Raito while watching his lover in a blissful state of sleep.
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Part 6: The Discovery
"A stupid L! That's what you've been all the time!" Raito screamed, "Observing me!" the whole world was crashing before him.
"And you're Kira." L stated peacefully." But I don't make a fuss."
Raito was restlessly pacing through his room.
"I wish I could kill you…If only I had that death note…But my desk burned when you tried to open that drawer…"
"You don't know my true name."
"I've been with you for so many years, believing I was wrong, that love really existed. But all of those were lies…You…liar…!" he collapsed on the bed. "Don't wanna see you anymore…"
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Epilogue
"But Raito, you should know one thing….One day love will save the world…not death." L said and left Raito's room.
Love will save the world…
"I love you, Kira." Raito could hear as L was leaving. He turned to look at the closed door.
I won't turn you in, Raito
He flipped the phone open.
Two fingers of five were holding the other phone.
"Come back here, L…"
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Owari
