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Fever Dreams	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > L/Light Views: 2733 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 9
Misa launched herself at Light with as much enthusiasm as always. He had to step back from the impact. For a girl who weighed next to nothing, she sure could produce a lot of force. Already, her head was snuggling into his chest and each of her arms hooked into his.
Misa said, "Liiiiight! Light!"
Just then, a shape winged into view from around the corner of the building. Ryuk. Why was he still following Misa? She didn't have ownership.
Ryuk said, "Hey, Light! I've been so bored without you! I've had to amuse myself messing with Misa's stuff every time she turns around. Today, I kept putting her food in the middle of the table and she was really thinking she was going crazy, and yesterday I put her shampoo into the conditioner bottles and her conditioner into the shampoo bottles."
Rem said, "Ryuk, you can play tricks on someone who isn't important to me instead of Misa. L will probably install cameras in Misa's apartment soon, and if your actions result in her getting in trouble, I will torment you forever."
Good! Rem needed to keep Ryuk under control. She was the only one who could, now. Still, Light wanted to grit his teeth at the thought of all the things that could go wrong, but he kept a serene look on his face for the cameras and for Misa's sake.
Ryuk said, "Hey, Light, I'm talking to you! Why can't you whisper like before?"
Rem said, "Light is covered in hidden microphones. There won't be any whispering now."
Misa finally drew back from her epic snuggle-hug and looked Light in the face, smiling sweetly. She said, "Light, I've missed you so much! Kira stopped the deaths, it's all over the news, so why don't you rest from the investigation and come on a date with me?"
Light said, "I'm sorry Misa, but the investigation is short on personnel and I think we're very close to catching Kira. Every minute of work I can do is highly valuable, and I need closure with catching Kira so I can feel like I've paid him back for everything he did to both of us and my father."
In a doubtful voice, Misa said, "Okay."
Light held Misa and smiled down at her. God, she was short! This was one of the reasons he hated her. Simply looking her in the face put a strain in his neck. Everything about her was difficult, painful, boring or annoying. Soon, it would be time to dump her and that would be great, but, until then, it had to be a nice little relationship.
No, there was no reason to start dropping hints that she should see other men or that it wasn't working out. That would just make her upset for a longer time period and then Rem would be pissed. The best way to deal with this would be to keep her happy for the time being and then dump her very suddenly as soon as L gave permission. Sometimes, pain was unavoidable and Misa and Rem would just have to deal with it.
Maybe, though, it would be a good idea to try to get L to force Misa to see a therapist after the relationship officially ended. She certainly needed one, and keeping her as happy and well-balanced as possible was a good idea. Besides, just about anyone who was dumped could use some emotional help, and Misa's friends, mostly models from the same company, were all vapid airheads who didn't really help Misa at all in any way. They certainly weren't good influences.
Misa was snuggling into Light again, and she pulled down his body so she could whisper in his ear. She said, "There's always a reason why we can't have sex. You won't keep me waiting too long, will you? I thought we were going to celebrate the capture of Higuchi, and we can't do that on these steps."
Light tried to think of what to do, what to say. While he didn't have his memories, he had always ignored her as much as he could, only refraining from dumping Misa at L's insistence that doing so would be harmful to the investigation because Misa might become uncooperative and also leak secrets that would ultimately put everyone's lives in danger. And, when Light did have his memories, the only thing they ever talked about was Kira. Now, having his memories and no desire or ability to discuss Kira-related topics, while being put in a position where he couldn't just ignore her, it felt like there was nothing to do or say. Without the Kira mission, nothing held them together.
Still, Misa didn't seem to need their relationship to really be based on anything. She had endured months of Light barely paying attention to her and, now, she seemed content to merely be held on the steps outside the investigation center, snuggling annoyingly into Light's chest. Light tried to figure out how much longer he should stay like this to satisfy Misa, Rem and L. It was so stupid that L wanted him to keep doing this, to keep up the pretense. L was watching and listening to everything. Was he thrilled at Misa's admission that the two of them had never had sex?
