L (also known as: Ryuzaki)
I didn't move an inch as Light's fingers ran through my hair. I kept my breathing even, and my heartbeat calm. I wondered if he was going to kill me, if he was going to drain my blood like he'd done many times. How was I sure he had? He was a vampire. I did know a thing or two about vampires, and they sucked blood from humans. When I started thinking about it, everything set in place in my mind.
Light disappears, and Kira strikes, leaving only bloody graffiti and a lifeless body. The bodies are utterly fine, except for the loss of blood. Light walks into the bar, minutes after a police raid where many well known criminals were attending. Vampire's had superhuman abilities, one of them being inhuman speed, also explaining how Light got to the bar I was stationed at so fast. Light runs away from his father, saying it would be better for him. Light wanted to be a police officer like his father, hence, Kira only killing criminals…
Compiling this data, over and over in my head, I came to the conclusion. There was a 93.2 percent chance that Light Yagami, a vampire, was Kira, a murderer. The thought made me sick. I was lying in bed with a mass murderer, chained to him, and he hadn't killed me. I wondered why.
Light continued to brush through my hair with his fingers; it felt nice, regardless of the angry thoughts circling my head. I wanted to feel safe with this could-be-friend. I mulled it over, trying to stay awake, longing to keep feeling Light's gentle fingers arranging locks of my hair.
I didn't remember falling asleep, but I did remember waking up. I lied perfectly still and tried to asses my position. I was alive, thankfully, and I didn't feel any pain as of yet. I felt a weight on my head and guessed it to still be Light's hand. My head felt as though it wasn't resting on the mattress anymore, and until I opened my eyes, I couldn't be sure. I was aware of the cool metal from the handcuff on my left wrist, and my other hand was grasping some sort of material. The smell around me was highly intoxicating, spicy and sweet. A fragrance I had never smelled before, and one I wanted to cap and put in a bottle. It made my mouth water.
"I know your awake, Ryuzaki." Light told me. I knew that he knew because vampires did not sleep. I didn't want to open my eyes just yet, though. I was too content.
"What time is it?" I asked. A hand lifted from my waist - why hadn't I noticed that before? - made the chain jiggle, and then plop back down.
"7:04am," he mumbled. I grunted back. I really didn't want to get up. I'd probably only gotten one or two hours of sleep.
"You should go back to sleep." His breath brushed my ear. How did he expect me to go to sleep now? His hand started making lazy circles on my scalp.
"Yagami-kun, why are you doing this?" I received no answer. The roughly soft fingers traveled to the nape of my neck and down the column of my spine until they reached the collar of my shirt. Then they traced the line of my backbone down. I shivered and jumped a little when those cool fingers got to the hem of my shirt and descended upwards on my bare skin. I heard Light's deep inhale whilst he made patterns on my lower back.
"You're blood smells sweet," Light enlightened me in a husky voice.
Was that supposed to be a compliment? I wondered if Light really was as hungry as he warned me last night. Was I supposed to tell him I thought he smelled good, too? I finally opened my eyes. I couldn't see him, my face was facing him, but one of his elbows was bent under my head as a pillow. His forearm was across my forehead, his wrist bent and fingers stroking my hair. His right arm, the one chained to my left, was swung over my waist. The chest right against my back was hard and cool as if I were leaning against a brick wall in the middle of winter.
I was completely comfortable lying beside a vampire that could very well be Kira. Logic, anyone?
"Are you alright, Ryuzaki?" he asked teasingly.
"I am perfectly content, Yagami-kun." I said honestly. I heard the intake of breath again, and a cold nose nuzzled my neck. "Yagami-kun?"
"Call me Light." he purred.
I flushed. "Okay…Light-kun."
He growled lightly. "I like when you say my name," I blushed harder.
"Your blood is racing, Ryuzaki. Are you nervous?"
I was, but I wasn't about to admit to such. I was not afraid of Light, or a vampire, or Kira.
"No, but Light-kun, you told Ryuk that you weren't… homosexual."
"Mmm, but your blood calls to me, Ryuzaki."
"I can't control that," I mumbled in defense.
"I wanna try a bite… Please, Ryuzaki? I won't hurt you." he begged.
I made the mistake of tilting my head back to see him, and was just in time to see his fangs elongate and head toward my neck, and feel a scrape of bone against skin.