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Everything to Save

Chapter 7 –

Light watched in fascination as Ryuzaki exited the limo while Watari and Soichiro Yagami followed a few feet behind him. The teen still couldn't believe how attractive the detective looked. Light wished that he were the one having a date with the detective, then felt disgusted that he wanted that.

'Why am I thinking like this?' Light wondered in surprise at his thoughts.

"It's amazing that Watari was able to transform Ryuzaki into a normal looking guy," Mogi said, drumming his fingers on the table before him, obviously wishing that he were somewhere else.

"He looks quite handsome," Matsuda said, his face turning red when he felt the other two men staring at him. "Well, he does! Don't you agree Light-kun?" the young man asked, as he looked over at Light.

Light watched as Ryuzaki followed the maitre de, moving effortlessly without any sign of his usual horrid posture. The teen suddenly wondered if the detective's posture, the unusual way he sat, and all his other eccentricies were an act to disguise how he really was and wondered if anybody knew the real L. The teen knew that Ryuzaki was not his real name; he wondered if anybody knew the birth name of the mysterious detective.

"What, are you into Ryuzaki, Matsuda?" Mogi teased, as the young man's face turned even redder.

"No way! I just think that he looks very nice, that's all," Matsuda explained defensely.

"As I recall, the word you used was handsome," the large detective laughed at the discomfort he caused Matsuda. He found it fun to torment the younger man.

"Mogi-san, I also agree that Ryuzaki looks very handsome tonight," Light replied, coming to Matsuda's defense, as the young man flashed a grateful smile over at him.

Mogi threw up his hands, pulling on the chain as he did so. "You both are nuts!" he sighed, shaking his head at them.

Matsuda looked up at the cameras. "It seems that Ryuzaki has arrived at his table to meet his date," the young man said excitedly.

All three men watched as Ryuzaki stopped at a table near the back of the restaurant, tucked away in a cozy, low-lit corner. A man with glasses, olive skin, and a mass of curly brown hair wearing a grey suit with black tie was waiting patiently.

"Is that the waiter? Maybe his date hasn't arrived yet," Matsuda, quipped, as he looked at the camera in confusion. He was expecting a woman to be waiting there, not a man.

Light felt his stomach clench and his face grow hot, as he watched as Ryuzaki gave the man a brilliant smile, then the two men embraced for a long moment, before pulling away. The teen thought that the man's hand had lingered on the detective's back longer than necessary.

"Ryuzaki's on a date with a guy?" Matsuda gasped, as he stared up at the scene before him.

"It sure looks that way," Light said, trying to keep the jealousy out of his voice.

Mogi glanced over at Light. "I told you that Ryuzaki was into things that a nice kid like you wouldn't be into. Besides his date looks like a nerd," he scoffed.

Light stared up at the camera. He could feel anger pulsing through his veins as he watched Ryuzaki smile and laugh at everything the man said. Ryuzaki never smiled or laughed at him like that. All the detective did was accuse him that he was Kira.

Why did Ryuzaki kiss him that night? Why did it seem that their relationship was becoming more physical? There was a definite attraction between them, but who was the man that he was looking at with such affection? Light wondered why he suddenly cared so much about Ryuzaki and how the detective really felt about him.

"I wish I knew what they were talking about. I've never seen Ryuzaki smile and laugh like this before," Matsuda replied. "It's strange to see him look so happy. Besides, Mogi I don't think his date looks like a nerd, he's rather attractive."

Mogi looked over at the younger man and laughed. "You must be into guys, Matsuda."

"No I am not! I'm was just stating my opinion, Mogi-san, so quit being narrow-minded!" Matsuda snapped, tired of the man's constant ridicule of him.

Light ignored the two men, his honey-colored eyes glued to the cameras. He also wished that they had audio so he could hear what the two men were saying, but Ryuzaki and Watarai had made sure that nobody back at headquarters could hear any of the conversation between the men.

Mogi studied Light and noticed how emotions of anger, confusion and even jealously passed over his usually stoic and calm face.

"Are you alright, Light-kun?" he asked, curiously.

Light looked over at Mogi, his face suddenly slightly bored looking. "I'm fine. Why do you ask?" the teen responded.

OOOoooOOO

L stared across the table at Julian, he hadn't changed in the four and half years since they had last seen each other. The only difference was that he now wore glasses and owned one of the finest bakeries in France, the one that Watarai ordered most of the detective's cakes and sweets from regularly.

"It's so good to see you again, Liam. I admit I was worried when Watarai contacted me to tell me that you needed to see me in person. I was afraid that something bad had happened to you," the curly-headed man replied quietly, reaching under the table to hold L's hand.

"I'm glad to see you again too, but please call me Ryuzaki." L said as he squeezed Julian's hand under the table. He knew that his old friend knew his real name was L- not Liam or Ryuzaki, but he knew the man understood the reason for the aliases.

"Well, let me tell you that you look extremely hot tonight, Ryuzaki," Julian said, and then chuckled as L blushed at his words.

