Awesome. It's been so long since I gave you guys a new chapter, but this means that I am done editing the previous chapters. So go back and see- they're better now.
I hope everyone had a good Halloween. This year was the best I've ever had. ;D
So with that, enjoy the new chapter.
Ryuzaki's POV
Waking up, I didn't feel the pressure of the night before.
Light-kun stirred beside me in the bed.
"Good morning, Light-kun."
He rolled onto his stomach taking some of the blankets with him and rested his head in his arms. He seemed to awaken quite quickly this morning for he said, "Hey," in a seductive tone. Whether it was intentional or not, I am unsure of.
"What do you want for breakfast sleeping beauty?" I teased him.
He blushed and hid his face in the mattress. "Shut up!" It came out muffled, but I heard it well enough.
Mainly just to gage his reaction I grabbed his waist and flipped him over so that he was laid out in my lap. "So what's it going to be?"
"Eggs," he answered seriously and without a moment's hesitation.
"You have a problem," I told him.
"I do not. There is nothing wrong with eating eggs every once and a while."
"If by every once and a while you mean every day until you get sick, then yes, you do eat them every once and a while. You may want to consider getting yourself some help."
"I don't think a rehab for eggs exists. It's not such a bad thing to enjoy."
"You have a higher chance of getting salmonella. Shouldn't that worry you?" I pushed him out of my lap and got out of bed to use the phone.
Light-kun didn't look so happy to be thrown around.
"Relax, I'm just ordering your salvation." I picked up the phone and pressed the appropriate numbers. When I was done, I walked back over to the bed and sat down.
I didn't even have time to readjust my position before he leaned close to me and asked, "So where are you taking me?"
"I believe we had this conversation last night. My answer remains the same. It's a surprise." I poked his forehead.
"Hey," he complained. "What was that for?" He rubbed his hand over his head.
"You're in my bubble. Don't complain, Light-kun, it's not attractive."
"What do I care if you feel that way," he asked, obviously not thinking it over.
I rolled my eyes. "I don't have to take you out tonight." And for the added effect, "Or to prom either."
"You wouldn't dare go there." He glared at me. "I would make your life hell if it cost me every inch of my soul. That is a promise. No one cancels plans with Light Yagami."
I leaned in and placed a kiss on his forehead. When I pulled back, he still looked annoyed.
He sat up and crossed his arms. "Don't think that changes anything."
I shrugged. "There was a twelve percent chance of that occurring. I thought I'd try anyway."
"So you won't even give me a hint? Not even for cheesecake with strawberries on top?"
I snorted at his offer. "I can have that anytime I want. Your offer means little to me."
"You're no fun, Ryuzaki. All I'm asking for is a hint."
"But once I give you that, you'll ask for another one. And then another one. So my answer is, and will remain, just wait and see."
Light groaned loudly and fell onto the bed.
Evening arrived and our handcuffs were unlocked. I was debating whether or not to blindfold him because I knew that it would piss him off. I could tell that he didn't know what to expect when he saw what I was wearing; a white silk shirt and dark two hundred dollar designer jeans. It wasn't perfect, but it was the best he was going to get out of me. I wasn't surprised that he could call out their brand name from just looking.
He chuckled. "What's the occasion, Ryuzaki?
"Does it shock you to see that I have nice clothes?"
"Just a little." It looked like he wanted to say more, but he kept his mouth shut.
But shocked or not, he followed suit; black shirt, black pants. That color always made him seem devious, like he had an ulterior motive. I wondered if he was doing it on purpose.
It didn't take him as long as I thought it would to get dressed, but he made up for it with the time he spent in the bathroom sculpting his hair to perfection. When he finally emerged he was practically sparkling with pride.
"Have a good time in there?"
"Don't mock me. I can't just snap my fingers and magically make my hair this god-like. It's a skill I have honed and perfected with time. "
I rolled my eyes. "Of course, forgive me for being so insensitive."
"Don't push your luck Ryuzaki," he warned.
"Let's go, Light-kun. Yagami-san might decide to make an appearance soon. He'll be wondering where we went."
