Summary: AU. SLASH. Light refused the Death Note because he's MUCH more powerful than it. But, I won't reveal what it or HE is. He'd want to tell you himself. Oh, and what does this 'L' person have to do with all this? What's all this talk about soul mates, a magical bonding spell, angelic wings, and gold eyes? Well, Light knows all...
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot!
Warning: Rated M ! This story contains Slash and mentions of FemSlash , which is boyxboy and girlxgirl . Don't like , don't read . Oh , and Mpreg later on . Also: almost all the characters are the slightest OOC , since I can never ever get a character 'spot on' .
A/N: The first part of the story is in the boy's POV (mostly Mello's) . After the break , it's back to Light's .
And I don't know if you guys know this , but . . . my chibi self is being held for ransom . Unless I update . Which I am doing right now .
LOL Nicole who reviewed Inner Thighs with "u fuckin' pervert! r u a horny bastard or what?" . YES I'M A HORNY BASTARD :D also , thanks for the flame :3 I needed a good one with bad grammar and spelling !
Warning for this chapter: Kisses and SO MUCH FLUFF EVEN I WANTED TO PUKE . I've warned you .
Please remember that this chapter isn't beta-ed , so it's raw ('unbetaed' in Kipz language) . I will post the beta-ed one when I recieve it (hopefully soon -wink wink Deathnotebliss-) !
"This is L's voice from the camera or whatever."
"This is regular talking in the room the boys are in."
Sweet Intoxication
Chapter 22
Not five minutes after the three were locked in the room, the three observers were in the mate's bedroom, watching the other trio through three computer monitors. The monitor furthest to the right showed the room from the left corner when you entered, the middle monitor showed the room from the opposite side of the first monitor, and finally the last one was set up outside the room, aiming straight at the door.
"L! Let me out right NOW!" Mello snarled to one of the cameras, his tone thoroughly pissed off. The young blond had been yelling at the cameras for an hour straight, then took an hour break to just glare at the other two. After that, he began yelling again, ignoring the other two in the room. Matt and Near looked impatient.
"I'm afraid I cannot let any of you come out until you sort out your problems," L said calmly, then after a moment he added a small "sorry." . Mello fumed and stomped over to one of the beds and laid himself on it, crossing his arms over his chest.
"This sucks,"Matt muttered to no one in particular, going over to the other bed and sitting down on it. Near stood by the door, holding one arm by the elbow as he rocked softly back and forth on his feet. His blue-grey eyes scanned the ground.
Mello scowled at both of them, narrowing his almond shaped eyes into slits. "I don't know what the hell L is talking about. I don't have problems. You two have problems."
Matt groaned and grabbed his red hair in his fists,"You don't get it, do you?" he yelled to the floor, making Mello sit up in lightning fast speed.
"What do I not get, Matt? Huh? Tell me! I'm dying to know! That's all you've been talking about, and frankly, I'm sick and fucking tired of it! So tell me now, what's your problem!" the blond yelled, his face twisted into the usual anger and annoyance.
Minutes passed and no one said anything. Near's eyes flicked back and forth between the two arguing boys, Mello glared daggers at the redhead while Matt didn't move a muscle. Finally, the gamer looked up slowly, his fists loosening around his hair as he looked at the blond with a disbelieving stare.
"Are you serious?"he asked in a soft disbelieving tone.
"I'm pretty sure this is as serious as I get," the other responded, his voice dangerously low.
"He's lying," Near suddenly said, directing everyone's attention to him.
"Thanks, Captain Obvious," Matt said, rolling his eyes.
"You're welcome, Lieutenant Sarcasm..."Near muttered loud enough for the three of them to hear.
"Shut the hell up, albino freak," Mello spat. Matt and Near glared at the blond.
"That is what I mean!" Matt said loudly, bringing the previous conversation back, "If one of us says something, you automatically hate on us! What the hell did we ever do? That's all we want to know!"
Instead of yelling back like he usually did, the blond's face relaxed and he looked at the ground. "Why do I hate you two?" Mello asked softly, his voice unsteady,"Matt...and Near?...You're asking me why?"he asked louder, grinding his teeth together.
