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L was found when he was six years old. He was alone and crying in an abandoned church in the middle of nowhere. He stood in the middle of the church, the loud bells ringing and the many birds squawking. Whammy was going for his usual morning walk when he heard the bells coming from the church he knew had been abandoned for many years. Curiosity getting the better of him, he walked up to the church and entered to investigate. He was surprised to see a small boy in the middle of the building. He walked over and as he got closer, he noticed there was something unusual about the child.
He had unruly black hair and extremely pale skin while he was wearing just a pair of loose jeans and a plain white t-shirt. His tears were many but his cries sounded empty. Whammy had only ever once seen a child as unusual as this. He carefully walked up to the young boy, not wanting to startle him any further.
"Hello there. What's your name?"
The small boy's cries stopped at the sound of another voice and turned to look at the source of the sound, tears still running steadily down his cheeks. He didn't answer the old man he was looking at, just stared at him in wonder.
"Where are your parents? Are you lost?"
The small boy just stared at the old man before approaching him. His dark eyes were shining with the swell of tears and his small voice was shaky and choked.
"I'm not lost... I'm alone. They left me."
"Who left you?"
"The people I once called parents"
"Where are they gone?"
"It depends on your beliefs. I just know they left me alone."
"Why are you here?"
"Because this is where I saw them last. I know they're not coming back, I just want them to."
Whammy looked at the small boy in front of him, amazed at how he was speaking. "You shouldn't stay here."
"I know. But I don't have anywhere to go."
"Where's the rest of your family?"
"I don't have any."
"I see. Would you like to come with me?"
"Mommy always told me not to talk to or go with strangers."
"I understand, but you can't stay here on your own."
"Yes, that would be illogical."
"Come with me." Watari stretched his hand out to the little boy who looked at it cautiously, as if weighing out his options. The little boy took the hand, staring at the old man as he led him out of the church.
"How long have you been in that church?"
"I'm not sure. I go there often and when I do leave it's only to find food or pick flowers for mommy."
"You slept there?"
"Yes. I have nowhere else to go."
"You do now. You will come and live with me. I'll take care of you."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why would you take me to live with you?"
"Because you're a little lost boy who needs help. It would be wrong of me to leave you behind."
"I see..."
Watari looked down at the young boy and smiled at the innocent face that must have witnessed so much pain for those eyes to have outgrown his face. Watari was drawn out of his thoughts by the young boy talking once again.
"Sir..."
"Yes?"
"Do I know you?"
Watari looked down at the young boy who was staring at him intently. This boy is truly amazing...
"I knew your parents. I served them for many years until I had to leave. You were three years old when I left. How could you remember me?"
"I'm not sure... I just recognised your face. If you know who I am, why were you asking my name?"
"Because letting you think I knew you might have scared you. Besides, I thought it better to let you come to me on your own free will. Pretending I didn't know anything at all about you seemed the best thing to do. And I had to make sure you were the small boy I served those years ago. Your parents died over a year ago, so where were you staying?"
"I was staying with a family for a while, but I left."
"Well you're coming home with me now. I hope you won't run away from me."
"I don't imagine I would... I'm familiar with you."
Watarilooked down at the young boy who's intelligence was above every child his age and older. When they arrived at Watari's house the small boy froze at the open gate.
"This... this is your house?"
"Yes. You remember this house?"
"Yes... vividly. I lived here until you left."
"And now you have returned young master."
"Master..."
L eyed the house carefully as they walked up the drive, his hand holding onto the old man's as if it was his only life line. His new life was beginning.
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L stood in the hallway of the house. Whammy's house. Children of all ages were coming for the grand opening. Whammy is letting gifted kids come and stay with him and Roger, who would be running the household, so they can be trained and raised to use the best of their abilities and minds. L is now 18 years old and already his intelligence is greater than anyone Whammy has ever known. He is the present, these kids are supposed to be the future, the future of justice. They will compete against each other to try and become the successor of L. They will learn to use the best of their minds and will take classes of such high standards most adults couldn't dream of understanding them.
"I know you don't want them here L, but it's for the best."
"I know Roger, but that doesn't change anything. There is going to be a lot of little people running through my home and making noise. How am I supposed to work under these conditions?"
"You will have a section of the house where the only people allowed there are people you say, Whammy and myself. You will have to make an appearance to the children every now and then but other than that you won't even know they're here."
"You better be right Roger. I would hate to have to make you leave."
