A Different Suite
Chapter 7
I am 95% certain that my nose is broken.
As I watched L yank his white shirt off, I tasted the metallic crimson steadily dripping down my face.
The pretty boy was surprisingly amusing as he spat curse words and punched me, attempting to appear audacious. Vulgarity off his lips was like a rich, decadent jam.
Strawberry jam.
However, there was no mistaking the tremble in his hands. His fear was intoxicating.
The pale detective ripped his shirt into shreds and tightly wrapped my work. I grudgingly calculated that the pretty one's chance of survival rose to 35%. Dammit.
The blood immediately soaked through and I delighted in the sound Light released as L jerked the cloth tight.
If only L could finish my work. . . a wave of arousal pulsed through my groin at the notion.
As I noticed L pulling the boy into his arms, I realized there was no time to waste. I went to work with the scaffold and the platform quickly began to descend. I could hear the urgent, irritating sirens in the distance.
The van that I planted the EMP in was still ablaze in front of the building and the dark smoke was climbing towards the sky. There were dozens of cars in the street, also disabled from the EMP.
An idiotic herd of people were gathering toward the van, gawking moronically at the fire. Smoke was obscuring the inside glass of the first floor of the building, indicating the EMP successfully caused a transformer to explode.
Chaos.
I smiled and heard myself chuckle hoarsely. Everything went according to plan, but one.
Light wasn't dead.
Somehow, it was a pleasing thought. Perhaps I could play with him again.
After lowering the scaffold to the ground, I avoided the direction of the police and took a sharp turn down a poorly lit alley. As I walked through, I passed a rather attractive teen and an idea occurred to me.
His head struck brick as I slammed him against the wall. He cried out, both in pain and surprise presumably, and struggled against me. I finally pinned him, muffling his cries.
"Fortunately for you. I'm not in the mood."
With that, I swiftly slit his throat and watched the blood gush from his throat. It rolled down his shirt as he slid down the wall helplessly. He finally slumped to his knees and fell against the wall, dying within seconds.
I knelt in front of the boy and caressed his pretty face with my silver. His eyes gazed blankly through me, the pools of brown vacant of life.
"You are simply my canvas."
The means to expressing my declaration:
This is war.
L was disturbed.
As the detective gazed at the sleeping youth in the small hospital bed, he vigorously worked on his tangerine flavored lollipop and recalled his uncharacteristic display of emotion.
After sprinting upstairs and ripping open the air sealed items, L discovered the protected laptop and cell phone were also disabled by the EMP. This left L with virtually no options, but to wait for Watari to act. If Watari deduced correctly, he would assist L from the roof.
When he returned to find Light on his back with crimson rapidly dripping down his chest, he was certain he was experiencing panic. Panic for Light. After he lied the younger man down on the roof, he quickly scanned the area and saw no assistance on the way.
The thick, dark smoke was billowing higher than the building.
He was the one who told Light to stay and wait. It was his fault.
Frustration. Guilt. Sadness. Anger. Worry.
Light was his only friend . . .
To his horror, he could feel his eyes burn and warm tears abruptly began tickling down his face.
He leaned over the man and racked his usually quick mind for answers. He needed to keep the wavering youth awake. He had to do something!
Pressing his lips to the man's cool ones suddenly became the only means. To his surprise, the other man weakly returned the kiss. L pulled away, determined to keep the genius with him.
"Light!"
His eyes fluttered open and the youth shakily lifted his hand to the man's face. His fingers lightly touched his moist cheek and trailed down to parted lips.
"Don't. . . do that." Light breathed and the raven wondered if he was referring to the kiss or his crying.
The sirens were loud and echoing from below, but another sound overthrew the chaos. L was filled with immense relief as he spotted a helicopter fast approaching in the distance.
Staring at the sleeping man, he felt himself give in to the sweet indulgence of emotion once more. It was indulgence he rarely took part in, as it clouded the mind, rendering it bias and useless. It was an inconvenience L could rarely afford with the nature of his work. It was essential that the mind remained sharp, and emotions were more mentally exhausting than solving cases.
Yet as of the last few hours, L was helpless in suppressing them.
