A/N: Hey, buddy ol' chums! It's been quite a while, hasn't it? Sorry, I've been going through a lot of stress lately and I've been busy, so please forgive me! Also, what really fascinates me is that I'm still getting hits on this thing. 5,286 of them. Wowzers, make me happy. Again, I apologize for waiting over a month before updating, but I did just recently finish writing this chapter and finished typing it last night. Laziness strikes, ne? Hopefully it won't take me as long to do the next chapter. I've been on a role lately, but that could soon vanish as reality smacks me in the face when I find out my grades. I've been blowing off EVERY class to write this. Chemistry, Spanish, Math . . . I wouldn't be surprised if I got an F or two. Eh, that's life. Also, I don't know if you guys will notice, but this is my longest chapter! Hurrah! Anyway, onward!

Disclaimer!: I don't own Death Note. Tsugumi Ohba does. The only money I make is from my job at Taco Bell. If L-kun and Raito-kun were mine . . . well, let's not get into that.

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Vacancy

Chapter Four

Illegal Contact! No Tagging The Room! Part One


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"Let's do something today."

L felt Raito hug him from behind, arms loose about his neck. He sighed, narrowed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair, causing Raito's arms to fall lower. The teen's hands were on his chest and he was highly tempted to shake them off.

"You're affectionate today," L noted.

More like for the past week. Since Raito had said 'I love you' everything seemed to be out of order. He didn't like the change in Raito's demeanor, it almost appeared to be weak and open. The Raito he knew before was closed, serious, and competitive. Working with the teen was almost feeling like a race, at least, it did. Now everything was slow and gray, especially with the second Kira gone who he was sure would lead him to the first Kira. Somehow, the original Kira had killed her first and there was nothing to do.

There was something different, though. Yesterday, they streamed about twenty deaths, all of which involved criminals murdering other criminals. L had no doubt that Kira was at fault. He was then distracted as Raito snaked his hand under his sweater, groping at his chest.

"You know I love you, Lawliet," he whispered into L's ear.

"You only tell me that fifty times a day."

"Because you don't say it back."

"I don't think I should. You're the one that has fallen head over heels all because of my name." L shook him off then stood up, back hunched like always.

Raito wouldn't let the detective off that easy. He grabbed L by the sleeves and forced them close, bringing their lips together. His eyes were lidded and he could see L's open ones. When the kiss broke, Raito ruffled L's hair and kissed him on the forehead. It was all fake and far from gratifying. Raito was getting tired of only pleasing L. He wanted L to touch him, but the question was; would he?

"I always have my hands on you, how come yours are never on me?"

That earned a curious stare from L. Raito continued.

"When I want you, you just take it. How can I know if you want me back?"

"So you want me to affirm my emotions for you, however unsure I may be about them, and express them through sexual attention?" L inquired, eyebrow raised.

Raito smiled at L. "Only if you want to. I mean, you've been a little cold lately and its starting to feel one-sided."

"I'm not in the mood."

Annoyance flared up inside of Raito, though on the outside he was completely calm. When he used a girl, they touched him more than L had out of the two weeks they've been doing this. He was tempted to leave know and call Kiyomi Takada. It wouldn't be the first time he had sex during the last two weeks. Of course, L didn't know that. That would ruin everything, L would know he was faking, end their relationship, and make up some inane reason to accuse him of being Kira. Of course, it was going to happen eventually.

He sighed and walked away and laid on the bed in the next room. His eyes were closed and he soon heard the arrival of footsteps. Inwardly, he smirked. L followed him. Raito pretended to be oblivious and loosened his red uniform tie. He muttered softly to himself as one does when they think they're alone and unbuttoned his shirt. His chest was practically bare and his tie was undone. He put his hands under his head, crossed his feet after kicking off his shoes, and relaxed. He inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly. Raito could feel L's eyes on him.

