Lies On Ch 25 His Heart Is Not So Foolish
A/N: This is a Death Note fanfic. I don't own Death Note.
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Chief Yagami was not a sexual creature. Even as a young man he was married to his job and the pursuit of justice above all else. Though against all odds he had eventually he had “settled down” and started a family as was expected of him-he got a wife and a house and a couple of kids and then for some inane reason that had better helped his career than years of work put in and countless cases solved-only once he was married with a family was he suddenly regarded as “very reliable” and “responsible” enough for a series of promotions. However, once he had a family he wasn’t sure what the hell he was supposed to do with it other than some vague notion that it was his duty to care for them and handle discipline. Oh he tried to be a good father but he was all too aware that he was only human. That’s why he left the everyday running of things to Sachiko (his wife, the saint, the only woman he’d ever really loved) so when Sachiko told everything was fine that was all he really needed to know. Unless there was a problem he really had little contact with them. The only regular problem he knew about was Sayu shirking her homework. Alright, Light might have had a few problems when he was younger but he was a fast learner-he was quick to learn what was and what was not appropriate behavior and Souichiro was confident that he wouldn’t embarrass him again. Really, the most trouble he ever had from Light was that he was over-eager to begin helping the police as a child. (Souichiro was also confident that he talked him out of that once he gave him that warning about interfering in an active police investigation and made sure he understood the gravity of the situation; that unless proper procedure was followed the bad guy would walk free.) So aside from his having a few sissy hobbies like fashion and sewing and being a bit… odd for the most part Souichiro could agree with Sachiko’s assessment that Light was the perfect son. In retrospect he should have suspected then that Light wasn’t exactly inclined to be heterosexual.
Alright, he had learned that his son was involved with his boss, the Great Detective L-the boorish, hikikomori man child with piss-poor dietary and hygiene habits. Yes, that L. Even if L was of the female persuasion the Chief frankly didn’t see the appeal. So you could say he was still adjusting to that idea… He wasn’t at all happy about it. Had he not been L the Chief probably would have arrested him for being a pedo crack addict the second he began sniffing around his son. However for the sake of the case and clearing his son’s name the Chief would just have to put off any confrontation about their unusual relationship and do his best to ignore the many things that made him uncomfortable…
“He is so hot…” hissed the voyeur next to him. His breath came hot and heavy and it fogged up the observation window.
“MATSUDA!” Aizawa scolded.
The rookie winced. He was unaware he’d spoken aloud.
Souichiro just gaped at the other officers that were currently swooning over his son.
How the hell did this happen? Sure Light has always been a handsome child but, but this-! What the hell was this?! And L! That bastard! He’s just using the investigation as a pretext to… to climb all over him! Sure Light might have been hiding a couple of things but…
Naturally seeing Light transform had been a shock to the assembled taskforce but it was far easier to go into denial about it. It had to be some sort of trick or... a joke! It had to be for what he had just witnessed was completely impossible. The Chief turned away from the window. He just couldn’t watch this anymore or he was liable to do something that he… or more accurately that L would regret.
Not that he liked the other officers ogling his son any better. To think up until recently he had only ever worried about Sayu marrying a cop. Why did things have to go and become so complicated? Why couldn’t things just go back to the way things were?
Souichiro regarded the drooling taskforce with discomfort. Just what the hell was going on here? They weren’t… well, he wasn’t so sure about Matsuda but he was pretty sure that the rest of the taskforce wasn’t gay. Well, Aizawa at least… he was married and had family!
“…That was entirely inappropriate!” As the Chief again watched the whole sordid scene unfolding he became aware of Aizawa’s continued scolding of Matsuda. And felt relief that at least Aizawa had retained his sanity… “…and as if you’d have a chance in hell at tapping that ass!”
Neither Aizawa nor Matsuda noticed how the Chief seized and clutched his chest next to them.
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“Light-kun…” the detective called softly. The younger man seemed not to hear him. He had ignored the invitation to sit in one of those cheap, rickety hospital chairs in favor of frantically pacing the length of the once-white coffee-stained tile floor-at the moment he had too much nervous energy to remain seated for long anyway.