"Watch your mouth L. You may be a great detective but you can't go getting a big head now, can you!" Roger chuckled at the death glare he received from L while ruffling his hair. He dropped the smile suddenly as the first of the children poked their heads in quickly. Roger bent down to talk quietly in L's ear before hurrying towards the children. "Guide them L, help them."
L watched the older man rush past him and head towards the children. He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door. He looked out at the children pooling around Roger's legs, and then shifted his gaze towards the older kids who curiously making their way through the door. They poked their heads through, before finally stepping in and L decided the oldest of the group was no more than fifteen. He brought his thumb to his mouth as he examined the kids that led the group, the young children now following behind them. The oldest looking boy had quite feminine features; blonde hair, slim figure, leather jacket on and a bar of chocolate in his hand as he looked around the entrance. Another boy, L guessed he was slightly younger than the blonde, was holding on to his arm and it looked as if he was trying to hide. His dark red hair fell on to his face and the goggles over his eyes offered yet more protection, but from who is the only thing L could not watched the children begin to pass through the hall and into one the main living room. Thinking he would eventually be called in, he followed the children and entered the large room. When he walked up beside Whammy, his eyes were drawn to an older male who was standing amongst the children.
The figure had black, shoulder length hair and dark eyes to match. He could only stare as the man gathered all the children together and quietened them so Roger could speak. L sat down in the corner, watching everything and trying to concentrate, but his mind kept drifting over to the dark haired figure. Once Roger had finished speaking, the children began to file out of the room, talking excitedly about their new names, new rooms and new lives. Whammy and Roger also left to help the younger children and anyone else that got lost or needed help. L didn't want to walk out and risk being stopped by the children so he waited in the corner until they were all gone. He was about to leave when he heard a voice talk to him.
"I'm guessing you don't like children then?" L turned towards the source of the voice and was greeted by the site of the dark haired man walking towards him.
"No I can't say that I do. They scream a lot." L found he was staring into the other's eyes, but he couldn't bring himself to look away no matter how hard he tried.
"That they do. My name's Mikami. Pleased to meet you!" He outstretched his hand and offered a smile towards the man in front of him. L took the hand and shook it before finally replying.
"I am L."
"L? You have a one letter name?" Mikamismirked at the detective and raised his eyebrows in pretend surprise.
"Well if you prefer you could call me Ryuzaki." L slid his hand out of the other males, not realizing how long he had kept it there.
"Ryuzaki... Now that is a lot better! So, are you really the greatest detective of our time?"
L smiled slightly at the younger man. "Yes. That would be me."
"Great!" Mikami walked past L, brushing his hand against L's before leaving the room. L remained motionless in the middle of the room, his hand still tingling from the short touch of Mikami's gentle skin.
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As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, L found himself growing ever closer to Mikami. After just eight weeks together, L realised Mikami's true potential and that he could indeed serve as L's successor. He also found, that he wanted to be more than just friends with the man. What he didn't know, was that Mikami felt the exact same way. L was sitting in his office and was just putting yet another case to a close when a knock sounded on the door. When they didn't walk into the room, he knew it was neither Whammy nor Roger and called for the person to come in. He spun around in his chair to watch as Mikami entered the room.
"Mikami? Is there something wrong?"
"Must there be something wrong for me to see you?"
"No... But~" L was cut off as Mikami slid his feet off the chair and sat on them himself. Mikami shifted himself so his knees were on either side of L's thighs and his hands were holding on the desk behind the chair. He took L's hand in his own and pulled it away from his mouth, his eyes never leaving the dark pool's of the detectives. He edged his head slowly closer to the older man's, giving him time to stop him or even meet him half way.
When neither happened, Mikami pressed his lips to the detective's and L returned the kiss almost immediately. The kiss deepened and the room was filled with gasps and moans of desperation, both wanting, needing, more. One of L's hands was in Mikami's messy hair, pulling him closer, while the other was slipped under his shirt and roaming around those muscles that were perfectly toned and the skin under his fingers softer than L thought possible. Mikamipulled away from the detectiveand stood up sharply. He pushed the chair across the room, pulling L out of it before he was out of reach. He pulled the detective closer to him as he backed towards the desk, pulling his lips towards his own as they met once more. When he hit the desk, he parted from L slightly so he could sit on it. Now sitting on the desk and once again, L's lips on his own, he parted his legs until L could slip through them and was standing against the desk himself. L pushed Mikami so he was lying on the desk, his legs wrapped around the detective's waist and his arms around the other's neck. L's hands went from supporting himself, to unbuttoning Mikami's shirt. Once each button was open and it hung loosely off the man's frame, L let his hands roam freely around the muscles and the others chest. He put his hands on the desk beside Mikami's head as he stared into the other's eyes, not saying a word. The silence filled with quick breathing gradually beginning to slow and deepen was broken by Mikami's panting voice.