It reminded him of his frequent urge for strawberry cheesecake, which he was currently craving, as it was itching the back of his mind and dividing his mental capacities.
Emotions were so troublesome, yet the student made them so easy.
L was curious.
After tossing his candy into the trash, he approached the hospital bed. He moved without thought, carefully crawling over the younger man. He indulged more.
He let his eyes wander over the youth's bare chest, taking in the large bandages on his chest and shoulder. The raven ran his fingers over the man's chest, imagining the large scar that would be left.
The youth was currently staying in the Tokyo hospital in a private emergency room. He suffered a major trauma, resulting in very low blood pressure and the urgent need for a blood transfusion. Light may have a more rare blood type of A negative, but luckily for him, L was O negative. The universal donor.
It was odd, knowing that a part of the him was flowing through Light.
His fingers slid up to Light's neck, encircling the warm skin. He couldn't imagine what was going through BB's head as he strangled one of the musicians, nor could he completely grasp what was going through his own in that moment. He tightened his grip on the student's throat, suddenly wondering if he was capable of hurting another being like BB. . . and of all people, Light?
No.
He released his grip.
He moved the auburn-colored bangs from Light's face, stroking the man's calm tanned face.
Light stirred. L pulled his hand away.
"Mmm. . . Ryuzaki?" His milk chocolate eyes blinked and groggily focused on the raven. The student was endearing as he lazily glanced around the room, his sharp mind warming up. L smiled at the alias, musing if the musician realized he was in a public place or just falling on old habits.
"Get off." The younger man groaned, yet didn't even attempt to shove L off.
L continued to straddle him, bringing his thumb to his lips.
"I'm glad Light-kun is awake, he has been sleeping for over seven hours and it was quite dull."
"So sorry," the youth began rolling his eyes, "I'll try not to get stabbed in the future so that it doesn't inconvenience you."
"That is much appreciated. How is Light-kun feeling?"
"Other than being incredibly thirsty, I feel peachy. Are you going to get off now?"
The detective leaned towards the night stand, producing a clear plastic cup of water. Light attempted to sit up, but L held him down while holding the cup away from him.
"Light-kun must not sit up yet, the doctor stated it may rip your stitches." Somehow, Light doubted that was true.
"Fine, just give it to me."
"Light wants me to give it to him?" He tilted his head, his expression the image of innocence, which was far from the truth.
"Yes? Isn't that what I just said?"
"He should ask more nicely." The detective's eyes gleamed with something Light couldn't identify.
The youth grumbled before narrowing his eyes and saying in the most civil tone possible:
"Please?"
The detective grinned and suddenly drank some of the water. He leaned over Light and captured his lips with his own. The younger man gasped and the smooth, cool liquid slowly slipped passed his lips. It was refreshing against his throat and intoxicating in its slightly sweet flavor. The auburn-haired man weakly attempted to push him off, but L held his wrists down next to his head.
"Light must be careful. . ." He breathed against Light's ear, as he nipped on the man's neck. Light tried to ignore the twitch of arousal that followed when the raven pinned him.
Part of him clenched in anticipation. Part of him was angry.
Did this man have any decency?
He was in a hospital, recovering from a stab wound!
Light turned his head towards the man with insult on his lips, but was caught off guard as L brushed his pale mouth against his softly once more. The detective let his emotions pour into the kiss as he was never gifted with words in describing his feelings.
He needed the Light to understand how he felt. . .
The light brush became more aggressive and the detective's tongue touched his own. The kiss was possessive and sensual, his mouth manipulating Light until he was pressing against the raven. Light's once swirling angry thoughts became dominated by another:
Lust.
The damn bastard could manipulate his mind and body to his liking. His mind became foggy and L's warm, smooth lips were all he could comprehend. He arched his back, pressing against the man more, feeling evidence of L's arousal. Light ran his fingers through the man's inky colored locks before fisting the surprisingly soft hair, and deepening the kiss.
The detective held himself up carefully and his other hand trailed down Light's bare torso, pushing the bed sheet away and the waistband of the youth's boxers down. His fingers playing over the heated, exposed skin. He broke the kiss to examine Light's flushed face and bruised lips.
