Being in love is difficult

Hi people! Sorry I didn't update for so long. I've been kind of busy. XD I'll try to update more frequenly, I promise. ;)

Disclaimer: The original story is not mine. I'm only using it to have some fun! XD

Warnings: Nothing much. Both of them need more time before something happens.


Review replies:

Megalodon: Thank you! I'm happy you like my mix. ;P

Candy_Flapjack : I'm happy you enjoyed the chapter. No magic at D's part here. He's playing nice. XD

Bardmaiden: You don't need to wait longer. ;) Here you have it. XD

L-girl: I'm happy you liked Leon. And about D's figuring out what he feels... I think I'll hold him in the dark a bit longer. XD

anonanon: Oh! I will and I have already. ;P I hope you'll like this chapter too.

Thank you for all the reviews! *bows*

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Chapter 3


Going on a picnic

D had considered every reaction from the Detective, but not anger. Leon was fuming with pure rage. ‘Why…?’

“But… my dear Detective. I don’t see any reason to anger yourself so much. I am onl-“ D couldn’t even say the sentence to the end.

“What do you mean D?! Do you even know that the place is making people disappear? Do you want to become one of their victims?!” Leon yelled.

D felt suddenly warm. He had thought that his dear Detective was angry with him because he thought D, by going to the club, made himself look even more suspicious than he was now. Apparently he was wrong and Leon was just afraid that something would happen to him there. ‘Silly Detective.’

“Calm down, Leon. You know that I can take care of myself. Nothing will happen to me, I assure you of it,” said D with a calm, composed voice that didn’t show any of the emotions the Kami was feeling right now. He wanted to calm Detective Orcot first before gloating and teasing him because of his fear for D.

“That’s not the point! There are situations that even you wouldn’t be able to handle! Dammit, D! Why?! Why are you all of a sudden joining some weird club?!” Leon sounded agitated and his voice was still raised.

D sat there for a while and wondered about the situation. He knew that the Detective wasn’t a good actor, and even if he was he wouldn’t be able to fool D by pretending he didn’t know why the Kami was joining ‘La Volupté’. Leon seemed really concerned by this situation, and judging from his outburst just a while ago, D could tell that Leon Orcot had been oblivious of D’s mission until now. ‘It looks like my dear Detective’s Chief didn’t tell him anything. That’s interesting.’

“I was asked to help investigate ‘La Volupté’, Detective. I’m only helping the pol-“ D was cut off yet another time.

“Why the hell are you mixing yourself up with a bunch of weird assholes?! Who the hell asked you to do it? Or are you only telling me that to make me not think about it? Yeah, that’s the perfect situation for you, D. By joining the club you can expand your fishy business to that place, right?” Leon became suspicious all of a sudden and looked at D with a mixture of anger and disappointment.

D didn’t like Leon’s manner of cutting in while he was speaking, but he disliked it even more when the Detective was accusing him without any proof; he liked it less and less every time. Leon’s nose for detecting was right in that D wasn’t what he appeared to be, but the ridiculous crimes that the Detective was accusing D of were just below his dignity.

The Kami didn’t understand his human friend. He didn’t even understand why he tried to understand the Detective. In times like this, it seemed just pointless. It didn’t look like Leon would change his attitude any time soon, and sometimes the Detective made D feel awful without even knowing that he was doing something bad.

“I was asked to help infiltrate ‘La Volupté’ by your own Chief, Detective,” said D in an offended tone. “When I stopped by the police station last time, your Chief asked me to help him with the case, and that’s exactly what I’m doing,” D continued with a voice full of dignity and a bit cooler than his usual voice towards this particular human.

Detective Orcot was making him act really odd lately and it was happening so often that D was beginning to have enough of it. Right now he felt like pouting, and he couldn’t remember ever behaving like that, even as a child. After the Kami enlightened the Detective the atmosphere in the room became heavy and uncomfortable on both sides and it remained that way for a while.

