AN: Well hello everyone! Wow it's been, what, two years or something? Hmm, so the other day I managed to find bits and pieces of this chapter scattered about on my various electronic devices XD
In my absence, I've been focussing mainly on my Ib fanfic and various Pokemon ones I have ideas for, so this slipped to the back of my mind. Oh well, here is the next chapter. My goal is to finish this as fast as I can, but I can't say I'll be quick to update. Summer holidays are coming up, however, so we might just get somewhere!
It's nice to be back!
~Tkb4.
Chapter 14, Sickly Urges
"This is humiliating, Light-Kun…"
"Not as humiliating as being handcuffed to you. Now hold still…"
L was anxious. Such it was an action that he had never tried, and despite being nerve-wracking, his intensive pride helped him to stand his ground. To put one of those…things into his mouth…Was it going to hurt? What if it was too warm for his liking? What if…
"Ryuzaki, stop looking at me like that. I know it's not what you prefer, but…"
"I don't trust you."
"Would you prefer Misa or something then? She hasn't even got a clue-"
"I'd prefer Watari, thank you very much…But as you know…"
"Yeah you don't need to tell me twice."
L swallowed his contempt and looked Light in the eyes, opening his mouth only slightly.
"Ready?" Light uttered, leaning over L's curled up form.
"…Yes." There was a moment of hesitation.
"1, 2…"
The thermometer was cold against his tongue, and he shuddered at its touch. He had made sure it was freshly brought from the chemist, and afterwards it had to be cleaned, free of germs and in a tub of hot water and disinfectant.
It was a rather debilitating and annoying task for Light, but the older man wouldn't have it any other way. The detective had to make sure it was free of germs completely. If he took in anything else, then his cold would surely get worse.
"Crap Ryuzaki, you have a fever…"
"Oh my lord…Am…Am I going to die?"
Light nodded, the fake pain evident on his face. "Slowly and in the worst way possible. You're beyond saving…"
"Oh my god, Light-Kun! You cannot be serious?!"
The teen laughed. "Calm down, idiot. You'll be fine. You'll just have to stay in bed for a couple of days, and then you'll be back on your feet in no time." L's lack of knowledge about a simple cold struck him as peculiar, but he put the thought aside.
"How on earth could this happen? I'm always very careful about my health…" Light wasn't sure of that. After all, L didn't watch what he ate, hardly ever went outside and had Watari do everything else for him.
And then it clicked. L didn't think it important to consider the possibility of catching a cold; it was like he had taken very subtle precautions. And because he hardly ever worked in the field and never met people face to face, the percentage of catching a disease of any sort was almost nothing short of zero. But had L really never experienced being sick in his entire life?
What a superman.
That was, until recently. It was another thing to add onto his list of L's vulnerabilities. But just like every other time, there was always a catch.
"Ah, shit." Light muttered, gritting his teeth in irritation.
L grinned. "Yes Light-Kun, you can be my personal…chauffeur, or even butler, of sorts. After all, you aren't going anywhere without me."
"I am NOT wheeling you around like a chauffeur."
"Wheeling? Oh, no, not that. You can carry me instead."
"Go fuck yourself."
"Perhaps you can do that for me as well?"
The sudden image of Light in a maid outfit surrounded by sparkles and stars (very much like one of the scenes one would find in a shoujo anime) came to mind, and the teen shook his head in disgust.
"Misa can do that too."
"…Do what?" L tilted his head in curiosity, but Light brushed it aside. "Eh, nevermind. Anyway, I asked Matsuda if he could come up here with the medicine you need."
"…I can't swallow tablets."
Everything was just a problem with the older man now, wasn't it?
But Light had thought it over beforehand, surprisingly and considering the possibility, and he smiled. "No sweat, we got you two different types just in case that happened. You know, liquid too."
"…Medicine tastes disgusting."
"We got it in different flavours, so you can pick any that you like." What a victory. For once, Light had thought ahead through everything before the older man.
But even complete defiance could seal the deal in some situations, and for L, this was one of those times. He sat up like a rather imprudent child, crossing his arms and glaring at the teen with a vile look in his narrowed black eyes. "I will not take that medicine."
What a stubborn bastard. "You need it to get better, idiot."
"Light-Kun, I will never ever take that medicine. And that is my final word."
…Well that was it. Light couldn't just force it upon him…
Could he?
"I wouldn't." L begun, sniffling slightly. "I know what you're thinking."
Light scowled and hunched his shoulders. "As if. I wasn't going to touch you."
"Whoever said anything about touching?"
"Regardless, you don't know what I'm thinking, so you're wrong."
L chuckled slightly. "Ohoho, no, I'm not. You're very easy to read."
"That doesn't make you psychic." Light rolled his eyes. Would he have to endure this for the entire day?
