Dread Summons Met

AN: Ok guys, those of you who HAVE reviewed. Thank you thank you thank you thank you. To those of you who have not reviewed (99.8 percent, Ha) :kicks in frustration:

I get very few reviews. :tear: I hate being as dependant on reviews as I am, but I am totally unmotivated by the lack of them. If reviews were banned altogether, maybe I wouldn’t be as melancholy as I am, nonetheless… I don’t like threatening this story for reviews but I feel as if I am getting there.

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When L woke the next day, last night’s farce coming to his mind, he wanted to cry again, but he mixed the findings into the black cauldron that was his brain and concluded that last night was only harmful for his heart. And to L that was inconsequential.

He had spent another night with Light Yagami and he was left unharmed and alive. Of course he didn’t think that anything else would have happen whilst Light still didn’t have his memory, but L did not know what to make of Kira’s powers, and he wondered if soon the shinigami would return to Light with his memories.

L rolled over seeking warmth as he had become quite cold during the night and his eyes came to rest meeting Light’s own wide eyed gaze.

He was a devil in the guise of an angel and for a moment he truly believed that due to Light’s ethereal beauty. Even lying there with his head turned like that, his hair askew. He had a glow about him and even as beads of sweat gathered on the teen’s forehead and he knew that Light must be quite ill by now. He was beautiful.

Light smiled disarmingly, and suddenly L slammed his shields up. His eyes widen to their usual stare and he slowly rose from his pillow. He slowly reached his hand out to smooth some of the hair away from Light’s forehead and simultaneously feel for a temperature.

Light was burning up.

“How do you feel Raito kun?”

“Much better.” L’s brow creased. By his calculations, the boy should be feeling rather ill now. Perhaps it was on a different front that he was better. “L, you look so peaceful when you sleep. It makes me envious.” L took the comment in stride.

“You had another night mare?” Light’s eyes darken.

“No.” another lie?

“What was it ab-“

“I don’t remember.” Light rose onto his knees and crawled towards L. Hunger in his eyes. He pulled back the blankets gingerly from L’s still naked form underneath. When his eyes rested on L’s naked sex they flashed with lust and he reached out his hand delicately and placed a smooth stroke over it like petting some feral cat. A deep moan from L, gave Light more courage to continue awakening the sleeping member.

He pumped it a few times until it stood firm, and then he lowered his mouth cautiously to flick his tongue over the L’s heat. While he did this, his eyes were firmly on L as if watching for disapproval. L’s leg spasm almost scaring Light back but he continued licking it like it were something to be savored.

L couldn’t believe what Light was doing, and he looked so eager to please. What seed had been planted that with sleep Light had awakened to be so docile? So utterly different?

But as he looked closer at the glazed eyes rimmed in deepest shade of skin, it became apparent that no sleep had nurtured this new Light.

L seized Light’s wrists and rolled so that Light was beneath him.

“Did you sleep at all?”

“No.” Light looked up playfully from his position beneath L. He was making no apologies.

“Raito kun you must sleep.”

“I’m not tired.” And then the teen grinned and grabbed L pressing his fevered lips to the detective’s throat hungrily.

“Stay with me today?” L was tempted but he still had much work to do.

“I can not Raito kun.” And with that he rose to his feet towards his closet where he withdrew the clothes that he would be wearing today. Light watched on in horror. The sheets pooled around his waist as he propped himself up on one arm.

“You can’t just leave me here with nothing to do.” His voice was firm and dark, except for a glimmer of fear that streaked it.

“You need sleep. Your fever has risen.”

“No no no. I will not, I cannot stay here with nothing to do. I’ve left my cell for a new one.” Lights hands gripped his hair. He began shaking his head violently.

He jumped up naked and fell to his knees in front of L clutching at L’s pants, tears began to stream down his stricken face.

“Please L.” And for the first time he saw what horrible shape Light’s wrists were in. Bruised to the bone. Skin red and raw to the point of bleeding. L winced.

“You don’t know what boredom does to me. Please L.”

“I’m sorry Raito kun, I’ll have Watari send in some reading material is there anything you would like in particular?” He lifted Light to his feet and sat him on the bed. He rummaged through Light’s drawers and closet retrieving some clothing. L held out the clothes to Light.

Light looked betrayed. He shoved the clothes away falling back onto the bed and curled into himself. L sighed and crossed the room. He made a quick phone call to Watari. Keeping silent enough so that Light couldn’t hear.

He crept back to the trembling teen. Sitting down lightly and rubbing Light’s back. But just as quick Light, was holding L’s wrist and twisting it. An evil glint in his eyes.

“You are on the verge of destroying me L, The world’s greatest detective. I hope that when finally your hands have bloodied and I am gone that you will be able to cope with Justice’s heavy whip. But I wonder if all that you do to me is for the fall of Kira, or perhaps his preservation. I think L that you must hate me or love me, undeniably.

“If I am Kira, you are seeing to it that I will have no qualms with destroying you. Are you martyring yourself for me L? Perhaps you are but an angel sent from heaven to elevate the pain of killing you. Either that or some demon.” Light falls back on the bed releasing L’s wrist, laughing.

There is such a tone in Light’s voice that it makes the hairs on the back of L’s neck rise. Light rises again into a sitting position. All laughter and jest having gone from his face in mere seconds.