Matt and Near nodded, Mello's frosty blue eyes suddenly boring a hole into each other their heads.
"Have I not been obvious enough?" he asked, to himself or them, the two weren't sure,"I've been showing and telling you two exactly why I hate you...ever since day one."
The other two of the blond mate looked confused, both thinking back a few years.
"How did we meet, Matt?" Mello asked the gamer. Matt thought harder.
"I spilt hot chocolate on you the first winter I was here," Matt recalled, "In the dining room. I ruined your shirt." he furrowed his brows, "I don't see how just ruining your shirt was how you began to hate-"
"That's not the right day," Mello interrupted rudely, "Think farther back," he ordered.
Matt pursed his pink lips and looked at the ground.
"...Status Day." he muttered after a minute, realization blooming on his face, "The day I found out I was-"
"Just behind me,"Mello finished through clenched teeth, "You're just one point behind me, Matt,"he said venomously. "One point. You'll be second in an instant if you were to get a better exam mark than me. And I can't have that, can I?"
Matt furrowed his brows again, and before he could ask another question, Mello turned to Near and glared.
"That should give you enough clues to know why I hate you," Mello spat.
Near's face was blank as he stared at one of his mates, "You hate me because I'm better than you,"he said quickly, "but that's the simplified version of why you hate us," the youngest boy muttered, looking slightly puzzled. "Tell Matt and I the complete story," he ordered.
Mello blinked his eyes, slightly taken back by the young boy's statement. What was he talking about?
"Wait, there's a deeper explanation to this?" Matt asked, confused.
Near looked over to the gamer, "Yes,"he muttered.
Mello then looked furious, "There's nothing else to explain," he spat, "I told you both why I hate you, isn't that enough!"
Near walked closer to his mates, "I'm afraid it's not, Mello," he said softly.
"Now spill!" Matt announced, staring at the blond.
Mello glared at them for the billionth time, "Fuck you guys, I'm not talking."
"Would you like us to tell you why we dislike you?" Near asked.
The blond was slightly interested, but he hid it under a mask of apathy, "If you must,"he muttered after a quiet moment.
"You're mean,"Matt started. Mello's careless expression lessened.
"Childish," Near muttered. It lessened some more.
"Self-centred," even more...
"Emotional," more...
"Ignorant," and more...
"and over competitive." Near finished.
With each word, Mello's tough exterior, ever so slowly, crumbled to the ground. Shit. Was this it? Was the wall he built up around himself finally crashing down? The two people that meant the most to him were hurting him.
No. No, no, no, no, no! NO! It wasn't supposed to work this way! He was supposed to be the one who hurt them, not the other way around! Dammit. This did major damage to his ego.
"Oh, fuck you guys," Mello muttered quietly, looking at the ground. He felt tears threatening to brim and that stupid lump formed in his throat. He hadn't cried since...since...forever. He couldn't remember. His long blond hair imitated a curtain, shielding him from the others eyes.
"People think you're a bastard, Mello," Matt said in soft monotone, "Nobody likes you. If you changed how you acted, maybe-"
"IF YOU CAN'T ACCEPT ME FOR ME, FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE!" Mello yelled, shutting his eyes tightly and letting a few tears escape from his eyes and they dripped onto the floor. This hurt. This hurt really bad.
To make things worse, Near saw the droplets fall to the carpet. His emotionless face turned confused, "Mello, are you okay?"
Oh, what a silly question, Near. "Piss off, it's not any of your concern," Mello muttered darkly, looking at his shoes. He wasn't okay. He lost the battle. The two people he cared for hated him.
Matt sat next to the blond, startling Mello and making him expose his tear filled face to the others. Matt looked concern quickly, "You're not okay," he said simply, bringing up a hand to touch the others' face but Mello jumped from the bed before Matt could lay a hand on him. No touching allowed. The same went for sympathy.
"We know you're hurt because of what we told you," Matt said, watching as the blond went to the furthest wall from the other two, "But you said you were okay to hear it."
"L, let me out," Mello said, looking into one of the cameras with desperate eyes. He couldn't look at them. He wouldn't.
"Not yet," L's voice said, making Mello's eyes shut tightly and to yell out in frustration. Dammit, now L and his pretty boy lover and annoying, psycho friend got to hear all this shit. Not good.