“Light-kun is going to wear a hole in the floor with all his pacing.” L frowned when he received no response; his boyfriend was clearly too worried to even acknowledge his teasing.
“You can see him now, hot stuff.” The nurse purred and then blinked in awkward confusion clearly disturbed and embarrassed by her own behavior. Light ignored her entirely-even when she tried to cling to him as he rushed by.
“DAD!” The flustered teen shouted as he came bursting through the hospital doors; a flailing mess of awkward limbs trailing in after him. The world’s greatest detective panted as he tried to keep up with the younger man; (again noting that Light could run quite fast when given the incentive) and joined him at Souichiro’s bedside.
“At first I thought it was Kira when I was going own but… er… it turns out I’ve just been pushing myself too hard lately,” The Chief told them (he was proud that he only slightly fumbled over his words.)
Yes, that was Souichiro’s story and he was sticking to it. There was no sense in making his son feel inordinately guilty for circumstances out of his control. What kind of parent would do that? And while he deeply disturbed by the glimpse he’d been given into his son’s sex life (and maybe he had entertained fantasies of shooting L’s balls off along with gunning down anyone who ever looked at his son wrong) for his family’s sake he would try to be accepting. He wasn’t even about to bring it up the weird otaku Cosplay thing Light had been wearing earlier (that was obviously the only explanation that made sense. What was he supposed to be anyway? A demon or a Shinigami or something? He remembered reading something that said Shinigami seemed to be popular in manga these days...)
Meanwhile, L caught the flash of discomfort on Light’s face before it was masked. Light knew he couldn’t afford to look guilty around L but his father’s words really twisted the knife.
I never meant to hurt you, dad. “You shouldn’t worry so much, dad. I mean, I hear they’ve even got L working the case! I’m sure it will come to an end soon!”
L stared at his boyfriend/suspect throughout this particular exchange-Light sounded and looked so sincere that… It’s kind of hard to believe that this is the face of a mass-murderer… L shook his head and wondered just what he was missing. Light Yagami. What are you planning?
“So, Light…” the chief cleared his throat. “I heard you and Ryuuzaki are uh...” The chief looked pointedly between the two of them. Well L looked normal for L but in his haste to get here Light’s black, button-up dress shirt was buttoned up wrong and inside-out and his normally perfect hair matched L’s own “style” seeing as it was in a messy, sweaty disarray with his auburn locks sticking up every which way. Admittedly, L had never seen Light looking this disheveled in public and of course the chief had never seen him looking this disheveled ever and couldn’t say that he liked it; he strongly suspected that Light had been doing things with L, and swiftly came to the conclusion that the rude older boy was obviously corrupting his perfect son.
The teen colored slightly but managed to keep eye contact. “Yeah.”
The Chief closed his eyes for a moment, reigning in his emotions before he continued, slowly. “Well, I suppose you’re still young you, might still change your mind. I mean if you want children...”
Light wondered if he should inform his father that he was exclusively attracted to men when he feared that was what had set off his father’s heart attack in the first place. He decided to go for a more diplomatic approach.
“You still have Sayu,” Light was quick to point out.
“If that’s the only objection I’m sure Light could just jack off into a cup and there would be plenty of takers,” L remarked impassively.
The detective watched in amusement as his boyfriend rubbed his forehead around where his horns would have been in his natural form.
“Ryuuzaki…” The teen groaned in exasperation while L seemed to produce a giant rainbow lollipop from out of nowhere and began sucking on it, looking up at Light and his father from his crouched position on yet another hospital folding chair with those large, black puppy dog eyes-he managed to appear so deceptively innocent. “…That’s not helping.” Light insisted as those big black eyes of L’s seemed to become impossibly wider and more pathetic looking by the second and Light concluded that the detective must have some super secret “cuteness” power that he used to subdue his enemies.
However as cute as L was to Light it seemed that this tactic failed to assuage Souichiro’s concerns for they both noticed that as soon as L opened his mouth the chief had gained a dramatically accelerated heart rate.
