So hey! i though why not continue writing and see what happens? About the storyline going fast, i just don't want to write what happens every single day seeing as i don't want it to be like they fall in love the day after they meet and so on. I'm still suffering from heart break but i decided to keep on writing the love between Harry and L since i don't want their love to be put on hold just because mine is ..
Master of death - Chapter 6
Harry had just gotten up for the day and were on his way down stairs to the shop to make himself some coffee as he prepared the cakes for the day. Seeing as it was Saturday morning he would only be opened until 15.00 and then spend the rest of the day with L. Hopefully nothing would come in the way but he wouldn't count on it, seeing as fate and he had a special relationship.
'I wonder if i should invite him for dinner today.' Harry mused as he felt a little giddy and excitement from yesterdays dinner. L had actually ordered himself some real food! He could see the slight discomfort of consuming something considered healthy for him, but he had eased into it and finished the whole meal. Harry might not have a grip on L usual food intakes, since they hasn't really been considered close for long, but he knew from what he'd been told that the detective did not often eat something non-sugary coated.
Harry sighed softly as he recalled the previous night. L had been so sweet, so caring, and Harry didn't think he had been that happy in a long time. As he putted the finished chocolate-chip cookies in the jar at the front of the display disk he noticed that there were people waiting to be let in. He smiled as he saw that his three lovely regulars were waving at him. He waved back and went to let them in and took their usual orders.
''Oh Har-kun how lovely to see you again! How are you dear?'' Akane-san asked as she, Haruka and Kaede took their usual place near the counter so they could speak to Harry as he finished with laying out his new baked good at displace.
''Always a pleasure to see you ladies, I'm fine and yourself?'' He asked politely as he finished brewing their usual camomile tea.
Akane and Haruka-san snickered at the politeness and Kaede just smiled at the charming young man. ''Were just fine, nothing unusual has happened..pity that is.'' Akane-san sighed as they were served their tea. Harry giggled softly at the disappointed look the three elders sported before he went in to the kitchen to retrieve something.
''Now, now no need to look so putout I'm sure something interesting will happen. If not you can be the first to taste my new cake. It is a blend between orange cake batter with vanilla and mint filling with a touch of coffee.'' Harry said and saw the three ladies brighten up instantly.
''Oooh! Now that is something i have to try!'' Haruka-san said excitedly with the two others nodding in a agreement. After the three had taken their own bight from the experimental cake there were silence and glances shared between the ladies, making Harry in turn nervous.
''Har-kun this.. you have out done yourself! I can never have a favourite cake when you every time have something new delightful to share with us!'' Kaede-san said.
''Now i wouldn't be surprised to see the detective himself come over to retrieve himself a piece of your cake. In fact i'm surprised he hasn't been over yet.'' Haruka-san said, making Harry blush.
''He has actually already, not to mention yesterdays dinner either.'' Harry said flushed when he heard the three ladies coo at him.
''I knew there would be something more then cake and murders for the man! No one can live only by working and eating cakes!'' Kaede-san said and the others once again nodded their heads.
Harry smiled at their excitement and decided not to comment. He went back to the counter to see that L would be arriving around 14.00 so he still had 2 hours of waiting to do. He sighed in frustration. How was he going to be able to do his work if the man was invading his mind all they. He shook his head and poured himself some more coffee before heading back to work.
_\OuO/_two hours later_\OuO/_
Harry had gotten slightly worried when L hadn't arrived, the clock said 14.25 and it wasn't like L to be late. He knew he was being unreasonable, the man must be held up at work or maybe he didn't find last night as exciting as he had.. may-... Harrys thoughts were interrupted by a cough.
''What, pray tell, are you thinking so hard on?'' A familiar voice asked and Harry felt his tensed body relax.
''L! I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up!'' Harry said as he chuckled at the offended look L suddenly sported.
''You think so little of me? I would have called if i was being held back by work or other unknown situations.'' He told Harry still sporting his frown.