D was focused on the cake that the Detective had brought and wasn’t paying attention to the person sitting in front of him, but he was well aware that Leon was staring at him. D was ignoring him deliberately, waiting for an apology that the detective owed him, but Leon was only sitting there not saying anything at all. With every passing second D was becoming more annoyed and more curious. He wanted to hear a simple ‘I’m sorry’, not even ‘I’m sorry I accused you unjustifiably’, but Detective Orcot wasn’t saying anything.

‘Did I really embarrass him so much? I don’t think so. It’s not the first time that he was mistaken. What’s different this time? I really would like to know,’ thought D, putting the last piece of the cake into his mouth. For some odd reason he was gathering courage to simply look at the Detective. That wasn’t like him. He wasn’t a coward, so why was he so nervous all of a sudden?

‘I’m pathetic! I should act like a man and not a teenaged human girl in love!’ If D had been in a better state of mind he would have realized that he had compared his behavior to the behavior of a person in love, but he was too mad at himself to notice.

At last he looked in the direction Detective Orcot was sitting and froze, not able to avert his eyes. Leon was staring at him open mouthed, not able to say anything. D wondered if the Detective hadn’t gone into shock, but stopped worrying very fast.

Leon asked softly, “You’re kidding, right? Say that you’re not telling the truth,” he said almost pleadingly.
D was so stunned he didn’t know what to say at first. Although he didn’t know why Leon reacted as he did he felt sorry for the human in some weird way.

“Leon… I told you the truth. I agreed to help investigate ‘La Volupté’ since I was told no one from the police station could become a member of that club,” answered D gently.

“No,” was the Detective’s stern answer.

“Pardon?” asked D, confused. He didn’t know what Leon was referring to.

“You won’t do it,” said Leon quietly.

D didn’t like that tone. It was as if Leon Orcot thought that he could order D around and thought that D would bow to his will. His dear Detective was overstepping his bounds if he thought that he could dictate what D could and couldn’t do.

“I beg to differ, my dear Detective. I will do exactly what I want, and I want to help the police with the case,” said D, making it clear that he had the final say in the matter and that he had just made the final choice by saying he wanted to help the police.

‘Well, I’m not that interested in helping the police, not really, but you don’t have to know that,’ thought D defiantly.

“You. Will. Not.” Leon emphasized every word, his voice rising a bit.

For a brief moment D thought that he hadn’t heard right, but when he looked at Leon he knew the man was seriously thinking he could stop D from getting involved in the case.

“And why is that, my dear Detective?” he asked sweetly, but there was a sharp edge in his voice and Leon looked a bit uneasily at him. It looked like he had finally understood that he had crossed the line. He let out a frustrated sigh.

“Look, Count. I just don’t want you getting yourself into another weird mess, okay?” he tried to calm D down.
D could tell that the Detective could read his reactions quite well, even if the human couldn’t tell what D was thinking, to D’s great relief.

“If I could, I would stop you from going into that place,” Detective Orcot continued, “but apparently you won’t listen to me no matter what I say, so let’s just drop the subject, alright?”
He sounded still a bit irritated and D didn’t like that, but he knew his friend well and had grown used to most of Leon’s bad character traits.

D felt as if the topic wasn’t closed yet, but relented and nodded his head in agreement.

“Good. If you want to make your life more suspicious than it is now then I won’t stop you,” Detective Orcot said
and added under his breath, barely audibly, “No matter how much I would like to.”

Leon seemed somehow offended and disappointed, and D became irritated seeing it. He didn’t show that he had actually heard Leon’s whispered words. He thought that the Detective hadn’t wanted him to hear them. If he had, he would have spoken them loud enough for D to hear.

D felt as if he should try to explain himself to the Detective, but he refused to. ‘I’m not the one who’s wrong here! HE was the one speaking to me in that inappropriate manner, not the opposite. I don’t owe him any explanation.’

“So if we have cleared the matter, do you want another cup of tea, Detective?” D wanted to change the subject as fast as possible. Since the Detective was at long last at the shop, then D wanted to make the best out of it and enjoy his dear Detective‘s visit.