"See!" The older man sat up, however the movement made his head spin, and he shakily pointed a finger at the younger. "There you go again! Your actions are very precise and accurate, enough so that your mood can be easily depicted."
"Picked up by you, is all. I'm not as active as you say I am." The teen stood, stretching his arms slightly, and smiling as he heard a satisfied pop from his shoulder.
"So you agree, then, that my people-reading skills are far superior than yours? Than you, who has spent almost his entire life around other human beings?" With Light's annoyed respite, L smugly grinned. He had caught him there. Oh how fun the day was going to be.
"Whatever. Stop changing the subject. You still need your medicine." The teen picked it up again, but L whacked it from his hands, laughing when Light failed to catch it frantically. It landed and span around on the floor, forcing another irritated gurgle from the teen.
"Idiot! The bottle is glass! It could've smashed!"
"Yes, I know." L tapped his nose. "But who is the real enemy here?"
Light's lips set back into a thin line. He swore, if the detective said one more word…
"Just shut up and take it!"
"No."
"NOW."
"…No."
When L went to knock the bottle from his hands again, Light was just a split-second quicker. He pushed the detective's arms above his head and half-straddled L, just to hold him in place. They looked each other in the eye for a moment or two, before the older man squirmed, but Light's grip held him in place.
"…Done yet?"
L glared, with all the venom he could muster. "Never."
"You're uncooperative, but you have guts. That's an admirable trait in a human being. Perhaps you should apply that into making friends."
"You're callous and mean. Perhaps you should take a lesson in 'making friends', and consider this. If I do take the medicine… what if I'm allergic? What if I swell up? My impending death would be on your shoulders, and you would have to carry that burden everywhere you went."
"You lie. And why would I even care about that?"
L's face was completely blank, and there was a moment of silence.
"Callous and mean indeed…"
The gravity of what Light had just said hit him in the face, but he merely looked away rather stubbornly. What was said couldn't be unsaid.
"…Maybe you should look in a mirror." He muttered, swallowing the pang of guilt rising in his chest.
L however, simply laughed, looking to the side also. He smiled a little, trying to hide an unidentified emotion evident in his eyes. "But what if I prefer looking at you instead?"
Light was completely caught off guard, and a very clear blush spread across his cheeks. He grit his teeth and went to force the detective down harder, but couldn't save himself from being flipped over onto his back on the bed. L had taken the chance to become dominant once more, and he mimicked Light's previous actions, keeping him under a steady hold.
"See?" He whispered, leaning close and grinning. "You are very easy to read."
"…Y-You-"
There was suddenly a large bang.
"LIIIIGGHHHTTTT!"
"Hey guys! We just-HOLY CRAP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
At that very moment, Matsuda and Misa had conveniently walked in to witness such a scene. Amane took it, as usual, as an indifferent cue that Light turned to when she wasn't there to give him enough physical attention. It fuelled her madonna resolve, and put the idea inside of her mind that she only had to spend more and more time with him, much to Light's unrealistic behest.
Matsuda's own thoughts, on the other hand, were in a whirl, and the rookie detective couldn't figure out why he was blushing. The image of two fully grown men in such a position, even more so that these were his work colleagues, he found turned him on in the slightest way.
As L and Light broke quickly from one another before Misa could see, she burst into the room, knocking Matsuda to the side. "We brought you flowers. Well, at least I did. Matsui here just came along for the ride." She retorted, shoving the flowers into Light's face with a big smile.
Light screwed his nose at the irony of receiving the flowers instead of L, but that was beside the point. Misa was more pushy than usual, L was sick in bed and now Matsuda had to join the party as well. Could his day get any worse?
"Light-kun…pass me the bucket, would you? I feel rather-" A retching noise followed, along with Misa's screams of disgust. "RYUZAKI!"
How could he have asked…?
The day wore on and Light's behind had gone numb an hour before from sitting in that goddamned chair for so long. L had fallen off fast to sleep after vomiting, and Light had been the one to clean up the mess. Luckily, none of the contents had reached the carpet, so it was really just a matter of discarding sheets and trying not to retch himself at the sigh.
Now he sat in silence, his wristwatch reading 2pm. His stomach growled in distaste, but after having witnessed the disgusting scene before, he seemed to have lost his appetite altogether, resulting in his skipping of lunch (which he almost never did).
He was irritated, hungry, numb, fidgety, and just the slightest bit lonely. The insistent ticking motions on his wrist watch diverted his attention for that moment, and his amber eyes narrowed in boredom, studying the carefully etched numbers on the clock's face. L's soft breathing lulled him into a state of half-consciousness, and his eyes eventually began to close, subjecting him to the inner world of darkness. He wavered on the brink between consciousness and awakening, the hungry pangs in his stomach causing him to shift and stir slightly with every wave.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
The noise was small, rhythmic, and he rocked his head lightly to the sound. His eyes had almost closed, blurring the image, when words suddenly flashed across his mind, accompanied by a monstrous silhouette.
