Disclaimer: If I owned Death Note, this story would be a part of the Manga and the majority of the male characters would be gay
Chapter 1
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This was so not going to work.
The two detectives had received an anonymous tip on a possible Kira suspect.
The tipper claimed that every night at midnight, he/she/it had seen two people leave his/her/its room and sneak down the hallway while mentioning something about Kira and death notes and shinigami.
This intrigued the dynamic duo to personally investigate.
Getting into the Whammy house was no problem, seeing as L had special access.
Only, it had to be done at night or else they might be spotted.
They wanted only to enter without anyone but the guard man's knowledge and leave just the same.
"Why are thee guard men at an orphanage?" questioned Raito.
"The children here are very intelligent which is why they are significant to the future of Japan, especially that of the police agency, so they must be protected at all costs…." The panda droned on until they reached the back of the orphanage to the back door.
Simple as eating a piece of strawberry cream cake with extra frosting, thought L.
The actual hard part was keeping quiet.
L would not release the chain connecting them despite Raito's argument, or complaints.
Although he had never noticed it before, the chain was awfully bulky and noisy.
Even so, he would not let Kira get the better of him.
They entered through the back door, making their way up the stairs with L in the lead. At least he knew where he was going, thought Raito.
They were wandering through the pitch black, but L had no problems because he had lived there for so long.
L used the chain to guide Raito.
"Now slowly move in the direction I pull you, and be careful because there are-"
THUMP
Of course Raito had not listened and tripped on the first step of the steeply elevating stairs.
"OOF!"
Lucky for L he kept his balance on the railing when Raito fell.
"Shhh! I was trying to tell you there were stairs Yagami!" he hissed.
"mrg hrghf gyho" Raito mumbled into the carpeted stairwell where he lay sprawled.
"What?" whispered L.
"I said I hate you!" snarled Raito as he pulled himself up.
L soon discovered that not only was the chain noisy, but Raito's evening specialty was evidently complaining.
"Ryuzaki! You're going too fast, slow the hell down!"
and
"Hey! Quit shoving me into the wall!"
and
"Ow! My foot!"
L whirled around in the dark.
"I suspect you are now 12 Kira" he stated bluntly.
Raito sighed. "Why the hell is it going up?!" he hissed.
"Because, the only reason you would insist on making so much noise when it is obvious that we should remain silent is because you are somehow associated with our suspects in a triangular scheme in which one of you is Kira and you are currently attempting to warn them of our arrival so they may hide because you had no chance to do it before without suspicion." L blurted matter-of-factly.
"You make the most ridiculous exc-" Raito paused at the sound of footsteps slowly and quietly padding around the corner upstairs.
"Shit! We have to hide, they may be earlier than expected!" he hissed quietly.
L, too shocked to move, said nothing.
Raito didn't dare hesitate.
He snatched the hand of the frozen panda and dragged him into the nearest room at the bottom of the stairwell, shoving both himself and the older man into the most suitably discreet place to hide, a small closet with a slanted support at the far end of the room.
He quickly pulled the door closed most of the way, paying no mind to the sheer size of the closet and how ridiculous he must look at the moment.
To put it simply, Raito and L were sprawled all over each other.
"Ouch my abdomen!!"
"Move it Jerk!"
"Watch where you put your hands!"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"Ew! Stop grabbing me there!"
"Shhh!!"
The door handle turned slowly, and with a small creak, the door was pushed open swiftly. Raito dared not to move or speak. He could faintly make out a figure peering into the room, turning a head left and right, almost as if to determine if the room was occupied or not.
After a few moments of listening, the figure retreated, leaving the door slightly ajar so the padding of soft footsteps was heard going down the hallway.
The small footsteps faded down the hallway, up the stairs and eventually dissipated.
The detectives took the moment to observe the surroundings of the room they had scampered into so quickly.
L peeked through the slit in the closet door to find a decorated but relatively empty office room. It was elegant and refined, but housed an equally eerie aura. "This is Watari's office"
One of the curtains war partially ajar, allowing a small but sufficient amount of moonlight the drift into the grand room.
L and Raito had little time to observe much of the room.
As suddenly as they left, the small thumping footsteps returned, but seemed to be accompanied by another set of louder stomping feet.
L retreated into the shadows of the closet, but was still visible to the eye of any observer who might enter the room. He slid further down the slanted support only to be forced closer to Raito.
"Yagami, move down a little so I won't be noticed" he whispered in a threatening tone.
"You demand only the physically impossible!" he retorted in annoyance "Don't you listen when I tell you your hair is too big?", but reluctantly moved only closer to L and in an exceptionally awkward position as well.
"Enough Yagami" he hissed.
"It's called Pantene. Use it, it's your friend." he whispered, almost snickering.
L growled a warning.
They waited as the footsteps approached.
L began to take notice of how close Raito was to him.
Hmnmm… only closer, thought L. Any closer and he would melt into a puddle.
Raito was now balancing his weight on his hands, which were brushing L's shoulders and he pressed himself further into L. L's shins were shoved up against the wall, his bare toes brushing the carpeted support.
The worst part, or rather the most uncomfortable and awkward part of the situation was Raito's position.