“Sure. Why not?” Leon looked happier now. D thought that the human had wanted to change the topic as desperately as him. ‘The rest of the day should go smoothly,’ thought D happily.

“Then what would you say if we took a blanket and a tea set and went to the park? I think the weather is good enough for a picnic, don’t you agree my dear Detective?” D smiled, a real smile appearing on his face when he heard the Detective groan, but he knew from the way he shook his head and gave an exasperated smile that they would have a really nice time sitting in the park, enjoying their picnic.

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Leon couldn’t believe it. He and D were really sitting together on a blanket, both of them holding a delicate cup of tea and listening to the birds sing. The same moment they had set the blanket where it was now and sat on it, the birds had gathered around them on numerous tree branches and started singing. He thought at first that it was annoying and thought about chasing all of the birds away, but when he looked at D and saw the blissful expression on his face he decided that a little bit of this kind of noise was well worth it to see this expression on D’s face.

The look of happiness on the Chinese man‘s face was something he liked very much and he couldn’t get enough of it. His ears could handle a bit of birdsong. He could even try to enjoy it, or if not the singing, then D’s bliss. That bliss filled expression was one of the reasons he liked bringing D sweets. The Chinese man wore a similar expression on his face when he ate the sweets Leon brought him. He wondered how it was possible that D had such a lovely smile with all his teeth white and intact after eating so much sugar. ‘I wonder how often he needs to visit that twisted dentist of his.’

“Detective, where are you now, because I do not think your mind is here with me.”

D’s words brought Leon out of his musing. He was still mad, but not as much as before. He couldn’t even distinguish who he was the maddest at: D, the Chief or himself. It looked like during the time he couldn’t spend with D some things happened, which he didn’t have the slightest idea about, and which were also dangerous. It looked like it stimulated a place in him that was responsible for him getting pissed, and that was exactly what happened today.

From the time he had met D he more or less knew what was happening in the raven haired man’s life, and now all of a sudden he was left outside of D’s meddling because of his work. His oh-so-cherished work! It was the first time Leon had cursed himself for being a Detective. That line of work required a lot of time and Leon had started to feel annoyed with it. He had so little time for himself when the city was going trough a rough time with criminals, just like now. The field work was okay, he felt that he was actually helping someone by investigating and catching bad guys, but the rest, the vast and for the most part stupid, paper work had taken its toll on him lately. So many hours spent writing reports and filling in files was a plain waste of time, time that he could spend bickering with someone who never stopped amusing him in a weird way.

He looked at that someone and saw that his friend was glancing at him with a slight smile on his lips. D’s exotic beauty was somehow more stunning than he’d ever noticed before. They were sitting in the shadows and only some of the sun’s rays were coming between the branches onto them. Spots of light were dancing in D’s shiny hair and on his delicate face, making him look like the finest and most beautiful work of art, exposing the best of his beauty. Leon shook his head. He needed to clear it from those kinds of thoughts really badly. ‘What the hell am I thinking about?! D beautiful and a work of art? I think I should really take a vacation... Who am I kidding? I would spend it at the shop…’

“I still can’t understand why you agreed to my Chief‘s request. You shouldn’t have. The club is dangerous, D,” said Leon as a last attempt to change D’s mind on the matter. He looked at D and saw the man had wrinkled his nose and made a very elegant pouting expression.

“My dear Detective, you know from past experience that I can take care of myself,” said D averting his eyes from Leon while speaking.

The detective found it odd. D wasn’t behaving like his normal self. ‘Is he hiding something from me? Hell! He always hides something, I know him, but that’s the first time he’s done it so poorly. Maybe he wants me to notice. Maybe I should try to find the truth, to coax him into telling me?’

“Yeah, I know that,” he stopped and watched as a small bird flew from a branch and sat a few inches from D’s lap, singing merrily. “But I also know that you are a magnet for trouble and we both know from experience that you tend to summon dangerous folk, too,” he said and then added quickly, seeing dangerous sparks in D’s eyes when the man turned and looked at him, “Even when you don’t want to.”

