Wow… I really let this go… Um… Sorry? I had stuff going on that was a tad more important. I will finish, it just may take a while. I really hope you guys will stick it out.
On another note, I'm going to try to keep each chapter in one POV, the switches seem to be happening too often. Anyways, give feedback, tell me what you think. I'm thinking of switching to third person omniscient. I'm trying it out in this chapter, tell me if you like it or if I need to stick to first person.
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L crosses the A-deck foyer, seeing Light at the landing above, he has his back to him, studying the ornate clock with it's carved figures of Honour and Glory. It softly strikes the hour as L goes up the sweeping staircase toward him. He turns, sees him, and smiles mischievously.
"So, L… Are you ready to go to a real party?"
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The third class general room is like L remembers it, crowded and alive with music, laughter, and raucous carrying on. An ad hoc band is gathered near the old upright piano, honking out lively stomping music on fiddle, accordion, tambourine, and bag pipes. People of all ages are dancing, drinking beer and wine, smoking, laughing, even brawling.
Aizawa hands L a pint of stout and he chugs it, watching Light dancing with the young girl he'd been teacing piano to, laughing at how the child stands on his feet. As the tune ends, L leans down to the little girl,
"May I cut in, miss?" he asks sweetly, already feeling the effects of the alcohol.
Light's eyes shine as he looks at L, and he notices the pout on Sayu's face.
"You're still my best girl, Sayu." he tells the child and she scampers off. L and Light face each other, L is trembling as Light takes L's right hand in his left. His other hand slides to the small of the younger mans back, it is an electrifying moment, and the two are locked in each others gaze for a time, until L speaks.
"I don't know the steps…" he whispers shakily.
"Just move with me. Don't think."
The music begins and they are off, albeit awkwardly at first. L starts to get into it, he grins at Light as he starts to het the rhythm of the steps.
"Wait… Stop for a moment." L says breathlessly, and bends down, removing his accursed socks and shoes. Sighing, he flings them to Aizawa. Grabbing Light, he plunges into the fray, dancing faster as the music speeds up. The steps are fast and both young men shine with sweat. A space opens around them, and people watch, clapping as the band plays faster and faster. They spin, laughing and looking into one another's eyes.
The tune ends in a mad rush, L and Light slow to a stop before separating in a flourish, both taking a bow and giggling. Exhilarated and rather drunk, L does a graceful ballet plover, bare feet turned out perfectly. Everyone laughs and applauds as they make their way to a table, flushed and sweaty. L grabs Matsuda's cigarette and takes a big drag, feeling cocky. Matsuda grins, holding hands with a young Swedish woman.
"How're you two doing?" Light asks, smiling.
"I don't know what she say, she don't know what I say, so we get on fine." Matsuda answers, handing them both a pint. L chugs his, showing off. Light stares, wide eyed.
"What? You think a first class boy can't drink?" L asks cockily.
Everyone is dancing again, and a man bumps into Light, who sloshes his drink all over L's satin shirt. L laughs, not caring, but the man lunges at Light. Drunk and feeling brave, L quickly flips onto his hands and kicks the man in the face, his training in capoeira finally coming in handy. The man crashes against a table and stares at L who moves forward to grasp his collar.
"You think you're a big tough man? Lets see you do that." he says, and releases him, stumbling backward, dizzy from the exertion. Light catches him as he looses his balance and turns it into a dip.
"I haven't done that in years…" L laughs, grasping Lights shoulders and leaning his head back, exposing his pale neck. Light leans down to smell him, taking in his wonderful scent.
The door to the well deck is open a few inches as Mikami watches them through the gap. He sees Light holding L, seemingly kissing his neck, and L laughing drunkenly. He closes the door and leaves to report to Aiber.
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The stars blaze overhead, so bright and clear you can see the whole Milky Way. L and Light walk along the rows of lifeboats. Still giddy from the party, they walk along, singing a popular song.
"Come Josephine in my flying machine, and it's up she goes! Up she goes! In the air she goes. Where? There she goes!" they both sing, fumbling the words and breaking down laughing. They've reached the First Class Entrance, but they don't part immediately, not wanting the evening to end. Through the doors the sounds of the ship's orchestra wafts gently. L grabs a davit and leans back, staring at the cosmos.
"Isn't it magnificent?" L asks, going to the rail and leaning against it.
"They're such small people, Light… my crowd. They think they're giants on the earth, but they're not even dust in relief to the universe. They live inside this tiny champagne bubble… and someday, the bubble's going to burst."
Light leans against the rail next to him, his hand just touching L's. it is the slightest contact imaginable, and all either one of them can feel is that square inch of skin where their hands are touching.
"You're not one of them." Light whispers, "There's been a mistake."
"A mistake?"
"Uh huh. You got mailed to the wrong address." he tells him.
"I did, didn't I?" L laughs, still looking at the sky. "Look! A shooting star!" he points suddenly.
"That was a long one." Light comments, "My father used to say that whenever you saw one, it was a soul going to heaven." Light told him, smiling at the memory.
"I like that." L says and turns to question him, "Aren't we supposed to wish on it?"
Light looks at him, and suddenly finds that they are very close together. It would be so easy to move another couple of inches, to kiss him. L seems to be thinking the same thing.
"What would you wish for?" Light asks, his breath mingling with L's and fanning across his lips. After a moment, L looks away for a second and pulls back.
"Something I can't have." he smiles sadly, "Goodnight, Light. And thank you." he leaves the rail and hurries through the First Class Entrance.
"L!" Light shouts after him and begins to follow, but the door bangs shut and he is gone. Back to his world.
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Okay, sorry about the wait. I had a pregnancy scare with a friend of mine, and it made me realise I actually do want kids, and alot of other stuff went on that was complicated, and you all probably don't really care, but there's my excuse. Leave feedback, tell me how you feel about the POV thing.
-B