(A/N: Its been added! Btw: I like reviews! OMG FLUFF!!! Its finally here! Yeah I'm kind of insane at the moment but it has not interfered with the fic whatsoever...ok maybe just a little bit with L's ring tone but w/e.)
Disclaimer: I don't own L, Matt, or anything that you recognize as being from Death Note. I also don't know the music being listened to by the characters of this fic. I am merely a (slightly) obsessed author who has too much time on her hands and an over-active imagination and is using these characters and elements for purely fan-based reasons.
Chris was sitting on the floor of the warehouse, leaning up against a wall and typing into her laptop. The soft glow from the screen was the only light in the darkness other than her glowing, vivid blue-green eyes. She was looking through files she'd stolen from the Lab. All those people that had made her life hell…well, she was going to return the favor with the exception that they wouldn't live to tell anyone about it. She had earphones from her ipod in, blasting the music.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid…
Watch your back!
Oh my, here we go.
Another loose cannon, gone bi-polar.
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower…
Chris smirked slightly, listening to the music. The music drowned out the deafening silence of the night. She was sure that no one would be able to follow her here- not that they would want to. Ryuuk never gave a shit, Jason just annoyed the crap out of her- teasing her constantly about her "kiss" with L, Rachel minded her own business and L…L was hard to figure out. Even so, she needed to get out on her own. They didn't care about her and she sure as hell didn't care about any of them. But L…
I don't like him, damn it! She thought it to herself repeatedly but the more she thought it, the more she couldn't help but wonder if maybe she could like him. She'd known L for years and at first he'd been almost…shy but he'd become bolder, more aggressive over the years. It was completely obvious that he was smart- one thing that Chris hated the most was morons. And he was pretty cute. But until that kiss, she'd never really thought of him as more than a friend, barely even that. Yet at the same time, being around him felt so natural. This was the first time in years that she'd ever been truly alone and even though she enjoyed it, it was almost hard picturing a life where L wasn't just a room away or something.
Chris sighed then stiffened. Was that a car door that she just heard? She paused her music, set down her lap top and stood up. She peered through a crack in the wall. She saw the black Harley Davidson that she'd hot-wired and stolen, then she also saw…
Jason's red Lamborghini. Shit.
What was HE doing here? Chris turned towards the door as it opened, but it wasn't the red-haired teen that walked through the door. No, not even close.
It was L.
Chris narrowed here eyes at him. His bangs fell over his eyes as he stepped into the shadows of the warehouse. "What are you doing here, L?" she asked with a slight snarl in her voice.
"Looking for you," he answered simply and quietly.
She rolled her eyes. "Have you ever thought that maybe I didn't want to be found?" Chris glared at him for a moment but he did nothing. "Why are you looking me, then. You seem to say it like its obvious."
"Well I wanted to see if you were coming to Task Force Headquarters with the rest of us. Ryuuk and Rachel are coming back with me and Jason- he actually goes by Matt, by the way."
"So you've decided to go. And what makes you think that I want to?"
"It'd be safer than going off on your own with the Lab still around. Headquarters has the highest security that money can buy-"
"Not interested. I have other things to do."
L scoffed, "Like what? Hanging out in an abandoned warehouse?"
"No, more liking tracking down the people that made my life hell and beat the shit out of them until there's nothing left to beat," Chris snarled. "Now tell me why the fuck do you really want me around. I know its not out of the goodness of your heart."
"You could be a valuable member to the task force. You're highly intelligent, strong, an infiltrator-"
"Cut the crap. L. I'm not going to come back to be a member on your pathetic organization just to be used. I'm not some sort of tool or thing that can be used for your or anyone's benefit! I work for myself and no one else!" Chris growled.
L winced slightly. That had not been the best choice of words. He knew that Chris had been made for the Lab to be at their disposal, to do something for them. He just never knew what it was that they had planned. "That's not the only reason…" he started slowly.
"Oh? Then what's the real reason?"