“It’s not my fault!” the Count stated stubbornly like a little kid who was just told he did something wrong.

“I know D, but I would be a lot less concerned if I could watch your back and I can’t! Not in that place!” Leon wanted to make his point clear. He wouldn’t be able to come and save D’s ass if the man got himself into trouble.

“That’s exactly why your Chief asked me for help. He knew I could take care of myself and that none of his men could become a member of ‘La Volupté’, so he did a reasonable thing by asking me, don’t you think?” D asked.

Leon could see clearly that the Count wanted him to agree. ‘He’s making a trap for me to fall into when I say that it’s a good idea. Well, it’s not going to happen. I‘ve seen enough cases where civilians involved got hurt. I won’t let him get hurt. Over my dead body!’

“I think it’s totally unreasonable to involve a civilian in investigating such a dangerous place. You-”

“Can we stop speaking about that? I’m afraid we’ll end up fighting again if this continues,” D cut in.

It wasn’t his normal behavior to interrupt when someone was speaking, so Leon complied unhappily.

“Sure, why not. But first you must tell me the real reason you agreed to do it in the first place,” he tried to approach the matter from a different angle and failed. He should have known that D wouldn’t fall for that trick.

“I told you my reasons, Detective. They didn’t change from an hour ago,” said the Count evasively, sipping his tea and taking small bites from the cakes they had brought with them.

“Not those reasons, the real ones,” Leon insisted. He knew he was pushing his luck, but he had to try. ‘Maybe if I know his true reasons I’ll be able to convince him not to do it.’ The Detective had still hope, but it faded with D’s behavior.

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about!” D actually sounded confused. Confusion wasn’t the main emotion in the man‘s voice, but Leon could tell it was there along with the irritation and dangerous coldness. It was the first sign that there were serious troubles ahead if the beast wasn’t tamed in time.

Leon stared at D for several moments. ‘Either he’s his old self again and hides pretty well or he isn’t aware of his true reasons himself. He wouldn’t be upset no matter how many people had lost their lives. He’s not doing it for the well being of humanity. Maybe I’m stupid, but I believe him, that he’s not doing it to make new dirty business deals as well, but if not, then I don’t have a clue why!’

“Okay, let’s drop the topic.” Leon capitulated. He’d try again when D was in a better, less suspicious mood.

“Tell me, rather, how many dangerous pets you’ve sold recently?” he asked in an attempt to change the subject.

“How many dead people will I find in the near future that were your clients?”

“Leon! I wanted a peaceful picnic and not sarcastic remarks! If you’re going to be like this we can pack all those things and go back to the shop. It was really stupid of me, waiting for you so that we could go on a picnic. To think that I even went to the Police Station to see when you would be off of work! I really should have known that-“

D’s rant was interrupted by Leon’s hastily made apology. “Okay! Okay! I get it! I’m sorry, Count! I didn’t mean to make you feel bad, really. It’s just,” Leon sighed. ‘At least he’s quiet again.’ “After Chris returned to living with his Aunt and Uncle I feel like I’ve been coming to the shop less and less. I don’t like it,” the Detective confessed. It looked like those were just the right words to calm D down.

“Me too,” came D’s soft reply, “I became used to you being around all the time. I wish you had more time off from work,” confessed D in return.

“Do you think I would spend it at the shop, with you?” Leon teased, grinning. Speaking with D like this, fooling around with the Chinese man, was more relaxing than anything else. The tense atmosphere from just a moment ago was gone completely and both of them were enjoying themselves again.

“Since not a single woman wants you, my shop is the only place you can go,” D teased, grinning himself.

Leon could tell the man missed their odd conversations as much as he had.

“Not fair! I don’t have time for women, D!” Leon looked offended. Lately he didn’t even think about dating women, he didn’t feel the need to do so. The only need he felt was the need to see D, but he wouldn’t tell D that. He fought those weird feelings with all his might, but at the same time knew that he could not keep on living without seeing the irritating Chinese man.

