Villains Ch 28 Sparks

[reaperlight]

A/N: I OWN NOTHING.

Is extreme angst a superpower?

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When Light and L returned to the bridge that crowd of people once again swarmed around them…

Light smiled warmly as L was swarmed with kids. "That was awesome!" They declared.

Though he hid it well, Light could tell that L was very uncomfortable by all the attention. L relaxed a bit when Light interlaced his fingers with his.

One little boy tugged at Light's sleeve to get his attention. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you!" he gushed.

Light winced. "No… you don't."

"Well…" said L, not really wanting to deal with all these people at the moment after experiencing so many emotional upheavals: watching Light die, dying himself, remembering what he was forced to forget-and feeling like those wounds were just ripped open he just felt like screaming -well he did that already… though all things considered, maybe gouging his eyes out would be a more appropriate response. At the very least he wanted some time alone to go sulk in a corner or something though he knew that that was not going to happen… So L dealt with it the same way he always dealt with horrific trauma. Keep up that bland expression and pretend nothing is wrong… "…we best get going…"

Light looked at L worriedly-it was disconcerting, how well Light could read him…

"Hey, how much for a Freak Crepe?" asked the stick-wielding-hooligan.

"Crepes! I love crepes."

"…" L and Light sweatdropped. Neither of them really knew how to make crepes… but they sold a lot anyway.

***

When they were finally broke free of the grateful people… Light noted with some concern how broken L looked… Light squeezed his hand. "Let's go. I'll drive," Light insisted.

"How's your arm?" L pointed out.

Light winced.

"You should rest," L insisted.

"It's my turn anyway," Light argued.

"You died."

"So did you. I'll drive. You rest."

On the road again they fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Light felt the eyes boring holes into him and couldn't stand it anymore. "What?"

Indeed, L was staring at him again… but his eyes were haunted. Light noted how his mouth moved like there was something he desperately wanted to say but he just couldn't grasp the words…

Light pulled over again. L didn't even protest about yet another unscheduled stop. Light got up and stood next to L's seat. He laid a hand on L's shoulder and asked more gently.

"L, what is it?"

L finally began in a small voice "You've died before…"

"Yeah…"

L looked at him questioningly. "What's it like, when you die?" L's pleading eyes compelled him to answer.

Light sighed, not really liking where this was going "I don't see a light at the end of the tunnel if that's what you're asking."

"Is it… hell?" That hardly seemed fair, now... well sure Light had done some very evil things, but… but… his heart's in the right place...

"No," Light looked fairly disconcerted "There's just… nothing."

"Like you black out?"

"No… it's not even that, no dreams, no awareness really it's… nothing. What about you?"

"It's… the same." L's bangs fell over his eyes. The same…

Light looked over to see L trembling. He pulled the van to a stop on the side of the road, got up, and held L to his chest. "But hey, maybe it's just us... Misa's died too, we might ask her sometime… Maybe there's a chorus of angels for her..."

"You don't believe that," L stated

"No."

"I never believed…" L began… but actually experiencing that nothing and… knowing that "I sent them there…" L sobbed brokenly. As Light held him it all came spilling out… "I remember… so many missions! When they brought me there, they said I wouldn't have to! I didn't want to! They… they hurt me…"

Light held L tighter.

"Who hurt you?" Light said in a voice that suggested that whoever hurt L now had a very short lifespan indeed…

"But-but I DESERVED IT!" L cried. "Light! I-I KILLED MY PARENTS!"

***
When L was calmer Light was able to piece together what had happened… A two year old temper tantrum was one hell of a time to manifest powers. L had accidentally burned his house down and his parents were killed in the fire. Thus he became the first prisoner / recruit in the care of Wammy's House. They had promised that they would help him learn to control his powers so he wouldn't hurt anyone anymore.

The assassination missions began when he was five.

Also, as the Wammy's first he had endured the worst of the reckless experimentation before the House instituted their current more "humane" policies. A favorite of theirs was seeing just how much voltage he could take, pushing the envelope again, and again, and again... Another was using him as a power source-this continued long after the "testing" was done. The House was cheap after all and as long as they routinely strapped L into the machine they wouldn't have to pay their electric bill... So they still used the machine as a punishment for L… and L was punished as much as possible for the smallest of offenses.

