Well, I'm writing this while on the way to MTAC! Middle Tennessee Anime Convention! Whoo. If anyone else is going, I'll be the person dressed up as Naruto pulling an L around. Yeah. I tried to get my friend to do Sasuke but she had her heart set on L. This should be interesting…
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L watched intently as Light leaned closer into his computer screen. He hadn't seemed too please with L's idea to cuff the two together. The eighteen year old sat with an irritated expression as he read over the files appearing on the screen. Clever Light, appear interested in the files on Kira. Yes, it may fool Aizawa and the others, but I know your true identity. And this is why I love you. Damn. L thoughtfully chewed on his thumb.
"Ryuzaki?" Kira turned to gaze into L's dark, black eyes. He wore a soft smile on his lips. "How do you feel about to going out for lunch?" L blinked.
"I thought Light wasn't speaking to me."
"I apologize, I shouldn't be so rude to you. You're only doing your job, right? I mean, if I was in your place I would probably do the same thing." His genuine smile was replaced with a faux grin. L's heart thumped painfully in his chest. His stomach always turned with Light smiled at him like that. Why does my stomach feel as if butterflies are having a civil war inside of me? I only feel that way when he has that certain look. Maybe it's because I am the only one who can see through the mask he wears constantly? At night, Light always appears real, there isn't a false thing about him…he acts like himself. That's the Light I love. Not Kira, but Light Yagami. Right? "Ryuzaki, you have been staring at me for the past five minutes. Do you not want to go eat? We could go somewhere that has your favorite desserts."
"Sure, as long as whatever dining establishment we do go to has strawberry short cake, and dango." L span his chair around to face the large, blank screen in front of him. "I assume you are about to ask if we can return to the bedroom for you to change?" L chuckled inwardly as Light's eyes narrowed.
"I have healthy personal hygiene habits, unlike you." L shrugged but slightly gasped and Light leapt to his feet and began to storm up the stairs, pulling the crouched detective off his chair. "Which I hope to change, for you."
"I despise tiny spaces, such as showers and bath tubs. I only wash myself when necessary." L muttered as Light drug him up the stairs.
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"You are not wearing that. Your shirt is stained with chocolate and...what is that," Light paused, struggling to find the right word for the mysterious pinkish stains. "maybe cake? Jesus, L, you had strawberry cake four days ago. Do you really not change your shirt? I thought Aizawa was joking." Light sighed and placed his face in his hands. "First, we will put you in the shower. Second, we will explore my closet to find you something...more suitable, for the public." Light wrinkled his nose at his lover who simply stuck his fists into his baggy pants. L walked towards a mirror, examining himself. Yes, his oversized, white sweat shirt had multiple stains on it. Yes, his baggy navy pants contained mysterious brown smudges and engulfed his body. Yes his hair was a mess, but wasn't it always? I do look smaller, especially with my stance. L mused in his head.
"Is Light embarrassed to be seen with me?" L asked innocently, cocking his head to the side. "I don't see anything wrong with my appearance. Except the shirt could have a few more chocolate stains, I should get on that." He tried to walk towards his candy stash which was concealed in his nightstand, but Light pulled on the chain, knocking L off his feet. He landed with a crash on the floor.
"Oh, no you don't. L, you need to be cleaned and fixed up. Don't give me that confused, insulted look. You damn well know what I mean." Light grumbled, seizing his wrist and began to pull the detective into their shared bathroom. "Come on, I'll help you wash."
"Trying to seduce me now? Hmm, I wouldn't put it past you." L muttered as Light threw open the door. He pointed at the small shower.
"See? It's big, big enough for two people. Don't you want to feel the warm water on your bare skin?" Light was pressed against L now, whispering in his ear. His hot breath caused L to shudder. Could I take a bath in your warm, sweet breath?
"I was correct with my previous statement. You are attempting to seduce me." L's eyes lit up with amusement.
"Whatever it takes to get you into a shower." Light chuckled, opening the glass door. He turned the water onto warm and proceeded to close the door. He began to loosen his tie as L casually leaned against the door frame.
"Enjoy your shower," L looked towards the ground.
"You are getting in it as well. I'm going to help you bathe." At his words, L could feel a tightening in his pants. Why was that so arousing?
