Detached

BY : Renai_Unmei
Category: Death Note > General
Dragon prints: 2618
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

1/9/08

WARNING: slight yaoi~ness. if you don't like, don't read.

So I've been pretty upset these past few days... and I tried to write a story about me and Brent... but it wasn't helping... so I switched mid typing to this short drabble about L and Raito. So they're probably out of character. Deal with it.

I guess this takes place when they were cuffed together. :shrug: It just happened this way. Other than that it has no real place in the show. I just needed to write this.

Disclaimer: I do not own L and Raito or the characters of Death Note. Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata are the wonderful creators and owners of said characters, manga, and show. I do not make money off of their characters or this story.

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They'd been fighting again. It seemed absolutely impossible for either of them to have a memory of their interactions without it being started with a fight. In fact, it seemed to be the only way one could start a story about them.

They'd been fighting again. Raito had started it, but technically Ryuuzaki had instigated it with his complacent selfish remarks. L could analyze every single angle of a situation, but he rarely concerned himself with deciding what emotions his statements would elicit in other people. He, personally, hardly ever bothered with emotions, so it was difficult to remember that other people lived by them.

Yagami Raito, though often in control of his feelings, had a strong sense of pride and justice. If either was attacked in any way, he could hardly keep from being affronted. Of course it was the detective's fault, the bastard, he'd said, "Raito-kun seems not to think much before acting of late." This was a direct attack at his intelligence, emotionless though it had been spoken, and he was not about to stand for it. Fuck that.

So he'd done the obviously childish thing; he'd punched L in the face.

As Ryuuzaki went flying across the room, he began to consider the situation. This was an obvious reaction, and if he'd taken the time to consider how he himself would feel at being called unintelligent, he might have realized this was going to happen. Though his own response would have simply been a calmly returned half insult of his slanderer's own intellect. Be that as it may, he lived for an eye for an eye.

That was expected as well. The hunched man's foot connected gracefully with Raito's cheek, and the teen went flying in a completely opposite direction. He was having none of that, however, so he yanked the chain of their cuffs, sending Ryuuzaki soaring with him.

The slightly older detective landed on Raito's stomach, one knee on either side of his midsection, his butt planted firmly on the younger boy's hips. This was not predicted. In a movement so swift the young genius could hardly keep up, L had wrapped the chain around his opponent's wrists, firmly binding them above his head. "Check," he whispered simply.

There was no way in Hell he was going to lose. Raito jerked his hips in an effort to throw Ryuuzaki off of him. This failed miserably, as their hips clashed together in a perfect way that was vastly different from his intentions. The teen blushed lightly, and even the great L seemed to have red dusted across his cheeks. Still a confident though dispassionate smile snuck over the detective's features, assuring Raito that no distraction could cause him to lose focus of his check status in this game they played.

"I wasn't trying to cheat, idiot," he hissed, averting his eyes, as he was unable to remove the flush from his face.

"Resorting to insults yet again, Yagami~kun?" he leaned forward until he was just a breath's width from the younger man's lips.

Looking back on it later, Raito would never know what exactly had overcome him in that instant. Whatever it was, he leaned up as quickly and as far as his trapped hands would allow him, crashing his mouth against his adversary's.

There was a pause before Ryuuzaki gave in, and then their tongues danced together in yet another game for dominance. Finally Raito pulled away, and they were both left with quickened pulses and lowered gazes.

"This... this time Raito~kun was most definitely cheating," still L was not looking at him, which was very much unlike the indifferent man.

"Just... shut up, already!" the brilliant teen snapped, managing to free his wrists and shove Ryuuzaki off of him. Without another word, he stalked from the room until the chain pulled taut, leaving L breathless and confused for the first time in his life.

Several days passed, Raito avoiding the detective like the plague, at least as much as the cuffs would allow. He would not meet L's eyes and only responded to comments about the case or casual politeness. After five days of this, Ryuuzaki walked up beside the Yagami boy after the rest of the team had gone home for the evening.

Raito said nothing.

The slouched man took a deep breath and said nothing. He took another deep breath and another. Finally he spoke, "May I ask you a question, Yagami-kun?"

Silence reigned.

"I've been meaning to ask you for quite some time... it just always seems to be rather random. It comes to my attention, however, that I must ask you, lest you remain cold and distant from me for the rest of our time together."

The teen continued staring out the window.

"Why did you kiss me? I was... just wondering. I've scoured my mind completely, but can find no statistics or reasoning behind that action."

A huge sigh heaved through the younger man, but he finally spoke, three words only, "I don't know."

"That is certainly not an answer I would have expected from the brilliant Yagami Raito. I was under the impression that you believed you knew everything," Ryuuzaki turned, hoping to meet his captive's eyes, but was met with the back of his head.

Finally Raito whirled around to face him. "It just happened! OK?!" fire danced behind his eyes angrily.

Something tugged painfully within L's well-guarded heart, an emotion he had never experienced before, "Oh. My apologies."

"I'm going to take a shower, now. If that's alright with you?" the brunette hissed.

"Of course, Yagami-kun. As you wish." Ryuuzaki followed him to the bathroom, staying outside as the door was shut upon their chain. After a moment, L reached up a finger beneath his eye to wipe away some droplet he had suddenly realized was there. He held it before him, tilting his head slightly. "How very interesting," he whispered to himself, "It would seem that Raito-kun has hurt my feelings, enough so to cause me to cry. This is certainly unprecedented." Slowly he slumped to the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest, and chewing on his thumb. His other hand still floated before him with the teardrop upon it. He certainly never would have expected to develop emotions for his prime suspect. In fact, the great detective L did not possess such trivial sentiments. This could certainly prove to be a hindrance to the Kira case. However much Ryuuzaki knew he should be thinking all of those things, he found himself only focusing on the pain that Raito had risen in his heart.


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