“If I am not indeed Kira, then I follow him whole heartedly.” His eyes honey granite. As if they were just dipped and pulled from pools of sugar syrup for their gleam. Suddenly Light Points his finger at the ceiling in blatant mockery of L.

“I know, you were sent to show me that evil is just as sure in the realms of all mankind. Even in those places it is supposed to be most opposed. Kira is naïve; there is no hope for mankind. He should instead be saving the dolphins or perhaps the Sumatra Tigers.” Light begins to giggle, as a child would, while he rolls naked on the bed.

L stands

“How convenient, that now I am evil, but I assure Raito kun that my intentions are not to make this at all easy for Kira. Now I suggest you dress, Watari will be up here in approximately 48 seconds.”

“No! Don’t go, I’m so alone in here please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Light is again clutching at L, but L twists away just as there is a soft rap on the door.

“Come in.”

Watari enters unperturbed by Light’s nudity, but he wouldn’t be as L told him virtually everything. L is pinching the bridge of his nose. Light is quietly weeping on the floor behind him.

“Thank you Watari.” Watari nods with the faintest of smiles and approaches the crying Light. L unlocks his cuff and walks to the bathroom. He retrieves a first aid kit and makes his way back over to Light. Watari is helping the listless teen into the pants that L had earlier proffered.

L proceeded to unlock Light’s wrist from the cuff. But Light does not lift his head from the floor or acknowledge them at all. L busies himself with bandaging Light’s wrists until it looks almost like Light is recovering from having his wrists slashed. A small manacle is fastened around the teen’s ankle instead and Watari lifts Light hanging limply in his arms over to the bed.

A few low-keyed directions are given to Watari before he takes his leave. L pulls the blankets up and around Light making it around Light’s still form. Till nothing looks out of place. Even the red-rimmed eyes seem like they are part of the landscape as L finally placing a delicate kiss on Light’s forehead, leaves the room.

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On that day Yagami san did not check up on Light. But Light couldn’t bring himself to care.

When Light discovered that he was chained to the bed by his ankle, he laughed so hard that he nearly fell from the mattress. So here he was L’s little sex slave. Chained by a shining silver anklet to his masters bed. He laughed himself to tears and then cried himself to sleep.

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When he awoke again the red light of sunset was streaming in through the curtains having been opened some to let in the evening sun now faced away from the bedroom window. He saw a stack of books and magazines on the nightstand and reaching out gingerly He saw that it was the bible and A few issues of national Geographic featuring the world’s most endangered species.

He looked quizzically up into the surveillance camera as if asking it a question, but simply rolled over and fell back asleep.

L watched wearily the screen. He had the others sent out on various leads so it would be easier to monitor Light. What did one do when they were in love with some one who would eventually want them dead?

He leant forward as he saw Light awaken. The teen’s eyes looked empty as L watched he felt as though he were witnessing video footage of a ghost. Light stood and walked towards the desk. The chain on his ankle grew taught and the teen, showing no emotion looked at his hands bewildered as he sank to his knees.

L’s mind raged and raged. Some thing terrible was a bout to happen. L jumped to his feet and watched the video feed a moment more before He took of sprinting, he chose the stairs as the elevator would take to long. His side ached from not being used to physical exertion. His bare feet pounded on the Berber carpet as his mind raced over all the possibilities. It could be that he was just being paranoid.

But his mind flashed a warning again and he increased his pace.

Finally at the door he could hear an awful wail on the other side, near out of breath he quick punched the key and flung the door open. Light was knelt on the floor where L had last seen him on the video and he was clawing at his face.

He approached Raito quickly and pulled his wrists away from his face. Watari entered the room then.

“What is it L?”

“He has tried to remove his eyes I believe.” L shouted above Light’s wails. He flung the teen back onto the floor and held his wrists above his head. “We will need a doctor Watari.” Watari bowed and quickly left the room.

“I am Justice. Justice is blind.” Light kept repeating in an awful croak. L’s gut twisted with the words. “I am justice. Justice is blind.” Light had scratched his face up pretty bad and one eye was closed while blood was seeping out of it. Light was too terrified to open that eye and look at the damage that could be done.

“Raito kun, what does that mean?” But Light didn’t answer. He just lay there beneath L, he curled into himself as much as L’s opposing figure would allow. As much as he could. Turning his head to the side.

“Don’t look at me, I’m a… a monster.” And suddenly Light broke into tears falling with shimmer and mingling with blood down into his hairline. A great heave of energy poured into Light and He shook from L’s grasp, backing away from the detective. He stood and grabbed a chair and flung it at the windows.

But the window did not break nor even budge and If Light had not been blinded by blood and tears he would have seen that There was nary a crack in the glass.

L was once again on Light but Light would not have it. He struggled and kicked and clawed. In the end L had won out and he had pinned Light to the bed. Now sitting on Light’s abdomen while holding his arms prostrated above him. He took off his belt and managed to tie Light’s hands together. He leapt from the bed quickly to retrieve one of the sedatives that he had hidden in the room. He quickly injected its contents into Light’s deltoid.

“I… am… justice…. Justice… is… blind” the words were spaced far apart as Light’s unhurt eye began to flutter closed