Still, if L wasn't completely cold-hearted, there must be some jealousy stirring in him from seeing this. Light once more envisioned L's little display with Matsuda, L's dark, curious eyes flicking over to see if Light looked jealous. Well, L probably deserved a little of that in return. No, he deserved more that a little. He'd been kissing Matsuda and making out with him. L needed to see exactly the same thing in return. He needed to know what it felt like. That would make it even, and maybe it would make the sex a bit hotter next time, with both of them having an equal amount of jealousy in their hearts.
Light said, "Misa, let's sit on the steps together. Do you want to kiss me?"
Misa squealed, and then sat down on the stone steps, eagerly patting a place right beside her. Light smirked and settled in. Misa immediately wrapped herself around him, sliding into his lap. Light closed his eyes, that was the best way for this whole experience not to be too horrible, and imagined L as he kissed Misa. That pale skin, the delicate features, the way his eyes, eyelashes and hair were all so dark, a matching set. The way he became so pliant and incoherent during sex.
Light's mouth moved across Misa's eagerly, and she gave a little feminine moan of approval. Light tried to block it out and thought of his sounds, of L's sounds. Most of his noises weren't too loud, but they were definitely masculine, breathy and husky and low, urgent with desire. Light's hands snaked around Misa's hips, clutching them. Yes, L was much taller, but his hips were this narrow and slender. Light could almost, almost, imagine he was grasping L, kissing L. Misa's skin was just as soft as L's skin, and her slight weight moving back and forth in Light's lap was giving him an erection.
L had better deliver; he had better have something arranged for tonight, or maybe even a little quickie in a bathroom or a closet during the day. It was so hard to wait, to endure it. And, this was more than L had done with Matsuda, but L deserved it. After all, he was the one who had said, "Light, what we have is nothing. It's not a relationship, it's a mistake."
Now, after this, L would feel more possessive. He had to. Maybe he didn't understand anything about relationships and social processes, or he thought such things didn't apply to him, but he wasn't a robot. L was subject to every instinct and emotion that humans had. Light had already proven that. L would find himself feeling jealousy, feeling a desire to stake a claim. And that was exactly what he needed to feel.
Light shifted Misa's form around in his lap, being sure the cameras would be able to detect his erection, and concentrated his full attention on eating her face while imagining L, his slender arms, his warm skin... oh God, when he'd been feverish, it had been like an oven inside him, so tight and absolutely perfect, and the way he responded enthusiastically, the way he didn't seem to understand what he was feeling but plunged into it without any hesitation...
Finally, Misa drew back with a completely stunned look on her face, a fiery blush across both cheeks and her eyes glassy. She was certainly happy.
As Light helped her to her feet she looked a bit drunk, and she absently murmured, as if talking to nobody in particular, "Oh, Light!"
Then, she was going on her way, walking down to the taxi that would return her to her apartment or to whatever modeling photo shoot she might be on today.
When Light was once more inside headquarters, he saw with satisfaction that L was giving him a smoldering look of anger and lust all mixed together. His dad was also giving him a look; it was like the I-will-kill-you look of earlier, but intensified.
Watari approached with the handcuffs once more, but Soichiro said, "Ryuzaki, can I speak to my son alone now?"
L said, "It won't truly be alone since I will review the video footage later, but if it gives you comfort I can let you talk in a room by yourselves."
Watari said, "Ryuzaki, I would like to speak with you as well."
L said, "That is fine."
Light flashed Rem a meaningful look that he hoped she would take to mean she needed to eavesdrop on the conversation and report its contents later. He was satisfied to see her following L and Watari as they left the room. Light's gaze returned to his father. This was going to be explosive, he could just tell it.
Light said, "Dad, why don't we talk here? Everyone else will view the video too, I'm sure, not just Ryuzaki."
Aizawa said, "I don't do that sort of thing, and neither does Mogi. Not unless it's truly related to the investigation."
Matsuda said, "Hey! I know what you guys are implying. I'm not that interested in gossip!"
With little pauses between each word, as if he were trying to keep control, Soichiro said, "We - will - go - to - a - room - and - talk."
With that said, Soichiro spun on his heel and began stomping off. Light followed him up the stairs, down a hallway, and into a small conference room with a large table at one side and a row of wheeled, upholstered chairs at the other. Soichiro motioned impatiently toward the chairs and Light sat down.
