Stone Children

A/N: Demon’s Sinner- Well now more Mello! Adding Mello in to the story was a bit awkward because of the interaction with L at first but it was still fun!

A/N: Yeah the pedo-ness was awkward to write… Translations at the bottom of the page, just match the numbers.


Ch. 17 Meet Mello

The next morning came bright and early. L got up and dressed making himself all handsome looking again. He went and gently woke the small blonde. "Wake up Mihael."

He opened his eyes and slowly got up to get dressed. He pulled on his clothing and stood there. "I'm ready."

"Okay. We are going to go back to the shop and I will buy you. Just act like this is all a surprise, okay." He said as he grabbed his suitcase and the briefcase with the money. "Is the car here Watari?"

"Yes sir. It's waiting outside." Mihael looked at them before he went into the bathroom. "I need a second."

He looked at Mihael concerned. "Is everything okay?" He asked

"Yes I'm just fixing myself." He bit his lip making it a rosy color and then rubbed his cheeks making them pink. "Ready!" He walked over to L and wrapped his arms around his arm.

He nodded, noticing the changes. They walked to the limo, got in while Watari checked out of the Hotel, and started to drive them to the shop.

"If you want to make it look real, I can do it." Motioning to the boys lips. "We need everything to look as real as possible."

He looked over at him. "You said you didn't want me."

"I said you were too young for me." L replied.

"So why make the offer? I can do it myself." He pinched along his neck so they looked like hickeys.

"I was just trying to help. Make it look more legit." He shrugged.

He looked at him before climbing into L's lap. "Then go ahead. Make it real." His ass was right over the teen's crotch as he shifted.

L swallowed hard and took in a shaky breath before gently placing his lips on the boys, kissing him sweetly but deeply, nipping gently at his bottom lip.

Mihael pressed himself closer and kissed back. He wrapped his arms around L's neck opening his mouth for the other.

L moved his lips down the blonde's jaw and neck, sucking and nipping, leaving love bites everywhere. He moved the blouse a little bit, sucked, and nipped at the boy’s collarbone.

"mmm... L..." he moaned.

L pulled back, blushing crimson and shifting a bit uncomfortably. That moan had excited him far too much.

"L..." The boy looked at him with hazy eyes before moving off him. The car had come to a stop and Watari had the door open. The elderly man was blinking a bit surprised as Mihael hopped out.

L straightened himself and got out of the car with the briefcase walking into the shop with Mihael. He saw the woman and headed straight for her."??? ???? ???????????, ?????? ???????????. ? ???? ??. ? ?????? ????? ??." (1) He told her putting the briefcase on the counter. "? ???? ??????? ??? 2 ???????? ?????? ?? ???." (2)

The child looked over at him with shock on his face. The madam looked from the child to the teen and shook her head. "??? ?? ?????????." (3) Mihael looked to the Madam as he was grabbed and moved to the back. "?????, ??? ? 100,724,819.51 ??????," (4) he told her making her stop short and looking at the boy then to L.

L smiled and took two handfuls of cash from his pocket and opened the briefcase turning it around and sitting the money on top of it. "3 ???????? ??????, ???." (5) He said waiting. She looked to Mihael who did the math in his head telling her what it was in rubbles. She then looked at L and said the only English she knew. "Cash only."

He nodded and pushed the briefcase full of cash towards her. She greedily took the money before yelling at the boy to get his things together. The boy ran off and in an hour came back with a black bag. He moved to L's side as the madam hissed into his ear some orders and he nodded.

"??? ???? ??????? ????." (6) He said as he lead the blonde out of the shop and back into the limo, shutting the door. Watari took off.

"What did she say?" He asked as he unzipped his suitcase.

Mihael got in and looked out the window at the shop. "She said that when I come back I better have all of the money or else."

"Come back? I just brought your freedom. What money?" He asked concerned as he tossed a part of black pants and a long sleeve, v-neck shirt to him.

The blond began pulling off his clothing so that he could change. "I'm supposed to rob you."

"Nice woman." He said as he got out some makeup, the wig and the glasses and waited for him to change.

He pulled on the clothing and the grabbed the wig and glasses. "We are never truly bought. We just get her more money." Watari looked back at them from the partition. "We are being followed sir."

L nodded, and dialed a number on his phone. "Yes I wanted to call in a favor. Yes, I know it’s early. Just meet us at the Villa and I will explain." He hung up. "The Villa at Castle Nova, 2 miles ahead Watari. Emily is going to let us in." He then moved and colored in Mihael eyebrows and added freckles on his face. "There."

The boy blinked his eyes before he looked out the window. A black car was following them. They pulled into a gated mansion and the limo barely got in before the gates closed behind them, locking their tail out. The huge stone Mansion loomed out at them as the limo drove up the long driveway.

