Author's Note: I thought that it's time for an actual change, a sudden move and here it is...How do you like it?
If something was beyond acceptance then it was using words Ryuuzaki, attractive, desire in the same sentence. And specifically using them in the same sentence by Light... It shouldn't be even possible! But it undeniably was because Light's thoughts, not so long ago, were full of words related with attractiveness, sexiness... and Ryuuzaki. It was... It was...
Oh for God's sake! L was a man... A man! Light wasn't attracted to men... He had met many men in his life and never considered them as sexy or thought about them in any other way than as his co-workers, normal colleagues, someone to talk with... He liked women his entire life. They were worth desiring with their round figures, long hair and full, rosy lips... Men were just... men. So why was he so dumbfounded when he had entered the fitting room and saw Ryuuzaki in the clothes he had given him?
His intent was to change L into a decent looking man and he did it. But he managed something more than that. Ryuuzaki wasn't decent, he was... Well, not exactly handsome, he was too unusual for that. But he was looking almost... sexy. There was no other word to describe it. It was such a big change for him...
Firstly, the contrast between his alabaster, smooth skin, raven hair and onyx eyes deepened by black clothes. It made him look like some kind of a magic creature, a demon or a fallen angel. Secondly, Ryuuzaki wasn't as skinny as Light had previously thought. He was actually slender, with rather broad shoulders in addition, accented greatly by the long sleeved shirt. Moreover, his legs seemed longer and stronger built thanks to his tighter jeans. Finally, L's... backside was also stressed. Light strongly wanted to repress his thoughts about that concrete region of his partner's body... He shouldn't think about him and any part of his body at all... It was wrong, insane... He wasn't seventeen anymore. Hormones probably weren't to blame... It was Light himself.
Something must be done about it. Immediately! First he have to stop thinking about Ryuuzaki in this way, then he will erase from his memory that he ever did... Completely erase it! How hard could it be...? His answer came fast.
"Light-kun will pay for this. I'll personally make sure of it. It's his fault that I cannot sit or walk properly because every time I try to, this shirt is about to tear apart and I would rather not walk half naked. And my thinking abilities are lower than ever... He created a perfect occasion for someone to kill me. I'm starting to wonder if it wasn't his actual goal..." - L glanced at Light suspiciously.
"If you call this silly slouched position of yours proper then I'm very pleased I've put an end into it if only for a moment... And you won't make me believe that it really makes you less intelligent and more of a target. Now you're at least not so standing out from the crowd and so you're probably safer than you ever were when walking on the street. You're paranoid." - He was angry and it actually make him feel good. It was something to focus on. Something else than... exactly. "Light-kun doesn't understand my problem. My spine isn't accustomed to this position anymore... I don't like it. If I don't like something, I want it to stop... Isn't it logical? But now I cannot, unless I want to be called an untrusted liar, which I do not want. And so I am more and more irritated and while Light-kun is the only person around me at the moment I will make him suffer with me..." - He stated calmly, like it was normal to say such things... What an annoying man...
"What are you, five or something, Ryuuzaki-kun? You are constantly grumbling and whining. Can't you shut up even for a minute? I don't even hear my own thoughts..." - he had enough...
"Light-kun is not really friendly right now... Should he? After all, he wanted to be my friend..." - Light wasn't surprised that he had used that concrete argument.
"It's an emotional blackmail, Ryuuzaki-kun. Can't you just bare with your loss like a man? This once...?" - he didn't want to argue right now. There was no good reason to do it... Ryuuzaki was silent for a moment, like he was deeply considering Light's words.
"I will if Light-kun would be so nice and somehow made this silly shirt less tight... I just cannot stand it." - L asked, almost politely, so Light sighed and approached him.
"You're sometimes really behaving like a little kid." - he looked him straight in the eyes. It was a huge mistake... The tension came back, thoughts he wanted to forget about came back as well...
He was too close to him and could feel the warmth radiating from Ryuuzaki's body and see that there was a little, almost invisible mole on his left temple, hidden behind a strand of his black, unruly hair. Did Ryuuzaki felt this to? Or it was only Light losing his senses? He had to get a hold of himself right away or it could end quite badly... He breathed slowly and directed his gaze at Ryuuzaki's shirt, where the buttons started.
"Why do I always have to do things like this, why do I concede?" - he asked rhetorically. - "This is the last time, Ryuuzaki-kun..." - he stated and reached out to unbutton the shirt slightly and make L more comfortable as he himself didn't think about it. Why didn't he? It was too stupid of him, but... Oh, it didn't even matter. Suddenly Ryuuzaki grabbed his hand.
"What Light-kun thinks he's doing? I didn't give him permission to touch me, did I?" - he said, his tone sharp but a little uncertain in the same time.
