Raito stared at L, dumbfounded. His usually clear mind short-circuited, trying to process the information if had just received. Somehow, this was more shocking than finding out L's true nature, more shocking than the notion he'd have to spend an eternity donating blood to the detective. He gulped, looking down at L's face, mouth slightly open.
"Oh. It's too soon, isn't it? I was just thinking that... I don't know what I was thinking... Well..." L made to get up, but was stopped by Raito's hands on his shoulders.
"You get up now, and you won't be getting any for a very long time." Raito said quietly, with a small smile. "Of course, I'll marry you, you idiot."
L broke out into a grin. He gently took Raito's hand and placed the ring on it, kissing the slender finger where now, a golden band with a small diamond rested.
He got up and placed a chaste kiss on his fiancé's lips. Raito whined in indignation. L, chuckling, moved closer, kissing his properly, caressing the side of his face.
"So, shall we go home?" He asked, gesturing to the jet.
"Home?" Raito raised an eyebrow. "Sounds nice."
L took Raito's hand gently and led him towards the jet. They both saw Watari smiling gently at them when they passed and nodded in acknowledgment. L pushed Raito slightly in front of himself, leading him into the cabin.
Raito didn't gasp or gape at the grandeur of the plane's interior, after all it is to be expected. It had L written all over it. Minimalistic, cold, but in reality - really cozy. L led him to a small white sofa and pushed him down, sitting right next to him.
"So... Home. Where's that exactly?" Raito asked, realization dawning on him that he didn't even know where they were headed.
"Great Britain. England, to be exact."
"England, huh? No wonder you're such a little pansy."
That earned Ratio a sharp jab under the ribs.
"So tell me, where will we live? Is there anyone else there?" Raito just couldn't get enough off all these small new things he found out about the detective. After all, they were in a relationship, and Raito's biggest success was finding out L's name.
"All in due time, Raito-kun." L said monotonously, imitating his old demeanor. Just then Raito realized how much they both changed. L became more open, more human, and Raito lost some (though not all) of his pompous pride and egoism. The thought made him smile. I guess this is a good thing...
"It is." L confirmed, looking straight at Raito. The latter was momentarily captivated by the grey eyes with huge pupils - a familiarity with the old L that Raito found endearing.
Raito nodded, cupping his lover's face and placing a soft peck on his lips.
"It is." He agreed, putting his head on L's shoulder.
***
Raito and L stepped out of the limousine and onto the property. The ride from the airport was quite enjoyable, considering L tried to molest Raito every time he got an opportunity.
The house, no, the mansion that stood in front of them was one Raito had only seen on TV. It was made of stone and wood, and Raito would have called it a cottage because of its design, except that there was never a cottage of this size. It had the size of the Buckingham Palace and the design of a cozy mountain chalet. L led him through the grounds, down the pathway, which was lined with neatly trimmed shrubs.
They stopped in front of the door and L silently gave Raito a key on a small keychain that had a gothic 'L' on it. Raito smiled softly and slipped the key into the lock.
The door clicked open.
Well. L was certainly L. The interior of the house was just as grand as the exterior, only that Raito immediately felt the coziness of a home. The wooden polished floors, covered with sheep skins and rugs, were a beautiful mahogany, the tapestry was a creamy white.
L pulled his Mate into the house impatiently. Raito stretched out his hand to give L the key back, but the latter shook his head:
"It's your home now, too."
***
They were stretched on a big skin rug in front of the enormous fireplace in the living room. Raito was lying on his back, and L - on his side, looking at his fiance. They had uncorked a bottle of champagne and were sipping it from beautiful glasses. Raito felt like he was in a dream. Everything felt so right and so perfect, he was afraid that it would all slip away from him.
"Love?"
Raito turned his head to look at the man he loved. He couldn't understand how all this could've happened in just a week. Just a few days ago he was a mass-murderer, ready to do anything to preserve his secret, and now... He was an immortal Mate of an equally immortal vampire and his soon-to-be husband. And he didn't care about criminals, or justice... For the time being.
"You seem so deep in thought, Raito."
"I'm afraid to wake up." The human confessed.
L let out a beautiful velvet laugh.
"Don't be. We're together for good."
He bent down to kiss Raito on the lips. His Mate gave into the kiss immediately, moaning. No matter how chaste, L's touches turned them on instantly.
"So," L pulled back, licking his lips. Raito took a small sip from the glass he was holding."Want to go meet my kids?"
Raito spit out the champagne, looking up at L in shock.
***
"L... What if they don't like me?" Raito fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. It had taken some time for L to explain to him that those kids he was talking about were the orphans that lived at Wammy's.
"Relax, Raito-kun," L said playfully. "They're my successors. Of course they will like you."
And he opened the door.
Author's Notes: What d'ya think?)
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