“Excuse me, sexy… er… sirs but I must ask you to leave. You’re upsetting the patient,” another nurse demanded from the doorway and then her eyes fell on Light “But if you need a shoulder to cry on I get off in five minutes.”
“He’s taken,” L informed her in a near-growl.
“Thanks,” Light muttered to L before turning back to his bedridden father. “Dad… Please, don’t worry so much about the case right now. You just focus on getting better, alright?”
“I’m worried about you, son. Ryuuzaki… he’s-” L. He’s just using you. He thinks you’re Kira, he…
“...Is sitting right here,” L reminded him.
“Look, dad, I know my choice of partner is kind of… unconventional but Ryuuzaki is a great guy. I promise-I know I’m in good hands.”
Once they were safely out of earshot L regarded Light. The teen’s face was drawn with worry which in turn made L worried that if Light kept it all he was liable to explode-not only was that psychologically unhealthy but with his weird mutant pyro powers L was betting that he could literally explode.
“So… were you trying to reassure your father or sell him car insurance?” L prodded in an attempt to deliberately drawing his fire.
“What do you mean, Ryuuzaki?”
“That that whole thing was cheesy beyond belief. I’m afraid your whole human act needs work.”
Light just rolled his eyes and thought like you’re one to talk… but instead, in an uncharacteristically self-conscious moment asked L “Was it really that bad?” The detective’s only answer was to give him that strange blank stare of his while he noisily lapped at his lollipop. “Oh well, there goes my lifelong dream of writing Hallmark cards,” the demon gave the detective a tight smile.
“YOU?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? HAVE YOU NO SENSE?!”
Light and L froze when they ran into none other than Light’s mom standing beside a flock of gaping nurses looking stern. L could have laughed at how cowed his boyfriend looked. Kira was clearly a momma’s boy-L wondered if they could have avoided all of this and stopped Kira’s reign of terror had Sachiko just wagged her finger: (“How dare you murder all those criminals! We taught you better than that! You’re in big trouble, young man! Go to your room!”)
Light fidgeted awkwardly, a single bead of sweat rolled down his temple as he realized belatedly that his whole family was here. He wondered if they were protected by his uncontrolled “sex demon aura” thing but he somehow doubted it. It didn’t seem to affect them earlier but they could be fighting against it really hard… or perhaps he had been wrong in his assumption about Sayu giving his father grandkids.
Sayu was gaping at him now but Light suspected that it had more to do with the fact that she’d never seen him getting in trouble before. (He really hoped that was the case because… ew. His sister.)
Light murmured a quick apology and informed them “We were just leaving.”
At that moment Sachiko just seemed to notice the brunette that accompanied her son-the exhausted-looking young man with poor hygiene and ratty clothes. She eyed him critically as only an angry mother can, arching a fine eyebrow. L reflexively followed her gaze and blushed. Until she had drawn attention to it L hadn’t realized he had reflexively taken hold of Light’s hand for comfort.
“Is there something I should know?”
Light gave a put-upon-sigh “Mom, Sayu. This is Ryuuzaki-my boyfriend.”
At this announcement Sayu squealed in delight. “Oh Light! I knew it! I knew you were gay! Oh, and your boyfriend! You’re so cute!”
“Pleased to finally meet you, Okaasan, Sayu-chan” L muttered awkwardly in an attempt at politeness while scratching himself. He extended his other hand to shake hers, paused, removed the lollipop from his hand (storing it in his mouth) and tried again.
Sachiko stared at the pair of them in disbelief.
Boyfriend?! And he’s still alive? There was obviously more than meets the eye with this one...
“Please tell me you’re safe about it?” Sachiko demanded to the further mortification of her son.
“Yes mom, I’ve taken precautions.” Light said tersely.
L made a mental note that Light just lied to his mother-they didn’t use condoms nearly as much as they should but L knew he was clean and the test results indicated that Light was too.
“Good boy.”
Light sulked as his mom ruffled his hair while his boyfriend covered a cough that sounded suspiciously like laughter.