"Might as well get this over with..." Mello mumbled to himself, quickly wiping away his pitiful tears. He turned to the other two, "What do you guys want from me? Huh? A truce? A leave-me-the-hell-alone promise?" he asked, trying desperately to keep his voice steady.
"A truce," Near said. "I'd appreciate that one."
Matt agreed with the younger boy.
Mello sighed. "Okay, fine. What ever makes you two losers happy." Just give them what they want and they'll leave you alone.
And for the first time, Matt gave Mello a smile. The blond's heart stopped as he saw it.
"What will the conditions be?" the gamer asked.
Mello gave Matt a look, "There's no conditions in a truce," he said plainly.
"Then we'll make some," the redhead ordered.
Near quickly came up with some, "We cannot fight with each other, physically."
"What about verbally?" Mello asked, "Both you pansies know I can't stop that."
Near actually rolled his eyes, "Fine, but they cannot be too hurtful."
Mello agreed to that. This means they can't hurt him again. Good.
"If one person picks on another, and they tell them to leave them alone, the bully has to stop immediately." Near ordered sternly, earning nods from the other two.
"We don't have to be friends, but I guess it's okay," the albino muttered. Matt nodded and Mello rolled his eyes. Friends? Yeah, right. It'll be a cold day in hell when that happens.
"I cannot think of anything else at the moment, to be honest," Near muttered, looking at his soul mates.
"Light-kun offers the idea of apologizing to each other," L's voice said suddenly.
Mello growled and looked at one camera, "Fuck Light-kun!" he spat.
"I plan to."
Mello paled and turned back to his mates. Matt was giggling at Mello's face.
"Are the conditions going to be met?" Near asked in his usual monotone.
Matt and Mello nodded.
"Now, if you two think of any other conditions to add, add them. Just let me know. Agreed?" Near asked. The other two nodded yet again.
"Well, I guess we just have to shake on it," Near muttered.
They all shook hands (timidly, I mind you) and L's voice filled the room.
"We are all pleased with the results. Misa-san will be there shortly to let you out. The time is 12:14 pm. Attending class for the rest of the day is optional for you three." and with that, L shut off the cameras.
Silence invaded the room, no one knowing what to do or say.
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"Hurry back over there, Misa-san." L said to the model, who nodded and dashed to the locked room, key in hand. The detective looked over at his blushing lover once the door shut.
"Still embarrassed?" he asked his mate. Light just stared at the blank screens, his arms crossed over his chest.
"I can't believe you said that," Light muttered, looking down at his lap. Stupid mates and their raging hormones.
L gave his mate a weak smile, "but it's true," he said softly.
Light looked over at L, "You didn't have to tell them, though! Or Misa! Only we can talk about that. No one else."
L gave a small grin, "You're quite possessive, Light-kun," he observed. Light blushed darker and sunk into his seat as L chuckled.
"Shut up..." Light said weakly. One of L's hands went to Light's hair, taking a piece into his fingers. "Your hair is soft. Very soft." he muttered, resting his cheek on his own knee.
"Thank you..." Light muttered, a smile lingering on his lips.
"You know what, Light-kun?" L whispered.
"What?" the teen replied softly.
"You're going to be legal in 3 days."
Light swatted L's hand away causing the detective to start laughing as his mate glared.
"You really know how to kill a mood," Light muttered.
L rose a brow, a smile on his pale lips, "I'm simply trying out some humour, that's all."
"Well, you're failing at it." the teen said, resisting the urge to smile at his silly lover, "You should try something else," he offered.
"Like what?" the detective asked, wheeling Light's chair closer to his.
Light shrugged, "I don't know. Practice for what's going to come in the next three days."
L chuckled, "Yes, what's to cum in the next three days."
The teen pushed his mate to the other side of the room on his chair, "You're still failing at the humour thing, L."
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During lunch, Light noticed that Matt and Near were sitting together.
Talking.
Having a conversation.
In public.
It was odd, but everyone would get used to it in time, right?