"Interesting." L muttered, retrieving the keys to the handcuffs in his pocket. He carefully unlocked his cuff, then tossed the key to Light, who released his restraints. A moment later, Light had stripped, and took a step toward L and began to remove his shirt. L lifted his arms and allowed the shirt over his head. He then quickly shed the filthy pants and his boxers. "Is the water at a suitable temperature?" L asked warily as he climbed into the shower. The warm beads of water hit his body, causing him to exhale with pleasure. This did feel rather good. L had to give that to Light. Light wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling him close. L placed an arm around Light's neck, bringing his face closer to his own. Their lips locked...
XxX
Almost an hour later, the two emerged from the bathroom, both only in boxers. "See? Was it that bad?" Light gently kissed L's neck and rubbed his thumb against his cheek.
"I better get a reward." L mumbled, touching the now burning spot on his throat.
"You might if you behave." Light threw the doors to his armoire open, exposing numerous shirts and jeans alike. "Now let's see what we have…" He took a step back, not noticing L's horrified expression. "I want to see you in something other than white." He muttered this more to himself than to L. "You're so damn pale…"
"You are the stereotypical gay man, now aren't you Light?" L mumbled. "Headstrong fashion sense."
"I have good taste. Here, put this on." He tossed L a form fitting black tee. L caught the shirt with ease, but simply stared at the piece of clothing as if it was a foreign object.
"Must I?"
"Yes, you must." Light didn't bother to look at the detective as he rummaged through his wardrobe. L sighed and tugged the shirt on, feeling rather uncomfortable as the fabric stuck to his body. "We need to take you shopping, anyway. You have a lot of money, right? Obviously you must if you were able to have this building constructed so quickly and efficently."
"I have money because I don't waste it on useless things such as shopping sprees." L flinched at the word. There wasn't anything wrong with his clothing...
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After wrestling with a pair of skinny jeans, L was finally dressed. Light was currently dressing, which gave L a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. His black shirt clung perfectly to his chest and back, showing off how thin he truly was. The black skinny jeans were tight on his ass, which he could swear Light enjoyed seeing, and felt incredibly uncomfortable. But that wasn't the worst part. Light had 'allowed' L to borrow a pair of white converse.
"These shoes feel so tight." L shifted back and forth, wriggling his toes. "I believe my feet have developed claustrophobia."
"I don't think that's possible, Ryuzaki." L turned to see Light closing the door to his armoire and smiled. Light was beautiful. In L's eyes, he didn't care what Light wore. He would look like an angel in anything...
He isn't an angel. He's more like a demon. He is Kira. L tried to tell himself.
"Please give me your wrist, Light, I need to reattach the handcuffs." L reached out to grasp Light's thin wrist, and quickly cuffed it before cuffing his own.
"Of course." Light quietly said. "L, before we head downstairs, I want to apologize for yelling at you. I understand that you were only trying to figure out why I didn't want to come out to my family. My father isn't open minded when it comes to this sort of thing. I fear his rejection and my mother's reaction. The topic of homosexuality has come up before, and my father was disgusted at the thought." Light sighed. "I'm sorry, L."
"I'm sorry too, Light." L gently rubbed Light's check, kissing his forehead lightly. "But, there is only one way I can forgive you."
Light frowned, "I guess that's understandable. What is it?"
"You have to promise to never force me to wear skinny jeans again." Light laughed and laid his head on L's shoulder.
"I can't promise that." He slipped L's hand into his and began to pull him towards their bedroom door. "Come on, let's go eat."
This chapter was somewhat useless…fluff…until the end. I didn't like it….at all…I'm back from MTAC (Yeah I wrote the beginning on the ride up). BUT IT WAS AMAZING. The moment I started walking across the parking lot Fail ninja shouted hi at me and an Asian took my photo. A lot of people hugged me and took my picture. Also, like I stated at the beginning of the chapter, my friend who was dressed as L had two separate group of people who yelled at her, 'L IS DEAD, GET A LIFE.' Hehehe, it was great. At our hotel, we also met a kick ass twelve year old girl who watched as we cosplayed and role played in the hallway.
One last thing, I live in Tennessee. Last night we had about ten tornados in the county that I live in, and a bordering county. One was on my road, and another about ten minutes from my house. A lot of things have been destroyed and I could hear a lot of ambulances at ten PM. Please keep us in your prayers (if praying is your thing) or at least in your thoughts.
Reviews would be nice!