Author's Note : hi there! Back with another story called Heat. This is an L/matsuda story I came up with during my religion class…how shameful of me. I mean we were discussing homosexuality in the Christian religion and…well this just popped into my head! There just aren't enough L/matsuda stories out there!!
This is my first attempt at writing a death note story. I dunno how much I write well in the characters' POV especially L's so forgive me if the talk doesn't sound like the characters
I am really terrible at naming things so the chapter titles may be stupid P
Pls R&R this story and while ur at it, have a look at my other story called The Other Side of Me – a Bleach songfic and R&R that too pls pls pls
Disclaimer : I don't own Death Note or any of the characters. They all belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata…how I wish I owned L
Chapter 1 : Strawberry Flavoured Stripping
"This is Akira Kujo reporting for Sakura TV News from Tokyo's principal prison. Eighteen prisoners were found dead in the early hours of this morning, 4:15am to be exact. Each victim was found lying on the floor of their prison cells under their beds. Most curious if I may say so. The police have declared that they all have died of sudden heart attacks. Oh…wait a minute, I am also being told right now that six well known criminals have been found dead in Osaka…only about half an hour ago! Killed by heart attacks too. This is obviously the work of the serial killer Kira who has been active…"
L sighed, something he didn't do often…more like never. Twenty four more murders today and they still weren't closer to catching Kira then they had been six months ago. It was getting frustrating for L but on the other hand it was also exciting to deal with such a brilliant genius like Kira. Not that he liked him or what he was doing! No, he had just found a person who equalled him in super intelligence…and he liked it.
It was 6:00am, and nobody from the investigation team had arrived yet to the hotel to start the day's work. L was currently sitting in his favourite armchair in front of the tv, perched forward, looking like he was going to fall out of the chair at any moment.
He was bored, there was just nothing interesting to do. Watari had disappeared about an hour before and he hadn't seen him since then. He wondered where he could be; not because he was worried or anything, he was just hungry. Watari had hid all L's sweets and cakes a few hours before because he had been devouring them one by one and the old man had refused to go buy others. It was…terrible. Being unable to eat anything sugary for such a long time (one hour) was something unbearable to withhold.
"…And now this week's weather forecast with Yayoi Nomiya!"
"Thank you Ringo Aburakoji. This week will be extremely hot, the temperature being at 38ºC. No rain will be expected in any part of Japan for at least the next five or six weeks. That is all I have to say. Until next time!"
"38ºC is it?" said L quietly. "I've been wondering why I'm so sweaty today."
"WATARI!!" He yelled. No answer. "WATARI PLEASE ANSWER IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE!" Silence.
L sighed; guess he'll have to get down from his precious armchair and walk for once if he wanted some new clothes. He got up and slouched slowly down the corridor until he arrived in front of door he remembered belonged to his room. He walked inside and headed towards his huge wardrobe which contained…only about twenty pairs of the same shirt and jeans he was wearing at the moment! L rummaged in one of the drawers and quickly found what he was looking for : a summer version of those same clothes. He threw them carelessly on the bed and started stripping right there. First he took of the white shirt and then the jeans and those too went on the bed. He remained standing only clad in his tight black boxers.
L considered for a moment to remain wearing only his boxers for the rest of the day. They were comfortable after all and he didn't feel hot with them only. But he decided against it. Mr Yagami and the others would probably laugh at him all throughout the day or worse the entire week. He reached for his summer clothes and put them on. They consisted of a white t-shirt and three-quarter jeans : perfect for such hot weather. Well shorts would have been better but L hated shorts. They reminded him of little school boys and he certainly didn't want to look like one.
After he had finished dressing, he went back to the other room. Apparently Watari wasn't back yet. He would reduce his salary for this! Who would have such a cruel heart as too leave him for such a long time (one hour) sugarless? He sat back on the same armchair and waited. He waited and waited and waited and still no one came.
It was starting to get stuffy in the room and L was getting really thirsty. Unfortunately, Watari had also prohibited him to drink any coffee during the weeks to come. He had said that coffee wasn't a good drink for summer and had instead advised him to try some beer. L had done so but as soon as he had swallowed a mouthful of the foamy, golden stuff, he had choked on it and in his displeasure threw the rest of the beer in poor Watari's old, wrinkled face. He had never tasted anything so disgusting in his entire life. Oh, how he missed his beloved coffee and sugar cubes! To quench his thirst, he decided to take a glass of water which was loads better than beer and anyway it was the only drink in the fridge.