It didn't take long for those words to register. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go," he said quickly. As he was power walking out the door he suddenly stopped. "Wait," he said turning to me. "What about Watari?"
"He already knows," I said while keeping up my walking pace. That was an awkward conversation to have, even for me.
"Watari, I think there is something you may need to know."
"Yes, what is it?"
I got right to the point. "Light-kun and I are pursuing a relationship."
There was a moment of awkward silence.
"Is that really the wisest decision?"
"Probably not, but I'll take the risk."
"Is this about the Kira case?"
"For the first time, it actually isn't"
"So you mean to tell me that you have feelings for Light?"
"I guess I do. I know it is strange and I didn't expect it either. Out of all the outcomes this could have brought, I never would have thought that this could be one of them."
"What do you see in him, if I may ask?"
"I see past this case. He is a handful and he doesn't always have the best intentions, but he is a good person at heart. I would also derive this from our share of knowledge. He can legitimately compete with me. I haven't had this much fun in ages. And if it turns out he isn't Kira I would like to invite him to solve more cases with me."
"And if it does turn out that he is Kira? What will you do then?"
"I'd deal with it when the time came."
"As long as you do what is right. You can't let him sway your decision"
"I am aware of that."
"Then I think we are done here."
"I think you're right."
Yes, that certainly was awkward.
I was brought out of my thoughts by Light-kun asking, "So… what are his thoughts?"
"He's relatively fine with it. He is a bit wary though, but that's to be expected." We had reached the front doors without a hitch.
"Yeah, I guess so." He seemed a little disappointed. I'd have thought that he would be used to being under suspicion by now.
The car pulled up in front of us. I walked up and held the door for him.
"Thank you," he said. He didn't even complain about being treated like a girl.
I nodded and got in the car after him.
The car ride was full of small talk, something about Keiton's creepy younger brother, and sideways glances from Watari in the mirror. Nothing was of much importance.
When we pulled up in front of the restaurant, Light-kun's face was priceless. "Not what you were expecting," I asked him.
"I didn't know what to expect. On one hand it could have been something like this and on the other hand you could have been fucking with me," he replied as we were getting out of the car.
"Fair enough." Truth is I had gone through careful consideration as to where I would bring him. I wanted to bring him to somewhere he'd least expect. Partly because it was out first date and partly because it would completely screw up his perception of me. I was entitled to a little fun. And messing with his head is fun for me. So that was what brought us to one of the few French restaurants in Japan.
The inside also met his approval. He chuckled a little when he saw that there were very few people aside from a few staff meandering around the restaurant. "As good as this looks," he started, "there must be something good here for you."
"Yes, you have no idea how many stars I would give the desserts." This statement brought my thought to the first time I had been here. Their make of chocolate and crème was decadent enough to melt on my tongue upon contact.
He rolled his eyes. "That's the one thing that I could expect tonight. You would never consider this place if they didn't have renowned desserts."
We were lead to a private room in the back. "You're probably right about that," I said as we were seated. I even refrained from sitting in my usual position at the cost of losing forty percent of my thinking ability.
Even at the table he was looking all around and absorbing his surroundings. It was strange seeing him react this way when normally nothing can surprise him. He always had knowledge about everything he did and experienced. It was strange to see him react to something he had no previous encounter to. It was like I was baring witness to a Light-kun more anchored in childlike curiosity.
Our waiter came around momentarily to take our orders. He was my height, but with a more full build. His hair was a shade darker than Light-kun's and neat, though longer than I would have deemed fit for a waiter. He was nice enough though.
After he took our orders and disappeared into the back of the restaurant I had remembered about something I had read online. I could assume the statistics of the matter, but I had no awareness of what could be falsified or not. My social skills in that area were lacking. I deemed it important enough to ask Light-kun about it. It wasn't at all appropriate to the situation, but better now than when he will be eating.
When I went to ask him though, he began talking. "So have you been here before?"
"Only once." I paused for a moment then decided to mess with him. "He was my first love," I mused. "Why I couldn't feel anything after he left…"
Light-kun choked on the water that he was drinking. "There was someone before me?!"
