The Cyber World Is Where I Love You

Summary:

Two university students who are complete opposites have to spend four hours a week together. They both hate the other and worse than that, they are forced to work together on their latest assignment. When one of them gets nosy and searches the others computer, he finds documents that he has read before, they are the chapters belonging to the fanfiction author that he has spent the last year talking to and getting to know, and falling in love with. He can't believe it, they can't possibly be the same person because "the cyber world is where i love you"...

It Begins

…this caused L to be pushed over the edge as he too came and sprayed his seed on their stomachs. Light removed himself from the black haired boy and lay on top of him for a minute, both of them panting. After a while Light kissed L of the forehead and proceeded to maneuver the two of them so that they lay side by side in a spooning position, Light's arms around L's waist. He kissed his neck as L lay there contentedly stroking Light's arms as they drifted off to a dreamless sleep because reality was better than any dream that they could have.

-Fin-

Well that's my LightxL oneshot guys. I know I've been really bad and not updated any of my other stories I've just been so busy! And I shouldn't really have spent my time writing this, but I just couldn't get this idea out of my head. So ya! Tell me what you think. You know I love your reviews.

Ja ne!

FluffyOrangeThings

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I love the way that you made the characters show such tender emotions towards each other rather than just fucking each other and being done with it. It really shows something a lot deeper like the way that Light kisses L on the forehead afterwards, I loved that bit. It just means so much more than simply falling on top of each other and sleeping like that. I'll stop babbling now. Great story. Can't wait for more of them. – Dark Eyed Siren.

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A tall, well dressed figure with dark, shoulder length, gel styled hair closed down his internet and shut down his laptop that was seated on his lap as he sat in his double bed. He got up and placed the laptop on his tidy, organised desk and walked over to the printer where his latest English Lit. assignment was seated in the tray. He picked it up and sat at his table and checked over it before stapling the three sides of A4 together, slipping it into a plastic case and putting that into a folder that then went into his shoulder bag to join his fully prepared bag for the following day when he went to Johnsons University in Kent. His only class that day was his English Lit., he had two lectures in it, one was 10:15 to 12:15 and the other was at 2:45 till 4:45. He had a paper that he had to do for his other class and figured he would just go to the on campus library to do the work and get a quick lunch made of a sandwich and donut from a Gregg's that he had found nearby in his first week there. With that thought, he got washed and ready for bed consisting of brushing his teeth, washing his face and moisturising his skin, and by 11:30, he switched off his bedside light and fell into a deep slumber. He got up the next day at an appropriate hour of 7:30 and took his time showering and grooming himself as he prepared for the day ahead. He had been at this University for about 2 months now. He had settled into his timetable and routine and had no problem getting to classes on time.

He had moved to England a month before the first term had begun to settle into the new country and new surroundings. He had applied for the placement while living in Japan with his highly respected family. Uchiha Tech. The company all of Japan knew and all of Japan went to to get all their latest and greatest electrical appliances.

The company had been started by Sasuke's great-grand-father who was a brilliant scientist and had worked extremely hard to make work at home a lot easier for everyone. He'd create 10 or 20 of the same appliance with his own hands and sell them on the streets earning himself enough money to get more materials and make more.

When he had made enough money over many years he was then able to create a factory and employ hard workers that would be able to create his designs on a higher production level. Over the years, as the workers would make his last invention or design he would work on improving another home appliance and when that was made he would get more employees to make the new product.

His son, being so proud to have such a great dad that was so highly respected decided to follow in his footsteps and took over the company when his dad got too old. He also worked on inventing and improving everyday appliances so that they would work better or be more efficient and as Uchiha Tech. became more and more popular, more stores were opened and more of the products were made.

By the time it came under the supervision of Sasuke's father, they were the richest family in Tokyo by a mile, they had stores all over the country, machines made their appliances meaning that they made more of them in a shorter amount of time and they could pay for the best technicians and scientists to design the new and improve the devices. He had planned to leave it in the capable hands of his two sons, but Sasuke had no interest in taking over the company.

He wanted to become a journalist, a writer. He wanted to let people know about what is going on in the world. Find out the real story rather than just making assumption and writing them as fact. He wanted to tell people the truth and let people know about situations in other parts of the world where no one paid attention to. He wanted to open people's eyes and not because they were amazed at what the newest Uchiha Tech . device could accomplish. So he applied for one of the top British Universities where he could study writing and journalism.

He applied without anyone knowing, only when he was accepted and had already bought his near-to-campus apartment with part of his savings account money, did he tell his father that he wasn't going to take over the company. His dad had shouted at him telling him about the history that Sasuke already knew, telling him that he wasn't allowed to go and that he had to stay in Japan and work with his brother.

But that was when the taxi pulled out in front of their house. He picked up his bags that were lying beside the door, put the strap of his shoulder bag over his head, said a final goodbye to his parents saying to his supporting mother that he will email her when he has arrived and settled in. He wished his brother good luck with the company and ignored the 'foolish little brother' comment and the heated glare he was receiving from his father as he bid him farewell and good health.

