well, I guess just read it, and tell me if it sucks balls.
oh yeah... from where this begins, L and Light already love each other and everyone else knows about them. Maybe when this is over (if i don't get a whole bunch of 'your story sucks balls!' comments) I'll write a prequel. but if it does suck, don't not tell me cause you wanna see how they get together and all that.
Light sighed, this is so boring!. L looked over at him, "what's the matter Light?" he asked curiosity saturating his tone. Light turned to face L, I;m really bored that's what the matter is! But he didn't say that, he chose the less offensive response and said:"it's nothing really, I just haven't been outside in a few days now-"
"Actually, its closer to a week," L said, ashamed of himself. He had just been so busy with the investigation, even though it was truthfully going nowhere, he hadn't thought about doing anything that involved leaving the building. This explains why Light has seemed so down lately, he must miss the fresh air…
"Do you think, maybe we could go to the park or something?" Light asked, clearly hopeful. L paused, if he said yes, he'd have to wait to get back to work, but if he said no, Light might become un-necessarily mad at him. He hated for his love to be upset, and knew it may mean certain activities would not be taking place this evening if he said no. "Alright, but we can only stay for two hours, and then we have to work twice as hard when we get back."
"Alright." Light probably would have agreed to clean the whole building if it meant he could go outside, lately he had just felt so deprived. He knew later he would regret having to work L's definition of 'twice as hard', but thought he could handle it, if only he could escape this accursed building. He was starting to feel claustrophobic.
"I've just got to get my shoes." L said, rising from his chair and slouching up the stairs. Light was impatient, he twiddled his thumbs, why the hell was he taking so long?! When L returned Light was practically jumping. "Let's go!" he shouted. "Calm down Light we'll be out soon." Clearly I need to take him out more often; he obviously likes to be seen. And why wouldn't he? L glanced at Light, his body was more perfect than any god's and his face had to have been carved by angels, L loved how silly and beautiful Light looked when he laughed, and how serious he looked when he was mad. But the cutest of Light's faces had to be when he was particularly lusty. Light's bedroom eyes were to die for, or melt if he happened to be kissing you as well. "Come on Ryuzaki!" Light said, nearly shaking in anticipation, shocking L out of his reverie.
With that, they walked into the elevator, and Watari, who was driving them, pressed the button to take them to the garage. When the doors opened, L was the last to get out. He was a bit reluctant to go outside, and for a whole two hours! The last time he had done something outside besides travel from point A to point B was when he and Light had played tennis and fallen in love. Technically, only L had fallen in love then, but that was when he decided the #1 person on the Kira suspects list was also #1 in his heart. Love at first sight.
After a brief and one sided argument the handcuffs came off, and were slipped into the glove box, if they were kept on too much unwanted attention would be focused on the incognito detective. They were there now; surprisingly the park was only about a minute away. Light bounded out of the car, L however, took a bit longer. He had a bad feeling about all this excitement. L headed straight for the bench by the man made lake, and Light jogged around it. "Aren't you going to enjoy the park?" "No," L said "I prefer to stay here, but please feel free to have your fun." "Ok… but I am gonna get you an ice cream cone." Light said, spotting a vendor with a small cart and an ice cream scoop in his hand. L smiled; leave it to Light to find the one thing at this…place that could make him happy.
L watched Light walk over to the vendor and request two double scoop chocolate ice cream cones. Then-darkness, he was stunned for a second, why were all the lights off, then he felt hands, pulling his own behind his back, attempting to bind them together with a particularly sticky piece of duct tape. All of a sudden he felt the urge to get this stranger's hands off of him; he began punching, hitting, kicking, and scratching, but the person, or persons now that he thought of it-who's to say there wasn't more than one assailant?- and now his hands were bound successfully behind his back, it occurred to him that someone must surely be witnessing this, since they were in a park after all, and above all Light, his love, must be realizing what was happening, and must be getting help this very instant, doubting he could take the assailant(s?) on his own.
So, to make sure no one thought this was just a joke, he started kicking, jerking, pushing; and then, he was on the ground and the small burlap sack that had been shoved on his head was falling off, so he could see Light also being attacked by a man wearing black pants and a black shirt, and a horrifyingly grotesque Halloween mask. He deduced that these people must know that he was L, and could possibly be attacking him to prevent him from catching Kira, knowing that they may be faithful followers. Or perhaps this was a revenge attack, a friend of a former suspect exacting revenge on the man who had jailed their comrade.
