Sucker Love By StraightMeQueer
How is Mello doing after his accident ? You'll find out...
Chapter Two
"This will no longer be tolerated, Mihael" Klaus Keehl stated firmly to his son. "Do we have an understanding ?"
Towards his son's persistent muteness, Klaus decided to adopt a more friendly approach.
He sat down on the other end of the bed, trying not to impose too much on the blond's personal space.
Klaus admired his boy for a few seconds, while the later pretended to read.
His child was no longer a boy.
He had turned into a really fine man. He did brilliantly on his entrance exam and did meet with every expectation he had for him.
He now was studying literature and philosophy just like his father and grandfather did. Not only that but also in England's best university.
Mihael was meticulously following his steps. But it was not what Mihael wanted.
Since he was a child, Mihael had only one dream : becoming a successful detective. Klaus knew that his son had joined L, the best detective in the world, or so It was said.
He feared that his son would drop out of University to peruse his own dream.
But since Mihael continued to attend classes and finished his first year with high colors,
Klaus had decided to play dumb and let his son do as he pleases, as long as he can handle both his studies and detective training.
Until two weeks ago. When Klaus paid his son a visit only to find him missing and then receive a call from a hospital asking him for immediate blood transfusion.
The doctors only released him this morning from the clinic and ordered him to rest for an other week.
But here was his obstinate child, surrounded by piles of book, trying to catch up for the classes he'd missed.
Klaus pondered his words before speaking again.
"Mihael, You have to understand." His voice went softer now "You're all what's left for me in this world. I can't let you put your life at risk no matter the cause"
Mello finally looked up at him "Is that so, father ?" He said with a smirk "Then I should cast aside all I've learned from those philosophers you love and respect so much."
"That's not what I'm saying, Mihael"
"Yes, it is ! Isn't Justice a worthy enough cause for me to fight for ? Or should my life be spared so that you can still brag about your so all knowledgeable and brilliant son?
Haven't you received enough praise for your works and books. Haven't you already been acknowledged as one of the best writers and critics of the last century ?"
Klaus shook his head perplexedly. "It's not about me, Mihael ! It's about you !" He concurred bitterly.
"Right. It is about me, my life, my future. So please let me decide for myself and live my life my own way" Mihael retorted.
"I'm not giving up on philosophy because I do love my studies, no matter what you think.
But I'm certainly not given up on my dream either. So please don't force me to chose, because you already know what my answer would be"
"It's okay Mihael." Klaus sighed inwardly "I'll trust you on this one. You've chosen to live alone in this foreign country and pursue two roads at once.
So be it ! Just make sure that the next time I come, I won't have to visit your grave Mihael."
Mello rolled his eyes at his father's exaggeration. "I promise, dad"
"I can promise you that too Herr Klaus" L said coming in, with a huge chocolate cake in one hand and two spoons in the other.
"I know you can't make that promise, L" Klaus admitted as he watched the black haired man crouch down on the bed right next to his son, then put the dish on a small pile of books and offer him a spoon, his other hand already cutting himself a generous amount of it. L then lifted the spoon to his already open mouth, but paused in the last second as he noticed that Mello has put his spoon down next to the dish and resumed reading.
"Doesn't Mello-kun desire to have a taste of this all-chocolate cake ?" L questioned.
"No, L. I don't feel like eating anyway" Mello answered as he fell back on the comfy pillow.
"You should force yourself, Mihael." His father advised "You've lost some weight" he noted worriedly.
"I can confirm that, Herr Klaus." L nodded.
Then to Klaus surprise, L slid his free hand under Mello black shirt lifting it up all the way, then resumed touching the pale skin up to Mello's nipples and down back to his stomach.
"Not only weight, it looked like you've also lost your sensitivity as well, Mello-kun" L noted with same blank voice "You're not quite as sensitive as you used to be."
Klaus blinked confoundedly at the scene before him. He wished to see his son's expression at that exact moment, but the damn book was hiding his face.
Soon enough, L's hand pushed the book down on Mello's chest.