Again, he heard footsteps nearing him. It wasn't until L stepped a little loudly that Raito opened his eyes and looked at him. L's eyes were wide and staring at him, biting at his thumb. There was the smallest hint of a smile on his face, the very ends of his lips curling. Raito knew that look and forced back a smile. That was lust. Maybe L was lying when he said he wasn't in the mood, but he definitely was now.

"Raito-kun, you're very attractive. I might just take you up on your suggestion."

The smile leaked through. "Then do it."

"But I don't want to disappoint you," L said monotone.

"Lawliet," Raito sat up, "come here."

The detective's slight smile vanished and he sat on the bed. When Raito beckoned him closer, he scooted awkwardly over on his knees. Raito opened and bent his legs before grabbing L by the neck of his shirt and roughly pulled him over. The motion made the detective fall on top of Raito and between his legs, causing L to gasp. Then, Raito pulled their faces close and licked at the artery in L's neck, receiving a sigh in response.

"You can't disappoint me. No matter how bad you are, knowing its you, the one I love, will make it good. Look at what you've already done to me." With his other hand, he palmed L's rump and forced it down, making L's groin grind against his own stiff one. L moaned. "You excite me to no end, Lawliet."

L rocked against him, dragging his stubbed nails down Raito's chest. His black eyes darkened and he pulled Raito's hand from his shirt and bit at Raito's neck. The teen's breath caught and hips rose to meet L's. L ran his hands over the torso under him, kneading at his sides then tugging at the hem of the uniform pants. He bit and nipped at Raito's jugular as he undid the belt, then fly and zipper. Raito sighed as L touched his ex. The fingers on him felt good, but there was something that was better that Raito wanted.

His lust blinded him as his desire increased, his breaking short. He wanted it, he wanted it now. Raito's hands pulled on the other's pants, whispering in his ear.

"Lawliet, I want to fuck you."

Suddenly, L stopped in his movements while Raito continued his. His hands snuck under L's pants and boxers, squeezing his bare rump. There was no response due to the ministration. Raito forced L closer and didn't notice the detective almost trying to pull away. He rolled over so L was under him then began to grope him. There was something obviously wrong, but Raito couldn't see it. More of, he didn't want to. He wanted sex, and now. Raito pulled down on L's pants and met no resistance. His hand trailed down L's abdomen and finally realized.

L was shaking. Badly. Upon realizing this, Raito pulled completely away and L sat up. Those onyx eyes would not meet his and L sat still. If L was a girl, he would talk, apologize, and comfort the detective. But he wasn't, which meant he had to be extra careful when approaching L. Raito got off the bed and stood, tucking himself back into his pants and fixing his clothes. He looked at L whose eyes were on the floor. Not a word was spoken. Raito was carefully considering what to say.

"Let's go out for lunch today."

"Mm, yes. I'll get some shoes." L got up and left the room, not looking at Raito as he passed him by. "Watari will drive us," he called.

"How about a walk?"

No answer. Raito sighed and supposed it could've been worse.

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They didn't walk. The ride to the restaurant was dreadfully silent. Raito had acted unaffected and simply looked out the window with his chin in his hand. He began thinking about what he said earlier. Honestly, he wasn't all surprised about L's reaction, now that he was thinking with a logical mind. On the inside, he was hoping L would've said yes. He told himself it was because he really, really wanted it, desperate enough to want it from L. Raito knew L wanted it, too, but was held back. Perhaps by fear; fear to let Raito that deep into his life, fear that Raito was Kira and he was perhaps being played with. Or maybe L felt fear because deep down he loved Raito and was going to let him.

Raito didn't understand why people gave their bodies for love. He didn't understand how sex and love were related. Love, the word itself, confused him. It was a pointless emotion which proved to be a great tool for manipulation. Raito leaned his head back and closed his eyes. This all started with L's name and the realization that the detective liked him. They were together almost everyday, omitting the week Raito 'had to study'. There were some days he was L for over twelve hours straight, a few over twenty. It almost felt like they were together constantly, and as of late he'd been with L more than Ryuk.