"I'll put it in here…just in case. Because when the time comes, I'll most likely have to do it in front of L. After everything, that bastard probably won't stop tailing me. I need to improvise."
"Misa…you give your word that she won't get hurt?" The voice that followed his own was older, more mature and distinctly feminine.
"Of course. After all, I love Misa."
"Hyuk hyuk hyuk. You don't have to spin such crap. We know you don't really love that pathetic girl,"
"Watch it, you sack of disgusting-"
"You two fight like an old married couple…" Was that his own chuckle?
Oh god, it sounded so…
"Is that not purely a human term? We do not have marriage nor the need to breed. We just are."
"Ahhh shut up. If the God of the New World wants to play fantasy house wife, let him."
The silhouette flickered in his mind, and turned.
Staring straight at him were a pair of yellow, monstrous eyes, followed by a sardonic grin.
He screamed.
"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH-"
"Light-kun! LIGHT-KUN!"
The sound of L's voice jolted him awake, and he snapped to attention immediately, looking about wildly.
He was still inside of their room, a now awake L standing over him, hands on both of his shoulders and with a curious, wide-eyed look.
Those eyes.
Light cried out again, beating L in the chest so hard that he gave a winded gasp, and tried to stand, but L was quick to react. He quickly pulled a knee up and pinned him in the chest against the chair, taking fistfuls of his shirt in his hands.
Light's body convulsed slightly as he was slammed back down, a little too hard, and he merely let out a startled whimper.
"Ryu…Ryu…Ryuza…"
"Shh. It's alright. Are YOU alright, however? What's with these actions…?"
It took a moment or two for Light to regain full perception, and he grit his teeth to steady his shaking.
"Night…N-Nightmare…"
L's eyes immediately narrowed in suspicion, and he leaned even closer to the younger male. His voice was bland and mucusy, however Light wasn't thinking of that. His mind was racing, and in the exact moment that L went to say, "I don't believe you" and how his knee-lock grip softened just a little, he was in for the cover up.
The words didn't even have time to pass as Light's arms came up to grip at his hair, and he was afraid for a moment that his neck was going to be twisted, but gave a small whimper of surprise as the boy's lips clashed with his own.
The all too familiar feeling of warmth pooled into his stomach, and his heart immediately sped up to jockey mode, and he was stunned for words. Light went to pull back, but L was quicker to react. On instinct he removed his knee from his chest and pulled him up completely, smashing their lips together once more.
It was messy and uneven, but the action was completely focused in pursuit of emotional expression, and it was Light's turn to be surprised.
"Ryu…" He muttered, before leaning into the kiss hungrily, curling his fingers into the older man's raven hair. L's fists clenched even harder, his knuckles going white, and he felt himself falling backwards onto the bed. Before he knew what was happening, Light's slender form was over him.
The boy had a sudden, new, rough outtake, and he bit his lip to hold back a guiltily pleasured respite as the boy's teeth clamped down on the skin of his neck. The warmth from his stomach spread to his thighs, and he wriggled a little excessively, his fingers still curled into shirt fabric.
Light's hold was firm, but not reassuring. It was rather violent, and to say the least, he was suddenly very afraid. The warmth came with a mixture of cold, and he weakly pushed upwards. "S-St…"
Light's impulsivity faltered slightly, and he sighed through his nose, the push of air making his skin tingle even more.
"St…S-Stop…" He mentally kicked himself for sounding so needy, so dependent and weak, but the ruffled teen seemed to get the message and lifted himself off, wiping his lips with a shaking hand.
L sat up immediately, and was about to round a kick in his direction to assert dominance, but the quick action caused his head to spin and he fell back down immediately.
L was in a pitiful state, his face covered in sweat (a mix from the cold and nervousness before), his groin area hard and his undermined position unwanted at best.
"You…you coward…" Was all he managed to utter, breathing heavily.
Light simply stood, giving him a wide-eyed look, and he tried uttering an apology, but it came out as a gurgled stutter. L rolled onto his stomach, and shuffled back beneath the covers, holding a hand up in defense.
"Don't bother, L-Light-kun…You may think you have bested…bested me…when I am vulnerable like this…but…you're wrong. Very wrong…you see, I have a card up my sleeve…"
Light's eyes narrowed, and he used the chair to steady himself, giving L a careful look. Was he going to charge him for sexual assault or something.
…That was hardly fair! The detective had actually kissed back…!
"You're going to get s-sick…like me…ehahah…" The laughter was cut off midway by a fit of coughing, and L groaned in distaste.
Light was still for a moment, before putting a hand to his own forehead and staring in disbelief downwards.
"…CRAP!"
Alright, not a very long chapter, but it was all I managed to concoct after my absence. Hopefully that kiss scene is enough to make up for it…? XD
R&R? NO flames or I burn you :3