"It took Watarai many hours for me to achieve this look and my back is killing me," L laughed, he so much wanted to slouch and sit in his usual fashion, "You look effortlessly handsome as always Julian."

Before Julian could respond, the waiter appeared to take their order. The men unclasped their hands from under the table and studied the menu.

"Good evening sirs, would you like to start your meal with a bottle of wine?" the waiter asked pleasantly.

"I'll take a bottle of your finest Chablis. My companion will have the sweetest alcoholic drink you have, one with lots of ice cream, whipped cream and a cherry on top." Julian responded.

The waiter raised an eyebrow at the drink order, but bowed and said "Thank you, sir. I will return shortly with your selections."

L looked over at Julian in surprise. "I appreciate you ordering me a drink, but alcohol reduces my deductive reasoning by 95 percent," he reminded his friend.

Julian laughed. "I remember. I was with you when you took drank your first beer, you almost died from the taste of it."

L frowned, "It was bitter and not sweet at all. I still think that was a rather mean trick to play on me by putting beer in a glass and telling me it was the sweetest soda that you ever drank.," the detective said, in a mock hurt tone.

"I thought that you would figure it out by the way it smelled,' Julian laughed; You should have seen your face when you took that first drink! You were so mad at me that you wouldn't talk to me for days."

"I was angry because I trusted you; besides Watari you were the only person I knew would tell me the truth." L replied softly. "And that remains so to this day."

Julian gripped L's hand under the table again, as the two locked eyes. "I'll always be here for you. If only you could have left England to go with me to France….." he said somberly.

"My cases always come first, I know that was hard for you to accept but I had and still have too many responsibilities to live a normal life," L responded seriously. "Sometimes I wish my successors were old enough to take over for me, because I'm tired of living like this."

"Do you mean you want to quit being a detective?" Julian asked in surprise.

"Sometimes I'd like to run away from it all. This case is proving especially difficult, I'm afraid of the outcome. Plus I've been doing this since I was eight years old." L replied softly.

"Ah, the burdens of being a genius. Have you told Watarai how you feel?" the curly-headed man asked.

"No, he's done so much for me. I would disappoint him greatly if I stopped being L, especially when there is no one to replace me with yet. I'm stuck being the 'world's greatest detective'," L sighed.

Suddenly, the waiter appeared with their drinks and then took their order, his eyebrows once again rising in surprise at L's order of both strawberry cake and chocolate cake, followed by an ice cream sundae to be delivered after he finished his cakes.

"These cakes are nowhere as delicious as yours, Julian," L complimented the curly-headed man.

"I always said the way to a mans heart is through his stomach," Julian joked. "That proved true with you, didn't it?"

L blushed and smiled. "Then you must have a lot of men in love with you, since you own the finest bakery in France," he responded.

"I wouldn't go that far, but I do have my fair share of admirers," Julian replied. "There is one man whom I've been seeing regularly."

"Really? Please tell me about him," L replied, as his friend smiled and began to tell the detective all about the man he was serious about.

For a moment, a flash of jealousy shot through L, but quickly passed. He had his chance with Julian years ago and let it slip away. Besides, he kept thinking about a certain auburn-haired, honey-eyed young man who he hoped was not going to be the death of him.

As they were eating their meal, L told him a bit about the Kira case, omitting any names but just describing that his suspect was an eighteen-year-old boy, and was extremely smart, charming, and handsome.

"It sounds as if you describing me," the curly-headed man joked, but suddenly felt frightened for L. If this boy was the serial killer, Kira, there was no doubt that the detective would end up dead too.

"That's why you wanted to see me again, you think you're going to die, don't you?" the curly-haired man whispered, his hand reaching out to clasp L's.

"Unless something changes within my suspect, the chance that I will lose this case is 95 percent," L replied. "But now something has changed within him."

"Do you think it's possible that you're dealing with a split personality? Maybe something or someone triggered the change that you've witnessed recently?" Julian asked.

L nodded. "Yes, at one point he was Kira but now he's changed. This time I don't think it's an act, I believe whatever made him Kira is no longer within him now, but I fear it's just a matter of time before he reverts back." the detective responded, lightly rubbing his lip with his thumb.

"He has a brilliant mind and present company excluded; he is the only one who can challenge me mentally and physically as well. We are a lot alike, I only wish…" L explained, and then trailed off.

"You only wish that he loved you like you love him." Julian replied. At L's shocked expression, he said, "It's written all over your face. I've known you too long not to notice these things. However, he's hurt you hasn't he? Just now, I noticed that your jaw is bruised and swollen. Did he do that?" he asked, then surprised L by reaching out and caressing his jaw gently, causing L to wince slightly at the pain.

"I thought so, but you let him didn't you? You wanted that reaction out of him for some reason," the curly-headed man replied as his eyes searched L's.