''I'm sorry L, it wasn't meant to offend, really.'' Harry said and smiled as he cupped the older mans face.
''forgive me?'' He asked with his shining emerald orbs looking up innocently at L; who in turn caved immediately, even though there wasn't anything to forgive.
''Of course.'' He said as he smiled at the adorable man in front of him. Harry smiled brightly, enjoying moments like this with L.
''Now, how about i close up for the day and make us some tea?'' Harry asked and received a nod from L.
''Delicious as always.'' L complemented Harry who instantly blushed a warm pink colour, which suited him perfectly.
''Thank you, gotten any closer in the case yet?'' Harry asked as he sipped his tea.
''No, but i think it has something to do with some over natural forces..'' He said as he looked at the now slightly tense body.
''I..don't think it has anything to do with magic; well my kind of magic anyways, but i wouldn't exclude it either.'' Harry said and shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
''You know something.'' L stated and Harry nodded but still didn't speak. After a few minutes with silence and finishing of their tea, Harry still hadn't said anything and looked to be deep in thought.
L was just about to ask when he saw a very familiar face showed up and Harry seemed to notice it too.
''It's okay, he won't come in; if he do ill take care of it.'' L said reassuringly.
''He doesn't get it does he? I thought you said he were smart?'' Harry asked as he though of what a pshyco Light-kun really was.
''I must admit.. it shocks me to see his actions being so... sloppy.'' L said.
''Hmm.'' Was Harrys only response as he looked out the window.
''Harry, whats bothering you?'' L asked, feeling slightly concerned. He didn't look sick but he was acting strangely since the previous conversation; only minutes earlier.
''It's just.. nothing.. i think you should go home for today L..'' Harry said as he rose from his seat. It wasn't that he didn't trust L with his secret but.. how do you tell someone your the master of death? He didn't even know if it was some sort of death magic Light had gotten his hands on and he still didn't know if he could contact death himself. He had to look into it before telling L. He didn't want to lose L after reviling even more of what a freak he is and then be wrong.
''Harr-'' L was cut of with a Harry turning around looking hopeless and sad while saying:
''I need to be alone L... I'll call you later.'' L only nodded and left the shop.
Was it something i did? L thought for himself. He was obviously bothered by something he knew.. why not just say it? Was L so un trust worthy? He didn't think Harry thought so no, not after revealing his life in the wizard community. Then what was it? Was he scared by Light-kun aka Kiras sudden visitation.
''damn it.'' L breathed out as he walked down the street; hoping Harry would soon call.
Harry felt awful for sending away his friend; his heart hurt every time he recalled that confused, concerned, hurt look he had been given for not giving away his reason. But Harry knew he had to find out how to call death without any disturbances..since he had still to figure out how to do it. He had just gotten out of the shower and was currently dressing himself in some black sweat-pants and a oversized white shirt and pulled his hair in a messy bun. Now to continue with the reason for sending away L.
''Death i wish to speak with you.'' Harry tried with a voice filled with authority. Silence was what he was met with. He sighed as he slipped on to his couch 'of course it couldn't be that easy' he thought.
''You called master.'' Said a voice that sent chills down his back. He turned around to find a quiet good looking, middle aged man who didn't look as the man who'd merged the hollows in to his body.
''Death? wha- how-..'' Was all he was able to say before being interrupted with laughter.
''Master, no need to be so formal; call me Henry.'' Said the handsome man before him.
''How come you look so... different?'' Harry asked as he continued to examine the man. Once again he was met with a low chuckle.
''I didn't think you would appreciate my original form, seeing as it brought you discomfort as soon as i arrived so i changed in to the last man i brought to the other side.'' Death, now Henry, answered as he smirked at his master who blushed.
''Well, thank you i guess..?'' Harry answered confused.
''No worries, now to the point of my visit; why'd you call for me?'' He said as he took the seat in front of his master.