"Of course not. I can't believe you actually believed me."
"You're a sick bastard," he accused.
"Sometimes, but to answer your question, I really have been here only once. That was enough to know that the food here is delicious."
"You mean that the dessert is delicious," he corrected me.
"Yes, but I'm going to assume that the main course is just as appetizing. Or at least up to your standards," I assured him.
"I can't help appreciating the finer things in life."
"That's not a bad thing as long as you can appreciate the lesser things too."
"I guess so. The simple fact that I'm alive and well should be enough to be happy about."
"It should," I agreed.
"As long as it's not only the little things happening to me," Light-kun added.
I rolled my eyes and there was a long pause before I said, "There has been something I've been meaning to ask you." This would be awkward at his expense.
"Yeah, what is it," he asked while taking another sip of his water.
"Why do you really want to go to prom?"
"Well one, you asked me. And two, I'm a senior. I'm sort of obligated to go."
"So do you have any plans for what is happening after prom?"
"No. I have no interest in going to one of those get-togethers. All that goes on is drinking and reminiscing till dawn," he said with a look of distain. "I'm above that sort of thing." He took another sip of water.
Maybe that isn't his motive… "So you are not planning on having sexual intercourse with me?"
For the second time that night Light-kun choked on his water.
His face turned scarlet and in between coughs he asked, "How can you put it so bluntly? And what the hell gave you that idea?"
"I read online that that's what happens when a couple goes to prom, in most cases. I was just wondering if you plan on doing the same."
He wiped his mouth on his napkin. "Maybe in America. I told you that Japan doesn't typically do prom. Besides, those are just stories."
"I see." Now that that's been cleared up.
"We've been dating for hardly a week. It's not really the time to consider it."
"I suppose not. However, you will consider it eventually," I told him.
"Me? Why am I the only one being mentioned?"
"Because I'm not deterred or motivated by this and your hormones will eventually get the best of you."
His face turned a deeper red. "Can we not talk about this now?"
"I guess I could have your father do it," I said with a teasing tone.
His eyes widened in shock. "You want my father to talk to me about gay sex?!" He said it more like a whispering shout.
"If you won't discuss it with me, then yes." The quota for messing with him has not yet been fulfilled.
"Absolutely not. No way in hell," he said simply.
"Then we shall talk about it later," I concluded.
The waiter came over to our table carrying what we had ordered. "Smells delicious, I hope you both like it." Then more to Light-kun, "Tell me if you need anything," he said, before walking off.
Light-kun looked at me and said, "Is it just me or did he have a spring to his step as he left?"
"It's just your hunger getting to you," I told him. "Now eat your food before it gets cold."
He happily obliged. I dug my spoon into one of my tiramisus. The dark chocolate gave it a strong flavor. I could live here forever.
I looked over at light-kun. He seemed to be enjoying his dish as well. He gave a hum of approval.
"This is a good change from what we usually eat. Maybe not yours so much though," he laughed.
It was rare to see him genuinely laugh. "You have no idea what you're saying, Light-kun. I rarely eat sweets of this decadence. I have to leave something for special occasions."
That made him laugh again, then he went back to his food. Not much talking was done until we finished eating.
Light-kun leaned back in his chair. "I don't think I could eat another bite."
"That's good, I don't want you to get fat," I told him.
He stared sharply at me. "Don't push me, Ryuzaki."
I was about to reply when the waiter came back over to us. "Everything all right here?" He looked at me. "I know you've already had some," he turned his attention to Light-kun, "so can I interest you in some dessert?"
"No, thank you. I'm pretty full."
He smiled. "Are you sure? I can get you anything." Emphasis on the 'anything'.
Now my eye was twitching. Is he flirting with Light-kun?
"I did say anything," the man repeated.
Yes, he is flirting with Light-kun, desperately. Is he really going to do this in front of me? I was going to step in before Light-kun decided to let him down gently and vaguely with his heart warming and fake smile.
"He's with me," I interjected. "And when I say with, I do mean with."