"I was merely complying with your instructions. If you were as wise as you always talk you are, you would already unbutton some of your buttons. Something that easy didn't cross your mind? What a pity... Ryuuzaki-kun is too intelligent for his own good..." - Light smirked and L squinted his eyes.
"Continue and do as you said, Yagami-kun, I'm waiting... Is it that your experience ends in unbuttoning your own shirt and unbuttoning mine is to hard or unnerving for you...? Or maybe Yagami-kun is afraid of his own reactions?" - he almost murmured, voice cold.
This time Light really had enough. Who was he to talk to him like that? L? He didn't give a damn! Besides, who was afraid of intimacy, others closeness? Not Light... Why did L always mess up with him? Was it some kind of a hobby to him? He didn't want his shirt tight? No problem, he could handle it... Light smiled widely but creepily.
"I'm rather afraid of yours, L..." - he said and with one smooth move pulled the shirt with one hand, tearing it, buttons falling off, bouncing from the pavement one after another. L looked at Light, his eyes wide, hands limp at his sides. His black, now torn shirt, was revealing his white chest and a part of his stomach but he had yet to catch that.
"Why are you so surprised, Ryuuzaki-kun? Aren't you comfortable? I thought it was all about it... You should thank me. Now you can slouch as much as you want..." - Light was strangely satisfied but probably as surprised as L himself that he did that.
His eyes, first without his actual knowledge, lingered on Ryuuzaki's partially bare body. He realized it when it hit him that L's stomach wasn't even near fat, quite the opposite actually. Well, he hadn't got the proverbial six pack, but was somewhat toned, muscled. An unexpected discovery...
Light told himself off in his mind. That wasn't something he should be aware of, not so vividly... Moreover, there were other things to worry about, like probably awfully pissed off Ryuuzaki. It was more than scary that he didn't tell a thing by now...
Not till now Light noticed that people were standing still and looking at the two of them. Some disgusted, some horrified and others amused. Great, he had what he wanted... Audience for that little, improvised spectacle. He hoped that someone didn't call the police thinking that he was molesting L or something alike... Suddenly, he had an urge to grab Ryuuzaki by the hand and run fast from this place, into somewhere peaceful, without needless eyes around them, trying to think out a story matching to the situation, in their opinion of course.
And as this day seemed to be entirely atypical, unbelievably crazy and startlingly spontaneous, he simply did what he had thought of. He tightly grabbed L's hand and started to run forward, dragging Ryuuzaki along.
He didn't know what was their destination and didn't care at all. There was no plan, no forward thinking, just simple, instinctual action.
He wasn't Yagami Light right now. He wasn't this bright, twenty-one-year-old working as one of the youngest detectives in the entire world, by famous L side in addition. It didn't matter that he was highly intelligent, handsome or ideal, perfect like many had said before... He was just Light. A young man desiring some time for himself, away from boisterous, demanding, expecting and almost always watching his every step town and it's citizens. Waiting for some time with his, so called, friend, who had no choice but run with him.
It occurred to Light how incredibly tired he was, how he needed some rest, space, air... A place where nothing but him and his thoughts, feelings would matter and not others wishes, expectations.
Ryuuzaki unintentionally opened his eyes, when he was fighting for his own comfort, ease even if it seemed silly for Light in that moment. He angered him not only because L was arguing over a whim, something small but Light knew, deeply in his mind, that he wasn't capable of that, he didn't ever try. Yes, he was manipulating people in order to get what he wanted but it wasn't the same as telling them the truth straight in the face an demand it openly.
Well, he was able to be straightforward in Ryuuzaki's company but he didn't count it. There was more into it after all, they had mutual intelligence, minds, same job. Sometimes there was simply no reason to hide something because the other could easily find out, surmise what it was...
Maybe that was the reason why he was taking Ryuuzaki with him, without thinking first... Did it matter now?
They were running blindly, people passing by, watching their lunatic sprint. The streets where changing, one after another, into blurred streaks of mixed colours. Usual sounds of the town like cars, buses, people with mobile phones where suppressed by their pounding hearts, madly pumping blood through their veins. They were panting harder and harder with every minute, muscles in their legs more and more tired, sweat of mindless exertion visible on their faces, streaming down their necks and under the clothes. Strength was leaving them with every next move, step, breath...
Finally Light stopped himself, breathless and wet, with his legs bending under his weight. He sat down and hid his head in his hands, exhausted, for a moment his mind blank like a white sheet of paper. Then he looked up and saw L laying flat on the ground, next to him. His face was also sweated, but only lightly pink on the cheeks, like it was impossible for him to be red out of exhaustion. He had his eyes covered with his arm and his black shirt was widely open, showing his bare chest and stomach raising rapidly. This time Light could only think how tired he looked, how sensitive... how humane and because of that if only this once, close to him...