D chuckled and smirked, watching Leon’s reactions.

The Detective saw that he was having fun and sighed inwardly. ‘I’ll let him have his fun. I like his smile, so I’ll manage.’

“I think that’s only an excuse. You’re handsome enough for anybody to fall to their knees and worship your body,” D stopped and hummed, then continued, “But you shouldn’t open your mouth. In the same moment you speak they will know they shouldn’t bother themselves with you,” the Count said innocently.

“What is that supposed to mean, now?!” Leon was confused. He was also becoming exasperated. ‘I really should have gotten used to his confusing way of saying things, and here I still have hope he’ll say one thing clearly!’ The Count had managed to irritate the hell out of him again and they hadn’t even gotten into the swing of things. He didn’t have the slightest idea what D was referring to. First D said he was handsome, then implied he was dumb or something. That was so like D.

“Absolutely nothing, my dear Detective. I’m just voicing my thoughts,” D sipped his tea and looked innocent, or he thought he did.

Leon had known him long enough to know how very off people were that thought of D as an innocent person. ‘I wouldn’t be surprised if one day I’d see horns on his head and a tail.’

“So you think I’m handsome? Anybody would fall to their knees? To worship me? Even you?” he asked deviously. Leon couldn’t let D have the upper hand, especially when he knew that he didn’t have a chance to win with D. He knew that sometimes he was as clueless as a baby. That was one of the reasons he worked with Jill. If he didn’t notice something he was sure Jill caught it instead so that they could use it in their investigation.

Although Leon could say that he knew D well and could foresee most of his reactions, he totally didn’t anticipate this reaction. He had thought that D would make one of his smart replies that left Leon nothing to defend himself with so that the Chinese man would win this round of bickering, but nothing like that happened. Instead D’s cheeks turned a very nice shade of pink and Leon could clearly see that D was struggling not to let them become even redder. He was stunned and at a loss as to why D had reacted like that.

“D? Are you alright?” he asked, a bit concerned and confused. ‘He got me again. Not with words, but he still managed to throw me off.’ Leon watched D closely, taking in the uncommon sight and being mesmerized by it.

“Of course I am. Why shouldn’t I be?” came D’s immediate reply.

It was a bit too fast to make Leon entirely sure the Count was being honest with him. The color on his cheeks was slowly fading and Leon felt surprisingly sad about it.

“Dunno. You reacted oddly. That’s all,” he shrugged, although he still thought about D’s reaction. He couldn’t stop thinking that D looked really lovely flushed. All of a sudden he thought about what D had said and his mind provided him with an image of D all flushed, on his knees in front of him, looking into Leon’s eyes with a devious smile dancing on his delicious lips.

Leon’s eyes widened at the realization of what he was thinking about, and this time it was his turn to flush, but with less grace than D. ‘Did D think of that just now? Was it why he flushed? Did I think about that right now?’ Leon was having a hard time at the moment. He was avoiding those kinds of thoughts regarding D with all his might with variable success. He was straight, damn it! He shouldn’t be thinking of D like that. He never had before, at least not until recently. A person shouldn’t change like that. He couldn’t believe that he, all of a sudden, was so very attracted to the slim, lean and beautiful Chinese man sitting right beside him on the blanket, that he had gotten a hard on.

He felt his face heat up a notch at the realization that it was exactly what was happening now. The thought of what else D’s smirking mouth could do and how sexy his flushed cheeks looked made him realize that he had a serious and hard problem.

“Umm… Leon… your face is all red. Are you alright?”

D’s question brought him out of a state near panic, only to curse himself even more when he noticed that D was observing him very closely.

“And now you’re going pale. Are you really feeling well, Detective?” D asked, concerned, scooting a bit closer to him in case he was needed.

Leon panicked. ‘Shit! If he sees...’

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Note:I don't have anything to say here. I only hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Curious? do you think D will notice Leon's problem? Now you know the atraction is mutual although they both need much more time to figure things out. XD

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