"I will not lie to you, Julian. I decided to test his limits to see if I could bring Kira out of hiding, but to no avail. I need absolute proof before I can bring him to justice, but I'm growing weary of this cat and mouse game, especially since I'm going to end up as the mouse," L replied hopelessly, his face somber.

"Why are you acting like you are going to lose? You haven't lost a case yet," Julian replied, looking at his friend in concern.

"I've had these dreams, Julian, dreams where he kills me, I'm just not sure of the method of which he uses to kill yet," L whispered. "How can I love someone who hates me and will kill me? It makes no sense."

"Love doesn't make sense. I found that out a long time ago," Julian replied somberly, as he motioned to their waiter for more drinks.

OOOoooOOO

Mogi had fallen asleep, having grown tired of watching Ryuzaki and his date.

Light and Matsuda still were watching though, but much to the teen's annoyance the young task force member kept up a play-by-play of Ryuzaki's date.

"Look, Light, they're holding hands on top of the table, look now they're holding hands under the table! Did you see those looks they gave each other? I wonder if they're going to kiss? I can't believe Ryuzaki is gay!" Matsuda kept chattering non-stop, until finally Light could take no more.

"Will you please be quiet, Matsuda-san! I can see for myself what Ryuzaki is doing and I do not care. I do not care if he is gay, bisexual, asexual, transsexual, or straight! So please stop with the endless chatter!" Light demanded loudly, trying to keep his temper in check, but he was failing fast.

"I'm sorry, Light-kun. I'll be quiet if that's what you want," Matsuda said, a hurt look on his face.

"Thank you, I would appreciate that because you're giving me a headache," Light responded irritably.

"Look, I think that Ryuzaki's date is ending!" Matsuda said excitedly. "They both are standing up and paying the bill."

Light looked up at Ryuzaki, who was swaying a bit. "I think Ryuzaki has had too much to drink. This should be interesting," the teen replied.

OOOoooOOO

"I'm going to miss you, Ryuzaki. Please come visit me after you solve the Kira case," Julian replied, as he embraced L and then placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

After the two men broke apart, L ran a finger down the side of Julian's face, and then reached out to grab one of the man's brown curls. "If only our lives had been normal….." L replied softly.

"I know," Julian said as his eyes locked with L's. "Don't worry about these dreams. I know I'll see you again."

"I hope so." L said, as he and Julian started for the door. The detective immediately stumbled as the curly headed man grabbed him and held him upright.

"My deductive reasoning is impaired I fear," the detective complained, slurring his words a bit.

'Yes, I think you are moderately drunk," Julian responded as he helped L out the door. Suddenly he realized Watari and another man had followed them.

"Watari? How good it is to see you again!" Julian cried, as he went to hug the old man who provided him with a home when he had lost his parents, and who was one of his best customers, spending several hundred dollars a week on sweets for L.

"It is good to see you too, my boy. Thank you agreeing to see Ryuzaki again, I wasn't sure you would after the way you two parted," the old man replied.

Julian looked at L who was already in the limo frantically removing his shoes and socks.

"I would do anything for him, if you ever need me again, please don't hesitate to call me," the young man responded. "I still love him that will never change."

OOOoooOOO

Light and Mogi sat in the living roon of headquarters both reading magazines as Watari, Light's dad and Ryuzaki returned.

Watari quickly reached into L's suit pocket to safeguard the key since his ward was not in any condition to think clearly.

Light looked over at Ryuzaki. The detective had pulled his socks and shoes off and sat down on the floor, rubbing his finger against his lip.

"Light, can you help Ryuzaki to your room? After he is settled in, call me so I can chain you two together again." Watari requested, as he unlocked Mogi from the chain.

"Finally, I think this had to be the most boring day ever!" Mogi exclaimed, so happy not to be chained to Light anymore.

Light ignored Mogi, and answered Watarai. "Sure, I'll help Ryuzaki to the room."

The teen went over to the drunken detective, hooked his arms under his shoulders, and helped him stand up. The detective looked at Light, and shrugged him off.

"I can walk, Light –kun," he said, as he stood up and the teen noticed that the detective reverted back into his usual slumped posture. The detective took a few steps and stumbled.

Light hooked his arms back under Ryuzaki's shoulders and said, "Whether you like it or not, I'm helping you to the room since you obviously drank too much on your date."

A few moments later, Light deposited Ryuzaki on the bed, and then turned away. He felt angry with the detective for some reason. He didn't want to believe it was jealously, but what else could it be?

"Light-kun is unhappy with me?" Ryuzaki asked, still slurring his words a bit.

"You told me that I was your first friend! So who the hell was that guy?" Light said, as he turned and faced Ryuzaki who was lying on the bed.

"I'm sorry, Light-kun. I meant you were my first friend this year," he replied.

Light's face grew hot and suddenly he felt like punching the detective, but knew that would raise his percentage as Kira and it really wasn't fair to hit Ryuzaki in his drunken condition.

Suddenly, Ryuzaki sat up and grabbed Light's hand. "Light-kun, could you help me undress?" he asked softly. "Please?"

To be continued-

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