Trust Me, My Panda

L turned over on his side and curled up into his pillow that was asleep with his arm lazily thrown over the detective’s side. Said detective yawned and opened his eyes slow, seeing Raito’s relaxed face, his hair having a slightly case of bed head. He smiled sand squirmed out of his arms, going into one of his drawers for his shirt—the chain would reach, luckily. He pulled it on and looked at the brunette again. He really did look peaceful and happy in his sleep, but…



He crawled back onto the bed and tried to shake him awake. “Raito-kun. Get up.”



Raito groaned softly and turned over, jerking the covers over his head. “Five more fucking minutes…” He grumbled. He wasn’t a very nice person when he woke up. L had learned this the hard way. He’d tried to wake Raito up earlier than usual because he was hungry, and the chain wouldn’t have reached, and after five attempts, he got a fist in his face and a split and bloody lip. Of course, Raito had also got a foot to his stomach. That had woken him up.



L huffed and pulled the covers down and crawled on top of him. “But Raiiiittoooooo…” He pouted and poked his side, earning a soft giggle from the other. He grinned evilly and poked him again.



“L, stop!” Raito demanded, trying to hold back a laugh. “I’m going to chain you to the bed.”



L snickered. “That wouldn’t be much of a punishment.”



Raito just rolled his eyes and shifted under the covers, trying to get comfortable and go to sleep again. “You’re the one that forced me to be chained up to you again, Ryuu.”



L pouted again and rested his chin on his shoulder. “Yes, but it didn’t seem to bother you an hour ago…” He received no response and huffed again. He nipped at Raito’s ear lobe until he finally got a tired sound from the brunette. He smiled and sat up on him, poking his sides. Raito started squirming, and tried to push L’s hands away. L grinned and only poked him harder. The brunette’s quiet giggles turned into loud laugher, making L laugh with him.



“Ry-Ryuuzaki! Stop!”



L did as he said and rested his body the other’s. “I just wanted to hear you laugh…” he said, intertwining his fingers with Raito’s.



Raito cocked an eyebrow at him and frowned, but squeezed his hand gently. “Why? You couldn’t have done it another time, when I wasn’t half-asleep?”



L knit his eyebrows together and sighed, laying his head on Raito’s chest. “It feels like we’re going to have to say goodbye soon…” He lay there for only a few moments before he stood and pulled on the chain, bringing the brunette with him. He started to make coffee, avoiding Raito’s gaze. Did the know other that he already knew? He was afraid to tell him that the whole task force could see the Shinigami, Rem. But why? It wasn’t like he was really afraid of Raito getting mad. Maybe it was just that the detective thought Raito would leave him, if he thought he knew everything.



He bit on his lip and lowered his head. No matter how he felt, Kira would have to be put to justice.



“Why do you think that?” Raito asked softly by his ear, making him jump slightly.



L snapped his head to look at the brunette. “Why do I think what?” Had he said something out loud that he shouldn’t have?



“why do you think that we’ll have to say goodbye soon?” He brushed his slips against his neck, and L tilted his head to the side a little.



“It’s just a feeling,” L said, pressing his body back again his lover’s. Raito wrapped his arms around his waist, messing with the hem of his jean. He nipped at the bare skin on L’s shoulder and lightly rocked against him. L made a small noise and rolled his own hips back, his head lolling more to the side and back, one of his hands going into Raito’s hair and tugging slightly.



Raito’s hand went down further, kneading L through his pants, almost like a cat. L groaned, arching his back.



“We… shouldn’t be doing this again,” he gasped, his hips rocking back and forth, into Raito’s hand and back against his hips. “we should get to… Ooh… work.”



“You don’t really mean that,” Raito said huskily. He pushed L forward onto the counter, his hand slipping inside his pants, slowly gliding up and down his member. “You want this just as much as I do.” He jerked the detective’s pants down and slapped his ass, earning a small squeak from the older man. He slipped a finger inside his entrance, barely brushing against his prostate.



