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I shall now be devoting myself to Yuri if nothing else; hence this particular genre might just fulfill my need for an experimental ground. Needless to say I am awfully compelled not to dismiss this certain story due to the fact that LLight redundancy is getting to me and I would like to beg and differ as always. The idea of this story is based on that presumption. Enjoy this humble narrative of mine.

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Suspension of Belief

Kiyomi Takada probably thought that she could get away with it.

She was wrong.

Sitting now on the edge of her seat, she knew just how deadly the game has become. She fought the urge to bite down on her nails so she kept her hands pressing neatly against the hem of her gray skirt. She also tried not to think of running her fingers to caress the pale flesh of her thighs exposed underneath the table. It's all because Kiyomi Takada felt hot. She knew she could only quell the temperature of her primitive yearn by rubbing her palms on her thighs but she didn't. She was in public eye, for god's sakes.

"You really don't have to stop, Takada-sama."

Takada blinked at her foreign female bodyguard. Hal Lidner returned the inquiring gaze. For a moment they both looked lost until the fairer beauty spoke again, "You could go to the toilet if you want to, Takada-sama."

Takada chuckled in relief. She knew that Hal wouldn't mean anything else about the earlier statement. Sheesh, is she losing her mind? Takada smiled warmly. "I appreciate your concern, Hal-san."

The older blonde nodded and went on shuffling the cards. The two of them had been playing a card game for almost an hour now. After the previous night's rendezvous, Takada needed some relaxation. The fact that she discovered that there is a possible breach in her gender preference made her incline to scream at the top of her lungs but Takada forced away the silly thought and pondered on her set of cards instead. As she was doing the boring chore, she kept glancing across Hal who was sitting immobile. Her gentle face was focused on her own cards. Takada traced her gaze on the lavish red lipstick on those pouting lips then down to her collarbone as she finds herself growing fixated on the two buttons exposing the delicate flesh of her cleavage. After that, Takada could see no more but she wished she could. Then it her. Takada slowly placed down the cards on the table as though she felt disparaged. Then she placed her hands down the table, trying to disengage her attention from the other woman's body. Hal noticed her tensed up. Takada knew the game has indeed become deadlier.

"Takada-sama?"

Darn it, Takada thought, if only she has a different hair color. "Hal-san?"

"Yes?" Hal now had her eyes on her mistress. Takada met the eyes. They have the peculiar shade of brownish yellow. She liked the eyes most of all.

"Did you leave another invitation to Amane-san's manager?"

"All has been settled, Takada-sama." Hal has also a deep, pedantic voice that drawn Takada even more. The brunette smiled suggestively and crossed her legs so that two of her fingers touched the portion of her knee. Hal couldn't see the action of course nor does she have any idea what is going on with the other female.

Takada pursed her lips together then remarked. "Are you going somewhere this evening?"

"I have no other errands unless Takada-sama wants me to go elsewhere." Hal absentmindedly pulled her dark coat against her. Could she be suspecting that Near sent her as a spy? Impossible, Hal had been nothing but careful.

"I understand." Takada kept her voice steady while gazing at the other woman promptly. Her thoughts were filled with questions though. For example: what kind of brassier does Hal wear? Takada emptied that thought and shifted her position in her seat.

"Would Takada-sama like to take a rest now?" Hal stood up to offer a hand.

"Yes, take me to bed now." Takada ignored the innuendo on that phrase of hers and smiled. She stood up and straightened imaginary lines in her skirt.

The two women walked silently to the room. Takada opened her door and went in. She turned to look at Hal who bowed at her. "Wait."

Hal looked up. Takada felt her head pounding rapidly. "Stay with me for a while, would you, Hal-san?"

Hal blinked. Maybe this spiteful woman needed company. Well, Hal never really thought nastily about her. Takada was nothing but finesse and generous to everybody since she started working for her. She still knew what her mission dictates and that is to have this woman observed at all times. Hal knew spending a night with her alone would get her to more opportunities in uncovering helpful facts for Near and the SPK investigation. She quietly obeyed and proceeded inside.

Takada permitted herself to sit on the bed just a little longer before she finally collapses in it. Hal stood before her, her lean structure visible and almost so easy to touch. Takada still did not give in to the sensation overpowering her. This was wrong, hundred and ten percent wrong to want to be with another woman...to be with someone of the same gender.

"Hal-san, would you please be kind to take my sandals off for me? I feel really tired."

"Yes, Takada-sama," Hal knelt down slowly and removed one sandal, her face grave. She noticed the marks on the younger woman's ankles. She looked up at Takada. "Did you hurt yourself, Takada-sama?"

Takada tried to look at what Hal was indicating but her eyesight seemed to haze. She still leaned closer. "What do you mean? Oh, that. It must have been when Amane-san and I got into a petty fight."

"Did she hurt you?" A worry look passed on Hal's features.

"No," Takada smiled. "I like your concern, Hal-san. It warms me."

"I only wish for nothing but your good well-being, Takada-sama." Hal was standing up but Takada placed a hand on her shoulder. Hal looked at her, curious.

"Are you saying that in professional terms since I hired you?" Takada knew this kind of conversation could only lead to trouble but she could not help it. She feels stupid and she would want to go with the flow now.

Hal visibly bit her lip. Then she answered. "Probably, Takada-sama. I hardly know you."

"You could endeavor on that now." Takada removed her hand from Hal's shoulder and felt her body sinking in the soft sheets of her bed. She closed her eyes.

"I don't understand." Hal looked a little frightened. She was trying to analyze the other woman's actions. All of these seemed unfamiliar to her.

Takada laughed heartily and tilted her head to the side. Hal raised an eyebrow.

