Obsessed 21

Matsuda and Light arrived at the apartment ten minutes later, Matsuda thinking what to do next, he had to contact L, but he couldn't do it in front of Light. "Light…you go ahead, I've got some things in the trunk we might need, I'll be up right behind you." He said as Light got out of the car.

"Okay, I'll open it up, it's apartment 1823," Light told him shutting the door behind him and heading for the building. Matsuda went to the trunk and opened it, watching Light as he went inside. He quickly pulled out his phone, trying to mentally figure out what the time difference was and whether or not he was going to wake up L. Just when he realized he probably was as it was only five a.m. in England, L answered the phone.

"Matsuda…what's wrong has something happened to Light?" he asked immediately.

"No…no he's fine…and I'm sorry for waking you up…"

"You didn't wake me, I was working. If Light's fine why are you calling?"

"It's this case we're on, there's this suspect…well…he's no longer a suspect, but he…L. I think he's trying to make the moves on Light." L sighed in relief that Light was fine, and then chuckled in his ear.

"Oh I see, and that concerns you?" he asked.

"Well, doesn't it concern you? I mean, I get the feeling he's going to do whatever he can to lure Light over. I mean, he's really intelligent like you, they talk like you and Light do, he's charming and he's rich, and…"

"Matsuda, you should know by now that we trust each other implicitly, I'm not concerned," L told him.

"Under normal circumstances but L, you're not here, he's upset about that still, he might welcome this attention. I know Light well enough to know he wouldn't do it normally but this guy L, this guy is really something. He's really smooth, Light might not even know what's happening and then WHAM!" L was quiet for a moment, his thumb playing with his bottom lip. Of course he trusted Light, he had no qualms about that, but Matsuda was correct about the circumstances. Light was probably still upset and might welcome the company of this person, although he was still sure that it would never go beyond company.

"Give me his name and basic information and I will check him out. I was planning to call Light a little later this evening anyway, so perhaps he'll tell me about this case."

Matsuda nodded against the phone, gave him the basic information on Hayami,then sighed.

"When are you coming back, L? Since you stopped going off for extended cases you guys having been practically inseparable and now…"

"I'm working on it Matsuda, it shouldn't be too much longer."

"That's good to hear because even though he's acting like he's okay, I know he's not. And I guess you're probably not doing too well either. For two incredibly independent people you don't fare too well without each other."

"Thank you for calling me Matsuda, even though I'm quite sure I have nothing to worry about, I appreciate the fact that you're watching out for me. I will see you soon." He hung up the phone and immediately entered in the name Matsuda had given him.

He chewed on his thumb as he read about Hayami. The accompanying pictures confirmed Matsuda's assessment of his looks, while his achievements and schooling supported his alleged intelligence. He read about his work with Horipro, and the recent death of his business partner not long after he had left Horipro for another agency. L wondered if that was what Light was working on, except his death was listed as suicide and not murder. Perhaps Light didn't think it was a suicide and he was working on that angle. L did a quick background check, looking at everything from his banking to his phone records. He found nothing suspect that would make him worry about Light's safety, and as far as worrying over the man's advances, he was sure Matsuda was just worrying over nothing.

He got up from the desk and lay on the bed, one arm over his eyes as he tried to think. Had he made any kind of progress while he'd been here? Had it been worth it to leave like he had; was he closer to understanding why he had become so sloppy with his work? His pride fared better not having to face everyone each day that had come to his rescue from that…woman. He didn't have to wonder if every time Light or Matsuda or even Watari looked at him they were seeing him helpless and half naked in her bed. He shook his head to try and erase the thoughts. He needed to sleep, and when he woke up, he'd have to make decisions about what he was going to do.

Matsuda pulled a briefcase from the trunk and ran into the building, going to the apartment number Light had given him. He stood in the doorway with his mouth open as he stared at the apartment. "This is amazing. I thought your place was awesome," he said looking around. Light smiled as he walked over to him.

"Yea, it is a bit much isn't it?" he asked taking the brief case, "Come on, let's get started, I don't want to spend all day here, but I want to be as thorough as possible. I called for the forensic team to come in, but I want to get started before they get here." Matsuda nodded his agreement and began to put on gloves.