He raised one eyebrow, looked at me in an assessing manner and said, "Oh… sorry."
Light-kun looked at the waiter like he was the only one allowed to give me an attitude. Then he said in a low voice that caught me off guard, "Actually, you look like just the man to get me a nice…" With a pause, he looked at the waiter from the floor to the top of his head. "…tall glass of get the fuck out," he said with a sugary shaprness.
Light-kun looked fierce. The waiter looked appalled, but was also quick to leave.
"That was annoying," Light-kun said. He crossed his arms and looked to the side with angry sarcasm. Then he broke out into a grin.
"Yes, I can't believe he thought for a moment I would actually hand you over."
"He's nowhere near my type," he stated.
"Then what is your type, may I ask?"
It appeared that he was thinking then, "You," he replied simply.
The ride back was uneventful, aside for us constantly cutting down the waiter. We were pointing out things that at the time we hadn't made a conscious realization of.
"I assume you both had a good time," Watari asked as we all got out of the car.
"Yeah, it was great. Except for that waiter," Light-kun replied.
"Yes," he chuckled. "I've heard."
Light-kun and I walked back into the building. The waiter topic was still as fresh as when it started.
"There you are Light. I was wondering where you two were," Yagami-san greeted us.
"Uh, hey dad." Really Light-kun was that the best you could do?
"So where have you been this entire time," he asked.
I answered for him. "Light-kun and I went out for the evening. He needed to get out, so I took him to dinner."
Matsuda, who was standing in the doorway, came running up to us. "So like a date?!"
Light-kun gave him a homicidal look. It wasn't hard to tell what he was thinking. Something along the lines of, 'I'm going to smother him in his fucking sleep!'
I tried my best at sarcasm. "Yes, Matsuda-san. Like a date." I then rolled my eyes.
"Oh, wow! Seriously?! You two would make a really cute couple!"
Light-kun was positively seething.
"Calm down, Light-kun. We don't have psychotic homicide insurance," I told him.
"Then tell him to shut the hell up," he growled.
"S-sorry, Light. I didn't mean to upset you."
"Whatever," he muttered, storming off.
I sighed. "You really need to learn when to keep your mouth shut, Matsuda-san," I said to him. Then I went after Light-kun.
I went to the most logical place he might be; our bedroom. I found him lying on the end of the bed. His legs were hanging off the edge.
"Light-kun," I addressed him.
"Yeah," he responded.
"Are you alright?" Of course he wasn't, but it was polite to ask and I didn't want him complaining later.
"I don't know. He said that right in front of my dad. Eventually he'll get suspicious. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up."
I sat next to him on the bed. "So are you going to tell him?"
"I'm still thinking about it. It's like I'm in the middle of a bridge and I can't decide which side I'd rather be on. On one side I sacrifice my freedom and security, but on the other I have no idea what new dangers lay ahead. It could be worse for all I know."
"Maybe it would be better to think about in the morning. Besides, as I recall, you owe me a conversation. And," I said, making a point out of it, "it'll help get your mind off of this."
Instantly he was aware of what I was talking about. He blushed. "Do we have to do this now? I just want to go to bed."
"You're already in bed. And yes, we must do it now. If we don't, you'll just keep finding some excuse to put it off. It doesn't hurt to talk about it now."
"Ryuzaki, we're talking about butt-sex, it's going to hurt either way."
My quota for the day was just about done. "So I'm assuming you know the dynamics of it then?"
"Yes, I know the dynamics of it. I'm not a moron," he stated.
"Then explain it to me," I said simply. Of course I already knew, but it was fun to watch him squirm.
"There is no way in hell I am explaining it to you. That is so damn awkward."
"Then I'm going to assume that you really don't know and now I'll have to explain it to you."
He blushed. "Please don't. I've been tortured enough for one night. That stupid waiter-"
"Don't speak of him now," I said with mock annoyance. "Especially not in bed. I'll start think that you want him instead of me."
He shuddered. "Not even." He grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into him. Our lips collided. "Do you still think I want him," he asked after breaking apart.