“But you should really go now. You’re distracting the nurses. You want your father to get better, don’t you? I promise I’ll let you know how he’s doing. Oh, and… Ryuuzaki, was it? Could you help me for a moment? It seems my daughter has run into a bit of trouble in the lobby…”
The boys turned in unison to observe what the trouble was-there was a girl buried underneath all those pink boxes. Sayu had politely left the room when his mother began talking about her brother’s condom-use and had been immediately overwhelmed by her father’s coworkers. It seemed that the other members of the taskforce, and indeed several members of the NPA, had all sent their regards to the Chief and for some reason that meant sending doughnuts-as if that was at all conductive to cardiovascular health! L swiftly volunteered to help remove the offending pastries-one way or another.
It was all-too-obvious to both Light and L that Sachiko had the ulterior motive of wanting to get to know her son’s boyfriend. Light could only hope she didn’t destroy him too terribly…
He should be fine-sure, he’s a bit awkward but he’s quite a charmer. I should know.
Light gave L a good-luck grimace before making his escape from a wild pack of horny nurses.
***
Just what’s keeping him?
Light was getting restless. L had yet to return to their apartment. He had tried calling him (numerous times) but it just went to voicemail. He’d tried calling his mother too-she said she’d update him on his father’s condition but she never did. And even Sayu’s phone was off.
Light was suddenly struck by a notion that he had earlier deemed too horrible to contemplate
Did mom…. say something to him about…
Before he could finish that though he was suddenly no longer in his room-it was as if he had been yanked violently by some unseen Shinigami and now he was falling sideways, as the world spun off its axis, and all was a whirl of color, noise, and light.
Just as suddenly the ride stopped and Light fell to his hands and knees on a hard, metal floor dry heaving, trying to convince the contents of his stomach that they’d better stay where they were dammit after that nauseating trip. While he was kneeling there the demon noted he was surrounded by what appeared to be a circle of salt outlined a pentagram drawn in blood (at least the blood didn’t smell human) the entire thing was lined with ancient runes and alchemy symbols and seemed to glow a balefully orange with otherworldly light.
“WHAT THE HELL?!”
“Indeed.”
Light raised his head to see L glowering down at him.
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Chief Yagami was not a sexual creature. Even as a young man he was married to his job and the pursuit of justice above all else. Though against all odds he had eventually he had “settled down” and started a family as was expected of him-he got a wife and a house and a couple of kids and then for some inane reason that had better helped his career than years of work put in and countless cases solved-only once he was married with a family was he suddenly regarded as “very reliable” and “responsible” enough for a series of promotions. However, once he had a family he wasn’t sure what the hell he was supposed to do with it other than some vague notion that it was his duty to care for them and handle discipline. Oh he tried to be a good father but he was all too aware that he was only human. That’s why he left the everyday running of things to Sachiko (his wife, the saint, the only woman he’d ever really loved) so when Sachiko told everything was fine that was all he really needed to know. Unless there was a problem he really had little contact with them. The only regular problem he knew about was Sayu shirking her homework. Alright, Light might have had a few problems when he was younger but he was a fast learner-he was quick to learn what was and what was not appropriate behavior and Souichiro was confident that he wouldn’t embarrass him again. Really, the most trouble he ever had from Light was that he was over-eager to begin helping the police as a child. (Souichiro was also confident that he talked him out of that once he gave him that warning about interfering in an active police investigation and made sure he understood the gravity of the situation; that unless proper procedure was followed the bad guy would walk free.) So aside from his having a few sissy hobbies like fashion and sewing and being a bit… odd for the most part Souichiro could agree with Sachiko’s assessment that Light was the perfect son. In retrospect he should have suspected then that Light wasn’t exactly inclined to be heterosexual.
Alright, he had learned that his son was involved with his boss, the Great Detective L-the boorish, hikikomori man child with piss-poor dietary and hygiene habits. Yes, that L. Even if L was of the female persuasion the Chief frankly didn’t see the appeal. So you could say he was still adjusting to that idea… He wasn’t at all happy about it. Had he not been L the Chief probably would have arrested him for being a pedo crack addict the second he began sniffing around his son. However for the sake of the case and clearing his son’s name the Chief would just have to put off any confrontation about their unusual relationship and do his best to ignore the many things that made him uncomfortable…
“He is so hot…” hissed the voyeur next to him. His breath came hot and heavy and it fogged up the observation window.
