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Parental Influence	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Het-Male/Female Views: 1955 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 9 of "Smutty Shorts"

Title: "Parental Influence"

Author: Sashocirrione

Spoilers: Spoilers for everything up to nearly episode 25 of the anime, chapter 58 of the manga.

Warnings: NO UNDERAGE READERS. Rated M for a reason. Sexual activities.

Summary: Light's father tells him about the time that he was chained to Sachiko, then a serial murder suspect.

Pairing(s): SoichiroxSachiko, with maybe the smallest hint of LxLight

Additional Notes: All canon events previous to the start of this fanfic have happened as normal. Since canon tells us almost nothing about Light's family pre-canon, the events of this fanfic could be viewed as either a point of divergence or as a canon-compliant behind-the-scenes aside.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, and I do not make any money from these writings.

It was all a rush of activity after the fake execution. The only good spot in the entire fiasco was the immense relief Light had felt when L had said that Light would be allowed to join the investigation.

Light wanted to investigate Kira. He hated Kira, he burned with a fierce desire to make him pay for everything, and he wanted L by his side and his father at his back when that bastard was finally brought down.

If Light hadn't been allowed to join the investigation or conduct his own independently, he knew he would have simply exploded from frustration. L letting him in was the best news Light could possibly have been given at that point.

But there was a condition: those handcuffs. There was some shock in Light's system when he saw that by "being with me 24/7" L had actually meant, "being chained together at all times." No chain, no access to the investigation, and pursuing a separate investigation alone was expressly forbidden for a suspect.

And then Misa had made the gay joke or accusation or whatever that was, and L had answered with, "I'm not doing this because I want to; I'm doing this because I have to," which had seemed to settle the matter in everyone else's minds, but it had really been an evasive L-style answer after all, not revealing anything or even directly answering the question, if you really thought about it.

Which wasn't even the primary concern. No, the primary concern was that L would be there all the time, staring and staring, and, yes, he was enjoyable company and great for having a conversation with, but he was also a weirdo, and who knows what he did in his free time.

Light imagined L's recreation was some kind of sophisticated stalking hobby disguised as detective work, such as viewing surveillance cameras in subways, streets and stores in hopes of catching "criminal activity" but really trying to get up-skirt shots of women or perhaps of men scratching their balls when they thought nobody was looking.

It was worth it, though, to catch Kira. No matter what it might be like to have someone invasively close all the time for perhaps weeks or months, it was completely worth it to catch Kira, and to work alongside the world's greatest detective. Perhaps it would be a tremendous career boost, too, a ladder to better things and great honors and the type of job position that would give Light the worshipful pride of the best level-headed girls, ones like Takada, rather than Misa's loud clinginess.

And so it was only with a little bit of trepidation that Light finished out the work day chained to L and began to prepare for bed in the evening, as the men went home one by one. He knew he'd have to stay in the hotel, as the new skyscraper headquarters that L had built wasn't quite ready yet. It would only be the slightest bit of time living in hotel suites, with Misa locked into the (thankfully, sound-proof) suite next door, and then the living situation would become much more spacious.

L, for his part, was quiet and gracious and seemed as if he were trying not to intrude, barely aware of the chain. He wasn't odd at all when they brushed their teeth together or when they crowded into the hotel's shower to clean themselves. It was just like any locker-room or public-bath situation, with L keeping his hands to himself and not staring too much, and L didn't even make a joke when Light dropped the soap.

It was when it came time to sleep that things became weird. As Light changed into the pajamas his father had brought, L simply stripped off all clothing and stretched out on the bed nude.

Already thinking it was futile, Light never the less said, "I'm sure we can get you some pajamas or underwear."

"No," L said, with a finger hooked into the corner of his mouth, "I do not sleep easily, and if I must sleep more hours for the sake of your comfort, then I simply cannot endure such things."

At that very moment, Light had heard a throat being roughly cleared behind him and turned around to see his father, having silently entered the back bedroom, shifting from foot to foot.

"Dad," Light said, "I thought you went home."

"I almost did, but I stopped on the way out and-"

L interrupted with, "I'm not trying to seduce your son, Chief Yagami. I can tell you are worried, but this has nothing to do with your own situation or with your son's probable homosexuality."

Light sputtered, "What? You think-"

L said, in an almost bored tone, "Light, it isn't useful to get in a fight about whether you are homosexual or not. People with your level of concern about society's expectations rarely admit their orientation even to themselves until approximately age twenty. Although, now that the subject has been brought up so directly, I calculate that the odds that you will try to hit on me has risen from a mere five percent to at least twenty percent."