Mello was trying hard to put a blank expression on, his face but his father could easily see that his son was intrigued.
L reached his lips down to Mello's before pausing and moving up to his ear "Enough reading !" he ordered taking the book away from Mello's hands.
"Now, up !" he ordered again. Klaus dumbstruck watched his son obey and immediately rise up.
"Now, open your mouth" L dictated while moving the spoon to the blond's mouth.
"and take it" he concluded pushing the cake into it, with one swift movement.
Mello glared daggers at his mentor while shewing.
L eyed him with a satisfied look.
When the blond finally swallowed, L asked "How does it taste, Mello-kun ?"
"Delicious." Mello muttered, his voice stung.
"Good. Then, you should eat it." L stated to the nonmoving blond. "Or does Mello-kun wish for me to feed it to him ?"
"I think I'll manage on my own, L" Mello snapped at him before moving back to the cake and eating reluctantly.
"Herr Klaus" L started, looking again at the blond man. "You don't have to worry anymore. I'll take care of him."
Klaus was too perplexed for words. He simply grabbed his coat and headed for the door. "Well, I'll leave it up to you, L. See you in a month, Mihael."
As soon as the door closed, Mello put the spoon down and turned back to L who was laying on the bed next to him, apparently deeply reading the book he took over from him earlier.
"What the Hell you think you're doing ?" Mello asked impatiently.
"Reading a book." L said airily, turning a page.
Mello crawled up next to him and threw the book aside with a fisted hand.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about, L"
To this expected attack, L rose up that he now was lying on his elbows.
"You were sulking like a child." he calmly stated "I just felt like teasing you, Mello-kun" He added, putting on a small pout.
Mello smiled down at him, his anger fading away. He slid one leg over L's body so that his knees were on each side of L's hips.
"Teasing me, huh ?" he repeated with a smirk, as he slowly took the older man's shirt off. L complied lifting his back slightly.
Then Mello lent back down and crashed their lips in a long passionate kiss, until they were both out of breath.
Mello continued to suck on the tender skin on L's neck making the older man moan lightly.
"Next time" Mello whispered between kisses "Don't tease me so much because" he moved down to strip L's baggy jeans.
"I might take you right there, right then. No matter who's watching"
"Is that so, Mello-kun ?" L asked his face lightly flushed.
"Yeah" Mello answered before diving his tongue in for an other wild kiss, but after a few seconds L was kissing him back with even more passion and strength.
Mello lost control to the older man who rolled him into his back so L was now on top.
"I can see that you grew needier during the last two weeks, Mello-kun" L said while taking Mello's shirt off. "Well then, I shall service you until you're pleased"
L added, as he moved down to remove the leather pants.
Not missing the beat, Mello used the opportunity to push L back, so that they were in their previous position.
L eyed him with what Mello presumed was discontent.
Even though his lower half was begging him to do it already, Mello opted against it and asked "What ?"
"I'm afraid it won't work out this way, Mello-kun" L stated matter-of-factly.
"Why is that ?" Mello protested "It's not as if it's the first time we do it this way."
L pushed Mello's body aside.
"That is correct." L said rising from the bed and buttoning his jeans up. "But Mello-kun is not topping me, until he regains all the weight he'd lost"
Mello shot him a 'you-must-be-fucking-kidding-me' look.
L disregarded it and grabbed his discarded shirt. Mello decided to give up and returned to the chocolate cake devouring it like there is no tomorrow.
After putting his shirt back on, L kept his gaze on Mello for a long moment.
Mello tried to ignore him and his annoying staring, but it was slowly getting on his last nerve him. He finally looked back at L "What now ?"
L continued his staring for a few more seconds, a thumb risen to his lips. "Restrain. " He uttered bitting on a nail.
Now, it was Mello's turn to stare.
Restrain ? WTF ?
"I didn't know you had it in you." L commented as he exited the room.
A/N: I know that some of you are like WTF ? Mello X L ?
Well, I love that pairing and it fits with the starting of this story.
But don't worry it won't go on any further than this.