Author's Notes: Yay! Here is chapter two. I'm actually surprised people like this… In any case, please read and review this chapter as well, please. I still don't own Death Note, sadly. Cause if I did, well…some things wouldn't have happened. In any case, here is number two.
You Can't Have Love Without L
By: LilyChan
Chapter Two
The boy got out his gangly and very pale hand from his pocket and extended towards the baffled couple before him.
"I'm L."
The confused couple stood dumbly, and Raito was speechless for once. However the silence didn't last long when Misa arrogantly brushed past the very strange student. She stuck her nose in the air as Raito stumbled, feeling not only the loss of blood to his fingers, but how strong Misa really was. Though, the boy, dubbed L, side stepped quickly from the raging bull. He tamed his wild hair back and watched them as the blonde roughly opened the door and slammed it.
It didn't faze him one bit as he stood in place, a small smile creeping up on his lips.
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"Let go. You're really cutting off my circulation." Raito said as he tried to shake Misa off. Reductively she let go, but only to throw herself onto a desk seductively with an innocent look on her face. Raito merely rolled his eyes.
"Raito-kun…" She said in a whisper. "I didn't know you felt that way…" as she glanced up and down his body as she swayed her hips left to right.
Once again, he rolled his eyes. He knew this routine backwards and forwards. He'd never do it with her, he vowed at one point. If he did, she would use it against him. Plus she wasn't his taste anyway. After the incident from when they were kids, she had stuck herself with him always trying to seduce him. Fortunately for Raito, he turned the tables on her and would use her tactics to escape her grasp.
Of course, he would never admit it but at one time, he did have feelings for Misa. But that was only because she was being showered with so much attention from the other students when she had started out as a model. She had only gotten more arrogant and persistent in trying to get with him. Raito, however, saw it very pathetic.
He turned around as he started to walk out the door.
"R-Raito, where are you going?" she asked, angry and confused at the same time. Raito didn't turn around, which only made her madder.
"Just get your stuff and get out of here. I have to be at that assembly."
And with that he slammed the door on the now pouting girl.
When Raito was out, he started to head towards the auditorium, but he didn't expect that student to be waiting for him, much less laughing at him. He gave the boy an irritated look. L was hunched over, with his shoes nearly off.
He looked at him, as he automatically stopped laughing, with a confused look on his face. Raito was vaguely reminded of a Chinese Pug, especially with his baggy eyes.
"What's so funny?" Raito demanded as he felt oddly irritated at him.
L lifted an arm and pointed at himself, as though he were in a crowd full of people and the brunet's cries were ambiguous.
Raito growled slightly and jerked his head away, irritation evident.
"Forget it. I have no time for this nonsense." He stomped away.
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He made it in time, even though it was half over. Matsuda looked peeved when Raito arrived, though he knew why he was mad. Not at Raito, mostly at the teacher who scolded him, he assumed.
When Matsuda called the two of them friends, Raito thought he was a nut job. Matsuda was always talking about girls and asking Raito which girl he fancied. Raito would answer only to shut him up – even though he's not really interested in anyone. However, Raito did know that eventually Matsuda was going to come in handy – thus he kept him around.
He sat next to the pouting teen in the empty seat that was apparently saved for him, with almost the same expression on his face, though for different reasons. On stage there was the new female teacher that had arrived in the beginning of the year. Her hair was a beautiful auburn hair color that was naturally highlighted. Instead of the standard business suit that all the other teachers wore (for some ethereal reason – Raito could never figure out why teachers did silly things), she wore a red nice blouse with a nice skirt. It made her look natural and she fitted in with her students. Her bust was what Raito wanted – nice, firm, and not too big. However, Raito was not a dirt bag. Sure, he'd admitted at one time to the annoying boy his attraction to her, but he wasn't as sleazy as girls gossiped he was.
Well, at least to a woman like the teacher.
Raito remembered when he realized that the feelings were mutual with the teacher, even though such an act is forbidden. However, Raito still found his life to be a bore.
"I envy you, Raito," Matsuda stated at one time whilst he was admiring the blonde as she bragged to her followers how she once had a photo shoot with a popular pop idol. "You get to be chased by chicks, and guys, every day!"
Raito grunted as he thought, There's nothing to be envious about. Being chased by men and women is nothing but a chore.
Unfortunately, Raito couldn't dwell on such silly thoughts. He had to at least pretend to seem interested in the assembly. He knew what to do since his father was the police chief. He rolled his eyes as she mentioned his father as the Honorable Yagami Soichiro. Raito groaned inwardly and rolled his eyes yet again. It was no secret that he was his son. It was a small town, a branch off of the city if you will, and everyone knew who everyone was. If you had a secret, the housewives and husbands would gossip until it ran the victim into the brink of insanity or until you confess to have such a secret.
He wanted to get rid those sort of people. He wanted to show the people of the small town that God, or whoever lived in the clouds watching the mere humans figure out life's questions, will one day not take it anymore and remove such people. The thoughts of such delicious results brought a smile to his face.