Soichiro said nothing, but his hands were fists and he paced the full length of the room several times, never looking at Light.
Finally, he spun around to glare directly at Light at shouted, "What were you thinking!"
"Dad-"
"No, don't try to smooth this over. Tell me, really, what were you thinking? What could have gotten into you to make you act this way?"
"Dad, I love him, and he must feel the same way about me or he wouldn't let me do those things."
Soichiro breathed in and out several times, his hands clenching and unclenching. Then he said, "You are taking advantage of a man who doesn't know a thing about his own body, a man who's never had a friend or a romantic relationship in his life. He's almost a child."
"I'm younger than he is."
"Do you know how old he is?"
"No. But L's history suggests he has to be at least five years older than me."
Soichiro said, "It doesn't matter. What you are doing is wrong. It's wrong for him, it's wrong for you, and it harms the morale of this investigation. Every single man on this team has risked his life to pursue Kira, and when you do this, it... it makes it seem like you're Kira and you're trying... trying to corrupt L. It makes them afraid for their lives. With all the things that have happened, with all the confusion about everything, this is too much to bear, to add this outrageous behavior to it all."
Light crossed his arms, put a stubborn look on his face and said, "But I love him. I really do."
Soichiro snorted. "Don't claim love, don't talk to me about love. If you really loved him, you wouldn't try to ruin his reputation, and you wouldn't be so happy to kiss Misa."
"Hey! He told me to keep up a pretense of a relationship, to keep Misa from being suspicious. I was trying hard because I'd been told it was for the sake of the investigation. Isn't that what you want, Dad?"
Soichiro looked confused. This was good; it was a break that could be exploited.
Light said, "I'm trying my best, I'm trying to help this investigation. If you'd felt things like this for Mom at a time when it would cause trouble for others, would you be able to hold back? And, I tried to keep it discreet. If there weren't cameras everywhere, nobody would know about this and then it wouldn't bother them. I'm being held to standards that other guys my age don't have to meet."
Soichiro was faltering, Light could see it. He was still angry as hell, but he was running out of things to say. Words always failed him. He was a man of emotions and action, and he couldn't win this kind of fight.
Light said, "I wish it wasn't like this, but I don't have much time to pursue him. We'll probably catch Kira soon. Then, when the case ends, L will disappear again, and if he isn't attached to me by that point I'll have no way to be with him or even contact him. If I don't try now, I'll lose him forever. If L was a normal person I could wait until I'm cleared to pursue him, but I can't."
Soichiro said, "But... it isn't right... you can't do this..."
Soichiro was turning quite red. Light could almost believe that steam would start coming out his ears at any moment. The pressure of being so angry, and not able to argue properly, was about to make the man explode.
Light said, "This conversation is over," and left the room, hearing Soichiro sputter angrily behind him.
When Light reached the main room where the other investigators were, he was sure they must have been watching despite Aizawa's words. They all had that kind of look on their faces, and their motions were too busy, too focused on the tasks they were performing.
A little while later, Watari, L and Rem returned together, and Rem gave Light a summary on what had been discussed as Watari attached the handcuffs again and locked them. It had been a rather explosive argument at first, with the main point being Watari's insistence that L was too inexperienced in sexual matters, and that if he had needs of that sort, he should hire a prostitute to satisfy those needs rather than use a person who was the prime suspect for committing the most murders in all of history.
Then their conversation had become rather odd, dwelling on subjects such as the weather, descriptions of things they'd eaten in the past and other inane topics. Light was sure that had to be a code between them, some secret way of exchanging information. L must suspect Light had the power of overhearing what was being said in other rooms even when all the cameras and microphones were disconnected, and he'd been telling Watari secrets.
When the handcuffs were secure, Watari said, "I've arranged for the interviews. The first session can begin in half an hour."
Light asked, "Who are we interviewing today?"
L said, "I will interview, you will merely observe. I'm going to interview every surviving member of the Yotsuba meetings along with every NPA officer who was present at Higuchi's arrest, and a few other people."
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