“MATSUDA!” Aizawa scolded.
The rookie winced. He was unaware he’d spoken aloud.
Souichiro just gaped at the other officers that were currently swooning over his son.
How the hell did this happen? Sure Light has always been a handsome child but, but this-! What the hell was this?! And L! That bastard! He’s just using the investigation as a pretext to… to climb all over him! Sure Light might have been hiding a couple of things but…
Naturally seeing Light transform had been a shock to the assembled taskforce but it was far easier to go into denial about it. It had to be some sort of trick or... a joke! It had to be for what he had just witnessed was completely impossible. The Chief turned away from the window. He just couldn’t watch this anymore or he was liable to do something that he… or more accurately that L would regret.
Not that he liked the other officers ogling his son any better. To think up until recently he had only ever worried about Sayu marrying a cop. Why did things have to go and become so complicated? Why couldn’t things just go back to the way things were?
Souichiro regarded the drooling taskforce with discomfort. Just what the hell was going on here? They weren’t… well, he wasn’t so sure about Matsuda but he was pretty sure that the rest of the taskforce wasn’t gay. Well, Aizawa at least… he was married and had family!
“…That was entirely inappropriate!” As the Chief again watched the whole sordid scene unfolding he became aware of Aizawa’s continued scolding of Matsuda. And felt relief that at least Aizawa had retained his sanity… “…and as if you’d have a chance in hell at tapping that ass!”
Neither Aizawa nor Matsuda noticed how the Chief seized and clutched his chest next to them.
***
“Light-kun…” the detective called softly. The younger man seemed not to hear him. He had ignored the invitation to sit in one of those cheap, rickety hospital chairs in favor of frantically pacing the length of the once-white coffee-stained tile floor-at the moment he had too much nervous energy to remain seated for long anyway.
“Light-kun is going to wear a hole in the floor with all his pacing.” L frowned when he received no response; his boyfriend was clearly too worried to even acknowledge his teasing.
“You can see him now, hot stuff.” The nurse purred and then blinked in awkward confusion clearly disturbed and embarrassed by her own behavior. Light ignored her entirely-even when she tried to cling to him as he rushed by.
“DAD!” The flustered teen shouted as he came bursting through the hospital doors; a flailing mess of awkward limbs trailing in after him. The world’s greatest detective panted as he tried to keep up with the younger man; (again noting that Light could run quite fast when given the incentive) and joined him at Souichiro’s bedside.
“At first I thought it was Kira when I was going own but… er… it turns out I’ve just been pushing myself too hard lately,” The Chief told them (he was proud that he only slightly fumbled over his words.)
Yes, that was Souichiro’s story and he was sticking to it. There was no sense in making his son feel inordinately guilty for circumstances out of his control. What kind of parent would do that? And while he deeply disturbed by the glimpse he’d been given into his son’s sex life (and maybe he had entertained fantasies of shooting L’s balls off along with gunning down anyone who ever looked at his son wrong) for his family’s sake he would try to be accepting. He wasn’t even about to bring it up the weird otaku Cosplay thing Light had been wearing earlier (that was obviously the only explanation that made sense. What was he supposed to be anyway? A demon or a Shinigami or something? He remembered reading something that said Shinigami seemed to be popular in manga these days...)
Meanwhile, L caught the flash of discomfort on Light’s face before it was masked. Light knew he couldn’t afford to look guilty around L but his father’s words really twisted the knife.
I never meant to hurt you, dad. “You shouldn’t worry so much, dad. I mean, I hear they’ve even got L working the case! I’m sure it will come to an end soon!”
L stared at his boyfriend/suspect throughout this particular exchange-Light sounded and looked so sincere that… It’s kind of hard to believe that this is the face of a mass-murderer… L shook his head and wondered just what he was missing. Light Yagami. What are you planning?