"Do you want more?" Dark, hooded eyes trapped him and the straight forward language caught him off guard. Light was fairly certain he wasn't referring to water. He suddenly realized the heart monitor was beeping rather insistently and loudly.
Someone could come any minute.
"Ryuzaki. . ." He began breathlessly.
L abruptly pushed between the youth's legs and grind against Light's hardness.
"Ah, stop!" He gasped while his eyes fluttered shut at the delicious pleasure that coursed through his cock.
"Light is being unclear. He says stop and yet, he is arching towards me."
His hand moved under the sheet to the front of his boxers and stroked him through the heated material.
"Ryuzaki! Ah. . . please." It felt so good and Light wasn't sure what he was asking for. To his horror, he realized he wanted to go farther with the raven. He wanted to strip the man, he wanted to be beneath him, being pounded so hard he-
"AHEM." Someone cleared their throat rather obnoxiously.
Light's eyes snapped open and he shoved the detective off of him, his face flushed in embarrassment.
"I knew you were gay." The blonde remarked while smirking.
"Mello? What are doing here?" Light said flabbergasted while ignoring the comment and the sharp pain in his shoulder altogether. He lifted his knees, attempting to hide the tent that had formed in the sheet.
"I just wanted to make sure you weren't dead, which if you can do that you are far from it." Mello said smugly while slipping a chocolate bar from his back pocket, ripping the wrapper off.
". . ."
Light couldn't think of any comeback and could feel his face heat up farther.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Be-
He ripped the electrodes off of his torso, silencing the irritating machine. He repressed the urge to kick it.
"Hello Mello, your timing is regrettable." L said while climbing to his feet and rubbing his hip. His baggy clothes hid his state well.
"Heh, I never would have thought you'd be gay Ryuzaki-kun, much less seme. Hell, I didn't think you were even sexual." Amusement sparkled in Mello's eyes. There was communication between the pair that Light wasn't hearing, did they know each other already? It was possible as they did go to the same university for the last few months, but it seemed to run deeper than that.
"Hmm, neither did I. I believe I am merely Light-sexual."
"Light-sexual? That's. . . special." His grin grew wider. He seem to be taking great pleasure in all of Light's misery. L on the other hand, wasn't embarrassed the slightest.
A nurse burst in.
"Yagami-san, is everything all right in here? Your heart monitor was going rather fast." The heavy set woman narrowed her eyes towards the darkly dressed blonde.
"Ooh, don't look at me, old woman. I didn't do shit to him." The blonde said defensively while waving his chocolate bar around, before pointing it at L.
"If you need to kick anyone out, its him."
The nurse quirked a brow and eyed him sternly, crossing her arms.
"I have a very hard time believing that as Rue-san has been in here the entire time. Regardless, unless you are family or his partner, which I heavily doubt as Rue-san is already present-"
Partner? As in lover? Light glanced at L, who was now sucking on a pink lollipop from who knows where. Their eyes connected for a moment and Light suddenly remembered the detective's tears.
He must care.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The nurse moved over to Light's bed, looking over his monitors and placing the electrodes back on his torso. As the nurse turned away from him, Light secretly smiled at Mello.
Mello snorted.
"I don't think you get it but if you were here a second ago, Ryuzaki here was completely dominat-"
"Do I need to call security?"
" . . ." There was a loud cracking noise in the silence as L suddenly bit off his lollipop.
"Fine, you hag. This is a waste of my time anyway. Don't forget the lube, Ryuzaki-kun." With that considerate but crude advice, Mello left the room.
"Thank you, Rita-san. I appreci-"
"Oh, don't start with me. I know it was you."
"Ooh? Why did you tell him to leave?"
"He called me old." The dark haired woman turned to the student, picking up the clipboard hanging at the end of his bed. "Yagami-san, I apologize for what happened earlier today, but fortunately all of the procedures were successful. You are very lucky to have a partner with O blood type. If compatible blood wasn't so readily available, we may not have been able to save you."