"What do you want for your birthday, Light?" Misa asked as she sat herself down beside L, across from her best friend. The detective looked away from his cup of tea, to look down at Misa's poof-y dark blue skirt. He reached down and pushed it away, only to have it bounce back into place. L furrowed his brows.
"I don't want anything, Misa," Light said, watching his mate with a mildly confused stare.
The model looked down at her skirt, part of it being pushed away from her friend's mate. Misa rolled her eyes and adjusted the clothing, making sure nothing went one centimetre into L's personal bubble. "You could of just asked me to move it," she said in her girly voice.
L shrugged, "You were talking. I didn't want to interrupt," he muttered, proceeding to drink his tea. Light and Misa shook their heads and continued to talk.
"Do you think their truce will last?" Misa asked. Light shrugged.
"I don't know. They seemed pretty honest." he muttered, pushing food around on his plate.
L set his tea cup down, "Mello cried during the time, so I believe the truce will be kept."
Misa nodded, "And with Matt and Near becoming acquaintances, it'll become a friendship soon enough! By then, maybe they'll develop a crush on each other," she giggled at the thought.
Light gave a small smile, "Now if only Mello would shove his ego down his throat and try to talk to them, their bond will become stronger. It won't work on just Matt and Near."
"But won't the bond between the two of them become a little stronger?" Misa asked, thinking back to what she was taught as a young girl in the Dolia realm.
Light thought back to the books he read, "...I think so. I'm not totally sure, though."
L blinked his large eyes, "Light-kun, how strong is our bond?" he asked suddenly.
Misa laughed from under the hand she held over her mouth while Light blushed, "I-It's pretty strong right now...stronger than the time during Christmas," he muttered, just loud enough for his mate to hear. L smiled into his tea cup.
"...forever is a long time, huh?" Misa asked randomly in a hushed tone, "To be with your mate forever is a long time. You can never get bored with them, too."
L rose a brow, "Really?" he asked.
Misa nodded, "That's why you don't reveal everything before you bond," she said, smiling.
L looked at his mate, his eyebrows slightly raised. Light just pursed his lips and looked down at his plate of food.
The rest of the afternoon meal went without question, all three enjoying each others' company.
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Ring, ring!
Misa looked down at her skirt's small pocket, fishing out her cell phone quickly. She flipped it open and said 'Hello, Misa Amane speaking.', then her blue eyes widened and a grin broke out onto her face.
"Sayu! Oh my God, this is such a surprise!...What? Of course I'm not too busy to talk to you!" she looked over at the two mates, smiling apologetically.
Light shrugged, "She's your mate, talk to her," he said simply, smiling at his friend. Misa gave them a huge smile and nodded, walking away to find a better signal.
"Care for a walk, Light-kun?" L asked softly, his face serious. Light nodded and they slipped outside. The sky was an amazing blue, the odd cloud here and there.
The two walked side by side, a comforting silence settling between them. Light marvelled in the sunlight, tempted to remove his shirt to work on a decent tan but decided against it.
"Would you mind if we walked through the greenhouse?" L asked his lover, who in returned shook his head.
"Lead the way," Light said softly, rolling his shoulders in an attempt to try and relax his tense muscles. What a stressful week this has been. After rounding a corner, a large glass building came into view, a stone walkway leading up to it. He hadn't seen this when they had first arrived, that was for sure.
"I used to like coming here," L said, the two closing the distance between them and the building, "back when I attended Wammy's, I needed a place to...escape. To escape the harsh reality that I had. Being a genius isn't what it's made up to be," he muttered.
Light curled his thumbs into the belt loops of his pants, "That's understandable. Everyone needs a break from something at some time."
L nodded and once they stood outside the doors, the older man grasped the doorknob and turned it with some force. It was rusted and the hinges didn't look any better. Nevertheless, L pushed it open and closed it when they were inside. Light closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of humid air through his nose. It smelt of flowers and various plants.
"Watari funded this greenhouse years before I attended," L muttered, looking around at the various things. Light looked at his mate, noticing the small smile of familiarization lingering on his lips and shining in his eyes. This greenhouse was something for L's past. This place meant something to him. Light's heart skipped a beat, realizing this for the first time. L was sharing his past with him.