''I need.. information..'' Harry started as he fumbled with the end of his shirt.
''Do you happen to now about this man called Kira?'' Harry asked and Henrys face dropped the smirk he'd been sporting.
''Yes, he in fact happen to have found one of my Shirigamis death notes.. foolish Ryuk dropped it once again..'' Henry said and chuckled once again at the confused look his master sported.
''Shirigamis? Death notes?'' Harry asked for clarification.
''Shirigamis, death gods you could say. My own creation to lessen work, they all receive a death note which in turn is used to take a individuals life. There is a bunch of rules which like for example:
The human whose name is written in this note shall die.
This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.
If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person's name, it will happen.
If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack.
After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.
There is also more to it but this is the cause of all the deaths from this person Kira..'' Henry ended and the look he received from his master was a bemused one.
''You utter fool! Do you understand that if this got out in public the consequences will be sever! Muggles don't even know about magic and the magic community itself has no idea of this, this master of death nonsense! We could be exposed just 'cause you were lazy!'' Harry shouted in anger.
''Now now master, i am aware of the death notes locations at all times, this however doesn't mean i can do anything about it. When a death note touches earth it can not leave it, however if you dear master were to return it to me i could dispose it.'' Henry ended.
''You mean give it to another Shinigami to drop it again.'' Harry mumbled with his head on his hands. Death only chuckled knowing it would certainly happen.
''Hey now, this is the first times in years one of my Shinigamis hasn't been able to dispose it on its own but instead used the human for his own entertainment. Ryuk will be severely punished for his lack of action the second he puts his foot back in hell.'' Death promised.
''Well that doesn't give the victims their life's back does it?'' Harry sighed. This was one hell of a game he didn't want to be part of but being fates bitch didn't help.
''No, no of course not. I can't do anything to help more then giving information. You, dear master; have to take that handsome detective of yours and get a hold of the death note. You can of course see Ryuk, he is usually in the company of young Yagami so don't be to startled; none of my Shimigamis knows of you so be careful and use the knowledge to your advantage.'' Henry ended and stood up. Harry blushed at the 'handsome detective' part but fell into deep thought soon after.
''You should tell him Harry, he will not betray you; you know this.'' Henry said as he held up his masters chin to look him in the eyes as he spoke.
Harry nodded and watched Death disappear with a 'pop'. Harry wasn't afraid of Kira because he knew he wasn't a threat to him, not really; As the master of death he couldn't really die at-least not without having his heart away from his body, but the possibility of that happening was slim.
Harry looked at the clock on the wall; noticing that it was already around dinner time. He thought about calling L; to invite him to dinner, but seeing as he had already sent him away once; he didn't think L would be up for it, Harry was also very tired and decided to eat left overs to day and go to bed; hoping that a good night sleep would clear his mind.
_One Week Later_
Harry was beginning to get frustrated. He had called L all week, only to be put on voice mail. Was he really that mad at him for asking him to leave? Had the detective finally realised the shop owners freakishness? Harry had been going over different scenarios in his head for the past couple of days and all of them had ended with L leaving. Why did it hurt you may wonder? It was because Harry had finally gotten around to admit for himself that he had deep feelings for the detective.
He was confused though, after all the hurt and betrayal; neglect and abuse, he couldn't really be sure if it was love that he was feeling. But the fluttering heart beats he gets while thinking of said man or the pain when being ignored made him realise that he indeed was in love with him.
But this also scared him; what if it forever would be one-sided? And his immortality was also a part of his problem with coping with the new information. Harry sighed a hopeless sigh and decided to try and call L one more time and this time leave a message on his voice mail if the man didn't answer.
