Author's Note: I'm back! :D Couldn't hold on any longer xD Someone else appears in this chapter... Someone who doesn't know the borders at all and whose insolence is unmeasurable...
After Christmas Light's family came back to Japan. Sayu wasn't really willing to leave England. She had fallen in love with London and English lifestyle. Besides, she didn't want to leave Light.
'I would give my right hand to be with you during your delivery, Light! To see your sweetie little baby and to help you in babysitting!' She exclaimed hugging her brother before leaving the apartment.
'When Kiseki and I come back home we'll call you via Skype' the teen winked at her smiling lightly.
'But it's not the same!' Her mouth formed into a shape of a horseshoe.
'Then how about we invite you again when Kiseki grows a bit bigger?' L chuckled eyeing his husband's sister.
'Sounds a bit better…' she muttered but widened her lips in a smile again. 'Kiseki is such a beautiful name! And it's so sweet!'
'Light-chan chose it' the detective said embracing the boy.
'Because our baby is our little miracle' Light smiled stroking his belly.
'I'm gonna miss you so much…' Sayu approached them again hugging them tightly.
'I know, Sayu. So are we' the boy whispered in her ear. 'Especially the noise you make' he smirked. She gave him a clout to his arm and bent over his stomach.
'Bye-bye, Kiseki-chan. Your auntie loves you so so much!' She patted the belly grinning. 'See you around, bro.' She smirked before leaving the flat for well. Light waved his parents goodbye as well and closed the door behind them.
He then came to the living room with the intend to get back to flicking through the magazine with baby accessories in searching for the baby carriage. Light was nearing his seventh month already and wanted to choose one before he would lose the rests of his mobility. He knew that during the eighth month he would probably stay in bed and then at the very end in the hospital. Being completely unable to give birth in a natural way, he had to stay on the ward in case he started labour before the date. Besides, dr Harris who was leading his pregnancy and would take care of his delivery worked in the hospital which was one hour by car away from London.
Light collapsed heavily on the couch with strawberry yogurt in one hand and potato chips in the other. He knew that if he weren't pregnant he would find this set disgusting (not to mention that he normally hated chips) but know he felt the uncontrollable crave to eat them both at the same time.
He opened the magazine and again not only the model was problematic but also the color.
I might go to the doctor's and simply check what is the sex of my child…, he thought. That would solve all the problems.
But he couldn't do that. He was too childish. Besides, he'd made a bet with L and was really looking forward to winning it.
At that moment Lawliet came back. He went inside, took his boots and coat off and peeked inside the room.
'How are you feeling, Light-chan?' He asked seeing the boy on the sofa.
'Frustrated' the teen threw in. 'I'm trying to choose the carriage for Kiseki but cannot really make my mind…' Light mumbled between bites. 'Could you come here and help me?'
'In a minute' L came to the bathroom to wash his hands and then (taking the bag of his sesame cookies on the way) he joined his lover on the couch. He arched his brows eyeing Light's unusual snacks.
'Since when do you eat crisps, darling?' He asked seeing how hungrily the teen was devouring them.
'Since now' the boy snapped turning furiously the next pages over in the catalogue. 'Damn it' he muttered when he ripped partly one of the sheets. L decided to intervene and slowly took the magazine out of Light's hands. 'What the hell?' The boy hissed peeking angrily at his husband.
'There is no use in flaming, Light-chan' the detective said calmly. 'Let's take it easy a bit…'
'I won't be taking it easy, Lawliet ' the teen drawled. 'Give it back to me at once.'
'I thought you wanted my help in choosing the carriage for our baby, Light-chan' Ryuuzaki remained completely untouched as it was the first step in the strategy he used in case of Light's uncontrollable bursts of anger.
'I've changed my mind. Now give it to me.' Light demanded narrowing his eyes.
'You shouldn't get angry, Light-chan. It does no good to Kiseki—' L started but the teen interrupted him rudely.
'Damn it, L! Just give me the fucking catalogue!' Light lost the composure completely and yelled at his partner.
