A Different Suite
Chapter 9
While the chocolate-brown haired man slept on, L quickly went to work in making the hotel more secure for their stay, though it was likely going to be a brief stay. BB was no doubt on their tracks and L refused to let the crazed man touch Light again. While the raven was certain that BB was heavily enjoying himself, he didn't want to play his game.
As his pale hands moved swiftly over the keyboard and he easily hacked into the hotel's security system, the raven could almost feel the pronounced rings beneath his eyes. The detective usually dozed off in front of his glowing laptop for approximately an hour every few days. However, with the situation lied out before them, there was absolutely no time for rest. He was briefly pulled from his thoughts as Watari returned.
"The cameras are in place and room service will be here shortly with refreshments."
"Thank you, Watari." He replied monotonously.
The elderly man nodded and went to the sitting room to presumably begin working on his own laptop.
After opening up the motion-sensing feeds to the cameras already installed in the hotel, L activated the additional cameras that Watari installed. Then, in order to more efficiently view the feeds with ease, connected his laptop to the television. The screen displayed random hotel attendants pushing room service carts around and an elderly couple strolling arm and arm down the hall. L took note of the appearances of all the employees.
As L perched on one of the beds and contacted whose who had requested his services to provide updates, his gaze wandered over the security feeds.
Roughly ten minutes later, room service arrived. Watari cautiously opened the door and pulled the cart in, not allowing any of the staff into the room.
He rolled the service cart next to L's bed. The raven paused in his typing and peered at the colorful array of chopped fruit stacked high in a white shining bowl. A smaller bowl of cherries gleamed mischievously next to it and he felt excitement bubble up within him.
He plopped one in his mouth, rejoicing in its sweet, succulent flavor. He placed both of the bowls on the bed next to him. The tea pot was placed on the night stand and Watari pushed the cart back outside.
Hours flew by and watching the video feeds was becoming incredibly tiresome.
Judging by the quick flickering of Light's closed eyes and the twitching of his hands, the youth was experiencing REM sleep again, or in other words, dream sleep. This was approximately the man's third time slipping into such deep sleep and L expected this to be the longest session. It had been nearly a decade since L can the luxury of sleeping over a few hours. His dreams were terribly realistic and disturbing. Perhaps his psyche was too bombarded with the violent, bloody images that were relentlessly part of his work. He looked back at the feeds, attempting to stay focused.
Light made a small noise and L's eyes returned once more.
Even in his sleep the man was distracting him.
The youth's skin was slightly flushed and his bangs had fallen untidily yet beautifully over his face. His face was grimacing and another soft whimper was emitted through parted lips. He began mumbling rather rapidly. Perhaps he was having a bad dream . . .
"No. . . so much blood." Light suddenly said in a hushed voice. L frowned as he thought of the possibility of the student developing Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
"You're not L. You're not. . ." Light asserted and trailed off as if he was interrupted. He went on mumbling incoherently. L put his laptop to the side and sat on Light's bed. He cupped the youth's warm face and softly patted it.
"Light-kun."
Light suddenly jolted awake with wide, alarmed eyes. He gasped as he saw L, most likely mistaking him for BB.
"Stay the fuck away!" The man cried and snapped up, but L pinned him back down by the shoulders.
"Calm yourself!"
The man viciously squirmed beneath the detective and suddenly struck L hard across the face. The raven hissed as he bit the inside of his cheek.
"Light-kun!"
L's shout resonated through him and Light's struggling ceased as he finally focused on the raven's eyes.
Onyx black pools fiercely met his own golden brown ones and when Light saw the angry red of L's cheek, it dawned on him what he did. He hit L.
He hit L.
"L-L. . ."
L released his shoulders and pulled away from Light to settle on the other bed. Light sat up and stumbled over towards the raven's bed, a blanket tangling around his legs.
"L, I-I'm so sorry." The words spilled from his lips thoughtlessly.
The man was slumped against the headboard and cupping his soon to be bruised face. Light crawled up the bed, guilt weighing his heart. It wasn't really his fault, he had been sleeping! But that didn't change how terrible he felt.
L didn't acknowledge his presence and Light felt possessed to show how sorry he truly was. He moved closer to the raven and climbed into the man's lap, distantly wondering what the hell he was doing. He tilted L's face up and pulled his hand away from his face. The detective silently peered at him from under his inky-colored locks, his obsidian orbs unclear.