"...why did he fund it?" Light asked softly, taring his eyes from his mate to look over at some pots with flowers in them. Tulips, a soft purple and rose pink.
L took a few steps forward, the two of them settling into a light-paced stroll, enjoying their time together in this familiar place. He thought for a moment while gazing down at some roses, "I don't know why he did. I never asked him...I was just content with having it here..." L muttered, a hand going to feel the soft petal, then pulled it back to examine it. They continued on down the long isle of flowers.
Light made a small noise of understanding, not pressing any questions onto his beloved. L was probably reminiscing on his memories and who was Light to disrupt him?
"...I remember this one memory so clearly," L said softly, "I was around the age of fourteen. I was studying for five exams that were coming up that week and it was starting to get to me. Studying textbook after textbook was finally getting to me," the detective gave himself a small ill-humoured smile, "...I needed somewhere to escape..." he looked at Light with a soft gaze, "I could only think of this place. Not many of the children came here, since it didn't hold any..." he thought of the right word, "...amusement, for them..."
Light looked at his mate, his heart beating faster as L glowed in the sunlight coming through the hazy windows. "G-Go on..." he whispered, the tiniest blush on his face.
L seemed to have noticed the blush, but decided to ignore it since he began talking again, "So, I came here. I spent many seasons watching the flowers bloom, watching the Venus flytraps catch their prey, smelling the sweet aromas in the air...the warm, humid air...it just feels different...relaxing..." the detective's dark obs drifted to the ground, the smallest smile on his lips.
"I know what you mean," Light said softly, appreciating the calm atmosphere. So many different colours and aromas..it was...intoxicating, to say the least.
L smiled, "I'm glad Light-kun has gained more experience about my past..." he muttered, looking at Light's profile. He noticed the teen's chest rise and lower slightly faster and he almost stumbled. "Are you alright?" the detective asked.
Light nodded, "Of course," he said, smiling over at his lover, the same pink blush turning a shade darker.
"Light-kun's face is so red. Maybe he is coming down with something," L teased, slightly biting his bottom lip to try smother his chuckle. His lover only blushed further.
"...shut up..." Light muttered helplessly, looking forward once again. L was getting good at making him blush, which both made the teen annoyed and happy.
All conversing was put off for a series of minutes, until they had reached the back of the greenhouse. The two looked back down at the entry, to find no one and nothing there. It was just the two of them. Alone. Finally?
"It seems like a good time to bring this up," L suddenly said, turning to go further into the house. Light only followed him with a questioning gaze.
"What do you want to talk about?" Light asked, stopping L to look him in the eye. "Is it about us? Me? Did I do something wrong?" the teen suddenly looked worried. What did he do?
"You did nothing, Light-kun," L reassured the teen, "Nothing terrible. Everything is fine, do not worry."
Light looked away, ashamed of his insecurities, but the detective quickly cupped the teen's face and stared into Light's golden eyes.
"Nothing is wrong, Light. Believe me," he scanned the teen's face for something. "Do not be insecure about anything. That's an order, not a piece of advice."
Light gave a small weak smile, his eyes looking down to his mate's lips. "Can I?" he whispered.
"...just keep it simple," L said, his tone slightly teasing. Light chuckled and leaned forward, carefully locking his lips with his lover. The detective kissed back, his hands keeping his mate in place. Lips against lips, Light couldn't help but try to deepen it and in result, his lover playfully pinched his cheeks. The teen pulled away after that and gave a small half-assed glare. L licked his lips and dropped his hands, forcing them deep into his pants pockets.
"Told you to keep it simple," L said, his eyes shining with playfulness. Light rolled his eyes, a small smile grazing his lips.
"Back to the previous conversation," the detective started, "the topic Misa-san bought up at the table. Being with your mate forever.."
Light nodded, "I remember. Does being with me forever..." the teen paused for a moment, "...upset you? In any way?"
L shook his head after some thought, "No, it doesn't. I've thought everything through. I'm going to be your soul mate. Forever."
Light's heart stopped. "A-Are you sure? Forever is a long time.."
L nodded, "I'm sure. 100% sure. You...intrigue me, excite me, make me happy, sad, mad...you bring out the life in me, Light," the detective gave a small smile, "You've turned my world right side up. Changed me...for the better. I can't wait to be your soul mate, Light, even though it feels like we're already bonded."
