"9 months? What do you mean by that Ryuk?!" Light didn't mean to shout at the Shinigami, but a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach made him cringe. He suspected that he knew what his constant room mate was referring to. He shook his head, hoping no one else in the house had heard the words that had left his lips.
"Hahahaha Well, let's just say, there might be another little Light running around soon" Ryuk chuckled, tossing an apple into the air, before catching it in his big mouth. The Shinigami had confirmed his suspicions, but surely not…
"What? No. L's a guy Ryuk, you should know as well as I do that that is impossible" Light shook his head before returning his attention back to the death note. The Shinigami must have been winding him up again, only this time, he was annoyed at himself for so being to easily sucked in.
His eyes fell on the TV, the face of another potential victim of the death note appeared on the screen. Light rested his chin in the palm of his hand, before lazily scribbling the criminal's name onto the pages before him.
Either way, he needed to think this whole scenario with L through. Light needed to make sure that the intimacy with L didn't happen again. If for no other reason that to avoid making an accidental slip up. He shouldn't have even allowed it to occur the first time, he couldn't afford for it to happen again. He knew there was no way L believed that him saying 'Ryuk' was just an accident. Not much slipped past that man, if anything at all. He would have committed that to his incredible memory, he knew it wasn't the last he'd heard of it. The memory had got him wondering though, why had he allowed L to do those things to him? Perhaps there was a part of him that was attracted to the world's best detective, as much as he would prefer to deny it, especially to himself.
3 Months later
"Watari" L whimpered as he pushed the bowl of green tea ice cream away from him. A wave of nausea rolled through his body, forcing him to prepare to bolt for the bathroom.
"What is it Ryuzaki?" Watari leaned in closer to the young detective, trying to determine what was wrong.
"I don't feel…" L began, forcing himself to sit up straight, as if doing so would quall the unease in his stomach.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Watari whispered, knowing the dark haired man valued his independence. Only, the older man had never seen L look so pale. He already appeared a hue of grey at the best of times, but this, this was something else altogether.
It wasn't like L to feel unwell, even despite the copious amounts of cake he consumed on a daily basis. He had to resist the urge, herefused to endure the unpleasant sensation that was throwing up.
…
"I have to go…" L began, staggering to his feet as he held a hand over his mouth. He had to get to the bathroom as soon as possible. Ideally, he would have been there already but he didn't expect he would seriously be sick.
L dived into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him before leaning over the toilet bowl. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. He truly despised the sensation that accompanied vomiting. In this situation, it seemed like there was no avoiding it as he felt the contents of his stomach empty into the bowl.
Why was this even happening? The young detective sighed before slumping against a nearby wall. He felt exhausted, drained and his body refused to stop shaking. The familiar sound of Watari's footsteps greeted his ears as they approached the door.
"L"
"I'm okay" his words were pre-emptive, anticipating with accuracy what the older man was about to ask.
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Light tossed the pen back on his desk before leaning back contently in his seat. L hadn't made any further advances on him since that time, then again, he hadn't exactly given the detective a chance. He made certain he was never left alone with the man, he had minimalised his exposure to his presence, only turning up when it was absolutely necessary and in the company of other task force members. He knew his avoidance wouldn't have gone unnoticed by L, but he couldn't be concerned with that now.
"Light, isn't that you phone ringing?" Ryuk grinned as he lay strewn across the man's bed, toying with an apple in his fingers, as if contemplating whether to eat it now, or perhaps save it for later.
The student was torn from his thoughts, his eyes falling on the device as it danced across his desk. He's forgotten he had put it on vibrate while he was studying. Good thing he had Ryuk there to remind him.
"Light" the voice was painfully familiar.
Great. It was Ryuzaki. Maybe not so great after all.
"What is it Ryuzaki?" Light questioned, cutting to the chase as he tried to disguise the sigh of resignation in his voice.
"I was hoping you were available, I have an interesting theory I wish to discuss with you" L stated calmly, his words not giving away his true intentions.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Well, actually, I was hoping you would be able to come to Task Force Head Quarters to discuss the matter. Cell phones aren't exactly secure" L's words grew more specific as he attempted to coax the younger man into a one on one encounter.
Light froze, he needed to consider his options, he just told L he was free so he couldn't exactly say no. Although he had assumed Ryuzaki would discuss this theory over the phone but he should have known better, of course it would be a trap. He just wanted an excuse to meet with him in person, that much was glaringly obvious now.
"Light? Are you still there?" L questioned, dangling the phone from his finger tips as he attempted to gain the students attention.
"Ah, yes Ryuzaki, I'll head down there right away" Light plastered a fake smile on his lips, an act that reflected in his words before ending the call.
Great. Now he was going to have to go down to Task Force Head Quarters, likely all by himself, seeing as L wanted to 'discuss a theory' with him. This implied there would be no one else there. Except perhaps Watari, then again the older man was present the last time it happened too. Light cringed at how close he was to getting caught by the man that time. Its hard to say how he would have reacted, then again, him and L could have been in on it, that's assuming it was purely an attempt to gain a confession. Would L really tell him he was going to do that though? It was doubtful at best, besides, if Watari knew that was going to happen, wouldn't he have left the building?
He was over thinking this. He had to stop, that much was obvious as he took the only remaining seat on the train.
He knew it was likely Light has seen through his attempt to retrieve information by unconventional means. It fact, it wasn't just likely, it was guaranteed. That will be why he's avoided being alone with him. What a shame. He couldn't exactly say he didn't enjoy doing that with Light, even though his motives weren't initially so sincere. It wouldn't be long now till the younger man arrived. He was surprised the man actually agreed to come, then again he probably felt cornered to come. Surely he must know the true reason he was summoned here. Either way, this would prove to be very interesting.