Speaking of which, Ryuk said he had to talk to the Shinigami King. It had been two days since Raito had seen him, and he began to wonder what had happened. Maybe Ryuk was being scolded for accepting bribes from a human. The shinigami wasn't all that smart. When Ryuk came back, he would have to ask him some questions about the Shinigami Realm.

He looked at L who was currently biting his thumb. There was no progress made on the Kira case, only his new way of killing did not thwart L. Everything was getting so . . . boring. He wanted some excitement for the Kira case. The second Kira had brought that and he unknowingly killed her out of rage.

Then, the phone rang. While driving, Watari answered it. After a few moments, Watari made and affirmative sound and hung up. This caught L's attention.

"Who was that?"

"Two deaths have just been reported, it was Aizawa on the phone. A grammar school student and teacher died of a heart attack today two minutes ago at 1:47."

Raito lifted his head and spoke.

"Is it another attack by Kira?" His voice was more surprised than he intended it to be. This made L look at him suspiciously.

"Perhaps, but I don't think it is the original Kira. It isn't in his pattern to kill children. We have yet another Kira, perhaps a child at which makes all of this even more dangerous." L slitted his eyes. "Being of young age, he will have no sense of justice, or death for that matter, and will kill bullies, maybe even family members.

"We must find him as soon as possible."

Raito's once racing mind slowed, allowing rational thought. How did a child get their hands on a Death Note? He had to meet him and take his book. This new Kira didn't show much of a threat, though, but Raito wasn't going to take any chances.

"Watari, go back to the hotel. We have information to find."

"What about lunch?" Raito asked calmly.

"We'll just order somthing."

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This new Kira lived in the Kansai region of Japan, most likely in Osaka, 400 kilometers away. He went to a popular grammar school and was definitely a boy considering it was an all boys school. The victims' names were Yuki Habashi, a fourth grade bully and trouble maker; and Kenta Murasame, fourth grade class 3-A teacher. Habashi was in his class. Little Kira (L's name for the new Kira) was in class 3-A, no doubt. With all the members of the task force present, they came up with a plan that Raito didn't care much for.

L and Raito were to fly to Osaka, L playing the role of a substitute, a very dangerous risk. Raito was his aide. They were to have the aliases of Mr. Nakahara and his helper Ryuichi, or Ryu for short. When Raito asked L why he was stepping into the field, the response he received was "chances that he would kill me, if he has the same powers as the second Kira and only needs my face, are extremely low." His confidence annoyed Raito, but he didn't object. There was only one thing about this plan that bother Raito.

He would be under L. Of course, he didn't show dislike towards the decision. That would only raise suspicion that he was Kira. Right?

Calls had been made, flight plans arranged, L and Raito were going to the school tomorrow.

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He sat in the middle of the row next to the window, just as he did everyday. He took a breath and put his book bag on his desk. Yuki and his teacher were dead and the guilt was slowly seeping in. It wasn't his fault, they were cruel to him and he couldn't take it anymore. He didn't even think they would really die, couldn't it to be true. He opened his bag and looked at the binding of the Death Note. This was how Kira killed, he knew it was.

The laughing and talking children around him took their seats as their substitute teacher walked in. He was a very tired-looking black haired man who wore jeans, sneakers, and a white sweater with a clip-on tie. He didn't look like anything a teacher should. The bow saw his teacher's last name and life span.

Lawliet, huh? I don't think that's Japanese.

A younger looking man came in after Lawliet. He had auburn hair and wore a button up, brown slacks, and dress shoes. His name was Raito Yagami and . . .

The boy's breath caught.

This man had no life span. He had a Death Note. Yagami was Kira.

"Alright, students. I am your teacher today, Nakahara-sensei," Lawliet said the motioned to Yagami. "This is my assistant, Ryu-kun."

He raised his hand for a moment then brought it back down. It would be weird if he knew that their names were fake. He also didn't want to draw attention to himself. It seemed that by the news that Yagami hadn't traded for the eyes, but he didn't want to take any chances.

"You, there."

He froze when he heard Lawliet call out to him.