Mihael fixed the wig on his head as he grabbed the phone from L. He dialed a number, hissed rapid Russian into it, and hung up. "We need to get to Dacha. There is a group there who can get me papers to leave the country."


L smiled. "I’m going to take care of everything. I promise." The limo pulled into a covered garage and parked. L got out and helped Mihael out just as a teenage girl came running to them. "You’re getting more handsome every time I see you!" She giggled and hugged him. He cringed a bit. "Sorry, forgot you are women phobic." He smiled at her as they walked inside, L leading Mihael behind him. "Thank you for humoring me Emily." He smiled at her.

"That's not the proper term for fear of women," Mihael said as he followed L.

L chuckled. "Emily met Mello." He said as the black haired woman smiled at Mihael. "He reminds me of you." She stated as they entered a study. "So what is your favor?" She asked him.

Mihael walked around looking at everything. He picked up some books looking at them.

"Do you still have that passport and papers from when you were younger and traveled by yourself and have the fake last name. I know they are still good." He asked looking at her. "I’m sorry if I’m asking too much."

Emily shook her head and laughed. "You gave up a 2 million euro paycheck for helping me. I owe you a lot. Of course I have the papers." She walked over to her desk and started shuffling around.

"Hey what does this say?" Mihael asked holding up a novel written in English.

L got up and walked over. "It’s called Pride and Prejudice." He read out what was on the pages, until Emily interrupted him. "Now what’s the plan?" She said as she gave him the passport and papers. He nodded and placed them in his pocket.

"We play a switch with your town car and my limo. I need you and your driver to get as far away from here as possible and take our tail with you."

She giggled. "You need to come around more often, it’s always fun."

"Come get your stuff out of the car." He nodded and pulled Mihael towards the garage.

Mihael followed after putting the book down. He grabbed his stuff and looked at the tail that waited for them. "She won't let me go... I might as well just go back..."

"No. She will." L said as they transferred there stuff to the blue town car. "Come on." They got in and Watari started the car.

Emily got in the limo and drove out, the tail automatically following them. Watari drove out a bit later and sped to a private airspace at the Moscow airport. He sat there silently as he felt himself become very frightened. The Madam had killed the last girl that had tried to run. "Why were you brought in on this case?"

"The file was in Russian, you read it." He said confused.

"I can't read."

"Oh." He said looking away. "Emily's dad hired me to investigate." He stated as they neared the airport.

"Your name is Emily Langford, and my name is Ryan Langford. We are siblings, on fall break from school. We are both Americans and you do not understand any Russian, do you understand me?" L stared at him as he took off the office shirt, revealing a plain t-shirt and took off his dress shoes and put on sneakers. He messed up his hair making it look bedheadish.

Mihael said nothing he just nodded his head. "Who is her father?"

"William McKenzie." He said as he placed his things into his suitcase and got his passport and papers out, as they pulled into the hangar.

Mihael looked at him and blinked. "He's one of my clients."

L frowned. "That nasty son of a bitch." He said as Watari stopped the car. "Come on, little sis. We have a plane to catch." He said helping Mihael out of the car, grabbing the bags from the back seat as Watari got the other bags. They went through security and L showed their passports. The attendant nodded and they board the jet, Watari behind them shutting the door.

Mihael followed him onto the plane. He didn't say a word and just kept his eyes on the ground. He had been on business trip with clients and knew how to keep his mouth shut and play the brother. He also knew that if he spoke then his slight accent would give them away. L let a sigh of relief when the plane took off. He looked over at Mihael.

"Are you okay?" He asked moving over and sitting down next to him.

"Fine," he whispered and took out his camera. "What did the papers say?"

"Just about the prostution ring and that the Madam was black mailing officials. That was pretty much it. We found out everything else. Are you sure you’re okay?"

"She wasn't blackmailing them. I was."

"I know. I knew from the first time I talked to you." He said with a smile, looking at the boy. "You’re safe now."

"No place is safe only safer." He tilted his head back as the plane landed and they were taken to the new hotel. "That woman's father was my best client. I was using him so I could get myself the needed money."

He nodded as he got into the car. "Watari, change it up. Go to my cottage in the country on the border." He then turned back to the boy. "It’s okay. I understand, I won’t let anyone hurt you."

The boy looked at him with a smile. "Thanks."

"No problem." He said as he sat back and enjoyed the 2-hour drive away from St Petersburg, just outside the border of Finland. They pulled up to a small cottage out in the middle of nowhere. There were miles and miles of land and no neighbors for about an hour. The boy jumped out of the car and began running around in the snow. It was cold and fresh powder was falling down. Mihael turned and grinned at L with a giggle. "This is the best!"

L laughed, watching him with a smile. He grabbed his bags and walked to the house. "Come on, I'll make some tea and maybe you can bully Watari into making something for us to eat."