"I know you eight weeks, and I've only dreamed for this moment since I laid my eyes on you. Ryuzaki..."
"I think maybe you should have acted sooner then, Mikami-kun!" L smiled cheekily down towards the other man, his eyes dancing with emotions he never felt before Mikami.
"Well you can't really blame me for waiting. You are the greatest detective ever! You have a bit of an air of superiority around you, you silently demand respect and I don't think you even realise it. I was afraid if I did this before I got to know you a bit, you'd push me away."
"I think if that's your level of intelligence, I'll have to reconsider my choice as my first successor."
"Wait, what? I...I'm first in line?!"
"Yeah... Seeing as it's your birthday in a couple of weeks I was going to tell you as a birthday surprise. But I guess I'm not doing that now." The smile on L's face dropped when he saw Mikami looking away from him, his eyes troubled. "What's wrong?"
"I can't do it."
"Do what??"
"Be your successor. I can't and won't do it."
"Mikami..."
"No Ryuzaki, let me finish! I'm not refusing because I don't want to take the position, because I am honoured that you think I'm on the same level of intelligence as you, but I refuse to take your place. If you die, I can't carry on doing your job for you because I wouldn't be strong enough to do it without you. I... I think I love you Ryuzaki...-Chan!"
A slight blush crept onto the detective's face at the sudden confession and he didn't reply for a few moments, the silence falling around the room. When both pairs of dark eyes, L knew what he had to say, what he needed to say.
"I...I think I love you too!" L bent his head towards the others with a new twinkle in his eyes and an unknown happiness in his heart. Their lips met once again to fight in a battle with their tongues, a battle involving licking, sucking, biting and moaning. The pair remained oblivious to the knock on the door and didn't notice when the door opened to reveal two men in the doorway, shocked to silence by the scene on the desk. They backed out of the room silently, shaking their heads at the two loved up teens.
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L pushed the door open quietly, the three eager boys behind him trying their best to be silent. He slipped into the room and the young teens followed him. They crept into the middle of the room and when L raised his finger, all three boys charged at the bed and started jumping on Mikami shouting "Happy birthday sleepy head."
L chuckled at the sight of his lover being attacked by a group of fifteen years olds before continuing to throw them off himself and dumping them on the floor. He looked over to where L was standing, rubbing the back of his head. "New alarm clock?"
"Well I thought it was a more appealing wake up then me..." L paused mid-sentence and looked towards the young teens and decided not to finish that sentence. "Me throwing water over you" L smiled widely at the four odd looks he received, each mirroring the others.
"Yes I suppose... But do I get no lye in because it's my birthday?"
"It's already eleven a.m."
"Not much of a lie in there, L" Mikami grumbled as he threw back the covers and slipped out of the warmth of his bed. He told the teens to leave and once they had, he pressed L against the door and brought their lips together. He pulled the shirt over the detectives head and pressed their bare chests together, the heat between them building. He pulled the detective closer, who wrapped his legs around his waist and put his hands on the older man's thighs to keep him up. L wrapped his arms around the other's neck as the kiss deepened and became more rough, but at the feel of the hand, Mikami pulled away from the door and walked towards the bed, L still wrapped around himself. He lowered them onto the bed quickly and both crawled beneath the sheets, unable to hold back any longer.
When Mikami's head finally re-emerged, his face was red, his breathing heavy and his body hot and sticky and a thought fresh in his mind that the sheets now needed to be cleaned. He lay awake beside the sleeping detective, stroking his hair and delighting at the way he responded, hoping they remembered to lock the door.
L opened his eyes slowly, the light burning his eyes and a pain in his lower back that seemed to ache terribly. When he could bear to keep his eyes opened he fell into the dark orbs that were Mikami's eyes, the light no longer affecting him. He turned his eyes to Mikami's face as a whole, eyeing the detail and marvelling in its perfection. He listened to the sound of Mikami's soft, whispering voice, his own tone matching the younger man's.
"Hey L..."
"Yes?"
"Marry me."
"Marry you?"
"Yeah. I don't expect an answer right away, but please consider it. Make me the happiest man on earth!"
"I will, Mikami-chan. I love you!" L's eyes shone brighter than ever before as he brought his lips to Mikami's, the kiss short but passionate.
"Wow... I'm marrying the best two detectives in the world! Ryuzaki-chan..." Mikami's voice lost the playful tone it had used most of the morning and it turned deadly serious.