L’s mind melted. That bastard just loved teasing, getting him to do what he wanted, the exacty way he wanted it. He tried to push back against the intruding digit, but Raito only stopped his movements. “Hhaah… Y-yess… B-but… someday, we’ll get caught…”



Raito chuckled darkly and pushed in another finger and swirled his tongue over L’s pulse point, hearing a desperate moan from the detective. “And I can’t wait for that day. Then, we don’t have to wait for the right time and make up some lame excuse… and I can fuck you more.”



L whimpered and clenched his jaw. “Then why don’t you just fuck me now?” he asked, crying out when he felt his fingers finally brush against his nerves.



Raito growled and wrapped his fingers around L’s member and pushed in hard, shoving him against the counter more. “Because… I wanted this to last longer… but if you’re so impatient, I’ll give it to you.” Without leaving him, he pulled L back onto the floor, bucking his hips up. “Now, I’m going to fuck you so hard that Kira will be the last thing on your mind,” he panted into his ear. “For once.”



L let out a low moan, bouncing up and down on the brunette, spreading his legs out more. “Raito… Raito… Hnn, Light.” He suddenly pulled his body away from Raito, and turned his body around. He settled himself back on the other’s hips and impaled himself, his eyes clouding over with ecstasy. He threw his head back, pressing his hips down onto Raito’s. He moved his back more like a dancer, his back arching constantly, his hips rolling down. He gently pushed Raito back to the floor, biting on his lip.



Raito’s nails dug into the tile floor as he looked up at L. He never thought the detective could move like THAT. It was like he hadn’t been the submissive one for the first time, only an hour before. He let his head drop to the floor, watching L’s blushing face contort into what was only absolute pleasure. That was what made him nearly fly over the edge.



As Raito filled him, L still rode him, under he couldn’t hold back anymore. He screamed Raito’s name, his body convulsing. He fell forward, catching himself by his hands before he crushed Raito for a second time. He closed his eyes, slowly getting his mind back. He was ready to have some coffee and happily go down to the investigation room, when he heard the door slam. His eyes snapped open and he stood quickly. He gathered his clothes, peeking out of the kitchen. No one was there, which mean that someone was actually there when he and Raito were busy in the kitchen. “This could be a problem.”



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Matsuda ran down the hall, screaming. That was the worst thing he had everseen in his life. He had never heard anything more… disturbing. He was scarred for life now. “Yagami-saaaan!” he cried, running through the door. “Ryuuzaki… Raito… Did… bad… IT WAS SO HORRIFYING!”



Everyone looked at Matsuda like he was insane. L and Raito, doing something bad? Impossible. They were both very smart and they wouldn’t do anything bad. Raito was a perfect little angel. He was the chief’s son; he would never try to do anything that was considered bad. He and L had the same views on things like that.



“What’s horrible?”



Matsuda’s body stiffened and whipped around to look at Raito and L, who were just walking into the room. “Um, n-nothing,” he said, bringing his hands up, as if to protect himself from something.



“Matsuda thinking that you and L were doing something ‘bad’,” Aizawa said, looking unamused.



Raito blinked and titled his side to the side innocently, looking confused. “We didn’t do anything bad…” He cocked an eyebrow and looked at Matsuda. “We weren’t even aware that you were in the same room, Matsuda-san.” He then looked at L, still seeming innocent. “Ryuuzaki-san?”



L walked over to the computer, and that’s when Matsuda realized how much trouble he was in. If they had heard him, they wouldn’t be down here as fast. They wouldn’t be acting to clueless. Also, the china would still be connecting them with only six feet of distance.



The detective shrugged and moved his mouse around, his screen coming back to life and brining up the Internet again. “I have no idea what Matsuda-kun is talking about. But…” he turned in his chair to rest his black gaze on the other man. It is not very mature or nice of you to make up stories like that. If you’re going to lie, at least make them believable.”



Matsuda looked around, his face heating up slightly. How could they all think he was lying? He never lied! “Wha—but!! They were screaming a-and—”



Aizawa sighed and looked back to his papers. “Just drop it already. We know you’re bored, but the rest of us are working hard. So shut up, Matsuda.”



Matsuda gaped and tried a few more times, but an annoyed look from both L and the Chief at the same time made him want to cower in the corner. He huffed and tried to work again. He occasionally looked back to see L and Raito exchanging a few words in a whisper to each other, and even a smile or two.



