Bitter - Death Note fanfiction
An extremely short Death Note Valentine's Day Fanfiction for your edification. This was instantly inspired by keraha's picture. I would also like to state at this time, for the record, no one writes Death Note fanfiction like keraha does, and this is dedicated to her.
This isn't remotely canon unless Raito spent a lot longer in university than I'm inclined to think. But anyway. Not really slashy, but contains Light/Raito and L interaction.
Bitter
"This is for you, Yagami-kun." The girl barely brushed Light's hand with her own as she dropped a little box into his hand. She blushed when she looked back up at him, smiling and bowing, before she dashed off, too embarrassed to get out another word.
Light examined the trinket; it had been thoughtfully wrapped in a little red bow, and there was little doubt what was inside. Light already had any number of similar packages lurking his bag. He put the box away with the others and turned to go into his next class, thinking very little of it.
At least now he knew someone who would appreciate all the chocolate.
*~*
"How was class, Yagami-kun?" L asked lazily as Light stepped into the hotel-made-headquarters; L's eyes never left the TV screen in front of him, and Light could only figure he had heard the door and deduced somehow it was Light rather than another investigator. He saw the trick when he approached the TV; a reflection of the door was clearly visible in the lower right corner. He surpressed a thin smile.
"Fine," he dismissed the question. "I brought you something, Ryuuzaki-kun." He held out a plastic bag filled with the little chocolates he had been gifted with. "They're Valentine chocolates."
L blinked owlishly at the bag for a moment, then reached out and took them graciously with a thin, pale hand. "Hmm. Thank you, Yagami-kun. I suppose you'll tell the ladies they were delicious?" He withdrew one of the small boxes and placed it on the table by his chair. He carefully undid the bow and picked the packaging open.
Light watched as L's hands found the chocolate inside, and L dangled the little heart-shaped candy over his lips with his thumb and forefinger, giving it a moment to contemplate its fate before he dropped it whole into mouth. Light was well past the stage where L's eating habits bothered him, although L usually only played with his food if he was in a particularly contemplative mood. "Only if it's true," he said finally, crossing his arms. "Well, Ryuuzaki-kun?"
L, meanwhile, made a sour face as he chewed the chocolate; he swallowed and the side of his lip twitched. "Dark chocolate," he observed, "is awfully bitter."
"Take a cube of sugar with it, then," Light suggested evenly. It wasn't as if L didn't have enough of those around, after all.
But L was looking at the boxes and boxes of candy with a cocked eye, and he finally held out the still-full bag back to Light. "The ladies know you like bitter things," he said. "But thank you, Yagami-kun." He took a cube of sugar, pressed it to his tongue so it stuck, and then it disappeared into his mouth as he turned back to the television screen.
As it turned out, not a single one of the boxes held a chocolate that wasn't dark.
crossposted to vikki and death_note
This isn't remotely canon unless Raito spent a lot longer in university than I'm inclined to think. But anyway. Not really slashy, but contains Light/Raito and L interaction.
Bitter
"This is for you, Yagami-kun." The girl barely brushed Light's hand with her own as she dropped a little box into his hand. She blushed when she looked back up at him, smiling and bowing, before she dashed off, too embarrassed to get out another word.
Light examined the trinket; it had been thoughtfully wrapped in a little red bow, and there was little doubt what was inside. Light already had any number of similar packages lurking his bag. He put the box away with the others and turned to go into his next class, thinking very little of it.
At least now he knew someone who would appreciate all the chocolate.
*~*
"How was class, Yagami-kun?" L asked lazily as Light stepped into the hotel-made-headquarters; L's eyes never left the TV screen in front of him, and Light could only figure he had heard the door and deduced somehow it was Light rather than another investigator. He saw the trick when he approached the TV; a reflection of the door was clearly visible in the lower right corner. He surpressed a thin smile.
"Fine," he dismissed the question. "I brought you something, Ryuuzaki-kun." He held out a plastic bag filled with the little chocolates he had been gifted with. "They're Valentine chocolates."
L blinked owlishly at the bag for a moment, then reached out and took them graciously with a thin, pale hand. "Hmm. Thank you, Yagami-kun. I suppose you'll tell the ladies they were delicious?" He withdrew one of the small boxes and placed it on the table by his chair. He carefully undid the bow and picked the packaging open.
Light watched as L's hands found the chocolate inside, and L dangled the little heart-shaped candy over his lips with his thumb and forefinger, giving it a moment to contemplate its fate before he dropped it whole into mouth. Light was well past the stage where L's eating habits bothered him, although L usually only played with his food if he was in a particularly contemplative mood. "Only if it's true," he said finally, crossing his arms. "Well, Ryuuzaki-kun?"
L, meanwhile, made a sour face as he chewed the chocolate; he swallowed and the side of his lip twitched. "Dark chocolate," he observed, "is awfully bitter."
"Take a cube of sugar with it, then," Light suggested evenly. It wasn't as if L didn't have enough of those around, after all.
But L was looking at the boxes and boxes of candy with a cocked eye, and he finally held out the still-full bag back to Light. "The ladies know you like bitter things," he said. "But thank you, Yagami-kun." He took a cube of sugar, pressed it to his tongue so it stuck, and then it disappeared into his mouth as he turned back to the television screen.
As it turned out, not a single one of the boxes held a chocolate that wasn't dark.
crossposted to vikki and death_note