'I will' the detective promised. 'But at first, you'll calm down.' Light suddenly realized that he was clenching his fists on the pillows and slowly loosened the grip. He started feeling stupid because of that unexpected outburst. 'Calm down, my love…' L cooed leaning closer to him and stroking delicately his belly. 'Don't scare our little baby like that.' He whispered in Light's ear feeling a weak kick under his palm and kissed his sensitive earlobe. The boy shivered feeling the subtle caress half-lidding his eyes. 'Better?' Lawliet smiled at Light's instant reaction to his touch.
'Better' the teen admitted unwillingly and looked at the detective.
'Shall we come back to the choosing then?' L asked putting the magazine into his hands again.
'I guess, we should…' Light opened and quickly turned it onto the fourth page. 'I thought about this one' he pointed at the picture of the yellow and navy-blue carriage. 'But there are also a few more worth being considered.' He turned over the next pages.
'I think we should go with this catalogue to the stationary shop and see how they really look like' Ryuuzaki said. 'We may then order the one we choose and they will deliver the package in one week time.'
'That should do…' Light muttered taking a sip of his yoghurt.
'Is it my imagination or do I smell the strawberry?' L suddenly asked inhaling deeply and looking at the teen.
'I am drinking the strawberry yoghurt' Light smiled pointing at the white bottle.
'I like strawberries…' Lawliet purred leaning very close to the boy's face.
'Y-yeah, I know…' Light blushed all over his cheeks remembering the first time the detective had said these words.
'I also do like the taste of your lips, Raito-kun…' L muttered trailing his finger along Light's mouth. 'Mixing my two favorite flavors might create the perfect taste, don't you think, Light-kun…?' He asked in low seductive tone being so close yet still too apart to give a peck.
'Enough teasing' the boy murmured and leaned forward joining their lips in a long and deep kiss.
'Just as I imagined' L stated licking his lips over and doing that again because kissing Light was one of the most satisfying and nicest occupations he had ever experienced.
…
One day in the early afternoon when L was still in the studio, Light was getting himself ready to go for a small walk. The weather was quite good, it was a bit cloudy but the forecast said it wouldn't rain and the boy managed to make his husband agree to take a small rest from his new case.
He prepared the outfit for himself — the navy blue jumper and black trousers and was about to strip off his only-for-home creamy dress in small red dots when he suddenly heard the ring bell to the front door. He frowned buttoning his clothes up again and heading for the hall.
Who might that be…?, he wondered hearing the bell again and becoming slightly irritated.
'Coming!' He muttered in the annoyed tone and turned the door's knob opening it slowly. Seeing two figures in front of himself he froze widening his eyes. The two guests seemed to be as confused as he was. Or even more.
'Oh. Well, sorry, miss. I guess we picked the wrong apartment— whoa, wait a sec…' the blonde in black leather narrowed suspiciously his crystal blue eyes and stabbed them into the teen before him. 'Light…?' He asked quietly arching a brow. The brunette reddened clenching his fists and didn't answer. 'Yes, indeed!' Mello's lips slowly widened in a malicious smirk. 'Can you see it, Near?' He turned to his boyfriend who was standing beside him.
'Well… this is at least unexpected' the albino mumbled keeping the calm facade but it was clear that he was greatly surprised.
The teen in the doorway swallowed hard eyeing L's successors. His mind was speeding. What bad timing…, he thought in panic feeling his hands sweating. He backed slowly letting the boys in.
'Uh, I almost thought you turned into a wax figure' Mello threw in. 'Did you take a surgery or what…? And what's with this enormous stomach?' He tilted his head barely preventing himself from giggling while observing Light's frightened expression.
'What are you doing here?' Light asked weakly hearing the rush of blood in his ears. Near remained silent scanning closely the teen in a dress. He'd grown up a lot during the last year and lost his child-like features which had been replaced by more mature appearance. He was now almost two inches taller than both, Mello and Light. Who would suppose…?
'We were in the area and thought it was a great idea to come and say hello. Happy New Year and so on and so on' Mello rolled his eyes. 'Now tell me because I am dying of curiosity here: did you have a surgery or not?' He asked leaning his hands against his slim hips.
'N-no, of course not' Light squeaked flushing harder. 'Come to the living room, please…' he felt his limbs weakening. He had to sit down. 'Anything to drink…?' Luckily, both of the guests shook their heads no and Light secretly breathed out in relief.
