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"Finally got to first base. Not bad for that scrawny-little spitfuck."
Woody Harrelson in Zombieland. That is like one of my all time favourite movies :)
Written to: the Danger Days: The True Lives Of The Fabulous Killjoys album by My Chemical Romance
(I think I listened to this seven or eight times in a row.)
Chapter 17: Just as planned
A matter of life and death hung above Light's perfectly groomed head. Not in the usual sense of course, but none the less was it frightening.
L had a secret. And it was gnawing at Light's brain hungrily.
"Lawliet?" Light yawned as he popped the vertebrae in his neck as he stretched. L turned to his lover and smiled slightly, the very edges of his mouth turned up faintly. Light rolled his eyes and pecked his manager on the cheek softly. It didn't take very long for a supple smell reached his nose and Light couldn't help but be distracted by the beautiful scent.
"Mmm what is that?" He whispered into L's ear before he nibbled on the soft flesh, earning a startled yelp from his raven haired lover who pushed him away with a scowl on his porcelain face.
"Near and I are making pancakes." L said simply before grasping the large mixing bowl that sat on the bench and began to stir the white mixture. Light frowned at the mention of the annoying albino and looked over Lawliet's shoulder to see that, indeed Near was standing with the frying pan, a frightened look in his dark eyes.
Another lightbulb seemed to flicker to life in the auburn haired teen's sleepy brain, and it took Light another few moments to realise that L was wearing an apron. Long and dusty blue, it swept the floor softly, the frills that sat on the front of the fabric drooping low under the frilly weights. Honey eyes widened as L turned around to find the can of blueberries that had been next to the bowl, revealing that L was wearing his shirt and a very tight pair of black briefs. His briefs. Light let his gaze drop to the underwear he was wearing to find that, indeed he was wearing Lawliet's boxer shorts.
"Ahm...I seem to be wearing your boxers L."
L turned for a moment and looked his lover's figure up and down. The smile tugged at his lips again.
"Indeed." Light scowled.
"Lawliet you talk like an old man." The older man shrugged sleepily and continued stirring the white mixture before Near coughed slowly. Light's eyes narrowed at the teenager, who replied with a smug grin.
"L, I think that you have stirred the mixture enough. Watari will finish cooking the pancakes if you would like?" Near waved his hands sheepishly towards the stove where the elder man stood with the frying pan happily cooking the charred remains of Near's failed pancakes.
After last night's horrible end, Light really didn't care how today went. All it meant was he was going to have to suck up to Lawliet, big time. He had infuriated the dark haired man, and after Mello and Matt had left the apartment in the very early hours of the morning, their voices raising in anger an embarrassment, Light had conned his manager to come back into his room and apologised profusely for angering him. L had reluctantly given in and the rest of the night was consumed by numerous rounds of make up sex.
So that had left them in a very sleep deprived state.
Near smiled his small grin before he left the room after poking his finger into the frothy pancake mix and pulling out a blueberry.
A soft snarl escaped Light's mouth as the albino left. A soft poke in the stomach from his lover brought him back to earth and he pulled his gaze away. The wise voice of Watari broke the silence as he held a plate stacked with soft, fluffy pancakes. Near's had been gracefully discarded in the rubbish bin, their charred remains far from edible.
Lawliet accepted the plate blissfully as he drenched them with maple syrup. Light stared blankly. There was no way he was going to eat that. He was fat enough as it is.
Glancing at the clock, he was startled to see that it was blinking eight in the morning.
"Hey Lawliet?" The raven haired man stared up with his owl like eyes wide as he shovelled pancake into his mouth.
"Ye-s-g L-igh-t?" He muttered around his food. Light frowned.
"What's the day today?"
"Monday." Lawliet said as he swallowed his mouthful of food.
"That means we have to go into work today doesn't it...?" He hoped he was being subtle, but hell. He did NOT want to go to work.
L raised an almost non-existent eyebrow raised under his bangs.
"You realise that everyone at work already knows? They saw the magazine before your father did."
"Yes but-" Light protested.
"But we still need to go to work. It won't be too bad, we get strange looks as it is."
"Maybe that's because you look like something that crawled out from under a bed on a good day?"
"I refuse to change for you, even if I do love you." L said softly as he sipped at his tea that Watari had placed in front of him.