He placed a kiss on the marked cheek. And another. And another.
His lips moved to the other cheek and to his chin. His kisses trailed up and he gently pressed his lips to the corner of the raven's warm mouth. He timidly brushed their lips together and licked his mouth, tasting him. He tasted faintly of fruit.
At first, L wasn't responsive to Light's touch until finally his hand touched Light's hip and he parted his lips. The brunet felt a wave of an intense emotion, an emotion he couldn't describe but nonetheless felt consumed by it as if he was starving. He could feel his pounding heart and his brain became uncharacteristically blank and fuzzy. Light deepened the kiss and slid his arms around the man's neck.
L growled lowly as he abruptly pushed Light onto his back, breaking the kiss, and sinking his teeth into the youth's neck. He stifled a moan and arched his neck, exposing more to the detective. He slipped his hands under L's white t-shirt wanting to feel that pleasantly warm, slender torso. The raven threaded his fingers through Light's locks as he captured his lips once more and pressed between the youth's legs. As Light's hands played over the hard abdomen and grazed his chest, he could feel the rapid beating of L's heart.
L pulled back, hovering mere centimeters from Light's lips. Their warm breath fanned against one another and he leaned his forehead against Light's.
"What were you dreaming about?" L inquired quietly, stroking the man's face with his thumb.
"BB, but he had your eyes. Not your expressions though." He replied breathlessly.
"Hmmm? My expressions?"
"Mm-hmm. You're more subtle. . ." Kiss. "and you're less maniacal." Kiss.
If Light continued touching him so deliciously, L was certain he would end up pounding the man into the mattress with Watari in the next room or not. He pinned the man's hands, which had still been roaming dangerously low on his abdomen.
"Light-kun needs to stop."
"Why? I rather enjoy this."
Light grind his hips hard into L's groin. L's eyes momentarily fluttered shut as pleasure coursed through him and his brain turned to mush.
"It seems you are as well." He grinned beneath him.
It took all of L's self control to pull himself up away from that body and move to the other bed. Despite his raging hard on, he flipped open his laptop and dove into work. Light seemed surprised, but soon went to the bathroom. L shamelessly ogled his behind as he walked in and closed the door behind him.
L's mind immediately decided to imagine Light feeling frustrated and furiously touching himself in the bathroom.
Or maybe Light taking a long, steamy shower and discovering more creative uses for body wash.
Or maybe Light is expecting him to follow where L will find him bent over the sink, waiting eagerly for him to grip his hips and thrust-
The toilet flushed.
It was in this moment that L realized he was definitely sexually frustrated.
Very frustrated.
As L plopped another cherry in his mouth an idea occurred to him.
"Watari, please order several police officers to stay in this hotel."
Watari looked up from his laptop, his face appearing tired and slightly sunken. Soon after the pair's encounter, the elderly man joined them in watching the feeds and was now sitting on a beige sofa near them.
"Have them park in front of the building." L plopped the last cherry in his mouth, pulling it from its stem with his teeth.
"Hmm? Wouldn't that give away our position?" Watari asked, curious of his ward's plan.
"Mm-hm. BB didn't follow us here, which means he has a plan or simply lost track of us. Due to his rather rushed murder and message recently, he seems emotional. So, it is unlikely that he has a plan."
"Ah, so its a trap?" Light asked as he nibbled on a piece of cantaloupe.
"Correct. We shall bring him to us where we have the advantage and take custody of him. I am not fond of this strategy of running." The detective narrowed his eyes as he bit on his thumb. While it was necessary to be on the defensive occasionally, L preferred to be on the offensive and attack from an angle that caught criminals off guard.
L swirled his finger in his empty tea cup and brought to his lips, licking it clean.
"More tea as well, Watari."
Watari nodded and contacted room service. Immediately afterwards, the elderly man contacted the police as codename L and reported the location they were to stay at discreetly.
He returned and explained the police would arrive in ten minutes to check-in and room service would be there shortly after.
As promised, L watched several police officers casually stroll in the hotel lobby and check in with the receptionist roughly ten minutes later.
It was only a matter of time now.