'What is going on here…?!' Mello exclaimed when he saw the baby carriage in the corner of the room. 'What the hell do you need it for…?' He turned to the brunette again waiting for an explanation.
'Currently? For nothing' Light murmured. 'In two months' time? For the baby.' He sat down heavily on the sofa.
'Wait wait wait.' Mello opposed quickly. 'What baby? Are you planning to adopt one…?' He asked trying to comprehend everything.
'Well, no. We don't have to.' Light patted his belly.
'Are you trying to say that… You gotta be fucking kidding me!' He couldn't prevent his giggle anymore collapsing on the armchair. 'Can you hear it, Near? Oh god, Light, I am rather tolerant but cosplaying a pregnant woman? Seriously…?' He took a bar of chocolate from his calf pocket and unwrapped it taking a big bite.
'I am not cosplaying anybody!' The auburn-haired teen hissed through set teeth, his eyes were flinging bolts towards the insolent blonde.
'Are you trying to convince me that the miracle happened and you are a pregnant male, Light?' Mello teased him crossing his leather-clad slender legs. Suddenly his lips widened in a malicious smirk. 'Or maybe you were making fools out of us for all that time and you really are a woman down there…?' His eyes twinkled meaningfully as he raised a brow.
'I suppose it's quite enough, Mello' Near said slowly seeing the indignation written all over their host's face. He placed his hand on the blonde's shoulder trying to prevent him from continuing his jeering remarks.
'Like hell it is!' Mihael exclaimed looking at the albino beside him. 'How insane must you be to pretend to be a pregnant woman? It isn't normal!'
'Stop it at once, Mello!' Light snapped getting red on his face from the arising anger again.
'Look, maybe L really should let you top sometimes to remind you that you don't always have to be on the receiving end…!' The blonde chuckled having more fun than ever. 'Or maybe he is the one who makes you cross-dress…? Little did he know that he had gone too far this time.
'How dare you!' Light stood up as quickly as he could staggering slightly.
'You really shouldn't listen to everything he tells you, Light' Mello shook his head with pity ignoring Near's fingers which dug into his shoulder. 'Lack of assertiveness is unhealthy, you know. Being a uke doesn't equal being a woman.'
Light's eyes suddenly involuntarily filled with tears. 'You have no right…!' He exclaimed weakly through the squeezed throat. 'Stop offending me, my husband and my baby !' The tears leaked out of his eyes and rolled down his burning cheeks.
'Oh, you even cry like a chick' Mello muttered not minding the hiss from Near to stop.
'You're a fucking dick, Mello!' Light choked out and quickly left the room heading for the bedroom. His sobbing was strengthening with every second. Soon he didn't see anything clearly. He slammed the door behind himself and curled up on the bed grabbing a pillow and hiding his face in it which partially muffled his whines.
Mello, who stayed in the room, was trying to understand what had just happened. 'He couldn't really be serious, could he?' He asked eyeing the albino whose expression was showing nothing but disapproval now.
'This time I gotta agree with Light, Mello. Sometimes you are such a dick.' He scolded him. The blonde widened his eyes hearing the offense.
'I didn't know you knew how to pronounce this word' he threw in narrowing his eyes. Near never swore.
'What are you waiting for, Mello? Go and apologize to him!' The albino urged him taking the chocolate from the blonde's hands.
'Hey, give it back to me, Nate' Mello hissed clenching his fists.
'At first you will say sorry to Light' the young genius demanded coldly taking the bar away from Mello's reach.
'Cockhead' Mihael spitted out and raised up from the armchair leaving the living room. He came to the bedroom and knocked lightly on the door.
'G-go to hell!' He heard a choking response.
'Look, Light, I'm sor—' he tried but the brunette interrupted him.
'I said: go to hell !' The teen shouted not able to stop crying.
'What is going on here?' Mello suddenly heard behind his back and turned around at once. Seeing L he got paler. 'Mello…?'
'I-I didn't want him to freak out like that!' He exclaimed shrugging his shoulders. 'I tried to apologize but he doesn't let me come inside…'
'Come back to Near, Mello' L commanded in an icy-cold tone urging him to move back from his way.