It felt good to say goodbye to the high expectations of his father. It's not like he needed help with money or anything like that. He had got a ton of money from birthdays and various celebrations from different family members, he had money from various jobs that he had done and he was smart enough to take all of his money out and make a new account when he left home so that his father couldn't close his account and leave him without a penny.

It was easy enough to find his way from his apartment to the University. On the first day, he had pulled up in the students' car park in a sky blue mini cooper, he could have easily afforded a super fast and expensive sports car but decided that he didn't want to draw too much attention in this new school. He would prefer to go through the years completely unnoticed by the students and their curious eyes, but that wasn't going to happen, because as soon as he stepped out his car, the nearby students were already staring at him.

The girls giggling when he barely looked in their direction while looking at the scenery, and the guys checking out his well styled hair and unique, very cool fashion sense, those few males who swung the other way were trying to check him out at every angle to try and find some clue as to whether he swung the same way as them and if they had a chance but of course, they found none with his perfect act of being the son that everyone wanted that became a habit of his whilst living with his father to try and hide his sexuality that wouldn't be accepted, most of them felt out of his league at the elegance of his posture and the way he floated with his large even strides.

Sasuke had tried not to look in any of their directions so as to not give them the impression that they could come over and start talking to him. He was not very social. At all. He found nothing appealing about wasting time talking to people who he would most likely forget and never talk to again in a few years time. He found it best to try and not allow himself to become 'friends' with just anyone who walked past him. Anyone that he would make bonds with would cause the both of them pain when the time came that work or experience caused them to go in separate directions.

He also knew that people were shallow. He knew that he was attractive, he had been told so by nearly every girl since kindergarten, and new that most of the people that had tried to become a friend of him were simply trying to look cool being with someone who was so attractive or because of the status of his family. In Japan he was practically a celebrity. He would have been given excellent grades in school even if he got every question wrong in a test or wrote 5 words for an essay, not that he ever would even consider testing this theory, but this was another excuse for him to leave. People wouldn't know who he was and he would be treated like everyone else.

He looked in the mirror before he left his apartment to make sure every hair was still in place and his clothes were impeccable - he knew that he was good looking and he knew that others only wanted to be friends with him because of his looks but he decided that it would be better to seem extremely good looking and big headed and frightening to scare others away rather than hiding himself only to be inevitably discovered and made a huge fuss out of. He then grabbed his bag and set off for the day ahead.

He drove to the university where he helped out various teachers as a community service before heading off to his first lecture about 10 minutes too early. The room was open and anyone could enter and do work that they needed to do or wanted to do before the lecture began. He sat in a middle row seat where he would be able to easily hear what the teacher was saying and where he would be able to see any notes written on the board. He took out his notes from the previous lesson and looked over them.

While he was doing that, he came across the last chapter of the story that he had read from FluffyOrangeThings. it was another incredible chapter and even though he could probably gather that bringing it to school was a bad idea and that he would either leave it behind somewhere or someone would find it, he found it immensely difficult to leave it behind at home and not keep it in a folder with a neat title and illustrated drawing that he did in great detail of the two main characters in a rather... intimate pose.

It took a whole lot of his will power to not be turned on by the image that had been described in one of the chapters but he had it anyway and it reminded him to go to the library after the lecture and check his email. He had been able to gather that the author was in England due to the times when he would get an email saying that he had an update and from several times when he had complained about GCSE results from a few years back that came back to haunt him.

He was also pretty damn sure that this writer was male because he remembered a masturbation scene that he had read by the author. Now, usually, a female writer would just write what she would imagine would happen when a guy is pushed over the edge or when his balls are squeezed or whatever part of sex they write about. But this scene that this author had written was so... so... possible and relatable. Sasuke isn't the type to masturbate often. He has a great sense self control and apparently low hormones because even a very hot picture of a guy would not be able to make him become hard right away. He found that it mostly happened when he read those stories. Those chapters. They were hot damn it! The touches and the moans, he could hear it and see it in his head. He could feel it on his skin and the sensation drove him crazy. But anyway, he was able to assume that he would quite possibly have a review reply by now. This writer usually complained about procrastination problems where he would put off going to bed and do the work he was supposed to do days before for the next day or just mess around on the computer. But even if he hadn't replied, there would be no harm is checking...

He shook his head out of his daze and put the writing back in his bag, his notebook was ready to be written in and the class was slowly starting to fill up, it was still near the beginning of the year so the class had no drop outs yet which meant that the huge lecture hall was full by the time that the teacher had arrived to start. He looked around the class with a smile on his face,

"It's so great to see all of you here again. But I wonder how many of you will still be here by the end of the year?"

The class gave a small laugh as they looked around the room to remember the numbers and the faces for when the end of the year came and they could do a check.

"Alright! shall we begin?..."

He started his lecture of poetry and the meanings behind every two words stuck together and was about 5 minutes in when the door slammed open at the back of the hall. In the doorway stood a relatively tall, panting blonde haired boy in a khaki t-shirt with a vertically stripy orange button up shirt on top with the buttons undone, he had torn light blue jeans with tattered ends that dragged across the ground as he walked down the stairs looking through every row for a seat to sit in.