"What's your name?" The man looked at him with wide, staring eyes.

Another boy answered for him. "That's Hiro Ito!"

Lawliet paid the boy no attention and began walking over to Hiro. "What's your name?"

Shyly, he replied, "Hiro Ito."

"Ito-kun," Lawliet began. "Is there something wrong?"

"N-nothing."

"Very well," he spoke as he walked away, "take out your grammar books and open to page forty-three. Begin practice 'C'. You have ten minutes, that's two minutes for three problems. Ryu-kun, stroll." Lawliet sat at the teacher's desk and pulled out a few hard candies out of his pocket.

Yagami did as told, walking down each aisle and glancing at each student's work. Hiro had pulled out his own book and started. He watched Yagami and started to fill with stress as Kira neared him. His shinigami wasn't around, Diemund had left to the Shinigami Realm. Kira was getting closer and closer. His throat got dry as he thought of what to say. Should he tell Kira he knew? He gulped as Yagami came down his row and walked by his desk. Hiro tugged at Raito's sleeve to get his attention.

"Ryu-san, I'm not getting this."

Yagami smiled warmly at him and knelt by his side. He pulled out a pen from his pocket. "Alright. It's a little complicated, but once you understand you'll see how easy it is. Do you have some lined paper?"

Hiro nodded and took some out. He wrote on it.

Why are you so nice? Don't read this aloud and write your answer.

He wrote back, talking about the assignment as he didn

What are you talking about?

I know who you are. I have the eyes, Yagami-san.

Who am I?

Kira.

How do you know?

I can't see your life span. Diemund says others with the book won't have one.

Where is your notebook?

In my book bag.

The idiocy of this child! Raito withheld his rage. If L found the notebook, there would be no hope of Raito's plan succeeding. Thinking about it, Raito froze. What exactly was his plan again? As of recent, it seemed that the plan was to fuck L. He knew that wasn't right and for some reason he found it difficult to remember. Had he really lost the idea of his one, true goal? And it suddenly came rushing back; Raito had to kill L.

Raito got an idea. With this new Kira brat, L could die of a heart attack without Raito being framed. He could make up some excuse to persuade Hiro into killing L, and he just thought of one. Still talking about grammar, Raito's pen drew close to the piece of paper Hiro and him had been talking with. Ten centimeters. Seven centimeters. Three. One. Contact then . . .

"Ryu-kun, may I speak with you?"

"One moment," Raito stalled, managing to write a few words.

"Now, Ryu-kun. I think I've figured out who my blind date is tonight," L pressed.

Translation: L knew who Kira was, knew Ito was Kira! As the class laughed and giggled at L's remark, Raito stood calmly, pen in hand, only able to write on the paper: 'There is someone I need you'. He walked over to L who whispered quietly to him. Raito's assumption was correct, L suspected Ito. When Raito asked him why, L began to explain that Ito was the only child showing signs of stress. Which was why Hiro rose his hand before, which was why Hiro needed help with his work. The boy couldn't think and was 'perhaps feeling guilty'. L planned to alert the rest of the task force and search through Hiro's things. He would do it after recess.

Raito inwardly beamed. That would be plenty of time to tell Ito to kill L. But of course, things were never that simple.

"Get outside. Early recess," L told the class. L and Raito followed the yelling and running children out and L locked the door. "Raito-kun, if I die you are Kira."

"What? You're insane!"

"You are the only one who knows I'm L. Ito-kun should have no reason to kill me, unless you tell him to." L bit at his thumb. "And you would only tell him to do so if you were Kira and wanted me dead."

Then, L walked away, leaving Raito to his thoughts. The teen was frozen to the spot, his blood beginning to boil. Yet again, L had figured him out. Was he really so predictable? Was he that easy to read? He didn't want to feel as if he was, it felt degrading. He wanted to be out of the norm, wanted to surprise L. Needed to.

"Raito-kun, are you coming?" L called from down the empty hall.

A smirk twisted his lips and he felt L's curious eyes on his back.

