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Part 105
B welcomed the gentle attentions and felt himself relax. He edged closer and rolled slightly so he can hug his friend, nuzzling and softly kissing a cheek while the attention continues.
"Love you Lawli..." he breathed.
A quiet 'and I love you' was purred out between kisses somewhere only barely loud enough for the younger to hear.
The younger raven only wanted to enjoy the kisses, ignoring his body's natural response to the attention and feeling himself calm down further.
After a while the elder started to become slightly sluggish, feeling suddenly tired from the relaxing activity.
"Let's get some rest, ok?" B nuzzled a neck, placing soft kisses there before parting and removing his pants and shirt, crawling to the top of the bed to move the covers.
"Come, Lawli." He crawled in and gestured the older inside.
L did the same and cuddled up with his friend, for the first time in a long time falling asleep long before him.
B smiled lazily, petting his friend's hair until he fell asleep some time later.
It wouldn't be until the morning that they awoke to freshly made jam on toast with a side of criminal case files brought to them by their adopted father who after seeing them alseep decided they had best stay that way.
"Good morning boys..."
"Good morning Watari..."
"Morning Watari..." B opened his eyes, feeling them uncomfortably dry, having forgotten to remove the contacts. He groaned and removed them, blinking his eyes repeatedly before moisture was granted back.
I assume that these are the files for the case?" The elder asked dryly, taking the glass of orange juice from the tray.
"Yes, there are several, but I am giving you a few at a time. These are far from petty and are in fact rather tame in comparison to the others that are in store."
B plucked a jam covered toast and chewed on it hungrily.
"Any aliases that can perhaps be removed?"
"I imagine there are several, but those will be revealed in time."
L took up the first file and opened it revealing some rather nasty photos.
"So how many of these are done by the serial killer and how many are suspected copy cats or others taking advantage of the panic and disorder?" He questioned the elder, tossing the photos from the surveillance camera to his friend, not knowing if he could get anything from what appeared to be quite distorted pictures.
"From what I gathered at the Intel, there are perhaps around 9 serials, 20 copy cats and 50 others taking advantage of the paranoia and fueling it with minor, but no less shocking crimes."
B held the photograph, but was unable to get anything. He set it aside and awaited the next photo.
"Some of these are simply beatings... no killing involved..." the elder pointed out, sorting through the cases.
"That's not to say that they where not failed attempts by the main killer... nothing can be counted out so soon..." He handed his friend another photo from the second file, putting everything to memory as he goes through each article of evidence at an astonishing rate.
"As I stated, these are the more tamer versions. When you are ready for the next load, I will give them to you. It does not get any better from here on out, I assure you."
"Watari, can you hand me a lined paper and a pen, please? I want to help Lawli and this is the only way I know how." The elder nods and removes a pocket notebook from his waistcoat and hands it and a pen to the red eyed raven.
L does not look over at his friend, becoming far too focused on his work and blocking out everything around him. Despite the pace, he didn't miss a single beat, not a strand of hair or smudged fingerprint went astray from his meticulous mental cataloging.
B looks over every photograph handed to him. The ones with clear images and good face captures, he'd begin writing the names down. His kanji was not perfect but it would look more or less like the name that was revealed to him. He made sure to number them all according to the number listed at the bottom corner.
The pair worked like a machine for the entire day, sorting through the evidence over and over again with B finding names and picking alias and L's mind constructing theory's. Of the pile of two were solved then and there with the help of B's eyes, which could not be submitted as evidence so L cleverly placed together the evidence and set them in a pile before working on the others. The next was harder again and took a full three hours of L's mind wracking and raking the evidence with a fine tooth comb before an answer could be found which it was, leaving three solved to two which needed more, but the dark eyed raven formulated a report on where this extra information was likely to be found by the police.
The raven's worked so well together that barely any words needed to be exchanged, each seeming to be on the same wave length as the other. So much so that as the day drew to a close they both knew when to call it a day at the same time, each exhausted from the use of there individual special abilities.
B looked at the pile of reports, case files and the accumulation of their individual and collaborative works. It had been a long day and he had a light headache from the eye strain. He was mentally exhausted and knew very well his friend was also. He was perched on the bed, looking out into the large city before looking at one of the blank lined papers.
"Lawli, look at me please, I want to show you what I see."
L looked up from the file he was simply straightening up as the corners sticking out of the edge had bothered him for some reason. Taking a deep breath he moved towards his friend and sat close, looking into his almost glowing red eyes.
Knowing the older would not move in the slightest, B took the pen to paper and began to sketch out his friend. He tried not to take too long, but ended up spending a good 20 minutes with the details. He did not add L's numbers, only showing his true name and how they almost danced across his forehead. When the image was done, he turned the page and revealed the finished product.
"Just imagine seeing this daily for 9 years on several people. Would you like this gift if you had it? Seeing red all the time?"
The detective took the paper and looked it up and down carefully.
"Many other animals are colorblind..." he mumbled softly.
"What would really bother me is this..." he ran his fingers across the name slightly and what he knew his friend saw above it.
"I don't want to see the true names of people and have to pretend to acknowledge them and such. I'm colorblind Lawli. I can't see any other color tones. I can only see every thing in red hues. I've never seen or known what blue or green look like. They are just words that don't mean anything to me... I call you Lawli because I could not sound out your real last name. I keep calling you Lawli because I grew used to it and I would not call you by any other moniker."
L took the picture and symbolically tore it right down the middle, tossing it to the floor and pulling his friend into a warm hug.
"I hope to be able to make up for the things in life I cannot help you change because I love and care for you deeply..."
"I do to, more than you know. You're my Lawli and my love for you is greater than anything and everything." He returned the embrace and nuzzled a neck.
"Come on... its time we do something for you now we have finished doing all of this for me..." the elder whispered and helped his friend to his feet.
B gave a questioning look, but let himself be led into whatever his friend had planned.
"I am sure whatever challenge you face here we will not only face together but you will come out on top..." the elder assured as they walked past the pair of stone foxes who guarded the way.
"I certainly hope so... I would be surprised if it were an entirely different spirit altogether..." He sighed and shivered lightly from the cooler air and walked to where he sensed the highest spiritual presence. It took some time, but near a small fountain was his chosen location. He took a deep breath and sat himself down, closing his eyes and freeing his mind, letting it go into that realm he knew so well.