Rather, a sinister one. His own family was victim to such gossips ever since Misa came into the family. It was even to the point of harassment. Matsuda stood up for Raito, even though he had once rejected him at every angle in early years of their relationship. Of course rumors of the spunky teen had spread – simply because he had stood up to the cruel treatment. That proved Matsuda's either stupidity or loyalty to the Yagami. Ever since, the boy had been by Raito's side. Raito secretly thought on occasion that the boy was attracted to him. Then he realized that he was being more cocky then usual. However, whatever the real motive reason for Matsuda declaring him his friend, Raito was glad.
Glad that he could commute with someone without getting too irritated at them.
Raito blinked his eyes again. He was getting too caught up in his musings and thoughts yet again. Perhaps these assemblies were good for something. It could help him plan things out for the next day, week, month, hell – he could possibly plan out up to his Golden Years. He shook his head as the principal was now on the podium yet again. The principal was distinguished looking. He looked kind, despite his clothing choices. His hair was already a silvery shade as it was combed over, attractively, to one side. His clothing matched the uniforms of the male students – a beige color with the school's logo on the breast pocket with a flower sticking out. The beige and black tie hung from his neck over the white undershirt; his pants matched the color of his coat, though the loafers were darker brown then the outfit.
"…Students, especially those in clubs and extra curricular activities," Raito caught in behind the obvious nervous tone the old man had, "will note that the times have now been restricted to a shorter time." He paused, knowing that the students would object to it.
As expected, the students made various unpleasant and unpleased noises of the shortened schedule. The principal held up his hands to silence the upset teens, though it was in vain since it only made it louder.
The teachers below amongst the students tried to keep them quiet but it only worked somewhat. The principal looked around and sighed. He spoke, but this time it was louder.
"Students, please! I can understand you're upset!" But that only pissed them off further with calls of him lying and that he's just an old geezer. Someone even dared to throw a piece of paper at the poor and now more nervous principal. More students had the courage to throw more dangerous objects, such as books, pencils, pens and one student even dared to throw a pair of scissors.
The gym teacher, who looked like he defiantly enjoyed working out after school, had to get up and take the principal's place as the other teachers led him to his seat. The principal looked shameful as he fumbled with the hem of his coat.
"Okay, you kids. You best calm down! It's only for until further notice. And if anyone has any complaints, meet me in the gym!" he threatened. The cocky boys yelled, somewhat accepting the challenge. The built man just shook his head as he headed back to his seat.
The principal then apparently had courage to brave the podium again. He held up his head up high as he also explained to always be with someone when leaving the school premises.
Raito rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time that day.
Like that'll help, he thought as he laughed. Matsuda's eyes shifted, but then he was always easy to read, from furious to curiosity. Raito gave him a look, and Matsuda shrugged as he shifted his attention back to the now noisy assembly.
The rest of the assembly went pretty generally and inherently boring. After they had finally calmed down the crowd, although some students still mumbled their discomfort, they started to spread gossip, much like their parents, on the teacher's dislike for a particular club and that they were more then happy.
Raito really wanted to at least give them a good smack across the face, but he just narrowed his eyes as he tried to ignore the students' silly gripes.
Finally the assembly ended and they headed back to the classroom. Though, some of the people were still offended over the time cuts of their clubs and whatnot. Raito could careless. To him, studying was more important (although he was on the cross-country team – he had to be in shape) then anything. And even then, it came easy to him.
Once they had reached inside the room, the nervous teacher was called out to the hallway. Raito only sat back in his seat to listen whatever babble Matsuda just had to say.
It was part of his daily routine, after all.
Though, when he looked at him, Matsuda didn't seem to want to say anything. Instead, the usually talkative teen had his elbows rested on his desk with his head in his palms. It looked like he was either trying to figure out where a particle of dust was going to land or he was thinking really hard.
Well, this was certainly out of the norm.
He didn't dwelled on it too long, thus he shrugged (also for the umpteenth time that day) and returned on trying to take a nap in the noisy room. He heard a girl run out, crying, as she slammed the door as the girls cried out her name to come back. Raito didn't budge, but it only irritated him even more. He wished the day would end soon so he could he go sleep. He figured with the entire school faculty scrambling they wouldn't dare to even have detention for the longest time. That suited Raito just fine.
Then the door opened. The stout teacher walked in, still as nervous as ever. He glanced at the doorway and motioned whoever it was to walk in. Raito cracked an eye open to see the same strange student he had encountered earlier that day.
"C-class," the teacher stuttered, "this is Hideki Ryuga."
The boy titled his head, as though were speaking a foreign language, but when he saw the shocked and irritated brunet, the boy dubbed Hideki (and L) nodded at him; which sent the girls into a squealing fest, much to everyone else's dismay.
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Ending Notes: Ack, finally, here is chapter two. Ironically enough, this was posted at 2 in the morning. XD In any case, I'll post a chapter every time I feel sadistic (seriously, don't ask), so yeah. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I made it longer, for your viewing pleasure. ;D