“So, Light…” the chief cleared his throat. “I heard you and Ryuuzaki are uh...” The chief looked pointedly between the two of them. Well L looked normal for L but in his haste to get here Light’s black, button-up dress shirt was buttoned up wrong and inside-out and his normally perfect hair matched L’s own “style” seeing as it was in a messy, sweaty disarray with his auburn locks sticking up every which way. Admittedly, L had never seen Light looking this disheveled in public and of course the chief had never seen him looking this disheveled ever and couldn’t say that he liked it; he strongly suspected that Light had been doing things with L, and swiftly came to the conclusion that the rude older boy was obviously corrupting his perfect son.
The teen colored slightly but managed to keep eye contact. “Yeah.”
The Chief closed his eyes for a moment, reigning in his emotions before he continued, slowly. “Well, I suppose you’re still young you, might still change your mind. I mean if you want children...”
Light wondered if he should inform his father that he was exclusively attracted to men when he feared that was what had set off his father’s heart attack in the first place. He decided to go for a more diplomatic approach.
“You still have Sayu,” Light was quick to point out.
“If that’s the only objection I’m sure Light could just jack off into a cup and there would be plenty of takers,” L remarked impassively.
The detective watched in amusement as his boyfriend rubbed his forehead around where his horns would have been in his natural form.
“Ryuuzaki…” The teen groaned in exasperation while L seemed to produce a giant rainbow lollipop from out of nowhere and began sucking on it, looking up at Light and his father from his crouched position on yet another hospital folding chair with those large, black puppy dog eyes-he managed to appear so deceptively innocent. “…That’s not helping.” Light insisted as those big black eyes of L’s seemed to become impossibly wider and more pathetic looking by the second and Light concluded that the detective must have some super secret “cuteness” power that he used to subdue his enemies.
However as cute as L was to Light it seemed that this tactic failed to assuage Souichiro’s concerns for they both noticed that as soon as L opened his mouth the chief had gained a dramatically accelerated heart rate.
“Excuse me, sexy… er… sirs but I must ask you to leave. You’re upsetting the patient,” another nurse demanded from the doorway and then her eyes fell on Light “But if you need a shoulder to cry on I get off in five minutes.”
“He’s taken,” L informed her in a near-growl.
“Thanks,” Light muttered to L before turning back to his bedridden father. “Dad… Please, don’t worry so much about the case right now. You just focus on getting better, alright?”
“I’m worried about you, son. Ryuuzaki… he’s-” L. He’s just using you. He thinks you’re Kira, he…
“...Is sitting right here,” L reminded him.
“Look, dad, I know my choice of partner is kind of… unconventional but Ryuuzaki is a great guy. I promise-I know I’m in good hands.”
Once they were safely out of earshot L regarded Light. The teen’s face was drawn with worry which in turn made L worried that if Light kept it all he was liable to explode-not only was that psychologically unhealthy but with his weird mutant pyro powers L was betting that he could literally explode.
“So… were you trying to reassure your father or sell him car insurance?” L prodded in an attempt to deliberately drawing his fire.
“What do you mean, Ryuuzaki?”
“That that whole thing was cheesy beyond belief. I’m afraid your whole human act needs work.”
Light just rolled his eyes and thought like you’re one to talk… but instead, in an uncharacteristically self-conscious moment asked L “Was it really that bad?” The detective’s only answer was to give him that strange blank stare of his while he noisily lapped at his lollipop. “Oh well, there goes my lifelong dream of writing Hallmark cards,” the demon gave the detective a tight smile.
“YOU?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? HAVE YOU NO SENSE?!”
Light and L froze when they ran into none other than Light’s mom standing beside a flock of gaping nurses looking stern. L could have laughed at how cowed his boyfriend looked. Kira was clearly a momma’s boy-L wondered if they could have avoided all of this and stopped Kira’s reign of terror had Sachiko just wagged her finger: (“How dare you murder all those criminals! We taught you better than that! You’re in big trouble, young man! Go to your room!”)