After he got back from the kitchen, he glanced at the clock and went back into the armchair. It was already 6:45? What was taking everyone so long? He imagined that probably Mr Yagami was still at home taking a well deserved nap…or maybe something that he preferred not to think about. Of course Light would show up with his father. Mr Aizawa, Mr Ukita and Mr Mogi? He didn't care and Mr Matsuda? He usually was the first to arrive, long before the others. Why was he delaying today? He tried to think about the possible reasons. Was he sick, maybe he didn't hear the alarm clock or had a hangover from the night before? Could he be entertaining a woman at this early hour of the morning? He was young and handsome after all. An image of a naked Matsuda hot and sweating under the bed sheets quickly made it's way into L's mind. After a second he regained consciousness of what he was thinking.
"WHOA STOP STOP STOP!!" he screamed inwardly. "How could I be thinking such things about Mr Matsuda?
A slight blush crept onto his pale face and he rubbed his toes together to calm himself down. This was unacceptable. He couldn't have such dirty thoughts on Matsuda. If it had been Light it wouldn't have bothered him so much. It didn't mean that he imagined Light naked! Hell no but he would have found it somewhat normal since he was spending every second of the day trying to prove that Light was Kira and so ended up thinking pretty much on Light himself.
Some minutes passed, and finally L heard the long awaited knock.
"Finally" he said to himself. He remained sitting, expecting them to come in and start working immediately after a brief hello and how are you today and what's new about Kira Ryuzaki? But the door never opened. Instead he heard Matsuda's timid voice from outside speaking to him.
"Um…hello Ryuzaki? Are you there?"
"Of course he's there stupid, where else could he be? interjected Aizawa in his usual gruff voice.
"Just asking" grumbled Matsuda.
L turned around in the armchair, his knees against the back of the big chair. He faced the door and said:
"Yes, I am currently in this room. Come in please."
Silence.
"Uh…we can't Ryuzaki." said Matsuda. "The door's locked from the inside."
"Oh I see" replied L. "Unfortunately I do not know where the key is."
"WHAT!" shouted Matsuda, Aizawa, Mr Yagami, Ukita and Mogi at the same time.
"Ryuzaki how could you not know where the key of your hotel room is?" said Mr Yagami in a befuddled tone.
"That is because Watari usually keeps the keys" explained L simply from inside the room.
"Then tell Watari to come open the door for heaven's sake!" shouted Aizawa.
"Please there is no need to shout Mr Aizawa" said L. "I would have done so but Watari isn't here at the moment. He has gone out quite a while ago and hasn't returned yet."
"Great…just great" groaned Aizawa.
"Hey I've got an idea!" stated Matsuda. "Why don't you call Watari on his cell phone? Then he'll be able to come and open the door for us!"
"YEAH!" shouted Aizawa.
"I'm afraid that it isn't possible Mr Matsuda" informed L. "You see, yesterday I decided to throw Watari's cell phone out of the window when he refused to buy me my sweets. I doubt that it survived the fall."
"You mean Watari's got no phone?"
"Yes Mr Matsuda I'm afraid it is so."
"THAT DOES IT I'M GOING BACK HOME!" screamed Aizawa. "I am not going to spend anymore time outside this door waiting for an old man to come back from god knows where! I'm outta here!"
"Hey Aizawa calm down…he he he…it's not such a big deal! "Plus" whispered Matsuda in case L was eavesdropping. "Look at the bright side, the more time we spend out here the less paperwork we'll do!"
"If that's what you think Mr Matsuda then you can remain overtime to do everything by yourself." said L suddenly from inside.
"Damn him" mouthed Matsuda.
They waited for, according to Aizawa who checked his wrist watch every minute, two whole hours until Watari finally arrived, carrying four enormous shopping bags in his hands (how he managed nobody knew).
When he saw all those people crowded outside the door, he stopped in his tracks and exclaimed:
"What on earth are all of you doing out here, with such hot weather?"
Indeed, everyone's jackets were piled on the floor.
"Waiting for you Mr Watari" answered Mr Yagami.
"Why?" asked the old man clearly very confused.
"We need the key" blurted out Matsuda.
"Key, what key?" Watari inquired more confused then ever.
"The damn key! The one to open the door! Which else?" shouted Aizawa.
"I have no key" stated Watari in a that-would-be-obvious voice.
Silence.
"But Ryuzaki said that you have the key!"
"I do not."
More silence.
"So where is the damn key?" inquired Aizawa.
"Inside I suppose." answered the old man.
"Inside?" repeated everyone angrily.
"Yes."
L who was hearing what was going on from inside finally got up from the chair, after watching a movie starring Misa Amane for two whole hours. He was in trouble. Apparently the key was somewhere in there. Obviously he hadn't known but he prepared to bet everything he had that the others thought he had played a joke on them to "test" there eagerness to start work. Well, he was in trouble anyway.