"In your own time Uzumaki!"

"Ah ha-ha sorry sir." he rubbed the back of his head as he frantically searched around for a seat. Everyone was watching him with irritated glances; he already had a reputation for the dumbest guy on campus. There were rumours of how he had even got into the university, some saying that he bribed the head, others saying that he threatened him with his life, either way, there was no way that this idiot could have got into the university because of his capabilities.

Sasuke was the only one that chose to completely ignore the idiot and write down notes and thoughts that he had got from the few minutes that his teacher was talking.

"Oh! There! Uzumaki there's a spare seat there" Naruto look around urgently for where the teacher meant. "Next to Uchiha" Naruto cringed slightly.

"Aren't there any others?"

"No! Just that one there!" he pointed to it but Naruto couldn't make out where the hell he was pointing,

"Ugh, Uchiha! Raise your hand! Oi! Uchiha Sasuke!"

Sasuke only just realised that the teacher was calling his name and looked at him in confusion,

"I said, 'raise your hand'!"

He let out a sigh before raising his hand so that the moron could finally see him and make his way towards him. Naruto sat down in the seat and produced a neat folder from his bag with a pen and opened it up to write on the file paper he had prepared inside. Sasuke didn't bother to look at what Naruto was doing or what equipment he had. He expected anything that belonged to him to look just as scruffy as he was, so out of the corner of his eye, the intricate pattern decorating his folder appeared to Sasuke as a tattered folder with many scribbles on it.

The lecture continued smoothly with quiet note taking and occasional questions from the professor to make sure that everyone was following and coping and to try and catch out a few who would seem to be taking a nap. Naruto seemed to be vigorously writing down the entire lecture whereas Sasuke merely wrote down at his own speed what he needed to know and his own thoughts and how he could use this for future reference. The lecture came to an end and with the closing statement and assignment set, everyone packed their notes and bags and left the hall or, like Naruto, they stayed behind to ask any questions.

Sasuke left the hall to go get some lunch to eat before heading off to the library to get some research done on a topic that he had found interesting in the lecture. It had sparked some interest and he wanted to know more about it.

He chose to sit in a corner far away from anyone else, except, in the end he was only one seat away from anyone else. It was busy today but still quiet and he managed to do a lot of research without any disruption. Once he was done, he figured that it wouldn't hurt to check his mail. He opened up the internet and signed into the account he had created for anything FanFiction related. Yosh! He did the tiniest of inward happy dances when he saw that he had a new message in his inbox. He clicked on it and opened it up to read his review reply:

Hey Dark Eyed Siren

Thanks so much for the review. I really love them. It's kind of a relief to have a review that isn't saying 'Great chapter. Wheres the next one?' heh, people just aren't happy with what they get, ne? Anyway. Just wanted to say thanks and let you know that I have started work on the next chapter and hope to update it soon enough.

Well, ja ne!

FluffyOrangeThings

Oh! P.S. I noticed after sending about 50 review replies that you are reviewing, I think, every chapter of all my stories. I always get a smile reading your reviews, and it just makes me so happy to think that I have such a loyal reader. I'll dedicate the next chapter of all my stories to you for your loyalty ^_____^

He quickly hit the link that allowed him to reply to the message and his fingers moved on their own as he typed his reply:

Hey FluffyOrangeThings,
You don't have to thank me, I like to leave reviews for a very talented writer, like yourself. Is it possible for me to have your email and I'll give you mine, just to talk as hotmail's easier to use than fanfics email system.
Look forward to hearing from you soon.
Dark Eyed Siren.

Suddenly someone entered the library loudly, the raven looked to see what all the noise was about to see the same guy from his lesson before bowing slightly to everyone that was shushing him and apologising, Naruto. Naruto was forced to sit next to Sasuke as that was the only available seat in the library. He sat down reluctantly and let out a sigh. As Naruto was sitting down, Sasuke quickly, but carmly, sent the reply and closed the window, opening up his paper that he was recently working on and proceded to work on it. Naruto had his papers scattered already over the desk, filled with notes scribbled down that were barely readable. Sasuke glanced over, looking at them wondering how he could read them but then concentrated back on his work.

first chapter of our first story done! give me a high five lollipops!

it actually took months to get this first chapter done. I started it in August last year and lollipops (i prefer calling your pankakes damn it!) called me last night and added the final part. so today we sorted it out, i read through it again for typos and stuff and here we are, writing the AN and patiently awaiting your reviews. the next chapter is going to be written by lollipops, and i think he has more spare time than me so he might get it done quicker lol. but yea, just let us know how you like it so far.

Really :/ I didnt say to call me lollipops... Anyways! Yup this started in august and has been sitting uncompleted in the docs file, then i just reopened it and finnished. After much debate on alot of things... andddd alot of notes.. here it is! I hope you enjoyed it and dont forget to review and fav if you likes :D. Cyas

Ps... I wouldnt count on anything getting done "quicker" this is me we are talking about and i put things off... but it shall get done.. eventually xD