Justice?

I'm sorry for the grammar mistakes, but English is not my first languaje. I'm trying to get a beta, but it's a hard task!

Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: LxRaitoxL
Rate: Nc-17
Warnigs: Spoilers!!! Yaoi, lemon, anal.
Disclaimer: not mine!

He woke-up with a moan, shuddering and sweating, and realized he had just come in his pants while dreaming. That was wrong at more than one level: first, he'd fell asleep again and it was sure strange enough to bother him; and second, now he needed a new pair of pants.

He let out a sigh, and struggled to take his pants off and then his shirt, wiping the mess with it and throwing both clothes to the floor.

Damn, he was so tired! He knew he should get up and see what was happening there, but he just could not, his body didn't want to obey, so decided laying there fore a while longer was his only chance.

And by the way, why on earth had he come in dreams? He was not like that. He sure had sexual needs, but he always satisfied them in more controlled manners. Recently with Raito-kun, who had happened to be a very hungry lover. He smiled at the thought, but his face turned serious again in a second. Where was Raito? It had just come to his mind that they had been chained for the last months, so the brunette should be there next to him on the bed and, although the room was still all in shadows, he was sure he was alone.

Not letting fear come over him, L lie on his side on the bed in a fetal position, his thumb between his teeth, trying to remind of the last time he'd seen Raito. The problem was that recently every day seemed to be just like the previous, locked in the building and looking through the same sites on internet, or watching at Misa in his room, or collecting information about Kira's victims... This was so frustrating! He used to think a lot faster than that! The last time he could remember seeing Raito-kun... the last time....


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L liked to stay late at night talking with Raito for hours, usually about the case, and Raito liked too. But what Raito didn't find enjoyable was that he always ended up being the subject of the chatting.
He had been in a cell for who knows how much time, he was chained to Ryuuzaki, and they had even had sex more than a few nights, but the detective kept being suspicious.


That night L debated about the Metaphysics of Kira and the younger boy felt it as a finger pointing at him, calling him "guilty". The worst was that as Ryuuzaki sank in Kira's depths, his own soul was been exposed and it frightened him.


-So, you think Kira actually believes he's a true god, or it is just something he says in order to get people support?- asked Ryuuzaki while nibbling at a chocolate bar.- I find him too clever to believe such a thing, but...

-Please, stop it, Ryuuzaki.- the younger man cut off the trail of words.-I don't want to discuss that anymore.

L stared at the other for a few seconds, checking him as if trying to get in his brain and find his very thoughts.

-You seem unconfortable with this conversation, Raito-kun.-said finally, biting again at the chocolate.

-I'm not unconfortable! I'm tired! Bored! You know what bored means, don't you?!- Raito yelled.

-I'm not sure if this lowers or raises the possibilities of you being Kira...

It was too much. Raito's punch collapsed against L's face one more time, and one second later he felt a kick in his stomach, hard enough to make him fall back to the floor next to a small table, the other man following him by the pull of the chain.

-Why did you do that, Raito-kun?- the detective inquired, his face close to the other's and his body above Raito's, straddling him.

-You keep saying I'm Kira, but I don't see you have any problem fucking me.- aswered the boy, his face flushed with rage.-You're disgusting...

-Oh.- the black eyes flinched for a brief moment looking almost sad.- But you're so loveble, Raito-kun...- as if that explained everything, L bent over Raito and captured his mouth in a kiss, so soft and caring, ans so chocolate flavoured that the young man couldn't help but allow it.


What started as a light kiss turned slowly into a brutal fight of tongues and teeth and lips, so desperated and needed, relieving the stress with bites into each other's flesh, and lapping at the injured area when the stingy taste of blood flooded their mouths.

-Sometimes,- L said as took both of Raito's hands and pinned them to the floor, and rolled the chain up around them.- sometimes I hate you too, Raito-kun.- L's free hand went down till found the zip of the other's pants and ripped it off, putting them off to the ankles and moving so he took place between Raito's legs.-I hate you 'cause you're Kira, but I can't help wanting Kira.

-I hate you 'cause you don't really want me...- Raito's voice was weak and broken with need, releasing a moan when a hand wrapped around his shaft.- I hate you 'cause you only want Kira...

-But Raito-kun,- L bent over Raito and his mouth breathed against the soft skin of the neck.- You.Are.Kira.- he pucntuated each word with a hard bite, breaking skin and drawing a bit of blood.

While kissing and lapping the poor abused flesh, the detective reached out to the small table beside them, searching blindly among the items on it, mostly candies and other sweets, till his fingers sunk into something smooth and creamy.

-This was a very nice cake.- said L lifting his face from Raito's neck and showing him his cream-covered fingers.- I'm sure you'll enjoy it.- a small twisted grin on his face, and then his hand wandered down between the younger boy's legs, searching the warm entrance, and once there, pressing till the digits entered the tigh hole, sweet cream easing it.

L did a few movements with his fingers inside Raito, but he needed more and he needed now, so reached out to the table for more cake and covered his rigid organ with it, then positioned himself between the other's tighs, his cock touching the hot entrance. He yanked at the chain around Raito's wrists as he entered the young boy, and the cry that ripped from Raito's mouth was as good as a sugar high. Their lips collided again and their bodies moved, all wild and animal-like, both geniuses beyond rational thinking. It was a state they could only reach with each other, as if they were so equal they didn't need words anymore to understand the other's thoughts.

As L's cock found that sweet spot inside Raito's body, he threw his head back exposing his neck, inviting the detective who didn't hesitate a second and bit again, as his free hand took Raito's member. It was too much! The brunette shut his eyes and clenched his teeth trying not to come yet, but L thrusted harder both inside and outside.-Come now, Raito-kun.- his voice was low but very demanding, and the younger man couldn't help but obey, spilling semen between their bodies and sobing. A second later he felt Ryuuzaki tensing his body and a warm flood inside him.

-Hate you...

-Hate you too, Ryuuzaki...


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That was the last time he could remember having sex with Raito, but he was sure there was more than that. What about the case?

He knew for sure they had been investigating certain company...Yotsuba, yes that is. Yotsuba. Some of his more important members had contacted with Kira, or they were Kira themselves, and they were killing people according with their financial interests. Bastards.

And Misa. She'd found Higuchi was Kira, that girl had done something usefull for the first time in her life. Now it came to his mind that they had set a trap to Higuchi, and finally captured him. Oh God. The Death Note. And the shinigami. And...

He was dead. He remembered his own death, the pain in his heart, his limbs going weaker and weaker, and Raito's arms holding his body as life left his body. And that smile. The smile he had known he would see sooner or later. Kira's smile. And he had lost, but somehow he was relieved that he had been right all the time. He was dying, but he was still the best detective in the world.

TBC