He tapped his index finger against his lower lip, contemplating which of the desserts before him would be consumed next.
"Watari"
"Yes Ryuzaki"
"Which of the following sounds more appropriate?" L began, sliding a spoonful of custard pudding between his lips.
"Light Lawliet, or perhaps L Yagami? Or rather, Ryuzaki Yagami?"
"Are you thinking of alternative aliases L?" Watari raised an eyebrow at the young detective, trying to figure out what exactly he it was that he was up to.
"Not exactly, no" L stated truthfully, not taking his eyes off of the surveillance footage before him. He chose not to elaborate as he felt the older man approach him.
"I think L Lawliet is the best" Watari stepped closer, a tainted expression in his eyes, giving away that he knew where the man's train of thought was heading.
L didn't have time to respond as the door handle turned, prompting his eyes to dart towards the intrusive noise.
"Hi there Ryuzaki" Light greeted as he entered the room, the last of the afternoon sun lingering on his features.
"Light. Please, have a seat" L directed, pointed to the seat next to him with the spoon.
"Thank you Ryuzaki" Light chose to occupy the seat that lay furthest from the dark haired detective.
Deliberate. No doubt.
Well, that's no good.
L drew himself to his feet before stepping towards his visitor.
Light glanced up to the man, a flicker of apprehension shooting through his eyes as he watched L close the gap between them. This was the moment he had been dreading, yet, by the same token, craving.
L was amused by the students reaction, he expected as much, but this just confirmed it.
"Now, Light, I have asked you to come here today because I wished to discuss something in particular with you"
A glimmer in Lights eyes gave away that he knew what. He hoped he was wrong but suspected no.
"What is that Ryuzaki?" Light asked, the feigned innocence in his voice only turning L's stomach.
"Well, I wished to discuss with you the reason why you have avoided being alone with me"
Typical Ryuzaki, straight to the point.
"Did you perhaps not enjoy our last encounter?" L leaned in closer, his finger resting on his lip before etching forward.
"You see, Ryuzaki" Light began, not entirely sure where his words were going.
"Is it alright, I understand why you would be reluctant to tell me this" L stated factually, resting his knee on the arm of the couch.
"It's not that" Light began, sighing before turning away from the detective.
"O?" L acted surprised, he was of course, a master of disguise, and his expression in this instance was no exception.
"You see" Light began, still not convinced he knew where he was going with this. L leaned in closer, an action that prompted the student for an answer.
"Yes Light"
"It wasn't my intention to avoid you"
It was bullshit, and they both knew it.
"Is that right" it was a statement, not a question. L leaned in closer, wanting the student to make eye contact with him. Was he perhaps ashamed? No that couldn't be it, it had to be something else… He wanted Light to elaborate, but doubted he would do so without prompting.
"Are you feeling up to a piece of cake Ryuzaki? The custard pudding seems to be staying down" Watari offered, entering the hotel lounge, a plate decorated with an assortment of cakes was resting in his fingers.
"Feeling up to it? Since when do you ever refuse cake?" Light narrowed his eyes on the detective, confusion swelling within them.
"Ryuzaki hasn't been feeling his best lately" the older man elaborated, setting the cake down on the coffee table.
"Not feeling well?" Light repeated, Ryuk's words returning to him from his memories. This wasn't a good sign.
"How… Interesting" Ryuk chuckled, hovering over a bowl of apples as he made no attempt to dampen down his laughter.
Not again Ryuk… Light's teeth were set on edge as he tried to fathom the potentially dangerous situation he was in. What if what Ryuk said was true? What if L was pregnant? He would have no way of knowing or even suspecting that. At least until it started to show of course. That boy was in for a hell of a shock. He almost felt sorry for him. Almost.
He could always plead ignorance… Pretend he didn't know how that happened… As long as L never found the death note, then he would have no way of contacting Ryuk. It simply had to stay that way.
"Yes, unfortunately. I've been throwing up every morning for the last two weeks. Just as well I'm not a girl, otherwise I would be a bit concerned" L stated flatly, eyeing up the cake before him.
"Aren't you concerned anyway?" Lights words came out louder than he had anticipated. He was showing concern for L… Too much concern… No, he would never buy it.
"Why?"
"You've been sick for two weeks straight. There could be something seriously wrong with you!"
"Thank you Light, I do appreciate your concern" L stated, although he wasn't entirely convinced the student held genuine concern for him. He'd prefer Light didn't know he had been unwell, but perhaps he could use this to his advantage…
"I do believe there is nothing to be concerned about" L sighed as he collect the plate of cake in his fingers.
"You must be feeling better" Light chuckled, watching as L filled his spoon with strawberry sponge cake.
"Actually, this isn't for me" L smiled, a cheeky glint danced through his eyes as he raised the laden spoon.
Lights eyes widened and his body instinctively pulled back as the cake was pressed against his lips.
"Wait! Uh! Ryuzaki!" Light tried to pull away but L seized the opportunity, violating the students lips with cake.
"Now Kira" L began, hiding his amusement as he watched Light struggle to defend himself but being rendered helpless by his mouthful.
"I'm not Kira!" Light growled, clumps of cake falling from his lips as he pushed the detective away. He was growing tired of Ryuzaki's statements, however true they were. L eyed the student carefully as he stormed to the otherside of the room.
"If you say so" L stated flatly, not believing a word that left Light's mouth.
"What do I have to do to make you believe that I'm not Kira?"
"There is nothing you can do" L returned his attention the surveillance footage before him.
"So your convinced that I am Kira?" Light turned
"Of that I have no doubt"
"Then why did you let me have sex with you?"
"Because I wanted to".