Light fidgeted awkwardly, a single bead of sweat rolled down his temple as he realized belatedly that his whole family was here. He wondered if they were protected by his uncontrolled “sex demon aura” thing but he somehow doubted it. It didn’t seem to affect them earlier but they could be fighting against it really hard… or perhaps he had been wrong in his assumption about Sayu giving his father grandkids.
Sayu was gaping at him now but Light suspected that it had more to do with the fact that she’d never seen him getting in trouble before. (He really hoped that was the case because… ew. His sister.)
Light murmured a quick apology and informed them “We were just leaving.”
At that moment Sachiko just seemed to notice the brunette that accompanied her son-the exhausted-looking young man with poor hygiene and ratty clothes. She eyed him critically as only an angry mother can, arching a fine eyebrow. L reflexively followed her gaze and blushed. Until she had drawn attention to it L hadn’t realized he had reflexively taken hold of Light’s hand for comfort.
“Is there something I should know?”
Light gave a put-upon-sigh “Mom, Sayu. This is Ryuuzaki-my boyfriend.”
At this announcement Sayu squealed in delight. “Oh Light! I knew it! I knew you were gay! Oh, and your boyfriend! You’re so cute!”
“Pleased to finally meet you, Okaasan, Sayu-chan” L muttered awkwardly in an attempt at politeness while scratching himself. He extended his other hand to shake hers, paused, removed the lollipop from his hand (storing it in his mouth) and tried again.
Sachiko stared at the pair of them in disbelief.
Boyfriend?! And he’s still alive? There was obviously more than meets the eye with this one...
“Please tell me you’re safe about it?” Sachiko demanded to the further mortification of her son.
“Yes mom, I’ve taken precautions.” Light said tersely.
L made a mental note that Light just lied to his mother-they didn’t use condoms nearly as much as they should but L knew he was clean and the test results indicated that Light was too.
“Good boy.”
Light sulked as his mom ruffled his hair while his boyfriend covered a cough that sounded suspiciously like laughter.
“But you should really go now. You’re distracting the nurses. You want your father to get better, don’t you? I promise I’ll let you know how he’s doing. Oh, and… Ryuuzaki, was it? Could you help me for a moment? It seems my daughter has run into a bit of trouble in the lobby…”
The boys turned in unison to observe what the trouble was-there was a girl buried underneath all those pink boxes. Sayu had politely left the room when his mother began talking about her brother’s condom-use and had been immediately overwhelmed by her father’s coworkers. It seemed that the other members of the taskforce, and indeed several members of the NPA, had all sent their regards to the Chief and for some reason that meant sending doughnuts-as if that was at all conductive to cardiovascular health! L swiftly volunteered to help remove the offending pastries-one way or another.
It was all-too-obvious to both Light and L that Sachiko had the ulterior motive of wanting to get to know her son’s boyfriend. Light could only hope she didn’t destroy him too terribly…
He should be fine-sure, he’s a bit awkward but he’s quite a charmer. I should know.
Light gave L a good-luck grimace before making his escape from a wild pack of horny nurses.
***
Just what’s keeping him?
Light was getting restless. L had yet to return to their apartment. He had tried calling him (numerous times) but it just went to voicemail. He’d tried calling his mother too-she said she’d update him on his father’s condition but she never did. And even Sayu’s phone was off.
Light was suddenly struck by a notion that he had earlier deemed too horrible to contemplate
Did mom…. say something to him about…
Before he could finish that though he was suddenly no longer in his room-it was as if he had been yanked violently by some unseen Shinigami and now he was falling sideways, as the world spun off its axis, and all was a whirl of color, noise, and light.
Just as suddenly the ride stopped and Light fell to his hands and knees on a hard, metal floor dry heaving, trying to convince the contents of his stomach that they’d better stay where they were dammit after that nauseating trip. While he was kneeling there the demon noted he was surrounded by what appeared to be a circle of salt outlined a pentagram drawn in blood (at least the blood didn’t smell human) the entire thing was lined with ancient runes and alchemy symbols and seemed to glow a balefully orange with otherworldly light.
“WHAT THE HELL?!”
“Indeed.”
Light raised his head to see L glowering down at him.
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