"Yes," I whispered. "But I'll make you forget." I brought our lips together again.
He returned the favor and I pushed him down towards the head of the bed. I slowly moved my mouth down his jaw line. He gave a moan of pleasure as I sucked the base of his neck. I put my hands on his hips to keep him from squirming too much underneath me. He had one hand tangled in my hair while the other gripped my shoulder.
I bit his neck lightly and he groaned. His grip on my hair tightened when I dragged my tongue along the side of his neck. I stopped when I got to his collar bone and concentrated my attention there. I bit and sucked, eliciting a noise from Light-kun that brought color to my face.
"Aaahh!" He wrapped the hand he had on my shoulder around my neck. His face was completely red. I never thought that he could make a face like this, let alone allow someone to see it. Though he probably wasn't aware of what he looked like. This would be a huge stab to his dignity.
I straddled him and begun to unbutton his shirt. With my body, I pressed him into the bed. For the first time I noticed him start to become hard against me.
Feeling the new pressure put on his body he pushed upwards with his hips, grinding them into mine. This filled me with an unfamiliar carnal desire. I had never before found myself wanting this sort of friction.
I brought my lips to his searing chest and kissed my way down it. After reaching his navel, I rose back up and took one of his nipples in my mouth. He let out a deep moan. I rolled my tongue over it and he squirmed frantically under me.
I held his arms down and bit him. Not hard enough to make him bleed or cause serious injury, but enough to make him groan even louder than the first time.
"Ryuzaki….," he muttered. His mood was now prominently displayed in the front of his pants and I could feel it through my own.
I bent down to his ear and whispered, "Yes, Light-kun?"
He immediately took advantage of my attention to free his arms and wrap them around my neck. He crushed his lips against mine.
It was at that moment I heard a noise that gave me a heart attack without the help of Kira. It was the noise of two people being completely screwed.
The door knob jiggled and turned. Soichiro Yagami stepped into the room to find his son being straddled on the bed, shirt open, by his boss, L.
The look on his face was priceless, but ours probably was too. Never before this had I felt like I had just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. And this particular cookie jar was not a good one to have my hand in.
Oh.
Shit.
Light's POV
I wrapped my arms around his neck. I almost feel like giving in. UHHGG! That's the uke in you saying that! Do not give in! Don't give up so easily, I told myself. When this is done and over, I am going to be the one on top! There is no way that I am giving in to him! If that bastard thinks he can take advantage of me, he has another thing coming.
Apparently we both did though, because the doorknob turned and HE, of all people in the universe, stepped into the room.
Oh.
Fucking.
Shit.
Never in my life had I wanted get out of a situation more than I did right now. What would he think? Probably what anyone would think if they saw their son being straddled by their boss, shirt hanging open in abandon. How did we not lock the door?
"Light," he gasped. "What is this?"
I bolted up and off of the bed. "I-I can explain!" Not that it would make any of this any better. I was already screwed beyond the point of no return.
"Then explain to me what is going on here," he demanded. I couldn't quite tell what he could be feeling. His face only showed shock.
Before I could open my mouth though, Ryuzaki answered. "Light-kun and I have a relationship," he stated simply.
My face became heated. How can he put it so bluntly?
My father looked at me. "Light, is this true?"
All I could answer was, "Yes."
He stared at me in disbelief. "How long has this been going on?"
"About a week," I told him numbly. Even if he can't see, I am shaking on the inside. I had been so careful up until recently to not show people who I really was. Then Ryuzaki got in, now my dad has too.
"I see….," he said quietly.
"Dad-"
"No, Light. Don't…say anything. I need to think." He turned around and left out the door we had failed to lock.
I stood there, frozen in the middle of the room.
"Light-kun," Ryuzaki, who was still sitting on the bed made an attempt to get my attention.
Without turning around I asked, "What do you think he'll say?"
"I don't know, Light-kun."
I turned back to him and he pulled me into his arms.
HELL YEAH! Yet another cliff hanger. I hope you all liked it. Don't forget to review.
Just so that you don't have to use a translator; the chapter title is French for 'Over the bridge'.