And surprisingly enough this horrific abuse led to psychological consequences. L began to really enjoy the missions (it meant he was away from the House).Though L's handlers didn't notice anything was wrong until their now twelve year old assassin began "thrill killing." As far as L could tell that's when the memory wipes began. Perhaps it was an attempt to correct the damage done or perhaps he was still useful as long as he didn't remember what had been done to him and what he had become…

"…all so worthless! …I always knew I was just their tool but it all makes sense now… I-I only ever focused on the mission. Never bothered making friends… because… because I always sensed on some level-they all hated me. Now I know why... I'm a monster."

Light held L's shoulders and forced him to look him right in the eye, "You're NOT worthless and you're NOT a monster!"

L gave a strained laugh considering the source… "It doesn't matter," L choked. "They'll just wipe my memories again after this mission…"

"You are NOT going back to that place!" Yes a modified version of his original plan of destroying that place was sounding more and more appealing with every new detail L told him...

"Why not!"

"Because you're not a TOOL-you're a human being!"

"But… what else is there?" L whispered in despair.

Light held L close and spoke softly in his ear "There's me."

L shuddered in Light's arms as he choked out. "But you don't want me…"

"L…" Light leaned over and captured his lips to prove just how wrong that statement was…. Tears still fell but L's eyes but for an entirely different reason. Afterwards Light added unnecessarily "Of course I want you!"

"Why?"

Light looked annoyed, "You know why!"

"No, I don't! Why the hell are you even attracted to a Freak like me?"

Light comfortingly ran his hand up and down his back. "I've always been attracted to you... Since the moment we crashed into each other in the hallway. Well, logically I knew who you were and that you were there to either arrest or kill me but… I suppose, in the beginning it was because you reminded me of someone I once knew…"

Beyond…? L did not like that comparison… no matter how true it might be…

"But you're not him. You're you." Light quickly amended, "And that's a very good thing. Because you ARE a good person!"

L shook his head in muted protest.

"You ARE! You're better than me. I don't deserve you."

"Light-I'm a murderer!"

"You're being too hard on yourself. You had no choice!"

"Did you?" L pointed out.

Light looked away in shame, "I didn't have to kill that many…"

That's the answer I would have given...

"You asked why?" Light nuzzled against his neck. "Because you're strong, and you're beautiful, and you're oh so very annoying..."

"Annoying?"

"You're so argumentative, and you keep shocking and yelling at me and all… but… I wouldn't have it any other way… I just like being around you. You're smart, and funny, and never boring…"

L blinked owlishly as he prodded "WHY?"

You don't get it? How can you not get it? Light though in exasperation and the next seven words came flying out of his mouth before he could stop them "Dammit L! I think I love you!"

Well that just hung in the air… Like just enough rope to hang myself …

However if L's reaction, a great "tackle of affection," was anything to go by it was apparently the right thing to say. Light somehow managed to remain standing as L flew at and then clung to him, wrapping his legs around his hips and awkwardly mashed their faces together. Light's lips parted when L's tongue demanded entrance. This time L dominated, and Light didn't even try to fight it especially when L demonstrated just how very talented he was with his tongue. It soon became a serious struggle for Light to keep hold of L… and stay standing.

They were both breathing heavily when they came up for air.

"The House… it's all I know…" L began, flushed.

"It's never too late to learn something new..." Light's gaze was smoldering.

"Well…" L looped his arms around Light's neck "there's something I'd very much like you to teach me..."

Light chuckled. "Oh really, and what would that be?"

"Light, you know what I want."

Light leaned in so that there foreheads touched. "It's what you want?"

"Yes. I want it. I want you."

***
They nearly didn't make it to said hotel room before they got started.

They ignored the looks they were getting as they pawed each other in the lobby. When they got to the room… the damned key card wouldn't read.

Out of frustration (and thinking on the same wavelength) they both proceeded with the utter destruction of the door that stood between them and hot randy sex. As Light carried the older man bridal style across the threshold, he webbed up the remains of the accursed door behind them to ensure their privacy.

"Light… hah Light!" L crooned as he eagerly grasped at Light through his pants… and then he was just grabbing him as his clothes melted away-instant access. (Important information indeed-L filed that way for future reference.) Light set L down and helped him to disrobe as fast as possible.

