Warnings for this chapter: mentions of rape
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. This is a non-profit fan work.
Break the Haughty - Chapter XIII
L left the hotel that currently served as the Kira Task Force headquarters. He had not shared his experience with Light and how he intended to find out whether he was Kira. Only Watari knew what had happened. He had also set up a camera in their room before L brought Light to Mitsui Garden Hotel, but due to the limited time frame, the surveillance was not very elaborate. There was only one camera and separately recorded audio. While he waited for a cab, L pondered about Light leaving the room. He had made it look like he wanted to make a phone call and didn't have a good reception, but L was convinced it was as fake as the conversation with his mother yesterday. A taxi stopped and he climbed in, handing the driver a hand-written address.
Light had probably told his mother another lie to stay away from home for a significantly longer time. It would take quite a while for his wounds to heal. L wondered if it was true that Light had a girlfriend. Mogi had mentioned several girls in his reports, but none of them seemed to be in a serious relationship with him. Still, he must have told his mother something about a girlfriend at some point, otherwise she would have been way more concerned and likely insisted on him coming home. Maybe she had even met the girl. Mogi had observed one of the girls going home with Light. Apparently, he didn't want her to find out about his injuries either, though, otherwise he would have asked L to bring him to her place, wouldn't he? Then again, she might be living with her parents, who were likely to tell the Yagamis their son came home with ripped clothes and a black eye. He paid the driver and found himself in front of the bar he had discovered on the social media profile. The sun was setting and it had just opened, already busy with young people, eager to get a drink after work. L walked straight up to the barkeeper and asked for Haro Suzuki.
"We used to go to highschool together," he lied, "Thought I might get a drink for free."
"He's busy with customers. Please sit down and he'll take your order."
L complied, sitting down at one of the tables, next to a group of office ladies sipping colourful cocktails and chatting about their day. Fortunately, it was loud enough in the bar that it would be hard to listen in on any conversation.
"Can I take your order, Sir?" There was Light's rapist, standing in front of him. With his apron and pad of paper, he looked infinitely less menacing than yesterday night.
"I have a few questions for you." L produced a fake police badge. "Officer Eiji Eguchi, Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. It concerns a college student with the name Light Yagami."
All blood vanished from Haro's face and L could make out the sudden perspiration on his skin.
"I am investigating a murder case and Light Yagami is one of the suspects," he explained further, amused by the obvious relief following his words. "According to our files, you went to highschool with him. Can you tell me anything about Light Yagami?"
"C...certainly!" Haro hurried to grab a chair and sat down opposite to L. "What do you want to know, officer?"
L put the police badge back into his pocket, fishing out some crumpled paper and a pen instead.
"What kind of person is he?"
Haro was clearly uneasy, as much was obvious.
"Well... He was an A-student. Very organised. Comes from a good family. You prolly know his dad is Chief of the NSA."
"I do. Would you think him capable of comitting murder?"
Haro didn't answer straight away. The muscles of his brawny arms moved smoothly while he fiddled with his notepad. L remembered his dark cock and how he had pounded into Light. He had to admit, the thought distracted him. He heard Light's cries and Haro's grunts again. Saw the blood and semen soiling Light's sculpted arse. His heart began to beat faster.
"If he were, I don't think he'd get caught," Haro said finally. "He's not a nice person, to be honest, but he's hella smart."
L nodded slightly, pretending to take notes.
"Why do you think he would commit murder?"
"Dunno. Someone pissed him off? Mussed up his hair?" Haro laughed an uncomfortable laugh.
L gave him a humourless look and Haro immediately stifled the laughter.
"Have you seen him recently?" continued L.
"No." It was a very quick reply and every real police officer would have noted that, too, even if they didn't already know it was a lie. Did you fuck him recently? L's mind suggested. Would you fuck him even harder if you had another chance?
"What was your relationship like back in highschool?" he asked instead.
"Not much of a relationship. We didn't have many classes together. Would you like a drink, Eguchi-san?"
"Sure, why not?" L grinned. "Just a Calpis for me, please." He observed Haro taking the orders of other customers and serving some of the tables before he came back with a glass of the soft drink L had asked for. He seemed to be alright as a waiter, courteous, swift, considerate. Still, he looked more like a doorman than a waiter, with his stocky build and bulging muscles. He didn't look like a rapist, though. None of them did.
When Haro sat down again, L had assumed his usual crouch to hide his rising erection.
"Are you working your way through college with this job?" he asked with what he hoped was a casual tone.
"No." A shadow crossed Haro's face. "I work here to provide for my wife and my little daughter."
Intersting. If Light knew about them? Highly unlikely, since he didn't even remember Haro. But he might find out somewhere along the line. And if he really is Kira, their lives will be in very real danger.
"Are you not looking for a better job?" L asked bluntly. Usually, it was expected of young men to become a salaryman, a white-collar businessman, at least if they went to college. Not aiming for such a career would leave Haro with a stigma and much less prestige, not only for him, but for his parents, too.
"I told you, I don't go to college." Haro looked away.
"You are quite young to have a wife and daughter." L made an effort to smile. If he went to school with Light, he likely was 18 or 19 years old. "How come you married so early?"
"I thought this investigation was about Light Yagami," Haro said brusquely.
"It is. But I like to know my informants."
"My parents kicked me out of the house when I put a fellow student in the hospital a couple years back," he mumbled. "My wife and I got married shortly after. There was no way for me to go to college anyway, so we started a family." His face lit up again. "My little Aiko. She'll turn three in a few months."
L didn't know how to react, so he just nodded vaguely. This guy clearly was a loser. His desire to hurt and humiliate Light, who had and would continue to surpass him in everything else in life, seemed to be a desperate attempt at revenge for life's unfairness. L pictured him washing Light's blood off his cock before he climbed into bed with his wife.
"That would be all. Thank you very much for your cooperation, Suzuki-san." L got up, hoping nobody would notice his erection inside his baggy jeans. Haro bowed politely and asked him to come again.
He certainly would. In the bathroom.