"You're very foolish, Hal-san. You know exactly what I am implying," As an additional gesture, Takada sat up quickly, ignoring the nausea for a moment and tugged on the sleeve of her cotton blouse. The button came lose easily. She met Hal's eyes.

Hal did not know what to make out of the situation. She was not sure how to react. She never expected this, not even once. Her mind never travelled that far. "Takada-sama."

"I am always a rational person, Hal, you know that." Takada gave a dismissive look and started unbuttoning. When she had finished, she carefully removed her skirt. Then she looked up at Hal again as she sat there, beckoning.

"Takada-sama," Hal does not know what to say. Nothing seems appropriate right now.

"Take off your clothes, Hal."

Hal wanted to refuse but she tried to weigh the reasons for this spontaneous action. One, if this is a spontaneous action then this must be a product of something else. Hal could only deduce that it has something to do with that perky model. Two, if this is meant as a trap then Hal must find a way to retaliate. Three, if this is nothing but some random fluff and Takada really just wanted Hal then…

Hal was suddenly confused. She run a hand through her hair and said, "Takada-sama, I'm afraid I can't comply with what you want me to do right now."

"Rubbish," Takada was obviously irritated. "I could fire you, you know."

Takada knew the injustice to that threat. She knew she was finally losing it. Hal eyed her viciously for a while then she sighed heavily.

Hal would not want to get fired. This is an important errand. Besides, it might be for the best. Looking at the circumstances at all possible angles right now, she could take Takada into a deeper level of confidence if she slept with her. But Hal earned her position in the FBI Academy by not resorting to slutty terms. She never used sex to get what she wanted. She never slept with any male associates. How different could this be? Oh, how she hated the act of doing it right now.

"I look at you Hal and I know you wanted to be passionate with somebody." Takada whispered coyly. "I want to be passionate with you. Now. Here. Under the covers of my bed."

Hal blinked. Then she finally grinned. If this is what it takes to close the case and be with the man she wanted to be with...

"I actually do want to be passionate with someone, you are very much correct on that terms." Hal answered and thought of Mello.

"Oh?" Takada teased as she crossed her legs once more.

Hal took a step closer and kept her eyes on Takada the whole time she was taking off her coat. She threw it somewhere then proceeded on her own blouse. Takada stopped her.

"Let me do it," Takada offered and Hal sat beside her. "There is something sexy with undressing another woman."

Hal swallowed hard. She is attracted to men obviously. Takada is a pretty lady but she just doesn't swing that way. Nevertheless, Hal submits to the ridiculous state of affair right now. She knew she has no real choice. Takada is obviously being dictated by her desire. Hal is going to give her that desire; shove it to her even if in exchange for that Takada would give her secrets pertaining the capture of Kira.

Takada slowly unbuttoned Hal's blouse, taking in every moment. Hal tried to keep silent but if she going to do this she needed to know why and how.

"Did Amane-san--?" she was not sure how to phrase the question.

"Yes," Takada smiled as she glanced at the black bra in front of her. She tried not to get aroused by the sight of the garment. It was just a simple brassier, black and cotton. It was conventional and not exactly what Takada had in her mind. There really are many things she needed to know about Hal. That is, if she chose to keep screwing around with her while she is under her employment.

Hal was already trying to make herself accessible and comfortable at the same time. She cautiously brushed the strands of hair from Takada's face. Takada returned the sentiment, allowing her fingers to caress the blonde hair. It was spun like gold. Takada was captivated even more. She couldn't help the feeling so she followed that direction and captured Hal's mouth in a soft kiss.

Hal closed her eyes, allowing her senses blur for a moment. She felt Takada's arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Hal placed her hands on the other woman's breasts, comforting her and somehow enjoying this whole new experience. They remained very gentle with each other as if afraid that one rough pressure would break them. Takada helped Hal out of her slacks and they both caved in to the bed. Hal was on top, kissing Takada's neck in a rhythmic speed, biting the sizzling flesh here and there. She traced it with her tongue, taking absolute time. Takada urged her to go on, placing her hand on the back of Hal's head. Hal run her fingers on the strap of Takada's bra and the other woman unhooked it. When her brassier came off, Hal devoured one taunt nipple in her mouth, playing with it giddily.

Takada let out an exasperated moan as she wrapped her legs around Hal. She buried her fingernails on Hal's shoulders. After awhile they started kissing feverously again. Then they stopped, both are unsure how to go on. Both admitted that this is the first time they ever were with another woman before. Takada smiled and regarded Hal with a kiss on the forehead as the older woman rested on top of her.

"We could always do it some other time if you want, Takada-sama."

"Call me Kiyomi."

"Yes, Kiyomi."

Hal removed herself from the position and sat on the bed. She picked up her clothes and put them on. Takada just watched as she lay there, hopelessly insatiable. Hal said good night and before closing the door behind her, she promised the second time to be better for Takada's sake.

Then Takada watched Hal leave.

Kiyomi Takada believed in a lot of things. She believed in human rights. She also believed in equality. She believed in Kira most of all. Among all of these solid beliefs, she also secretly believed in the power of sex that could pollute the senses. She believed that she is the kind of woman who could easily find a man to fulfill her naked desires. This time Takada felt wronged. She might not have Light Yagami as that man in mind but regardless of that thought, she knew she is still the kind of woman who can have the power of sex at her side. Acquiring willing lovers will be a piece of cake to her now.

A sudden plan of action must be done. Takada moved to her side with a polished smile on her lips and drifted off to slumber.

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I shall be concentrating on developing the main attraction for this story. I have no idea how many chapters this will take me but I promise to make it more memorable. There are so many things needed to explore on Misa Amane, Kiyomi Takada and Hal Lidner and I am determine to endeavor all the hidden tension there (using an Alice and Wonderland setting.) I am just warming up. There are more in store for this threesome. I just hope I could justify it.

Be my ally and review!

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