In a flash L was gone from his side and was on the bed on the bed, on all fours, his ass in the air like a cat in heat.

L blushed delicately, "I don't know how you do this but…" It was only a few hours ago but L still felt the need of what he had earlier been denied and they had been playing with each other ever since Light's confession in the van… Light's touch was so incredibly addicting, L wanted more, and he wanted it now. "Can we start where we left off? Please? No more setbacks, no more interruptions… Light please! Can't you just…" L's blush darkened as he whined "take me!"

It took all of Light's self-control not to do so right then and there. "Oi! At least let me at least prep you first!"

Light climbed into the bed with L, and hugged him to his chest… before flipping him over onto his back. "If you don't mind…" Light planted a kiss on his forehead. "I'd rather see you."

L moaned softly as Light got him worked up again as he insisted on mapping out his skin before getting to business. Then finally he was doing that thing with his fingers, quickly and painlessly… and kept brushing that spot. "This is… not the… norm, is it? How ooh do you do that?"

"Promise not to freak out?"

"That depends on the answer-oh!"

"That's Ryuk-"

"Holy shit!"

"You promised you wouldn't freak out! You know, shapeshifting, his tentacles can flow like liquid or become as stiff as a rod help to easily adjust him to what was coming… It's perfectly safe. I use it myself all the time."

"I hah! Have every right to freak out! There's a ah! tentacle up my oh GOD! Just wait… ah! Till it's my turn, Light! Hah! You'll pay for tha-aah!"

The tentacle melted away leaving him feeling empty.

"Then are you ready for the real thing?"

L whined as he felt Light brush against him.

"L, remember if you get scared, just tell me to stop…"

Scared? Well yes, L was still scared-utterly terrified of what was coming next-but… this time the excitement easily outweighed that fear.

Light pressed in gently, oh so gently into the tight opening. We're so much stronger than him we could hurt him so easily without even trying…

L whimpered in pain but soon adjusted to the feeling. Light let out a low moan as he felt L constricting around him.

L clawed at the bedsheets, the sweat dripped down through his bangs as they awkwardly fit together.

"You okay?"

L nodded.

Light ran kisses down his back and neck as he waited for L to get used to the feeling.

Until... "Light, move!"

Light began at a torturously slow pace but made sure to hit the sweet spot each and every time. It was driving him wild. Soon was lifting his hips up eagerly to meet each thrust. Never would he have thought he would find himself begging, screaming "faster," and "harder" but there he was… L raked his fingernails down Light's back to spur him on. He arched his back and shuddered in ecstasy as he felt his climax building… and then a wave of current surged out of L's body blasting Light off him and into the opposing wall.

"Light!" L groaned. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Light shook his head and staggered, panting, to his feet. He then helped L put out the fire that had started in the bed.

Light was still standing straight despite the interruption. "L… I thought you wanted this?"

"I do!" L shuddered in great frustration "I-I just… oh fuck."

"What is it?"

"I spark."

Light cocked an eyebrow. "I see that."

"No, you don't understand. Every time! When I get angry, or excited, or…"

"That's why…" well that explained why L seemed to dislike expressing emotion… He can't control it! It's like what happened to me… "Oh… "

"I.. I'm sorry." L ran into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Light ran after him to find, of course, the door was locked. He pounded on the door. "L? L!"

"Just forget it!" L shouted in utter despair.

Light kicked the door in and found L crouched in the corner of the bathroom, still sparking uncontrollably, and crying with want and pain.

"I can't, I can't touch ANYTHING without destroying it!"

"L…" A look of trepidation flashed by so quickly across Light's face that L could scarcely be sure if he had seen it at all as it was replaced by steely determination as he stepped forward and tightly embraced the still-sparking L.

"Light? What are you doing…?" L was silenced by Light kissing him.

L could hear the crackling and popping and smell him burning…

L broke them apart. "Stop it! I'm hurting you!"

"It's okay!" Light recaptured him in his arms.

"It's not okay!"

"WE CAN ENDURE THIS!"

L felt his burning tears cascading down as Light ran his fingers through his hair.

"L, it'll be okay. It's going be okay. I have a plan… and…. And you may have noticed… we have a very high tolerance for pain."

***

A/N: Up next, the bedroom adventures part two: The Solution…

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