Well, Hello There Stranger

Light could admit his flaws. After all, there were so few of them. Sure, he lied, but only when absolutely necessary. It wasn’t his fault it was necessary so many times. Sure, he was a bit narcissistic. But, it wasn’t his fault he was actually better than everyone else. And, okay, he used to kill people. To be fair, most of them were really bad people, (with one or two notable exceptions), and he hadn’t killed anybody during this lifetime. He didn’t even have a flipping Death Note this time around! Seriously, L just needed to get over himself. So, he got killed by a manipulated shinigami. Big whoop. Worse things had been known to happen. Light couldn’t think of anything at the moment, but he was sure it was true.

The day he’d been pummeled by L, he’d thought his life would have been just fine if he’d never bump into the pale freak again. After a day or two of unwanted memories flooding his brain, he’d reconsidered. When he’s forgotten about being Kira, during the ‘chained to each other for surveillance”, phase of the investigation, he and L had eventually gotten on quite well. Orgasmically well, if he said so himself. And he did.

The memories, at first, had been torturous. He didn’t want to remember being held, being caressed, being loved. He didn’t want to remember loving L back. Frankly, it had sickened him, remembering those emotions. Emotions made one weak, and he was most certainly not weak. He’d been Kira for fuck’s sake! Kira! Divine Justice! He always enjoyed remembering that. And then, L had waltzed back into his near perfect existence. Rather, L had sucker punched back into his existence and made him remember how much he’d cared, made him remember how lonely he actually was. Fucking L. Light smirked. Fucking L. If Light had any say in it, he very soon would be fucking L.

Hmmm. But, how to go about it? It was obvious L didn’t trust him, didn’t like him, and maybe even hated him. There had to be some way . . . A HA! Light looked up from his desk in glee. The solution was simple. He didn’t have to do anything. He’d just put the ball in L’s court, maybe use a bit of reverse psychology, and soon L would be the one asking him to go for coffee. L would ask him for gentle touches and fierce kisses.

The trick was, he couldn’t just suddenly ignore L. L would immediately think something was afoot. So, Light had to carry on as though nothing had changed, only be slightly less aggressive. It could work. It had to work. He hated admitting it, (to himself or others), but he missed L. He wanted him back and this time there was no Kira, no Death Note to get in the way of their happiness. L just had to see how much they fit together and how much Light wanted him. Light knew that with L seeing him everyday, the man was bound to fall for him all over again. What wasn’t to love about him? He was practically perfect in every way. He was the Japanese mail equivalent to Mary Poppins. Well, Mary Poppins if she’d been a former mass murder and reincarnated.

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The plan wasn’t working. What was the point of not ignoring L when L made a point of ignoring Light first? All he wanted was a little love and a lot of sex. Was that too much to ask for? Evidently.

Light sat down heavily on one of the many benches that dotted the campus. It just wasn’t fair.

“Hey, L?”

“Go away.”

“But, I just . . .”

“Leave me now. You are nothing but a pesky mosquito. Must I swat you away?”

“No. I only wanted to . . .”

Light rubbed his sore jaw. Really, L punching him again had just been plain unnecessary.

“He doesn’t really want you to leave him alone you know.”

Startled, Light looked up. No one. He looked to his right. No one. He looked to his left. Someone.

“Excuse me?” he said.

“You heard me.”

Light took in the features of this person. Slim, pale, dark eyes, long dark hair, simply dressed. Could she be . . .?

“I can see you thinking too hard,” she said.

Thinking too hard, he thought. I never think too hard. Unless if by thinking about thinking means I’m thinking too hard. But how can I possibly be thinking too hard when there’s no such thing?

“You should stop that,” she said.

“Stop what?”

“Thinking.”

“He doesn’t know how,” said a voice above them.

Light and the girl looked up. Light’s face bloomed a hesitant smile, the girl remained emotionless.

“L!” Light said.

L studiously ignored the other man, focusing his attention instead on the girl.

“I believe I told you to stay away from him.”

“You did,” she said nodding slightly.

“Why are you here if you know I don’t want you to be?”

“I chose not to listen to you. Also, he seemed upset.”

“His well-being is none of your concern.”

She stood up and gathered her books.

“No, it isn’t,” she said. “But yours is. You’re wrong about this, Ryuzaki, and it’s hurting you.”

She sauntered off quickly, leaving to time for L to reply.

“Ryuzaki?”

“What?” L turned, irritated, to look at Light.

“You’re still using that alias?”

“Yes, I’m still using it. Only it’s not an alias this time.”

“Oh. Can I still call you L?”

“Call me whatever you want. I don’t really care.”

Light sighed softly to himself. This wasn’t really the conversation he’d hoped or planned for. L was still so indifferent, so distant. Light mentally shrugged. It didn’t matter so long as they were talking and L was kicking the crap out of him. It was also a bit encouraging to know that L didn’t have any problem with letting him know his real name. Maybe he had more to work with than he’d originally believed.

“L, who was that girl?”

“She is my sister. She is a year younger than I and I suggest you stay away from her.”

“You don’t have to worry. You know I have no interest in girls.”

L brought his hand to his temple and shook his head slightly.

“You’re not going to go away, are you?”

“Nope,” Light smiled. “Not after I’ve found you. Not after remembering, well, things.”

“Things?” L asked raising a brow.

“Yeah, things. About us. Together. Alone. Alone together.”

L’s jaw dropped.

“You have got to be kidding me. You’re only annoying me incessantly because you remembered we used to sleep together before you went insane, again, and killed me?”

“Um, well, when you put it that way . . . you know, it just sounds less sexy.”

“Sexy? SEXY! This has nothing to do with BEING OR SOUNDING SEXY!”

“But . . .”

“No! No ‘buts’! You need to Leave Me The Hell Alone! Stop following me around like a demented dog in heat! Stop talking to me. Le t me go about my life without you in it. You owe me that.”

“L, I . . . I love you,” Light worried his lower lip. “I think.”

L narrowed his eyes. “Don’t make me laugh. I’ve heard those words from you before. They mean nothing.”

L moved to leave. He had to get away from this irritating, annoying, and frustrating man.

“No, L wait!”

Light saw his opportunity and he took it. He grasped onto L’s hand and pulled him sharply to him. L pivoted and spun around, thrown off balance by Light’s unexpected movement. L quickly found himself wrapped in Light’s arms.

“I do mean it when I say it,” Light whispered. “I’ll show you.”

Light pressed his lips to L’s firmly. Every blissful moment Light ever knew with L rushed into his mind and he molded his body to L’s, kissing him with a determination he didn’t know he had.

The moment was perfect. There was no one around to disturb them. The sun was beginning to set, bathing them in a gold and orange glow. He was holding L, finally holding him, kissing him.

It was the perfect moment, a perfect second first kiss.

Until L bit him.
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A/N: I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it XD. Having reincarnated characters is so much fun. I giggle when I write this, and I don’t giggle….ever. This is one of those things that’s so much fun to do, that even if a million people said they hated it, I would STILL write it just because I find it silly. So, once again, thank you for reading and reviewing (even though the reviews aren’t necessary, but much appreciated). Oh, and yeah, me and my stupid OC’s right…so yeah, L’s got a sister, who will barely be mentioned and really have next to nothing to do with the story. Just another brief mention of her in the next chapter and a clue as to who L’s parents are in this life. Fun stuffs XD