It's a quick update this time. I'm actually going to China tomorrow so I don't know how long it will take me to finish another chapter. Stick with me~ 3. Also, thank you very much for the reviewers and the favoriters! I love you guys.
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The next day dawned bright and early as L shrugged into his usual white shirt and jeans and stuffed his feet into a pair of battered old shoes, much to his chagrin. Breakfast was a fast affair as his "father," Watari, prepared a freshly baked strawberry cake and sugar-infested tea for L to stuff down. Most people would be appalled at his choice of foods, L knew, but that was the only way he was able to keep his mental capacity up to par. He slung his backpack over his shoulders and headed out the door.
"Have a good day at school," called Watari with a little wave to L's retreating back. This, L acknowledged with a cursory nod.
This day at school was the same as always: the monotonous morning without Light as a distraction, the table where he sat for lunch by himself, and the sharp increase in heart rate as he first laid eyes on Light in the last class of the day. Today, Light looked as brilliant as ever, with his hair combed so that every strand was in place and with that radiant—yet fake—smile plastered on his face. Light, as usual, was immune to the piercing gaze that L fixed on him and didn't even seem to notice it. He was probably used to being admired by everyone, L deducted. This was the only aspect of L that was in accordance with everyone else.
As previously mentioned, this day went by much the same as every other…until this last class period. When Light walked in today and proceeded to ignore L's very existence altogether, something in L snapped and he told himself that he could not allow this to go on for much longer. With this in mind, he brought out the Tupperware of cake he had saved in his backpack and opened it before proceeding to where Light was sitting and speaking calmly to his admirers. Right in front of the brunette, L tripped in an obviously staged fashion and dumped the contents onto the boy. He loved cake and he had to admit that he felt great remorse at the loss, but this one had to be sacrificed for the greater good. Brown eyes widened in shock as Light turned first towards him and then to his ruined clothes.
"Oops," L said in his usual monotone. His large, black unblinking eyes bore down on Light's while his expression remained infuriatingly innocent, "I apologize to Light-san as that was purely on accident." He reached down with an already prepared napkin and offered it to the other, "Perhaps this would help."
Light's eyes narrowed only slightly at him as he reluctantly reached up for the napkin. L noticed dully that the other made sure not brush against his skin…as if L was contagious with some kind of incurable disease. Aside from that, however, the brunette's expression remained peaceful and he even turned the corners of his lips up slightly, "Oh don't worry about it, L-san, this can be washed out very easily."
L paused slightly to take in this new information. He had to admit that he was honestly surprised that Light even knew his name. The rest of the things that the brunette did were obviously fake shows put on to preserve the delusions every other person in the room had about Light's kind and forgiving character. The pause lasted only a couple seconds before L replied again, "Yes, I am sure that it can be." Stubbornly persistent and pretending not to notice Light's purposeful avoidance of contact, he held out his hand for the other boy to take, "L," he said curtly, "I don't believe we've spoken before. It is a pleasure to be acquainted with you." Oh, it was a pleasure indeed.
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It was boring. Boring boring boring boring. Nothing ever changed around here. It was always either he was not paying attention during class or he was surrounded by worshippers prying him for responses to their idiotic conversations. Playing along always exhausted him by the end of the day, leaving him wanting nothing more than to collapse on his bed at home and tune out everything. Therefore, at the start of his last class of the day, calculus, he failed to notice someone moving towards him before it was too late and the piece of cake had already tumbled onto his uniform. His surprise only grew as he realized that the person who did it was none other then L, the quiet boy who sat on the other side of the room and never engages with anyone. Quickly, the surprise turned to suspicion as he realized the fact that with that boy sitting so far away, there was no way he just happened to trip on accident…directly in front of Light. There had to have been an ulterior motive. The brunette knew that the other's intelligence matched him in nearly every aspect and immediately perceived this action as a threat. Perhaps this was L challenging him directly.
His expression barely changed as he composed himself before a brief exchange full of forced politeness occurred between the two of them. When L reached out his hand for the taking, Light inwardly cringed. The other honestly looked like he had never seen a shower in his life. Regardless, not risking the chance of others thinking less of him, he offered his own hand and gripped L's in a firm handshake.
"The pleasure is all mine." Lies lies lies.
"Perhaps if Light-san is free this evening, we could discuss the coursework in more depth?"
Light gave an apologetic smile at this before shaking his head, "I would love to be able to engage with someone for an intellectually challenging discussion, but I am afraid that I am rather busy tonight. Perhaps another time." No, please don't ask me again.
"That is quite unfortunate then. Yes, I will be sure to ask you some other day," L replied stoically, his expression not changing in the slightest.
Light beamed another smile at this and nodded at L before the boy retreated back to the other side of the room. The moment he was gone, Light's admirers gathered around him with shocked whispers asking if he was ok or if he needed clothes to borrow and whether he needed help changing into those clothes. Light sighed inwardly. This was going to be a long class period.
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L drew his feet up to the edge of the seat and sat in his usual hunched position. His outward appearance never changed as he was even better than Light was at hiding his emotions, but there was no mistake that his insides were turning in the most unpleasant fashion. In fact, L was now sulking.
He had been rejected.
This was a major blow to him, and he wondered what had gone wrong exactly with his method of, with a lack of a better word, hitting on Light. Everything went according to what he had read in romance books (read only to better educate himself with this field, of course). He had 'accidentally' dropped something on the other's clothes, their eyes had locked in a heated moment, and he had even offered to help the brunette. Usually, in the novels, the receiver of these actions would have been rendered breathless by a newfound love-at-first-sight feeling. However, this was sorely not the case with Light.
Glumly, he opened his notebook and began drawing another doodle of Light, this time with the both of them sitting at a restaurant table. As he moved to write down the date of the doodle, a sudden realization hit him. Today was February 13th. That meant that tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Ideas once again began churning in his head at the thought of the things he could do to fix the blunders of today. Maybe it wasn't too late for him after all.
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