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Contains hetro-smut.
2nd September
"…yet another death has been carried out. Kano Goto was discovered by one of his dorm mates in the early hours of the morning. Police have yet to issue a statement, but it is widely believed that it was the work of the Power killer that's been stalking our streets. If that's the case the death toll had now reached six, with no end in sight. People are urged not to go out alone at night or in the early hours of morning…"
Light huffed as he shut off the TV, silencing the newsreader as he turned his attention back to his emails. He'd been asked to join in on a drug shipment where he'd get half the cut for distributing the narcotics in Japan. The reason why he was hesitating was because he'd discovered that someone had been snooping around his dealings. 'Though I have yet to find out if it's police or someone else.' Despite having been arrested and pinned with a criminal record, Light hadn't actually been to prison, and if it was police snooping around, then he was certain to go to prison if caught. 'But if it's someone else…' His thoughts trailed off as he read through an email informing him of the theft of merchandise. Not a significant amount, but enough to be noticed during the final checks. 'Someone's ripped me off?' He slammed his fist down as his eyes began to bleed red.
"Bloody fantastic!" He snarled angrily, slamming the lid of his laptop down unnecessarily hard. "I need a drink." He muttered, getting up from his office chair and walking down the hallway towards the kitchen. He had only just reached for the cupboard where he kept his stronger liqueur when the elevator chimed and the sound of the doors sliding open reached his ears. "What the fuck?" He hadn't buzzed anyone through, and he hadn't given a spare key-card out to anyone. "Must just be a fluke," He turned back to the cupboard when he could make out the sound of footsteps approaching.
'Someone's in here. It couldn't be any of the other residents, they know to call first. It must be someone else.' A sick feeling began to swirl within him as his thoughts flickered rapidly through his mind. Low level shinigami Powers were incapable of killing someone of a higher Level, it was one of the few downsides the power had, but if it was the other shinigami here to try and force Light out of the way, he was in for a nasty surprise. Seconds had passed and Light was already in a foul mood, he spun on his heel, eyes immediately seeking out those of the intruder and hand having already snapped out in preparation for yanking the Powers life-force away from him. Shock and fear jarring him to his senses as he recognized L Lawliet as the man before him.
Snatching back his hand as though he'd been scalded, Light instinctively backed into the kitchen cabinets behind him as he shied away from L, ever aware that in his current state he could unintentionally kill the other man. Closing his eyes and forcing himself to take deep calming breaths to slow his rapidly beating heart and clearing his mind, Light fought to get himself back under control, curling in on himself in a defensive position. He knew that he'd put himself into a vulnerable state, eyes closed and backed against the cabinets with the only escape where L was currently located. It meant nothing now that his secret was discovered.
'This is it, I'm done for. After all this time, after all the things I've done to prevent this from happening and it took one momentary slip.' He slid to the floor, head lowered in submission as he waited for L to carry out his death sentence. It didn't even occur to him that he could kill L and flee, the manhunt that would undoubtedly ensue wasn't worth the effort. L was the world's greatest detective, he was legendary among Powers and Norms alike, nobody knew what his Power was, but Light suspected that it was the ability to neutralize other Powers abilities.
L had yet to say anything, standing in silence even as Lights world crumbled around him. Only five minutes had passed since L had stepped off the elevator, another one passed when footsteps again began their way to Light's defeated position. He didn't know how far away L was, nor how close he'd gotten, his eyes still clammed shut in an attempt to prevent any stray actions.
A hand gently rested itself upon Light's head, causing him to tense up in preparation for pain or something else to happen. When nothing was forthcoming he began to relax as L's fingers began to thread themselves through his hair.
"Light-kun's secret is safe with me." The man murmured in a low soothing tone. L's second hand tracing under Light's closed eyes. "You can open your eyes Light-kun." With those words Light took a deep breath before letting it out in a gust as his eyes opened and a gained focused on L's warm grey ones.
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L continued to run his fingers through Light's hair, his other hand coming to rest on the young man's shoulder. It wasn't the first time he'd been confronted with the eerie red eyes of a shinigami Power, though the owner of those had never been able to hide them away. 'Such a smart, intelligent man.' L couldn't help but think with a praising air. 'Not to mention lonely, to go all these years deprived of touch.' Light had been subconsciously leaning into L's touches, though his crimson eyes remained unwavering upon L's face.
"I had suspected that you were a shinigami Power, the signs pointed to it. The only thing that kept throwing me off was your eyes, even yesterday at the police station with the drowning comment, something only a shinigami Power could pick up on; and yet you weren't one." L dropped his hand from Light's soft hair to rest on his other shoulder. "I want you to work on this case with us." He announced abruptly, though he really only meant 'with me'.
Light's face, which had been utterly blank since L had entered the apartment, finally showed a brief moment of shock before it was hidden away. "And if I don't want to? You know full well that I'm a criminal, just because some of those charges didn't stick doesn't mean I didn't do them. Not to mention the moment people find out about me, I'd be killed like an animal."
L began rubbing soothing circles on Light's shoulders even as he continued to look the teen in the eye. "I am well aware that Light-kun has made himself at home with the villain crowd. I just have two questions and depending on how you answer them, will determine how things will play out from here." L waited for the young man to nod in understanding before he continued. "Have you killed anyone?"
For the first time since they had initiated eye contact, Light dropped his crimson eyes from L's to stare down at the tiles beneath them. "Yes," the young man said, eyes flickering back up to meet L's once again.
'I already suspected, but it is nice to get a confirmation.' L rested his hands, dropping away from Light as he shifted to a more comfortable position on the cold, hard floor. "My second question; and don't even attempt to lie, is this. Have you killed the innocent?"
A relieved look passed over the young man's face; his red eyes giving nothing away, even as he slumped against the cabinets behind him. "No. Only ever criminals, those who remain on the streets, and I make damn sure that they are guilty. I only target killers and rapists though. I could have gone after others, and believe me I wanted to, but Teru had the same idea and he ended up running himself ragged because he wasn't as high as level as I am. Misa got caught because of the same reason." He trailed off with a hint of sadness in his tone, amber eyes taking on a faraway look.
It was in that moment L became conscious of the fact that Light's eyes had reverted back to their illusionary colour. 'Fascinating.' L pushed himself up off the floor, reaching out a hand to help Light to his feet as well. "I don't want you going after anyone unless I give you the go-ahead. I expect to see you at the station tomorrow, bright and early." He walked towards the still open elevator, entering it and looking back at Light who was standing dazed just outside it whilst pushing the button. "I also suggest that we should have lunch together." The doors closed on Light's response and as L rode the elevator down he couldn't help the pleased grin that stretched across his face.
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Lincoln Feildman ran his hands over his girlfriends, one Layla Burns, curves. His lips fastened on her throat as she ground down upon him, groins thrusting down against one another as his hands worked at her jeans eliciting a gasp as her own tugged at his shirt. The fabric came over his head and Layla swooped down and plastered her mouth against his encouraging him into a battle of tongues. Gasps filled the enclosed air as he finally pulled the pants off his girlfriend and began gently teasing her cliterous gaining pleased murmurs as her hands faltered for a moment before attacking the belt of his own pants.
Neither were aware of the red-eyed man watching through the window. It wasn't until Lincoln was thrusting into Layla's heat, that they noticed something was wrong. Smoke had filled the air, thick and acrid, causing them both to cough as they separated from one another and attempted to find the source. They never did manage to find what the cause was, their lifeless bodies collapsing to the ground as their bodies gave way to smoke inhalation.