"What is it Mikami-chan?"
"Please don't leave me." Mikami looked away from L while saying it and when their eyes finally met Mikami's eyes were swimming with tears that wanted to fall, but he would not let them. L reached up and put his hands on both of Mikami's cheeks, making sure he couldn't look away.
"I will never leave you.... As long as you do not betray me."
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L was searching through files frantically, looking for one in particular. He had sheets thrown all over his office; on the floor, covering every inch of his desk and had even moved onto the walls. He was still searching when a figure walked into the room.
"Ryuzaki-chan... What the hell happened in here?"
L stopped his search and turned to Mikami, his eyes were those of a madman. "I'm working Mikami what is it?!" L almost barked the words at his fiancée and this stunned the man.
"Well I was going to ask did you want to go out or something but clearly you're busy!"
"Mikami there is a murderer running loose out there and he is a dam psycho! He's daring me to catch him, leaving me messages over and over again!!"
"Messages..."
"Yes messages! Things written on the wall and also this small doll-like thing across from the door.... It's the same thing each time only the messages changes!"
"Let me help you..."
"NO! You have your own work to be doing. I will catch this guy Mikami, even if it's the last thing I do."
"Dammit L what's wrong with you?! I've helped you with cases before so why not let me help with this one?"
"Because last time you didn't have your own cases to solve!"
"No tell me the real reason! It's because you gained yet another identity isn't it?! It's because you somehow got even more clever and became Eraldo Coil!! It's because you're so much better than me!!"
"No it's because I think I know who the dam killer is!! My agent is walking around with him, even though she knows about him! It's because she won't make a move until there is complete evidence against him!! It's because he's like me!!"
L was shouting now and Mikami was trying his best not to shout back, even through his confusion. "How is a psychotic killer like you? You don't make justice, you are justice! And if your agent won't act against him, send someone else in!"
"I can't send someone else because she'll think I don't trust her." L sighed before continuing, looking away from Mikami. "Whammy's orphanage for gifted children, a place for them to grow up and use the best of their abilities and some day they hope to surpass me. But what happens when one child decides to surpass me, he has to be me. What happens if he looks like me, walks like me and even acts like me? What happens when I barely acknowledge him? I'll tell you what happens, he snaps. He leaves the orphanage and decides instead of surpassing me by putting away criminals, he becomes one and tries to make an unsolvable case."
"Ryuzaki... Who are you talking about??"
"Beyond Birthday. He left about six months ago and already he has become an unimaginable evil. I have solved all his cases but just when he's about to be arrested, he disappears. I can't go arrest him myself because that's what he would want and he would think he won."
"So catch him and let him think he's won!"
"No! He must know he didn't and can't win. I will arrest him and I will win!"
"So what about me?!"
"What about you Mikami?? You do not belong to this case."
"Well since you started being three detectives you've barely even looked at me! Ryuzaki... we're getting married in three weeks..."
"Three weeks is a very long time."
"No it's not! Ryuzaki please..." Mikami walked over to the detective who had returned to his search and took his hand, pulling him away from the work and towards himself. "Ryuzaki... I love you, but I don't think I can keep doing this..."
"Do what?"
"This... us..."
"Mikami I don't need this now!"
"There you go again! You're pushing me off so you can work! Dammit Ryuzaki don't you love me anymore?!"
"I never once gave you reason to doubt my love for you. Yeah, I work a lot, yeah I care about my work. But do you know why? It's so I can keep people safe! I know for a fact that if Beyond keeps going, he will come to Whammy's. He will come here and kill everyone he see's! He will do it before he makes a fool out of me and when he does, he will have won! Do you want that?!"
"Of course I don't want that but that doesn't mean you have to push me away! When was the last time you came to bed?! When was the last time you even slept?!"
"I do not need to sleep when it comes to catching B!"
"Do you even care about me now?! At this moment are you even thinking how I feel?"
"I don't need to... I know."
"Then why don't you care?!"
"I never said I didn't..."
"Well you sure as hell don't seem to care!"
"Going out with me has it's disadvantages!"
"I can't believe you L..." Mikami turned to walk away, but L pulled him back before he had the chance.
"You say I don't care about you, but what about me?!"
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"I mean you say I don't look at you, but anytime you look at me do you see the look in your eyes?! You're looking down on me as I work. When we're together you always have to bring my work into the matter of our relationship! You don't even say my name!!"
"You told me not to!"