Light raised his eyes to L's obsidian ones, oddly feeling his heart in his throat. The raven touched his thumb to his mouth, curious about the musician's sudden timid expression. Hearing L described as his lover made him . . .curious. What would it be like to be with L? Did the detective want a relationship? Judging by his earlier actions, he was definitively attracted to Light, but did he want more than sex?
The nurse droned on, explaining what procedures were completed while flipping through a few sheets on the clipboard.
Light suddenly needed to know. While there was an abundance of evidence for him wanting to be with Light, the younger man wanted to hear it from his mouth. Somehow, it was important.
"You are free to go when you please. However, just a word of caution, do not participant in any strenuous activity for the next few days." She glanced at L pointedly, who was retrieving another lollipop from his pocket.
"Also, you may be feeling weak for the next few hours. Call immediately if you experience any adverse symptoms such as fever or pain in the next few days." She attached the clipboard back to the end of the bed.
After asking them if they had any questions, she left the room.
"You told them we were. . . together?" Light asked, uncertain as to how to approach the topic.
"Yes, it was more the logical explanation as we look nothing alike and there are less questions asked. Was it wrong of me?"
"N-no. Well, I just didn't. . ." Light stumbled with words.
"Want people thinking you were with someone like me?" L's gaze lowered timidly, and the younger man swallowed as he noticed how beautiful his pale face was. Light sat up and found himself reaching for the detective's face. Sometimes it slipped the student's mind that while L was one of the greatest detective's in the world, he was nonetheless human and had less experience with social interaction than most people. His finger tips grazed his cheek and the raven's obsidian eyes raised to his curiously.
"No. . .why would you say-"
The door suddenly opened and Light snatched his hand away. Watari stepped in, smiling warmly and carrying a few bags in hand.
"Excuse me, gentleman. Good evening Yagami-san, it is good to see you. How are you feeling, son?
"Very well, thank you."
"Good to hear. I have brought some clothing for you to change in to. I have been informed that you may leave at any time. Ryuzaki-san, we must leave immediately." He placed the bags on the foot of Light's bed.
"Hmm. . . I suppose so." The raven was lightly biting his thumb.
"I have already checked Yagami-san out. I trust you are. . . capable of helping the young man into some new clothing?" The elderly man inquired of Ryuzaki, while raising his brow. As if to say, are you capable of dressing him without molesting him?
L smiled behind his thumb.
"I am quite capable." As if to say, not at all.
Watari sighed.
"I will be waiting in the limo out front. Please make haste." Molest him quickly.
"Certainly. Thank you, Watson-san."
The elderly man departed from the room while secretly smiling to himself.
He was happy for his ward. It was comforting to know that L was building a relationship with someone as he wouldn't be around forever. The detective needed someone parallel to his intelligence, someone to challenge him, and support him. Also, it was unhealthy for his ward to be so intently focused on work, never enjoying what life had to offer besides obnoxious amounts of cake.
Watari glanced back towards the door and while remembering the rare sight of tears on his ward's face, vowed to never let anything happen to Light again. He would keep them safe.
Meanwhile, the detective was rummaging through one of the bags before he pulled out a pair of black boxers. He turned to Light with the underwear in hand.
"Strip off your boxers." He commanded in his monotone, as if it was the most normal thing to say.
"What? No!" Light flushed and averted his eyes.
"Is Light-kun making me resort to drastic measures once more?" The detective's eyes gleamed mischievously and he inched closer to the bed.
"Does Ryuzaki-kun want me to resort to drastic measures?" Light challenged mockingly, snatching up the bag filled with L's precious strawberry cheesecake and holding it off to the side. It dangled helplessly.
"Ooh, Light-kun is cruel."
"Well, you're a pervert!
"Only for Light-kun." L said playfully, but the words rang more truth than he would like to admit.
My apologies for the very late update, I have been getting cosplays ready for a convention. I hope the many LxLight scenes made up for it! :)
I am very excited for the direction of this story. It is only going to get more awesome. BB is going to be in the next chapter, as well as appearances from Near and Matt! Also, thank you so much for all of the reviews, I was super shocked by how many I got! It made me immensely happy. Also, thanks for all the favs and alerts!
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