L loaded his gun as he watch the feeds, waiting for the psychopath to reveal his location. Whether BB realized it was a trap or not, he would gladly take the bait. It thrilled him to have obstacles and L knew it. After all, he knew BB.
As expected, there was a light knock on the door and a soft voice informing them it was room service. Watari peered through the peep hole and finding nothing unusual, unlocked the door.
The door burst open and Watari barely leapt out of the way to avoid contact. However, he couldn't evade the service cart that slammed into him and sent him colliding with the footboard of the bed. A loud bang and a cry was heard as his head struck the hard wood.
The cart attendant dodged the bouncing cart and leaped onto the first bed where Light lay stunned. The attendant violently yanked him up and wrapped an arm around the youth's waist. He held him tightly against his chest, using him as a human shield. L hadn't moved from his perch on the bed, his gaze dark and calculating.
"Hello again, Light-kun. I've missed you." He hoarsely cooed against his ear, sending Light's heart into overdrive and his hair on end. Light didn't need to see his face to know who that voice belong to. If it were possible, he froze more as a cold blade made contact with the skin of his throat. The very knife that had torn through his shoulder less than a day ago. His eyes desperately searched for L's and when he found him, he saw a flicker of intense emotions, but one showed the most:
Anger.
Unless Light could think of something quick, he was going to die for certain this time. The psychopath was only a flick of the wrist from ending him. He had to think of something!
"Did Light-kun miss me?" He breathed heatedly against his neck, but held eye contact with L. The crimson-eyed man dragged his tongue over the back of Light's ear. Light wanted to flinch in disgust, but feared the consequences.
"Release him, BB." The detective commanded, his voice held an edge.
"Do as he says, BB." Watari rose from the floor, with a pistol clinched in his hand.
BB seemed to ignore Watari's presence altogether.
"But I rather like him, Lawli." He mock pouted while creeping his hand down the front of Light's shirt, his fingers moving over the wrapped wound he created. L's face hardened and he struggled with maintaining an indifferent mask.
"This is between us, he has nothing to do with it."
"Does he know about how much of a monster you are? Or does that remain between us?"
"There is no "us," only your angry delusions."
"My Lawli, I've never seen you so. . . reactive." His fresh blood spilled colored eyes flashed with excitement. L wanted so badly to slam his foot into that giddy, insane face.
He had enough of that maniacal bastard.
Shifting his arm, L remembered the pistol tucked into his jeans. He locked eyes with Light for an instant, who seemed to have caught on to his plan. L moved into kneeling position on the bed, appearing feral and ready to pounce as he balanced on his hands.
"Hmmm. . . My dear Lawli, you wouldn't be planning anything would you? I know you don't want this pretty boy's blood on the floor. . . but if you do-" The serial killer readied the knife for a taste of blood, angling it against the lightly bronze skin.
"Actually, I'm not interested in his blood as much as I am yours." L practically purred.
BB smiled, the smile stretching wide and showing stained teeth. He held the detective's gaze, seeming mesmerized by the smoldering coal of L's eyes. He moved his other hand beneath the blade and as he begin to slowly slice into his own hand, L launched his plan into action. He swiftly yanked his pistol from his jeans.
BANG.
A loud bang rang out and BB slung the knife to the ground as he clenched his gushing thigh. Light bolted away from him.
"You shot me! Ahaha-" His voice rang out both surprised and pleased.
Watari shoved the man onto the carpet and brutally cuffed his hands behind his back. All the while, BB was cackling hysterically. As the man laughed, L felt an intense anger swell within him.
He saw red.
L sprinted forward and unleashed his wrath on the serial killer. He brutally brought his foot into the man's waist with all the power he could evoke.
"L!"
"HAha! . . .ah, hahahaha!" BB practically giggled with pleasure as L mercilessly kicked him over and over.
From Watari and Light's perspective, L was certain he looked liked like a mad man, blind with rage. Perhaps that was true, but nonetheless, L was furious. He wanted to tear the man a part for what he had done. BB had not only killed many innocent people, he almost killed his only friend Light, and now hurt one of the few he could call family. The psychopath had caused his other family at the orphanage grief and had even made animals his prey.
He had hurt everyone dear to L, just to get to him.
Just to satisfy his own pathetic, disturbing obsession of him.
