AN: So this is the beginning of my new and first L/Light story! I hope that you guys like it and leave me lots of reviews:) Please enjoy!
Rethinking Things He Never Knew
kagomes-wanna-be
Chapter One:
A Couch
Light stifled a groan as he attempted to continue his assigned research. The years he had spent studying for hours on end paled in comparison to the strenuous, tedious work he found himself doing day after day. How L could always do this he'd never know. The man would simply stare and stare, read and read, until he finally decided that no matter how many times he read the documents no new information would show itself.
Finally, Light couldn't stop himself from speaking. "Ryuzaki, perhaps we should take a break."
"It is none of my business what Light-kun does," L retorted, clicking away at his keyboard.
"But it is," Light argued, "considering how you are my boss. And these," he added, shaking the chain that connected them to one another.
"Perhaps I should restate myself and say that I do not wish to make Light-kun's laziness any of my business."
"Lazy?" Light asked, holding down the twitch in his eye. "Ryuzaki," he spoke calmly, "I doubt that wanting a ten minute break to rest my eyes after days of nearly non-stop research qualifies as 'laziness.'"
"We do not work 'non-stop'," L corrected. "If we worked 'non-stop' then we would not lose those 6 or more hours every night to your sleeping."
Light let out a disgruntled sigh and rubbed his eyes. "Forgive me for being human."
"Asking for forgiveness for trivial or unavoidable things is a sign of having a greater underlying guilt." His face and voice were as empty as ever, but Light new there was a smirk in the man's mind. "15 percent."
"What!?" Light cried, pushing his chair away from the desk to spin and face L. "It was only 5 percent an hour ago. Why such a large jump?"
"To see your reaction," L admitted. "It really only went up 10 percent, but because you acted so distressed at my growing suspicion, as Kira would, it truly is to 15 percent now."
L never saw the fist coming.
Light punched L in the side of his face as hard as he could, sending his chair spinning with him still perched on it. The chain wrapped around L, pulling tight and causing Light to go spinning as well. L finally stopped spinning and sat for a moment with even wider eyes than normal and hands gripping the armrests desperately. He kicked Light suddenly, grunting as the chain pulled and sent him spinning again before pulling him off the chair.
"There they go again," Matsuda sighed, flipping through his report.
"I find that it is best to treat them like children when they act like children and simply ignore them," Soichiro stated while clicking at his keyboard aimlessly.
The other members of the task force sighed and nodded their heads, going back to their work. Their attention was quickly brought back to the two boys as a loud cracking sound resounded through the room, however. They jumped in alarm and raced to where the two boys resided behind the couch to find Light clutching an unconscious L.
"Ryuzaki?" Light asked, clutching the detective's shoulders. "Ryuzaki??" he asked again, his voice becoming more desperate, shaking the man harder. "Ryuzaki!? Come on, wake up!"
"Light!" Soichiro called out. "What happened?"
Light looked up at the task force members with a scared look on his face, shaking his head. "I-I don't know," he stuttered. "We were fighting and he jumped on me, so I kicked him off, you know? But h-he went back and hit his head on the couch. I think he hit a board in it's back," he explained through many stutters and breaths. He turned back to L and continued to shake him, causing his head to roll around.
Soichiro cursed under his breath and went to go inspect the detective, though his son's vice like grip on him made it hard to do so. Upon coming to the conclusion that something was very wrong with the now comatose detective he turned to Aizawa. "Aizawa, page Watari and tell him it's an emergency and to get here right away."
Aizawa nodded his head and ran to the microphone Ryuzaki used to communicate with Watari, pressing the button. "Yes, Ryuzaki?"
"This is Aizawa. We need you here right away, something's happened to Ryuzaki."
There was a pause as Watari scanned his screen of the work room before a click came through the microphone, signifying the turning off of his microphone. Watari was in the room within a few seconds, rushing over to the scene. At the sight of the young prodigy laying in the arms of his suspect, he took no time in asking questions. "Please, bring him to the garage. We must get him to a hospital."
"Can't we call an ambulance?" Mogi asked.
"No, we can't have anyone outside of the task force inside of this building," Watari said, his voice taking an urgent tone. "Now please, we need to get him downstairs.
They looked back to see Light already lifting L's small frame into his arms. For a second, the thought that someone who held another so gently could never be a mass murderer passed through Matsuda's mind, but he quickly let it go as they followed Watari down to the garage.
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Light sighed for the umpteenth time as he sat in the chair next to Ryuzaki's bed. He looked at the man before being forced to look away again. Just the sight of L in such a manner filled him with dread and guilt. If anything happened to the detective due to the stupid fight that he had started, he doubted he'd be able to forgive himself. The thought of him being stuck in this coma state forever scared him beyond anything. Yes, the bastard may be a workaholic, and he might accuse him of being Kira every single day, but the man had grown to be his friend.