''Hello, the owner of this number can not answer your call right now. Please leave a message after the tone...-piiiiip-''
''Hello L.. it's me Harry... i know i been calling a lot over the week but i actually have another reason behind it other then wanting to speak with you and apologise for last time.. I understand if you're mad at me but this is rather important .. so if you could call me when your free i would appreciate it.. well goodbye.'' Harry ended and felt like a fool. He sighed once again and went down to the shop, not to open it; seeing as he was to frustrated and sad to greet any customers, but to clean a little.
L hadn't actually known Harry had been calling all week, he had been so coped up with work that he had neglected the out-side world and kept up his research. The reason he had been working so franticly was because of the last meeting with Harry. After their conversation, and the notion of Light-kuns presence at the shop had somehow bothered him and that hadn't sat right with L at all. He wanted the cheer free expression and lovely giggle that made L's whole body warm. He didn't want to see his love sad and lost. wait, love?... Yes, it was indeed a foreign emotion but it was a emotion he connected to Harry, his Harry.
Now about the phone calls. He had been worried all week seeing as his mobile phone hadn't been called once by Harry, so he thought Harry just needed some space; which he reluctantly gave. But of course, now it was clear that Harry thought L had taken to Harrys request badly so he was calling the manor phone instead of his private phone to seem less rude.
L decided that he, instead of calling, would take a walk to meet his favourite honey in person. L snickered at himself for attempting pet names; seeing as mostly found them degrading, but he could freely say that he enjoyed it, seeing as if he could help it; he would be the only one with that privilege.
Harry felt like crying when he saw the handsome face of L outside the shop window waving with a apologetic grimace on his face. Harry rushed to unlock the door and threw himself at L; rambling on with apologises. L hugged back, feeling flattered and happy.
''No need to apologise, i wasn't ignoring you; i was caught up with work and didn't check the manor phone. I was actually waiting for a call on my privet.'' L said as he reluctantly let go of the smaller body.
Harrys cheek flushed, but he smiled none the less and lead L in to the shop.
''Now you said you had something important to talk to me about right?'' L said and saw how Harry gripped the ends of his shirt while biting his bottom lip.
'adorable' L thought as he continued watching Harry with a smile of fondness.
''...I didn't exactly tell you everything about myself.. you see at the final battle... i sort of died..'' Harry started, but didn't look up; instead continued on.
''I was sent back to continue on with the battle instead of parting with my friends.'' L didn't like what he was hearing, Harry had died? but he had also survived; L knew their must be worst to come seeing as a tear slipped down Harrys cheek.
''After Voldemort was defeated i thought i could go on with life as usual but.. but i was so tired of fighting. The first second i was joining in celebration while the next i was pushed inside the headmasters office and cursed; i thought i would die, that the pain would finally be so great; it would send me to the other side but alas my hopes where in wain.''
L looked disturbed at the knew.. did Harry really want to die?
''I know what your thinking L and no i do not want to die anymore, at the time i didn't really have anything to lose so when death finally arrived i was relived and greeted him with a smile. That i regret ever since..'' Harry said and didn't object when L pulled him up on his lap.
''With a smile? He let you survive? I think any human being would be grateful for being granted death; to be put out of misery.'' L answered. Sure he was grateful to death for spearing his loves life even though they hadn't known each others then but still wasn't that obvious?
Harry snickered at L's logic and in truth; he had thought the same.
''Yeah but they also weren't carrying around the deathly hallows at the time. Death also mentioned that normal victims of torture hadn't sacrificed as much as me, also hadn't been through as shitty life as me.'' Harry said and sighed again.
''But that isn't the point i'm trying to make.'' Harry said and turned around to face the detective.
''L.. i am the master of death.''
SO! I was so frustrated while writing this chapter, personally the best chapter was the last one. I feel like i may have cleared up some shit and also, just to be safe, dumbledore is indeed alive. DUN DUN DUUUUN! but he is also meany-peany-poo!
I also thought i should tell you that i have been struggling all saturday to finish it SO BE GRATEFUL!
please review and tell me what would you like to see in the next chapter?
xoxo, L.B