Light collapsed into his mate's chest, his legs already turning into jelly and his head was beginning to spin, "S-Stop talking, L..." he whispered, his shaky arms wrapping around the detective's chest, his face resting in L's neck, "Please stop..."
The older man wrapped his own arms around his lover, helping him stand. "...are my words affecting you too strongly?" he asked softly.
Light only nodded, a blush across his face, "I hate how you can make me turn into...mush, with just a few honest words..." he buried his face into L's neck as the detective chuckled, his blush deepening.
"Back to the topic, Light," L muttered into his lover's hair, "Forever. I accept that. The thing that I'm unsettled about is that I don't know you completely. You haven't revealed everything to me."
"I understand what you're talking about," Light responded, his voice slightly muffled, "But you have to remember that I don't know everything about you, too," the teen pulled away from his mate, making eye contact.
"That's what we're here for," the detective stood at full height, instantly growing two inches taller than the teen.
"All I can say is you like strawberries, sweets, solving cases, the odd sleep you get and..." Light paused for a second, timid about what else he was suggesting, "...me."
L pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "I don't just like those things, Light...I love them..."
...No way, Light thought, is...is he serious?...He...he must be...oh...my God...what is he thinking...? Telling me this..here...
"Are you okay, Light?" the detective asked, looking worried, "...I was thinking of a better time to say it, believe me..." he leaned in, closed his eyes and whispered into his lover's ear, "I love you, Light..." and tightened his grip around the teen's hips, pressing their bodies flush against each other.
"Haah..." Light's chest rose and fell quickly, his heart beating a mile a minute. "I...oh..wow...L, I..heh.." the Dolia smiled, in a daze, eyes also closing and turned his head, almost catching L's earlobe between his lips, "I...I love you, too L..so much.." he finally smiled properly and trailed kisses from his mate's jawline, to the corner of his lips.
"Kiss me," Light pleaded, which L immediately fulfilled, pressing his pale lips gently but quickly against his lover's. The teen moved his arms to his mate's shoulders, and he accidentally pushed them into a table of plants, causing them both laugh through the kiss.
"Say it again, L.." Light whispered against his mate's lips.
"I love you," the detective whispered, one of his hands slipping underneath Light's t-shirt and trailed his fingertip over the teen's spine, making him arch into the older man.
"Aah..." Light whimpered as he felt the cold fingertip trace the vertebrates of his spine. His back was quite sensitive. "A-Again.."
"I love you," L said, firmer this time, like those three words were the thing keeping them both alive. "I'll say it as many times as you want, Light. Just tell me when,"
The teen smiled softly, nodded and pushed them apart, finally opening his golden eyes, "One more time," he said, "please."
Black eyes staring into gold, L said: "I love you, Light."
"I love you too, L," the Dolia said, not a moment of hesitation. "You have no idea how wonderful it feels to hear you say those three words..." he gave a small smile to his mate, but then a blush broke over his face and he glared, "Don't ruin the moment, you pervert."
"I have no idea what Light-kun means," L said, blinking his eyes innocently.
"Hands off my ass, please." the teen ordered.
L chuckled and moved his hands up, back to the teen's waist. "I never thought I'd ever say those words,"
Light rose a brow, his blush already faded, "Why?"
L shrugged, "I couldn't imagine myself loving someone...not even you. We're almost opposites, yet we give this relationship a try and we start to love one another..." L gave a small smile, "It's odd. Very odd."
Light gave a grin, "You're right about us being opposites," he agreed, "But I wouldn't want you any different."
L smiled for the hundredth time, giving the teen one last kiss before saying: "Would you like to go back inside or stay out here for a bit longer?"
"I would like to go inside," Light muttered, a smile lingering on his lips, "but please, promise me that you'll share more of yourself soon."
L nodded and grasped the Dolias' hand lightly, leading them back to the entrance, "I promise, Light-kun."
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To be continued...
I made up 'Status Day' , btw . Just seems like something Wammy's would do . . .
Review please . I'd love it , even though I know I'm a terrible person for not updating in months .
-Nate