He was the reason that Light was likely going to develop PTSD and the bastard deserved to be punished in every way imaginable. L distantly heard Watari and Light calling his name and attempting to pull him away.
L could feel the adrenaline flood through him as he dealt his punishment, violently kicking BB until the serial killer's was sputtering his own blood. Part of L wished he shot him in the face, but he refused to be a murderer like him.
"L! Stop it!" Light seized him by the waist and finally yanked him away.
BB gurgled and coughed up blood. He beamed up from the now stained carpet.
"Felt good, Lawli? See, we're no different."
BB tried to get up but Watari held him down by sitting on the man's upper back.
"Ryuzaki, take Light and hide into the bathroom before the police come in to detain him. I hear them coming, go!"
L pulled them both in the bathroom and jumped into the shower, shutting the curtain. They listened to several voices enter the room, rushing the killer out and all the while the man hysterically laughing as if were all a game. Soon, the room grew silent.
"My apologies, Light-kun. I've never lost my temper like that." He moved closer to the youth and tilted his head up to peer at the creamy tanned throat. Fortunately, BB wasn't able to mark the delicate throat as it remained flawless.
"BB has been a terrible burden to the Whammy Orphanage and he has hurt so many people I care for."
L released him and stepped out of the tub. Light followed and wrapped his arms around L from behind before he left the bathroom. He was shaking in his arms. This man, who he idolized throughout high school but he technically knew so little about, was so human in his arms.
"I hate to admit this, but part of me took pleasure in watching you beat the crap out of him. . ." Light admitted softly against L's ear. He didn't know why he told him this, perhaps he wanted to make the detective feel better by showing that he too was human.
The raven turned around in his embrace.
"And the other part, Light-kun?" He challenged as he touched the youth's face, searching his eyes for an answer. Light nuzzled his face into L's palm and kissed it softly. He knew L's trail of thought and that he was considering what the psychopath said to him as he was held down on the floor.
"You're nothing like him."
"Light-kun is forgetting what I did to him."
"If I were in your place, I would have the done the same. Hell, I thought you were him earlier and look what I did."
Light pulled away from the embrace and gestured toward the bruise forming on L's face.
"That was through no fault of your own."
The brunet leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. His gaze was fixed low on the tiles of the floor.
"I know it made you upset."
"No, it didn't. I knew Light-kun was dreaming about him. I merely pretended to be upset to see how Light-kun would react."
" . . ." All sympathy was lost on Light and his mood sunk bitterly.
Light could feel his face twitch as anger suddenly boiled within him. L had tricked him into thinking he upset him so that he could experiment on him? That was so selfish! He had been seriously worried about him. Why did this man have to be so unorthodox about everything?
He should have known better.
"Light-kun's method of apologizing was very effective."
"You're a manipulative bastard!" Light shoved him and L's back collided with the bathroom door.
"Light must calm down before he reopens his wounds." Despite obviously being challenged, L appeared calm and collected with his hands tucked lazily into his pockets. This only managed to piss Light off further.
"I'll show you fucking calm-" As Light went to punch him in the face, L swiftly grabbed the youth's fist and yank him towards the door, switching their positions with Light's back on the door. L pinned Light's hands next to his head.
"I may not look it, but I'm pretty strong. Light does not wish to fight me."
Light squirmed against him, unintentionally rubbing against L. The raven shoved his body against Light's, limiting his movements. L could feel the warmth of the youth's body and he could easily close the small gap between their lips. The room suddenly seemed unbearably warm.
Light was silent as he regarded L with hooded eyes, realizing where this was going and yet, wanting it more than anything. Since the day they met, it was only a matter of time before it happened.
"Light has pushed me past my limit." L breathed against Light's mouth, before heatedly closing the gap between them.
A/n: That was hot. :3 Anyone up for a lemon next chapter?
Very sorry for the late update. I had a crazy month with school, work, and getting sick.
Anywho, more on BB in the next chapter! L will be placing him in his custody and questioning him to find out more about those he has killed. This next chapter, I will finally be bringing back Mello and we shall find out more about him. Also, an appearance from Near and Light's dad.
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and let me know if you liked it/disliked it! I seriously want to write a lemon for the next chapter, but wanna know what you guys think. L's getting frustrated. XD
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