"You want to flip for it?" Mello asked as he took the phone from Matt, placing it on the table and sitting back in his chair, "Or draw straws?" Matt laughed.

"Aw come on Mello are you scared?" he asked, "What can he do to you, really?" Mello snorted a laugh.

"Kick my ass for one," he said, "Take away my livelihood for another." It was Matt's turn to laugh.

"He might kick your ass but he won't take away your work," he answered, "But we've got to do this. He's not seeing or thinking clearly at all. You heard Watari just now, what happened has really fucked him up but he's got to wake up or he's going to screw up everything he's got. We're the only ones that can do it because he won't even listen to Watari right now."

"Yea I know. I'll do it, but if you come with me maybe he won't kill me if he's got a witness," Mello suggested and Matt nodded with a grin.

"Let's go get Near, maybe if the three of us do it together he'll listen before he lashes out. Besides, he can't kill us all at the same time."

"Let's finish breakfast; if I'm going to die I want to do it with a full stomach," the blonde added reaching for more toast. Matt laughed again and threw it at him before getting up.

"I'll go talk to Near and see if he agrees. I'll be back," he said picking up his coffee and taking it with him as he walked out of the door and headed to Near's apartment.

Matsuda and Light wrapped up what they were doing about three hours later; thoroughly going over every inch of the apartment, and were completely exhausted as they walked back to the car.

"We'll turn all of this stuff in and then I'm heading home," Light said as he fell into the seat.

"Why don't you come back with me and have dinner with me and Suki?" Matsuda suggested as he stretched, "She won't mind, she wants to see you're okay." Light shook his head.

"No thanks Matsuda," Light answered, "I'm too tired to be decent company, and L is supposed to call, I want to be home when he does." Matsuda nodded as he started the car.

"Okay, but if you change your mind you know you 're welcome," he said and Light nodded with a smile.

"I know, and I appreciate it." He leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. He was looking forward to L's call, it would be good to hear his voice and especially before going to bed; it would be just what he needed to be able to sleep.

When L opened his eyes, he jerked himself up, afraid he'd overslept and wouldn't be able to call Light without waking him. He looked at the time and sighed; good it was only about 9:30 pm in Tokyo right now, it would be the perfect time.

He sat up and grabbed his phone, got out of bed while it was ringing and went over to the urn Near had provided him. He made a fresh cup of coffee and sat at the desk as he waited for Light to answer.

Light was coming out of a hot shower, letting the heat relax his muscles that were aching from scrounging around a dead man's apartment. He was still drying himself as he walked back into the bedroom, and ran to his phone when he heard it ringing.

"Hey," he said as soon as he picked it up, "Perfect timing I was coming out of the shower."

"I see," L said trying not to picture a freshly showered, damp, naked Light, "The end to a long day?"

"You have no idea," Light answered sitting down on the bed and stretching out, "Working on a different kind of case…I think that I mentioned it before. Spent a good part of the day going over and finding evidence and I'm exhausted."

"I'm sorry. If I were there I'd bring you a glass of wine, or a cup of hot tea to help relax you," L soothed, "And listen to what the day did to you. I can at least listen right now."

"Well, the victim is – or was - a larger than life manager of new artists, with a taste for the good life and everything he could possibly afford he did. Living the life, healthy and exotic sex life…L you should have seen his box of toys!" L chuckled as he sipped his coffee. "Well anyway," Light continued, "he was found with his wrists slit wide open, so of course everyone thinks it was suicide but it just doesn't add up for me.

"I see, then you're definitely right to pursue it." L commented, "Tell me more about that box. He sounds even more decadent than we are!"

"We're vanilla compared to him, it was definitely interesting," Light answered remembering the contents and giving L a run down of what he had found.

"Anything in there you might like to try when I get home?" L asked and was surprised to hear Light break into laughter.

"L…no…not unless YOU want to try anal beads." L nearly choked on his coffee.

