Title: Think
Author: Izzy-Lawliet
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or such.
Pairings: LxLight/Kira
Rating: M
Warnings: AR, language, bondage, Yaoi,
Summary: You don't know, do you? You don't know that I know? You don't know that I secretly want you, do you? But you will soon.
Author's Note: Sammy wanted another story. XD
And it also gave me another chance to try my skills.
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Prologue
I don't know what it was about you. I don't know why thinking about you always got me so hot. It shouldn't have. It wasn't supposed to. And yet it did. But then again, I didn't mind.
Who were you? Were you an unknown man or even a woman? I had a hunch. A good one. And now I wish it were right. It could be. It most likely is. But you'd never admit to it. You'd never just come out straight and say it. You'd never come up to me and fulfill my deepest and darkest desire. I wished you would though.
And that's when I came up with the plan. The plan that would get you to come clean about everything. The murders, the killing method, and even why you reacted the way you did while you were around me. It'll all become clear in time.
Sitting on the single chair, delighting myself in sugar cubes while you worked aimlessly to deter yourself from being suspected was amusing and sardonically ironic in and all by itself. I kept looking at you, intently, and by the way that you squirmed, you must have felt it, you must have felt uncomfortable. But just why were you like that? Why couldn't you act normal around me?
It was even more amusing when you feigned a gasp when the news reported another attack by Kira and more announced dead. I found it funny that you were so believable. It was something that caught my attention even more so than you possibly being Kira.
But you being Kira isn't funny, right? It's undeniably hot. Right? And that's why I'm attracted to you, not because you're an exceptionally good looking man, but because of the fact that you are the world's largest mass murderer.
The fact that you thought that you were good enough to get away with it, the fact that you had your own sense of justice, and the fact that you were as well known as I, L, was, amazed me.
"L." Your voice snapped me out of my musings. "What do we do?"
"What do you suggest we do?" I countered, knowing that that would somehow anger you.
"What's that supposed to mean?! Here, Kira is killing and all you have to say is, 'what do I suggest?!' What is your problem?" You yelled, not surprising me at all.
"Yes." My simple answer to you was, succeeding in making you even angrier.
"Dammit, L!" I didn't let any emotion show on my face as my name rolled off your tongue, portraying that you really were pissed.
You stood and stormed out of the room, ignoring the concerned questions and looks from Matsuda, Aizawa and your own father. You usually did this when you were angry like this, and usually it was my fault, but I didn't care. It was amusing to get you upset and to see all the different emotions flash across your face in a moment's time.
And that's why you were so convincing and no one bothered to suspect you. Not even your own father. And you would think he would, seeing as how he used to be the Chief of Police and all.
Minutes later, you walked back in and sat at the computer, your hands gliding across the keyboard. I let a quick smile show through my eyes before going back to my sugar cubes.
It was a few more minutes before you turned around and let out a yawn, stretching and showing some of the skin on your stomach. It made me shiver.
You're show of how you felt made everyone else do the same. Someone voiced that it was time to go home and rest up, seeing as how it was already two in the morning. You agreed, saying that you all should pick up on whatever you were doing in the morning.
What you didn't expect was your father to suggest he stayed, spending as much time as he possibly could working on the case. You didn't like that idea. You were against it. You nominated yourself instead, then you all looked at me.
"Either wouldn't matter. It was a smart idea of Yagami-San to suggest that, but it would be he went home to his wife. Raito-Kun could stay."
And that's how it was decided, with my simple inquiry I gave you what you wanted.
It was hours later and you were laying on the couch, having decided to stay in place of your father so you would be able to do more work once you woke up. Great excuse. I knew it was just an excuse to make you seem all that more innocent and let you be able to keep an eye on me and my non-existent sleeping patterns.
Did you know you talk in your sleep? You moved around just as much. It's very interesting to watch you sleep. It gives me something to do while I acted like there was an actual case here in Japan. There wasn't one. You and I both knew that. And yet you still tried to prove me wrong. Prove to me that everything's just in my head and you're not Kira.
Although this little feud we have going on works. It amazes me how intelligent you are; how much effort you put into your act to try and keep me fooled.
You switched sides as you continued to mumble incoherently in your sleep.
I know you know I know.
It's obvious. Really, it is. But do you know I know it's obvious?
And that's where the plan comes in.