The blonde quickly did so and disappeared at once leaving the detective alone in front of the door.
Ryuuzaki could hear the quiet sobbing from behind it which made him even more angry but he managed to cool down the emotions for now. He slowly turned the knob and peeked inside.
Light was lying on the bed facing the wall and crying. His shoulders were shaking.
'D-don't you f-fucking u-understand in E-english…?' He whimpered slowly raising up to the sitting position, swallowing bitter tears. 'I don't want to see your face!' He exclaimed turning to the door. When he saw the ravenous head of his lover, he froze. 'L…?' He squeaked and quickly hid his face turning away. 'Don't look at me now! I look like the most terrible nightmare…!'
The detective slowly shut the door behind himself and approached his quivering lover. He sat down beside him and embraced gently. 'Why are you crying, my Light-chan?' He murmured in his ear trying to calm the shaken teen down. 'What happened…?'
'B-because M-Mello… and h-his comments…! And m-mocking!' Light's words were barely understandable because he was choking on his own tears. 'W-why does he hate m-me so much…? What h-have I done t-to him…?' The boy whimpered crying even harder.
'He does not hate you, Light-chan…' L cooed stroking Light's belly and leaning close to him. 'Take your hands off your face, please… don't hide away from me.' He asked the boy but his lover didn't listen to this plea stubbornly covering his eyes. The detective sighed and decided to change the tactics.
'What are you doing, L?' Light suddenly asked in shivering voice feeling his husband's mouth on his palm. One time. Then again. And again. He spread his fingers a bit uncovering one of his caramel eyes to see Lawliet.
'You didn't uncover your face as I asked you to, darling' the detective purred with a small smile staring into this beautiful and big eye of the teen. 'And instead of kissing your cheek my mouth met your hand…' he stroked gently Light's head leaning even closer. 'Your hands defend the access to your lips as well so there is nothing more I can do than to peck your palm again…' But before he did that Light finally took his hands off his face revealing the reddened cheeks and swollen from crying eyelids. L smiled taking his head into his hands. 'And you claimed you looked awful…?' He brushed Light's nose with his lips. 'Yet you are so beautiful, Light-chan…' he whispered and kissed the boy delicately. 'Don't cry anymore, sweetheart…' he added feeling another hot drops under his fingers rolling down the teen's face. 'He's not worth your tears…'
Light clambered up on Ryuuzaki's lap burying his face into the crook of the detective's neck and slowly calming down the sobbing. 'I am so sorry, L' he whispered wrapping his arms around his husband. 'I disturbed your work… I shouldn't have! But… I couldn't compose myself when… when…' he gulped shutting his eyes which got filled with tears again.
'Hush, Koibito. It's alright…' L slowly took Light's face into his hands and wiped off every single tear from his cheeks. 'You did nothing wrong, my darling. Just stop crying. When you suffer, I suffer with you…' he kissed the boy delicately stroking calmingly Light's back.
'I love you, L' the teen whispered near his lips meaning much more than the mere words he'd articulated.
'I love you more, darling' Lawliet smiled recalling the conversation from their wedding night.
'Noooo waaaaay' the boy chuckled weakly answering just like he'd done it seven months earlier and leaning against the detective.
'Don't worry about him, Light-chan' L whispered softly. 'You know Mello, he knows no borders… however, this time he really overdid…' Lawliet's tone became as cool as ice.
'I have already forgiven him, L' the teen on his lap muttered not liking this sudden change in his lover and trying to make him warm and loving again so he pecked L's cheek.
'Rest now, my darling' Ryuuzaki muttered laying Light gently on his right side and kissing his forehead. He was keeping the affectionate smile which was successfully covering the blinding fury which was growing in him.
No one had the right to make his Light-chan sob like that.
'Thank you, L' the teen whispered giving him a small smile. 'Thank you for loving me. I would be no one without you…'
The detective leaned to him kissing briefly Light's nose. 'I am the one who should be thankful, Light-chan…' he mumbled and slowly stood up covering the boy with a blanket. He then left the room and closed the door behind himself not wanting Light to hear the conversation he was to lead with his two successors. The blonde one in particular...
Second Note: Well, Mello, you've just reaped the rewards... L's truly pissed xD