Light froze, his eyes glazing as he turned to look at his lover.
"What did you just say?"
L cocked his head to the side. And then gasped a little as he realised why Light was beginning to choke up.
He just said the three words of no return.
He just said 'I love you'.
Light swelled up gleefully as he bent down to peck Lawliet on the cheek before he practically skipped towards L's bedroom. He had washed his clothing from the day before and had folded it neatly in the cupboard. Throwing his suit and slacks on the floor, Light danced around pathetically as he dressed, each moment consumed by another moment of bliss.
It was almost nauseating in Near's opinion. It wasn't that he was jealous, no far from, he just though that the young man was so sickly in love with his brother that maybe he would lose all focus on his career. Anyway why he be preoccupied with that relationship? He had a far better one in mind.
Which gave the albino singer an idea.
...
Light had taken barely half an hour to get ready, his older boyfriend throwing on his clothing and walking out the door to wait in his temperamental old car. As L stretched out his hand to unlock the door, he saw a familiar figure hugging the steering wheel desperately
"Mello?" The tear stained blonde opened his eye slowly.
"Hey L-hic-awliet."
'Ah. He's drunk.'
"Okay I'm ready to go to work! Is that Mello?" Light patted his hair down and his eyebrows rose questioningly. L shrugged in response. The car door creaked open and Mello sprawled himself on the sidewalk as he straightened his body up, a dopey grin spread over his face.
"I'ma be 'kay don't worry." The teen stumbled and grasped onto L for support before he threw up onto Light's shoes. The auburn haired teen cried out in outrage as he kicked his shoes off and stalked away holding the dirty shoes at arm's length. Mello wiped his mouth and yawned.
L fidgeted awkwardly, praying that Mello didn't have anything left to projectile vomit in his direction.
"Why were you in my car?" He asked softly, to be met with watery blue eyes.
"M-matt kicked me out last night."
"About Near?" Mello, if he were sober, would have most likely scoffed at Lawliet for saying something so stupid.
"Yeah..."
"I think you should go inside, stay here until you're a little more sober." Mello nodded gratefully until he saw what stood at the front of the apartment building.
Near waved happily from the front steps and snickered when Mello turned green again and turned to throw up on Lawliet's front tire.
...
By half-past-ten, Light and Lawliet finally walked through the front doors of the office. Light held his lover's hand tightly, fearing that if he let him go that he would be forever lost in the sea of women that surrounded them. Each woman screamed loudly as they walked past, pressing themselves into the two. Even with the destructive females around, Light was still lost in a moment of perpetual bliss over L's 'I love you'.
"They did see the magazine right?" L whispered as a redhead pushed her breasts into his back. Light reddened as he felt a pair of breasts in his side as well. "I'm pretty sure they did."
L's brow furrowed in confusion as he felt a pair of hands that were not Light's rub over his butt. "Why do they insist on groping us! They do know that we're gay right!" Light pushed away a young woman who slipped under his arm and knocked his shoulder on the glass doors that swung open. They sighed happily and tightened their grip on the other's hand, until the older of the two felt a soft tapping on his arm. L turned his head to look at the person and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Hullo stranger!" A cheery voice filled the silence and L smiled.
"Hello, how are you?" The brunette in front of him grinned.
"I've been great, I see you've been up to plenty since we last met!" She subtly glanced at the two hands wrapped around each other. L nodded in agreement and Light coughed hastily.
"So who's your friend?" Light asked, a dangerous tone hidden under the honey of his voice. The tall girl in front of them grinned and grabbed onto his free hand.
"I'm Christiana. I met Lawliet at your last concert." She straightened her blazer and shifted her laptop bag. "Did you get Carillon's message?" She winked as both men watched her with mildly confused expressions.
She sighed and rolled her green eyes. "I'm filling in for her for a couple of days until her new replacement is in."
"What do you mean, her new replacement?" The two men asked in unison. She cocked her head to the side.
"Carrie got fired!"
"Fired! Why? I didn't fire her!" Light let go of his boyfriend's hand to clutch at his chest. Christiana smiled sadly.
"No the higher ups let her go. Something about leaking information?"
Light froze and his eyes instantly narrowed.
"Leaking information?"
"Yeah. Leaking stuff about you and Lawli's appointments and everything."
"Did you just call me Lawli?"