L looked into her eyes and he saw the anger in them, the fire the burned within her. Could he really live alongside something so dangerous? Chris WAS fire. Fire was many things. It was beautiful and provided warmth and life, but it could also be wild, uncontrollable and dangerous. He'd been around Chris long enough to know that she was the latter. But perhaps it was the mysterious, dangerous element about her that made her seem so attractive. So he did something that some might say was suicidal. He took a stop forward, and kissed her on the mouth, putting his hands on her waist.
Chris's eyes widened in surprise, but even more surprising was the fact that she didn't pull away. This was different from the time when L kissed her on a dare. That kiss had been nothing. A brush of the lips, a peck. It hadn't lasted more than half a second. This was different. This kiss was heat of the moment, but it was real. It was meaningful. It had emotion behind it. That's when Chris realized something: She was in love with L. She cared about him. Somewhere inside, she supposed that she had always cared about him during the time they've known each other, she just never acknowledged it until now.
Time seemed to slow down to a stop. She didn't know anything except the gentle feeling of his hands on her hips, the taste of his mouth. It was just her and L. And Chris didn't mind at all. L had discovered the part of her that she'd locked away- the part that cared. Maybe this all had something to do with the wolf DNA. She'd heard rumors of wolf-human experiments "imprinting". Or maybe it was that old human philosophy of "true love".
Time sped up again as L pulled away, breaking off the kiss. "Please, come back with me." His gaze was locked onto Chris's, his face just an inch away from hers.
"Why?" she whispered. Just asking that seemed stupid in her ears. L wasn't the type of guy to go around and use a girls emotions to get them to do what he wants. And to be honest, he's never tried to get her to listen to him before- he was smart enough to know that he'd just get his ass kicked. No one pushed Chris around. No one told her what to do or where to go. She was the dominant being, the Alpha. But here she was, waiting for a specific answer and she would do as L asked and go live with that stupid Headquarters. It was obvious why he wanted her there. She could see it in his eyes. L's onyx eyes were captivating and soft, and for once they were full of emotion, of longing. He just had to say three little words and she'd follow him back to the big skyscraper in the city.
"Because Chris…I don't know how and I can't believe I haven't realized it before but I…I love you. I can't even explain why I just…do. Will you please come to Headquarters?"
Chris said nothing. In fact she pretended to hesitate and saw L's face fall out of the corner of her eyes. He sighed and turned away, disappointed. It seemed that it had all been as he thought and Chris wouldn't care about his feelings one way or the other. Wordlessly, Chris grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him around to face her. She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close, then kissed him on the mouth, closing her eyes. L's eyes widened in surprise but he closed them and kissed her back, slipping his hands around her waist.
Chris broke off, but her lips lingered against his. "There's your answer."
"I like that answer." And he kissed her again.
Time was frozen again as she wrapped her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him. She liked kissing him, being in his arms. It felt…right. Like there was some sort of connection. Even so, she couldn't help but wonder how long the relationship could work. L was the World's Greatest Detective. He had a job to do. Then again…no one knew his face or his name(well, not publicly anyway) so a relationship with him wouldn't matter much, would it? This silent battle went on in her mind and she finally just shrugged it off, deciding to go with it. Little did she know that L had the same mental argument and decided the same exact thing on his way here when he stole Matt's car.
The moment was perfect. The setting may not have been ideal but neither really cared. Nothing could ruin it.
Come with me Honey,
I'm your sweet sugar Candyman
Run like the wind- fly with me to Bountyland
Bite me, I'm yours- if you're hungry please understand
This is the end of the sweet sugar Candy-
Except for an annoying ring tone, the sign of an unwanted call.
L quickly broke away and answered his phone, cutting off the ring tone. Chris raised an eyebrow at him as he answered it.
"What is it, Matt?" L asked, annoyed. Dammit, he'd hoped that he could change his ring tone before Chris ever heard it. Fuck, she'd never let him forget it. And her smirk just confirmed it all. Now he just had to deal with Matt. The guy always did have bad timing. What could he want now?
(A/N: The song Chris is listening to at the beginning is Sound of Madness by Shinedown. I do not own it or have any rights to it in any way. L's ring tone is Lollipop(Candyman) by Aqua. I do not own it or have any rights to it in any way.)