He felt a slight pinch, and then he was extraordinarily sleepy. Usually he only felt the need to rest once every week or so, but all of a sudden, he was so tired, and he just wanted to take a very long nap. He realized they must have injected him with some sort of knock out drug, and wished he hadn't told Watari he'd call when he- or more accurately, Light- wanted to go home, because he was sure that two hours wouldn't be enough to sate the teens hunger for freedom-by the time they all realized that something was amiss, the tracks may have gone cold, witnesses would disperse, DNA would be difficult to separate from that of innocent bystanders, and even more so since the kidnappers were wearing gloves…
Light woke up calling out "Ryuzaki!" Somehow two masked figures had managed to sneak up on his precious panda, and pull a sack over his head before he had enough time to even sense their presence. Granted, L had put up quite a fight, but they had a head start and quickly disabled him. In that short time a third figure had tackled him to the ground, pushed a sharp needle into his vein with the accuracy of a doctor, and told Light not to worry, he wouldn't get a headache, his new formula was better. Lost on what to do, he fingered his punctured arm. The man was right; his head didn't really hurt….
Wait a minute! He thought, standing up, he should call headquarters, not marvel at the drug used to knock him out so that his beloved could be snatched away without contest. He dialed up Watari on his cell phone, hurriedly telling him the terrible news.
The next day, Light woke without much conviction. They had found no evidence whatsoever, and no one had come forward with information. He dejectedly got dressed, not looking forward to a day without L. Last night had been horrible. Light had barely gotten any sleep, and when he finally succumbed to unconsciousness, his dreams had been plagued by images of L, lying broken and lifeless in a ditch somewhere, or worse beaten to a bloody pulp and then left alone, cold and hungry in some godforsaken place. Then there were the unbearable thoughts that, heaven forbid, those monsters raped his darling. Light promised himself that if L was harmed, physically or emotionally, those who had inflicted the pain would wish they had never been born. He stumbled groggily down the stairs, and plopped down into the first unoccupied chair. As soon as the others noticed his presence, Matsuda came over nervous but excited.
"Light," he said, not knowing how to say what he was about to. "Yes Matsuda?" Light said despondently.
"Well, um…you see-"
"Just spit it out already!" Light said a bit too loud for someone so close.
"We, we were contacted by a man, claiming to have L. I know you specifically remember three assailants, but there is proof of his claim that is hard to ignore." "What could be so solid that we would believe this man without hesitation?" Light said, not caring if his sentence seemed too hypothetical. "Well… he, um, sent us some…pictures, along with his email."
"Let me see it!" Light snapped, reaching for the folder in Matsuda's hands. Matsuda kept it just out of his reach though, "I will, but I just want to warn you, it's not exactly pretty." The words sent a chill down Lights spine. He imagined L's face bruised and bleeding, or a bone poking through his bloody skin. Still, he reached for the folder. Matsuda handed it over, muttering "I warned you," as he turned and sat back down at his desk.
Light looked at the photo. He was relieved, L didn't seem to be harmed, but he was clearly unconscious in the first photo, his head was angled down, and his wrists and ankles were tied to a sturdy looking chair. In the second photo, an anonymous, spidery hand had a fistful of hair, L's hair, in his hand, pulling it to show L's eyes, which didn't look like they had been open long enough to focus. In the final photo, L's face was blatantly fearful. It looked like he had just been told something so very horrifying, he couldn't help the look that spread on his face. Next, Light took a look at the email the kidnapper had used to send them the pictures. The text wasn't anything to go on; it simply read 'look at the attachment' and below that were the pictures he still clutched. in his hand. When Light clicked on the attachment however he gasped. Here was yet another photo; this one however, caused Light much more unease.
In the photo it showed L, his face once again being pulled up to give the camera a view of it. That wasn't what shocked him. There was another person in this photograph. He looked just like L, save for the eyes, his hand was the one who was pulling L's hair. His smile was malicious and frightening. The whole photo confused Light. Next to the tied up L was…another?
dun dun dun! Can you guess who it is that kidnapped L? I made it obvious enough, I think… anyways, rate it and all that jazz, I want to make this story worthy enough to be read and spread! So tell me what u think. This is the first of my storied I've put up, like, anywhere, so if something about my writing style is off, help me out. I guess that's all for now folks!