He looked at him with a wide grin. The blond had lost his wig in his run from the car and he was panting for breath when they reached the cottage. Watari was waiting at the door smiling at the boy. "Well don't you look energetic. I've run a bath for you and when you finish you can have something nice to eat."

L went and retrieved the wig and walked back inside. He sat out his equipment and started putting his report together. He took a break after a while, took the roll from the camera, and went to his darkroom. He spends the next few hours developing photos.

Each photo was of Mihael with a client. The pictures showed him in different outfits doing different oral sexual acts. Some even had Mihael with the American Ambassador bent over a desk being fucked. Each one was more and more phonographic than the last.

L felt his stomach turn with each photo. He made copies of everyone. He got to a point after seeing the one with the Ambassador fucking the boy over a desk, ran from the room, across the living room, and rushed into the bathroom, throwing up violently into the toilet.

Mihael looked over from where he was drying his hair. "L?" He rushed to his side and crouched down rubbing his back. "What's wrong?"

L shook his head and threw up again, breathing hard.

The blond stayed by him and just rubbed his back. He got up and grabbed his towel, wetting part of it and bringing it to the detective. "Here. It's alright."

L spat into the toilet and flushed it. "Thank you." He turned around and leaned up against the toilet, taking the towel and wiping his mouth.

"What happened to make you feel ill?"

L felt bile rise up in his mouth again. "I developed your pictures." He stated as he wiped at his mouth again.

"Oh... so you saw?"

He nodded, sitting there feeling sick.

"Look I did what I had to okay..."


He looked at him. "It’s not because of you. I’m disgusted at myself." He stood up and walked over to the sink. He grabbed the mouthwash and gargled, spitting it out and then rinsing his mouth out with water.

"What are you talking about?" He got up and followed the teen. The blond was naked since he had only just gotten out of the bath. The makeup washed away showing grey colored skin. Ribs, hips, pelvis, all showing through the flesh. His cheeks were sunken in and his hair was dull.

He spit into the sink and wiped his mouth again. "It’s nothing, just forget it." He said as he turned to leave the bathroom. "I’m sorry I disturbed your shower."

"I was finished. Ummm... Where are my cloths?"

L stopped and turned around, noticing that the boy was naked for the first time. He blushed and looked away quickly. "They are in my suitcase." He said as he walked into the living room, dug through the suitcase, and pulled out a pair of boxers, sweatpants and long sleeve shirt. He brought them back to the boy. "Here."

The blond pulled on the pants and shirt. He left the underwear on the floor as he walked out. L was crouched on the couch by the fire completing the rest of his report. His laptop was sitting on the coffee table.

"So what now? Am I going to be your pet?" Mihael asked as he walked over and sat on the floor near L's feet. He was holding a plate in his lap of a sandwich and a mug of soup.

"No. Watari can explain it better than me when we get to London." He said as he hooked up his scanner. "You're going back to live with us, at our house. Watari has tons of children."

"He told me it was a school for smart kids."

"Yes, it is. All the children there are orphans and have similar pasts to you. They are extremely smart for their ages."

He took a bite of his food chewing it. "No offense but I doubt I'm that smart. I mean I can't read or write."

L chuckled. "Yes, but that doesn’t make you smart or not if you can, it just means your educated."

"How do you know if a person is smart then?"

"You talked circles around me when we first met. You have a ton of street smarts and cunningness, with killer instincts." He smiled at the blonde warmly. "Is your lunch good?"

"It's a hot meal." He had finished the food in seconds. "If I eat too much I'll get sick."

He nodded. "Hannah, our cook, is going to have a fit over you." He chuckled and got up, walking over to the darkroom, and grabbing the photos that were dry to scan.

"Who's that?" Mihael was following L around like a puppy talking to him. "Hey those turned out pretty good."

L frowned, took the photos over to his laptop, and started to scan them, intentionally not looking at them at all. Mihael looked at each photo and as L was working, the boy fell asleep. He was curled up on the couch next to him like a little kitten.

He uploaded the last of the dry pictures into his report, leaned back into the couch, and stretched his legs out in front of him. He smiled at the boy next to him. He leaned over and ran a hand gently through his blonde locks. The boy hummed in his sleep moving closer to him. His body was very small and the color of his skin was sickly.

He gently picked up the boy and carried him to the bedroom, gently laying him down and pulling back the covers to tuck him in.

He curled up under the blankets, breathing relaxed in sleep.


(1) It was amazing, simply amazing. I want her. I must have her.
(2) I’ll pay you 2 million pounds for her.
(3) She is not for sale.
(4) Madam, that’s 100,724,819.51 Rubles.
(5) 3 million pounds. Final.
(6) You have a nice day.
All in Russian.