"I need to talk to you about the case, but this isn't the place. Let's go back into the classroom."

L's eyebrow rose and he had a feeling Raito didn't really want to talk about the case.

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L found himself shoved onto the teacher's desk, Raito above him. His legs were parted and the teen stood between them. Raito leaned down and kissed L roughly, almost desperately on his lips. A sigh escaped him and L kissed back with equal ferocity. It felt so good and his hips bucked when Raito's clothed sex met his. He didn't know what had triggered the teen's sudden sexual desire, but L couldn't complain even if he tried. His own lust was getting stronger, escalating to heights it hadn't before.

For the first time since all of this nonsense began, L believed he wanted Raito as much as Raito wanted him. Had his mind not been numb from the pleasure wracking his body, this realization would've scared him. All he wanted right now was more of Raito; more of his hands, more of his lips, more of his skin, more of his . . . L began to work at Raito's pants, unbuckling the belt then undoing the fly. He wanted Raito's sex.

And he knew Raito would give it to him in any way he wanted. He had a feeling Raito would almost give him anything if it meant sex, where the dominant teen would play top. L was so far away from his logical brain that he would let Raito do as he pleased. If Raito had said what he had yesterday (L couldn't believe it was only yesterday) he knew at this very moment he wouldn't care and offer his body to Raito. Lost within his sexual need, L wanted Raito to take him, although he didn't know how sex with a man would feel like. Not that he really cared, which was the number one reason why he liked being with Raito like this.

"Raito . . . I," L tried to speak between kisses, but as he did the teen kissed him harder.

"As much as I want to hear it, don't say it." Raito fought with L's jeans so their naked desires could touch. "I won't stop if you say it."

L rose his hips so their groins made contact. "What if I don't want you to?"

"Fuck," Raito groaned. "Don't talk like that."

"I want you."

"You don't know what you're saying."

"I don't care."

"This isn't like you. You're not thinking."

"I know."

Lips met again, sloppily lustful, and open eyes bore into each other; brown clashing with black. Pants were pulled at and knuckles turned white. L knew vaguely of what was going to happen and as he watched Raito pour an excess amount of lotion (left on the desk by the deceased teacher) onto his hands, L's confidence escaped him. When Raito began kissing at L's neck as his slick fingers dragged down his chest, he could feel his heart begin to pound. He wondered if Raito could hear it, feel his frantic pulse in his neck with his kisses. The thumping was loud in his ears and L was more than having second thoughts.

L was in desperate need of a distraction, then again, he could always shove Raito off and say 'I've changed my mind'. Yet, that would probably anger Raito to no end. Wait, whatever happened to the L who was willing to sacrifice those around him for personal gain? Had that arrogant and cold-hearted detective gone on vacation and left behind this almost feminine L? This submissive piece of trash that wanted something else to control the situation instead of taking control himself by the horns?

Simply put, where had the man in him gone?

A school bell had rang, the end of recess bell. They hadn't heard the first ring, but they definitely heard this one. Quickly, they dressed and put themselves in order, fixing their hair and clothes and L straightening his clip-on tie. L opened the door to the classroom and soon the room began to fill with students. Within two minutes it was full and even though L was watching Hiro Ito, trying his hardest to think about the Kira case, the answer to his own question played over and over in his head.

The man in L had ran off into Raito's arms and had no intent of leaving.

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A/N: I know, I know, the masses hate OCs in fanfics. I couldn't help it, I felt I would have to make a drone for the story to continue. Yes, I said drone. More drones will probably appear later on to keep things going and getting from too boring. Oh, and as I dodge the knives most likely being thrown at me right now, sorry I didn't include sex. IT'S COMING, BE PATIENT!! Things only get better if you wait for them longer, keep that in mind. Also, I've decided that I'm going to let realizations happen. Like, realizations involving emotion. It may seem to soon, but keep in mind that technically L and Raito have been hanging out for a year, although their advancements on each other only for three weeks. Pfft, I think it makes great sense. D

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