"RYUZAKI!!" screamed Aizawa "I'll pay you back one day for this I swear!"
"I am terribly sorry Mr Aizawa and the rest" he said without seeming sorry at all. "I sincerely didn't know that the key was in here."
"Then find it and open the damn door so we can get in!" said Aizawa angrily. "And maybe I'll forgive you."
But it wasn't as easy as it sounded. L had no clue where the key was. So Watari had to spend ten minutes directing him from outside to find it. When he did find it, in Watari's underpants, he slouched back to the door and finally opened it.
It was nearly 9 o'clock and it was now extremely hot in the room. L informed the team that the air conditioner was out of order so they had to arrange themselves as best as they could, while the others took in the sight of L wearing a t-shirt and three-quarter jeans in awe. They had never seen so much of L's skin and were astounded at how pale he was expect Matsuda who was blushing. When L asked why he was blushing he replied that it was because of the heat and amazingly the younger detective seemed to believe it.
They were distracted by Watari placing the heavy bags on the coffee table. He starting emptying them and revealed the contents to be…strawberry ice-cream cartons…eight of them! The team were left speechless expect L who flashed a rare grin of pure happiness and ran into the kitchen to get a spoon.
They had waited two whole hours outside in the scorching heat for this old man to go and get strawberry ice-cream all for the sugar addicted detective? Unbelievable!
As L came back with a spoon in hand, he immediately set them all to work, grabbed one of the cartons of ice-cream and flung himself in the armchair where he started eating away as if he hadn't eaten for two days.
The rest just sighed and set to work
Two more hours passed, and the room was now hotter then the Sahara Desert. L, who had already eaten two of the cartons of strawberry ice-cream finally turned to his fellow companions to check their work. He just now noticed that all of them were wearing unsuitable clothes for this kind of weather. All of them had long sleeved shirts, ties and long trousers on. What he called the nerdy clothes. L thought that soon one of them was bound to get a heat stroke. He got up from the armchair and walked over to Mr Yagami who had his back to him. He then poked him on the shoulder to get his attention.
"Yes Ryuzaki?" asked Mr Yagami, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Please Mr Yagami, you and the others are not obligated to dress in those stuffy, nerdy clothes at work. Feel free to wear anything you desire. And…" he continued if you do not have some here, Watari can lend you one of his Hawaiian t-shirts. He has too many."
"Thank you Ryuzaki" answered Mr Yagami gratefully though perplexed at the thought of him wearing a Hawaiian t-shirt.
"WHAT WE REALLY CAN?" shouted Matsuda from the other side of the room.
Everyone turned to stare at him.
"Thanks a million Ryuzaki!" and with that said, he started stripping right there. He undressed until he was only wearing a pair of khaki shorts which he had been wearing underneath. He stood there grinning, his slightly tanned, well toned chest gleaming in the sunlight due to all the sweat. Everyone gaped at him including L who would very willingly moved his armchair in front of Matsuda and spend the whole day staring at him.
"Matsuda!" exclaimed Mr Yagami. "Show some decency!"
"Oh…um…sorry chief" answered Matsuda with his head bowed.
L quickly intervened.
"It is not a problem Mr Yagami" he said. "I did say that you could wear anything you wanted, or in Mr Matsuda's case nearly nothing."
He felt himself blush as he said that.
"I do not intend to go back on my word."
Matsuda flashed another bright grin at L, which made him blush even more plus his heart started beating faster. L didn't know what was happening to him.
"Thank you Ryuzaki!"
He didn't answer but instead made his way back to the armchair. "Accidentally", he glanced at Matsuda's chest once more as he passed by him and got a close-up view of his nipples. L now felt himself harden at the sight and hastily grabbed another carton of strawberry ice-cream from the table and resumed his earlier position in the armchair.
As he gulped down mouthfuls of ice-cream, he couldn't help but wonder how Matsuda tasted. Possibly sweeter and more delicious than this strawberry ice-cream? Probably yes but he would never be able to find out…
"Damn it" he thought. He was having VERY impure thoughts about Matsuda again. What was wrong with him? Could he really be falling in love with the older detective? No way! This was just physical attraction, nothing more…but…the way he defended him, and blushed and most importantly how his manhood had hardened at only the sight of his bare chest…it could be.
L concluded that there could be a…25 chance that he was starting to fall in love with Matsuda. He looked down at his hardened self. OK maybe a 45 chance.
Author's Note : Yay finally the first chapter is ready! Took linger than I had planned but anyway now it's ready
It was really fun to write and I hope that it will be so in the future chapters. Light's in the next chapter and guess who's he fallen for? Till next time then bye bye!!
Btw I only discovered this week who Mogi was lol