L went ignored as the two began a heated conversation together.
"Look, so what if she let some stuff slip-"
"It's called privacy! She shou-"
"Well it was bound to happen eventually!"
L sighed and waved invisibly to Light who had begun to yell at the girl, who did the same and yelled back.
It only took him a few minutes to get to his office to collect his blue emblazoned diary, the one that held all of his and Light's work commitments for the next two months. He decided against taking the elevator back down (much to his own surprise) and turned the corner to find both Christiana and Light still fighting irritably. The woman turned around angrily when Light's gaze flickered over her shoulder but instantly smiled and saluted towards Lawliet.
"Hey Lawli, I have a book for you!" L reached out apprehensively and grasped the small black book from the happy girl. Light visibly twitched.
"Please don't call me Lawli. What's the diary for?"
"It's yours and Light's new schedule. You have a few new obligations that have popped up since your -er- newfound popularity. "
"Popularity...?"
"You would be surprised. Ever watched late night TV?" She asked picking at her short nails.
Light and L both nodded as they read over their new agenda apprehensively.
"Well then you must know how much sex sells. And considering that you two are together, not only will girls be drooling over that but they will also love the whole 'office' affair! You two are practically walking romps! Particularly after that incident in the public bathrooms! "
'She seems far too cheerful about this.'
"I have friends that would kill to meet you." She was beginning to get annoying. Not annoying in the traditional sense, but her sarcasm was killing L.
Light coughed into his hand before raising his hand. Christiana laughed. "What are you in elementary school?" Light scowled.
"No I just wanted to know if you had any idea about the mob that just molested us out the front. It was almost impossible to get out of the car." Christiana's cheeks reddened slightly before she answered. "Some blondie was out the front earlier in a miniskirt screaming 'Raito-kun' and pointing at the building. It was scary as hell. I almost couldn't walk into the building itself without being smothered by a hundred chicks. A straight man's dream eh?" When she didn't receive an answer she sighed and said goodbye. As she walked away she pulled her skirt up a little just to show her legs more.
"Whore." Light muttered under his breath as they continued up to Lawliet's office. L tapped him on the shoulder disciplinary . Light grinned.
"What did I do something bad? Should I be punished?"
"Maybe later."
...
Mello wasn't comfortable. Oh no. Far from it. He had taken to lying on the couch, watching TV when Wammy smiled and bid him goodbye, placing his brown hat on his head and walking outside.
Mello still felt far to hung-over to leave his spot, and was feeling way too ill to even move.
That was, at least until Near sat himself at the very edge of the sofa. Mello scooted away quickly. Nate continued to move closer until Mello's long leg flew out and kicked the younger boy in the back, an infuriated look on his face.
"The fuck do you think that you're doing Near!"
"Sitting on the sofa."
"You know that you fucked up mine and Matt's relationship!"
"Miheal and I slept together before Miheal and Mail did. Maybe he shouldn't be so jealous."
"I thought you said only lovers were allowed to be on a name basis."
"Yes Matt and I also slept together."
There was an eerie silence until the small boy uttered a small "Ha."
Mello kicked him again before he rolled over and began to mutter hushed curses.
He could feel a small vibrating in his pocket. He prayed that that was his phone and that Near hadn't placed some provocative in his pocket. It was his phone, thankfully, and it had an unread text message from Matt.
'Hey Mels Im real soz bout b4. Want 2 cum back home, so we can talk? Love u.-Matt'
Mello replied immediately, a huge soppy grin on his face.
'I'll get a cab. I'm a little drunk right now. I'll see you soon. Love you to.- Mels'
The blonde pushed himself up groggily before he felt a sudden weight on his hips. Near stared down at him coldly.
"You're not leaving. Not yet."
...
*head desk* Okay, okay, this is much later then it should have been.
Anyone else remember the girl from the concert? And I love the way Matt texts Mello, all abbreviated and Mello typing out the whole thing. And who do you reckon the ''crazy blondie in the miniskirt' is? Duh.
I actually highly dislike this chapter, I don't think it was very well written.
But guys I really need your forgiveness, I have been really ill lately. Doctor to doctor to bedrest to specialists talking surgery, it's been a real bitch. I've also been really busy with end of year school work.
And can you guys wish me better? I'm over being sick, especially in the summer.
Review?
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