He was practically pinning L down, with his knees between L's legs, his hands above both of L's shoulders, and his hair brushing the right side of L's face.
He could feel Raito's slow breathing on his face.
L became very nervous, his heart beating quickly and… irregularly.
Thump, thump, beebump, bootump, glargump, bee boo boo bop bo bump Dra-DRUMP!
Weird
L, now pinned under the warmth of Raito's chest, was beginning to feel a small trace of comfort in the detective's pleasant smell.
His breathing became shaky and ragged.
He would be defenseless if Kira made a move. He needed desperately to snap out of his heated trance.
L began to pant in the heat, earning him a stern glare from the young detective.
"Shut the hell up or we'll be heard!" snarled Raito, whose face was now inches away from his. " What's with you?" Raito's expression changed.
Shit, Thought L.
Can't take it anymore?" Surprisingly Raito began to smirk.
"YAGAMI-" he began to yell in protest of the detectives implications.
He was silenced as Raito swiftly grasped L's mouth with his hand before he could protest any further. L began to blush. He was most definitely not a fan of manhandling.
"I was joking you fool," he hissed.
The footsteps now moved slowly down the steps.
The Older man found himself staring at Yagami, focusing on his brilliant amber pools, observing the warm color that drowned him in wonder of what emotions they hid brilliantly deep within them.
He was almost admiring the toned skin of his neck and collarbone peeking out from his loosely buttoned shirt, bathed in faint pale moonlight.
His eyes trailed slowly up to Yagami's face. He was staring seemingly through the closet door in the direction of the footsteps with a hard and determined expression on his face that was even elegant in more ways than one, like a precious rare flower.
L let his eyes soak up the lustful sight before him, his dark eyes trailing Raito's perfect cheekbones down to his soft red lips he would have loved to claim at any moment.
His mind wandered far.
An eternity's worth of possibilities of him and Raito flooded his mind for a fragment of a second, there and then gone. The pace of his heart quickened as a frolicking joy and bursting excitement rushed through him…maybe a little too much joy at the sight before him.
He could feel himself begin to harden.
Oh shit
Shit, Shit, SHIT! Not now! Here he was, stuck in such a risky and uncomfortable situation, and now he was rapidly growing an erection from the more than desirable brunette before him.
"What are you staring at?" he questioned with strong hints of annoyance, startling the sweet-monger. He gazed back at the pale lump before him, with frustration of a child who couldn't make odds or ends of a simple puzzle.
Caught! Damn!
L squirmed with embarrassment, quickly concocting a plausible explanation for his momentary admiring while trying to ensure that his bodily reaction would go unnoticed.
"My suspicion of you being Kira has now elevated to 17," He blurted.
Both glared generously at each other; Raito even allowed a growl to escape his lips.
"Ryuzaki, this is not the time for childish suspicions, we must remain attentive or we may miss important details."
"Hn," the Panda pouted.
They listened eagerly; L eagerly hoped to put his mind to another topic.
This mind wandering could be quite dangerous.
The footsteps came to an abrupt stop at the door to the room they were in. The doorknob rattled and opened and two dark figures entered the room, one relatively short and the other quite a bit taller.
"What the hell is wrong with you, waking me up so early?" snapped the taller figure of the two, "And why the hell is it so damn dark in her? Open a curtain or something!"
It was the voice of a teenage boy.
The shorter figure still refrained from speaking even a word, and obediently slouched towards the curtains as the taller figure continued his complaints.
L decided he would call the shorter figure "Fun Size" because he/she was short….but only in his mind of course.
Nicknames always helped him keep track of who did and said what.
He would call the taller figure "Angry Sally." The taller figure always seemed exceptionally irritated and he once had an Aunt named Sally who acted similarly.
"What if they open the closet?" whispered L.
"They won't, now shush" Raito whispered quickly.
The taller figure began to storm over towards the closet.
The hair on the nape of L's neck began to stand up, sending a terrified shiver throughout his awkwardly positioned body. He could feel Raito become tense.
He had to say that! Damn!
Dead, dead, I'm dead! L let himself sing a depressing singsong melody in his head.
The taller figure quickly and loudly approached the closet.
L's heart began to beat again, and he was convinced that angry Sally could hear it's obnoxious thumping.
The taller figure stopped at the door then quickly slammed the once slightly ajar door shut.
"I hate when Watari leaves the goddamn doors open, it's creepy as hell!" he snapped.
The bang of the door shook L and he was on the verge of yelping in surprise. Thank the sugar cubes that Raito's hand was once again firmly planted over his lips.
"Damn!" Raito silently cursed, " Well at least there's still a crack in the door."
The closet has a folding door that had a slit in the center of the door marking the position of the hinges so it was still possible to see through the crack.
So there was, but L only noticed once a stream of light flooded through it, which was when he assumed that Fun Size fully opened the large curtains to let the moonlight pour into the room.
As L suspected, moonlight had flooded the room and seeped through the cracks of the closet door as the first blurry figure opened the large curtains in a swift yank of the hand.
"Ryuzaki, move up a little and see if you can get a better look through the crack" hissed Raito impatiently.
Without protest, L slid up as close to the crack as possible, but froze once he realized that his erection would not go unnoticed if he were to do so.
And it hadn't.
Raito snickered.
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