"Anal beads? I'm not one to judge Light, but I must draw the line somewhere. I thought I was being generous by allowing the paddle…"

"Which we haven't used yet by the way," Light reminded him, "It's never left it's fur wrappings." L laughed as he got up from the desk and moved back to his bed to stretch out and relax.

"When I get home Light, you can unwrap it and us it as you wish," he said, suddenly feeling a bit warmer as he thought about it.

"Don't tease me," Light said, feeling the effects of the conversation himself, "You're too far away to have this discussion."

"What's the matter, is it getting to you?" L asked, lowering his voice to a raspy whisper, "Is there a special part of you that misses me?" The groan he received answered his question.

"Yes, there's a BIG part of me that also misses you," Light said looking down as he felt himself harden, "I think that part misses you as much as I do." L rolled his eyes and chuckled again. He then decided to try something to alleviate both of their problems.

"I'm sorry, but maybe I can help in this area as well. Are you in bed?" he asked, "If you are, I want you to just relax and pretend I'm there."

"I am in bed, but how can I pretend you're here?" Light asked him, his voice close to a whine.

"Close your eyes Light and take that BIG part of you in your hand and pretend it's me doing it," L whispered, "Imagine I am there beside you, I'm kissing your neck, down to your chest as I begin to stroke you. My hand is stroking you slowly Light, my thumb rubbing the tip as I move slowly; do you feel it?"

Light moaned softly as he kept his eyes shut, listening to L's voice in his ear, imagining he was lying next to him, his hand wrapped around him as he'd done so many times. L listened to his moan, his own cock stiffening as he imagined what Light was doing. He pushed his jeans and boxers down over his hips, wriggling them off and kicking them off his legs. He began to slowly stroke himself, a groan escaping from him as he did.

"Light…I'm kissing your chest now, dragging my tongue to your nipples and I'm licking them, one at a time, before I gently take one between my teeth…how does it feel?"

Light barely answered, lost in his mind where L was doing all those things he heard in his ear. He let the phone slip to the pillow beside him as his free hand began to tweak and rub his nipples, his fingers doing the job he was imagining L was doing with his mouth. His hips began to move, pressing himself harder into his other hand.

"Feels wonderful…" he whispered, his body on fire as he imagined L with him so deeply he could smell the familiar scent of coffee and strawberries. The sound of Light moaning in his ear aroused L more, making it difficult for him to talk as he increased the speed of his own stroking.

"I…I'm kissing down to your stomach until I reach your cock, and I lick the tip, sucking it gently…" he heard Light take in a deep breath and moan louder in his hear.

"L…I…" he started, pushing himself deeper and faster into his own hand, imaging L's warm mouth wrapped around the tip was pushing him closer to his climax.

"Yes Light…you can cum for me now, I'm taking you deeper into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat, swallowing you down…" he heard Light make a strangled cry of his name and that was enough to send him over, his hips pushing him hard into his hand as he came.

After a few moments he heard Light calling his name faintly and realized he had dropped the phone from his fingers. He reached down and picked it up as he caught his breath.

"I'm here, sorry I dropped the phone," he said with a laugh.

"I'm not surprised," Light answered, "I lost mine too at some point. I love you, L that was…brilliant, I needed that."

"I love you too," L told him smiling into the phone, "And I needed it as well, obviously."

"As much fun as that was, it isn't the same as being with you. Tell me you 're figuring things out, that you'll be home soon."

"I'll be home soon Light, I promise. Now, you should be sufficiently relaxed to get some sleep, so you should do that now. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay," Light answered, his eyes closing; that release adding to his exhaustion and finally taking him over, "I want to hold you, please come home." He added in almost a whisper.

L listened, aching at the sound of Light's plea.

"I will, I'll be home. I love you Light, good night." He listened for a moment and only heard the sound of Light's breathing. He looked up at the clock, it was about two in the afternoon and he hadn't been awake long, but he now felt emotionally and physically exhausted himself. He pulled the sheet over himself and lay on his side, turning the sound up on his phone so he could hear Light breathing when he lay the phone down on the pillow next to him. He closed his eyes, imagining Light next to him, and fell back asleep