One time, L even started laughing. It wasn’t a quiet chuckle or even a sarcastic snicker. Raito was leaning over the back of the detective’s chair, gaping at his screen. “Ryuuzaki! That’s not something you should laugh at!” He smacked the back of L’s head and crossed his arms, while L simply leaned forward, wrapping his arms around his stomach.



“Actually, it’s quite humorous, Raito-kun,” L said, holding back his snickers behind his hand.



Soichiro looked up from his work, frowning. “What is it?” he asked, standing up to see what the detective thought was so funny. L quickly clicked out of it and cleared his throat. “I’m sorry, Yagami-san, it’s nothing. It’s just another threat from a Kira supporter.”



“Yeah, another threat to you,” Raito said, looking ready to slap him again. “How is that funny?”



L smiled impishly up at his lover, chewing on his thumb. “I’m just somewhat surprised that I’d actually run into something like that.



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“I think you should go home for a while.”



Raito’s head snapped up from resting on L’s bare stomach. He looked hurt and shook his head. “Why? Do you want me to?”



L rolled his eyes. That wasn’t going to work on him. He knew that Raito didn’t really want to stay with him. He brushed his fingers against the brunette’s cheek and found himself smiling when he leaned into his touch. “It’s not that I want you to—” Only half true—“but that you should. Your father knows that we’re not being forced to see each other anymore—everyone does. So unless you want to tell him that you sleep with me, then you should go home and see your family. Don’t you miss them?”



“Yes… but I like staying here with you.” He lay his head down on his stomach again, closing his eyes.



L sighed and started to run his hands through Raito’s hair. He wished that this could be real. He was content, for once in his life. Could it be such a bad thing to share his life with someone else?



His eyebrows knit together and he let his hand drop onto the mattress, looking up at the ceiling. When he had all the evidence against Raito, could he really let everything go and throw his feelings away? He sighed again and let himself relax into sleep.



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“You don’t look good. Did you eat something bad?”



“Do you need to go to the doctor?”



“No… I’m fine…” L stumbled to his seat, holding his head. Actually, it felt like his head was about to explode, and he was pretty sure that his lunch was about to come back up. He burped and made a face, his head falling onto the desk hard.



“Ryuuzaki!” Raito was by his side, of course. He’d been more touchy-feely than he normally was. It was getting a little annoying, but he forced himself to bear with it. The pieces were slowly coming together, so any day he had with the brunette could be the last.



“I’m fine.” L burped again and put a hand up to his mouth, swallowing thickly. God, that was disgusting.



Everyone started fussing over him, telling him that if he was sick, the case would go nowhere, they’d all have to work harder to make it up, and that if L was too lazy to see a doctor, that he should take better care of himself.



L jumped up and pushed everyone out of the way, nearly tripping over his chair. He ran for the nearest trashcan in the room and emptied out his stomach.



Everyone looked away, and Raito nearly got sick himself. He couldn’t have done that in a bathroom? Then again, he probably wouldn’t have made it. He gave L a disgusted look, directed at his back. He definitely wasn’t kissing the man anytime soon, until he brushed his teeth good and washed his mouth out until it tasted and smelled minty fresh. Eugh.



L dry heaved a few times before he fell to his knees on the floor, leaning against the wall and panting slightly. His forehead felt a little sweaty, and he felt weak. What the hell was wrong with him. Watari helped him up and walked him back into his bedroom, telling him to rest. L tried to reach down fro his laptop, but Watari quickly snatched that away. He put a cold washcloth on his forehead and told him he’d be back with some medicine and water.



L groaned and rolled on his side, curling up. He’d only been sick once in his life, and the percentage that he would actually throw up again from just eating chocolate was low. So why now?





Yaaaay. Almost five pages! That’s good for me, though. O.o lol!



Anyway, just so you guys know, a few weeks passed in this chapter. Three or four, and… I don’t know when a chick starts getting morning sickness. Maybe it’s at two months, but… eh. There’s more in the plot than little Lawli being preggers. XD



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