"Son, you can't stay here the entire night," Soichiro said as he handed light his coffee. Black, just like he liked it. "Why don't you come home and spend a night there? I'm sure your mother would love to see you after all this time."
Light sighed and rubbed his wrist where the handcuff should have been found. They had taken it off on the way to the hospital. It would have complicated the matter of getting L help too greatly. "I can't," he finally concluded. "If I were to leave at any moment then he'd clearly accuse me of being Kira and purposely hurting him so I could get away."
That was his excuse, anyway. He had gotten so used to the detective that he wasn't sure how it'd feel without him being there 24/7.
Soichiro sighed but nodded his head. "Yes, I suppose you're right."
"Besides, Watari needs to go watch over headquarters. Someone has to be here if anything happens."
Watari nodded his head in agreement. At first he had been apprehensive to the idea, but slowly realized that Light could do L no harm here, even if he had wanted to. He knew that Kira would never be so stupid as to kill L in such a public place, leaving himself the only possible suspect. Watari had also seen all the files that L had on his suspect, and knew that Light had no experience medically and could not do something to make it seem like a medical error. Plus, in the end, Watari did not believe Light to be Kira.
"We should be on our way then, Mr. Yagami," Watari insisted, standing up from his chair and placing his hat on his head.
"Very well. Light, you have everyone's numbers?"
"Right here," he answered, holding his cell phone up.
"Good. Goodnight, son."
"Goodnight dad."
"Yagami-san."
"Watari."
After acknowledging everyone, the last two men in the room left for the night, leaving Light alone with L. The other members of the task force had left much earlier, wanting to return to their own homes and families for a while. This left Light to himself.
No matter how he tried to not do so, he kept finding himself rubbing at the spot where the handcuff should have been on his wrist. He almost missed the feel of the hard metal against his skin. Three weeks of it always being there could do that to you, he supposed.
His eyes wandered back to the man laying next to him, and this time he couldn't look away. L didn't look as though he were in pain; he merely looked like he was asleep. Light liked the sight. He just looked so peaceful and… stupid. Light almost laughed at the word his mind described him as, but it almost fit. Normally when you looked at L his entire being screamed of logical, eccentric genius. But he looked so normal now, just like any other man he might run into.
Light looked up at the machine displaying L's vitals and relaxed gently. Everything was as it should be, which helped to ease his mind greatly. His eyes slid closed and head leaned back as he slumped down in his chair slightly. Twining his fingers over his chest he allowed himself to be lulled to sleep by the soft beeping which signified the existence of the man laying next to him.
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A groan escaped his throat as he felt himself becoming more aware of his surroundings. There was a shuffling beside him before he felt a hand on his shoulder and heard a voice. He was still too out of it to determine what the voice said, but it sounded eager, almost excited. The hand drew away and the voice became distant as it began to call out to someone. He heard footsteps before a female began talking with the man. Finally he began to understand their words.
"I'll get the doctor right away," the woman said. He assumed it was a nurse due to her statement.
"Thank you. Please hurry." The man's voice was a young one, and deep, but nice sounding.
There were footsteps again and there was a pressure next to him as the man sat down. "Ryuzaki? Ryuzaki are you alright?"
The only thing that could escape hi through was another hoarse groan.
"Right, your throat. The doctor said you might be a bit dehydrated. Let me get you some water." The pressure left his side but returned a moment later. "Ryuzaki, you're going to have to sit up."
A hand slipped behind his head, which he just noticed was positively throbbing, and slowly lifted him up. He groaned again in pain but helped as much as he could, feeling awfully weak. He felt the rim of a cup press against his lips and he parted his lips to allow the cool liquid to flow down his burning throat.
He groaned again and pressed the cup away from him, falling back to clutch his head. "Oh bloody hell," he whispered to himself, finally getting his voice back.
There was a silence before a shift next to him brought his attention back to the other man. "Ryuzaki…" came the tentative voice, a hand resting on his shoulder.
His eyes finally opened, stopping at the sight above him. The young man was leaning over him and staring into his eyes. He was clean and handsome, and his honey brown eyes bore down into his. The medium length hair that was falling into his face was a chestnut brown which highlighted his eyes. He found himself wanting to reach up and run his fingers along the man's tan skin.
The man said no more as they stared at each other. Those eyes made him feel so warm and the worry in them made him feel more cared for than any other man in the world. All of the burning sensations running through his mind could lead him to only one conclusion as to why the man would look at him so intensely.
"Are you my boyfriend?"
AN: Please tell me if you liked it and if there's anything I can work on. I tried to keep everyone in character as much as possible, but I'm always worried about it considering that Light and L have such strong characteristics. Tell me what you thought!
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