"I told you not to in public! You are the only one I told to call me by it! But you said it once! When you asked me to marry you, you called me Ryuzaki! Anytime we speak it's either Ryuzaki or L! You don't say my name because your holding a grudge against me for having so many alias's and not spending enough time with you but surly you knew when you came into my office all those months ago that I will always have work to do!"
Mikami didn't reply, he simply took his hands away from L's and walked out the door, not once looking over his shoulder. L stayed motionless in the room, warring internally about following him and leaving him be. He stared to walk out of the room when a beep emitted from his laptop, signalling that something was just found. Sighing, L returned to his work and read carefully about the new murder victim B had killed.
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L stood on the red, velvet carpet of the altar. He was dressed in a black tux complete with a tie and shoes. He didn't have to worry about being seen in public as they were in the church on the grounds of Whammy's. He glanced from the priest, to the three boys on the altar beside him and finally towards Whammy himself.
Mikami was late.
L wasn't nervous though as Mikami was usually late for everything and even though they had fought, they made up a week previously and everything for the wedding had been finalised. Glancing towards the clock, and then wondering why there was a clock in a church, L thought back to their night before. They had gotten completely drunk with anyone of age in Whammy's and they then proceeded to have sex all over the house, without being seen. Well, not seen by any people, they seemed to have forgotten about the security cameras L had set up when he found out kids were staying with him and the cameras caught every angle in the house, except for L's quarters.
He was snapped out of his memories by a sudden breeze and the sound of the church being opened. Mikami walked in, totally drunk again and his arm was thrown around some dark haired stranger. L froze at the sight as his eyes widened and his head panicking causing his heart rate to increase rapidly.
"Sorry I'm... late... love. I was... a little busy." Mikami's words were slurred and he was grinning widely at the man beside him. Neither men were wearing suits; instead, Mikami was wearing trousers of a suit, the jacket open and revealed his toned chest and stomach while his tie was tied around his head. The man he was with was wearing a pair of extremely tight pants, revealing everything, and a simple shirt. Clearly Mikami had snuck out and went to some sort of a club; where else would he find a guy like this?
Both men stumbled towards the altar, but instead of Mikami making his way towards L, he stayed at the foot of the altar, not moving away from the stranger.
"L, this is Higuchi. Higuchi Kyosuke. He's my... boyfriend!"
L didn't know how to respond. He couldn't speak, he couldn't move. He heard the gasps sounding around the room, he saw Mello running from behind him and throwing himself at Mikami, he felt the tear rolling down his cheek, but yet he couldn't believe any of it was real. The pain that was clenching at his heart was too much to bear, yet he couldn't move or make it go away.
He looked down at Mello and Matt who were viciously attacking Mikami and Higuchi while some of the guests tried to separate them all. Whammy walked from his spot in the crowd towards the man who was like a son to him, and pulled him into his arms. After a few minutes, Whammy pulled back to look down towards the young man who looked back up at him, the pain evident in his eyes. L pulled away from Whammy completely before walking away towards Mikami.
He tried to speak a few times, but couldn't find his voice. When he eventually could form the words in this throat, his voice portrayed the pain he felt.
"Is this the birthday surprise you promised me?!" The tears were flowing steadily as he talked, his voice choked and his stature shaky.
"What ya mean love? Birthday surprise?"
L stared at the man being held in front of him, only wanting to end both of their lives. "I told you for your birthday, I was going to tell you about you being my successor. You told me for my birthday, we would get married. So what the hell is this?!" L was standing right in front of Mikami now, his breath mixing with Mikami's as they stood, each daring the other to start a fight.
"This, is how I kept myself entertained while you were working. This, L, is where I found love when you weren't giving it to me. This L, is my way of telling you it's over." Mikami pushed his head forward, closing the short gap between their lips. L pushed him back weakly, drained of the remaining energy and strength he had left. He could only watch as Mello, Matt, Near and some other people threw the two drunks out of the church, hitting them on the way out. He could only watch as Whammy picked him up and carried him away, like he had done so many times when he was a child, only this pain couldn't be soothed by ice cream and a band aid.
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AN: And there it is... This chapter came out a LOT longer than I had originally anticipated... And who knew Whammy was that strong?? xD
Just a side note because I find the times a little confusing myself, L was 18 when he met Mikami and at the wedding it was his 19th birthday... Which makes that a very sad day D=
I'm quite happy with the way it turned out, but I think the start or the way I separated it may confuse people... If it does I apologise and feel free to ask questions! Reviews are muchly appreciated! ^^ Er, should I increase the rating a bit?? xD
Until next time!