Light took the steps as quickly as he could while impeded by the weight of multiple bags. He had felt for his phone on the way to his house, mortified when his pockets were smooth. He tried to make his movements look normal, a show for the cameras he knew would be on. The correct floor could not come fast enough, but he eventually reached it. He pushed open the door to the hallway, heading directly to the investigation room. Thankfully, L was missing from the room. Light leaned down to grip his phone, slipping it into his pocket as he stood straight.
He turned around to take his bags to the bedroom. Watari would soon be bringing up the bags Light could not carry. Light took a calming breath as he walked through the hallway, expecting to see L in the bedroom. He opened the door slowly, but L was not to be seen. Light walked in almost cautiously.
Where is he? Surely he wouldn't have...left.
Light dropped his bags to the floor, looking around the room for something-anything- out of place. Finding nothing, he returned to the hallway to hear a door slam and then soft footsteps. He looked back and forth, from the way leading to the kitchen to the way to the investigation room. It was the second route he took, walking along the path to the to the computer-filled investigation room.
L sat with his back to the computer, staring at the doorway where Light now stood. Light stood still, feeling as it L looked right through him. It was unsettling, the empty gaze L projected into the room. Only when the swivel chair smoothly turn did Light move forward, slowly advancing as if approaching a wid animal.
He was not positive he was not.
Light stopped once he stood flush behind L's chair, hands on the back of the comfortable furniture. He stood still, waiting for L to make the first move.
L turned his head. The slight sigh that escaped barely parted lips would have been missed by anyone but the one man standing behind him. He turned in his chair, reaching out to pull another chair closer to him. He turned the seat towards Light, patting it softly.
Light obediently sat.
L had not even turned on the monitor, but Light could see the computer was running. The slight whirr of the motors filled his ears despite its softness, the only sound in the room when all he wanted to hear was L speak.
Light hesitantly rested his head on L's shoulder. The raven detective did not move. He stared ahead, barely feeling the head against his shirt.
L's suspicious. That is entirely my fault. I've been so careless.
L blinked slowly. It had been quite some time since they had just simply sat. Lately the tension between them was too great, suspicion too bothersome.
Why isn't it as easy as it used to be?
But those were the thoughts of both detective and boy.
Watari made his way into the room, slowly, quietly. "Misa Amane is at the door. She wants to talk to Light."
L did not react. Light sighed but refused to move. If anything, he rested more fully against L. Brown eyes closed as another, smaller sigh escaped.
"Please tell her I am occupied." Light said in a quiet voice.
"Of course." Watari bowed his head and backed from the room.
Light started momentarily as fingers began running through his hair. They were gentle, tender. They were also a terrible reminder of the lover he was fighting against every time he thought of Misa Amane and Mikami Teru.
I must remove Kira from my Light.
L frowned. He was too deep in thought to even be thankful that Light could not see the conflicting emotions on his face.
I knew better than to fall for the enemy. I thought it was over, I thought- it no longer matters what I thought. It's going to happen again. And...
And I'm powerless.
Light winced as fingers moved with a sort of vengeance. Only momentarily, however. They were quickly back to their gentle motions.
No. Not powerless. Light won't be able to fight me properly this time. I will hinder him... Misa Amane and Mikami Teru will be entirely out of touch with him. Cut off a wolf's head...
L smiled grimly. He would win.
Light stared at his phone hesitantly. Classes ended in a month. It would make sense for Mikami to start as soon as possible... should Light have him wait until classes were over so that he could more efficiently help? Or would it be best to wait to two months he initially said? But that had been a rushed decision. He needed to throw out a number, buy some time.
A month should be plenty of time. I will be here at L's side, directing Mikami...
Light nodded to himself as he texted Mikami. He was thankful L had no cameras in the bedroom- it was the only place. L was himself in the bathroom, forced by the body he owned to relieve himself. Light quickly sent off the message to Mikami before tucking the phone deep into his pocket. He could not risk L finding it.
To be continued!
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