Something clicked in Light's brain and he realized just how thoroughly he'd been side-tracked. He turned to face his father and said, "What did L mean by 'your own situation'? What's going on?"

Soichiro turned red and shuffled slowly over to the bed to sit on the edge. Light recognized the stance and the bodily mannerisms, something he hadn't seen in his father since boyhood. Soichiro was about to start a serious talk. Something was very, very wrong.

He stammered, "Light, ah, you were... you were conceived slightly out of wedlock-"

"I know that, Dad. I can do the math."

"Your mother, she was a very beautiful woman. Her hair was long, almost to her waist, and you would hardly believe how her face looked then. She couldn't walk past any man without his eyes following her."

Then this is a sex talk. How disgusting!

"Dad, if this is about condoms, I already know about that. If, by some complete insanity, I decided to, um, have sex with L, which would never happen, by the way, I-"

L said, "Remember to call me Ryuzaki. You really don't know what happened to your father, Light?"

"What?"

Soichiro said, "Light, when you're chained to someone, certain urges and incidents can-"

L said, "Sachiko Yagami, though she had a different surname then, was the prime suspect in the nine o'clock serial murder case, in which victims were murdered in a highly specific way at nine o'clock each night. There was not, however, enough evidence to jail her, and so to prove her innocence she offered herself to be voluntarily under the watch of any police officer until the nine o'clock murderer should strike during the time when she had such an alibi."

Soichiro said, "There were some problems at first. I was watching her, but she escaped my view at some critical moments, and so one night I asked for us to be joined by chained handcuffs until just after nine and she assented. Everyone else in the office had gone home from work for the evening, and I was there just with her when nine o'clock arrived and the news came in that the murderer had struck again. I was going to let her go then, but the key was missing, and-"

Soichiro looked down at the floor, his face a mask of shock. Light felt the same way. He wanted to speak out, to somehow stop the horrid story from spilling out of his father's mouth, but he was paralyzed in place, sickened and hardly able to believe it. And, deep inside, Light had an inkling that L would see to it that the entire story was told anyway.

Soichiro continued with, "Light, we... we had such an adventure looking for the keys, and while she was bent over a desk I fell on her just slightly, and she kind of groaned when I pulled away, and I thought I'd hurt her and when I turned to help she pulled her skirt up and she reached into my pants, and I was so aroused I couldn't take it any more. I crawled onto that desk, on top of her-"

Light choked.

"-and we were kissing furiously. I began to take her, and I thought I was crazy, but the only things in my mind were the heat of her skin and her thighs clenching around me, and the way she twisted underneath me and arched up over and over. She had two screaming orgasms very quickly, one after another. She shouted, 'Fuck me, policeman' until I came inside her."

Light sputtered as Soichiro put his hands into his face and said, "Forgive me, but I took her again and again, against the wall and on every desk in that office. It was just something that happened. The other times, I remembered to use condoms, but it was too late. She was confirmed as pregnant with you two weeks later."

L said, "Light, if you are afraid that you have some kind of genetic predisposition towards being sexually attracted by handcuffs and chains, be reassured. That sort of thing is only a superstition."

Light said, "Don't worry, Ryuzaki. After this, I never want to have sex or even hear about sex. Ugh!"

"Although," L said, "if you are worried about inheriting the predisposition to being a serial killer, I'm afraid that does happen."

"My wife is innocent!"

"It wasn't actually proven," L said, "and the nine o'clock killer was never found. Getting a proxy to commit one murder or relying on the phenomenon of a copy-cat eventually stepping up, as often happens, is all that would be required."

Light pulled the covers up around himself, closed his eyes shut, and tried not to think about any of it.

A/N (Author's Note):

This is, you guessed it, a kink meme fill again.

The request was:

"L/Light the handcuff period.

Mr. Yagami is being overprotective of his son. Mr. Yagami accidentally reveals that that was how he met his wife. Sachiko was a suspect in a serial murder case and Light was conceived when Mr. Yagami was handcuffed to Sachiko and misplaced the key resulting in them being chained together overnight.

For Light this is definitely too much information-hearing about how his mother might be a serial killer and his parents having sex."

This is my second real SoichiroxSachiko lemon, with the first one being in "The Sugar Cube Fort."

Sorry about the GevannixMello smutty short that I was discussing before not appearing yet. That's still being edited and hopefully it won't be too long.

Right now, I'm putting most of my writing energy towards two projects, one of them a "big bang" that according to the rules of that community won't appear anywhere until it is entirely done, and the other an extreme content LxLight fic that I'm choosing not to upload to fanfiction dot net because of that extreme content.
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