Competition

L stared at Yagami for a few seconds, processing what was just said by the other. His expression was incredulous and slightly flushed. His mouth was slightly open from the surprise of such a sudden confession. The English head was as white as its skin.

─ Very funny. He whispered, more to himself than to the other.

─ What? ─ Light replied, in his normal tone of voice. Maybe a little outraged.

─ Really very funny. He repeated louder. There was a sarcastic tone in his speech, convinced that it was just another bad joke. Light managed to be quite sadistic at times.

─ Hm ... ─ The brown man chuckled ─ Do you think I'm kidding? He asked rhetorically. He felt a hint of discomfort invading his pride, which was no longer there. But this was not unexpected, with Lawliet. In fact, it was quite obvious that the other would do something to irritate Light. Even without realizing it.

L's eyes looked elsewhere in the dark room. The two were silent for a moment, causing an uncomfortable mood. Some time has passed.

─ I think. ─ Finally, he replied. ─ I think you're kidding.

That sentence was much firmer than the Japanese thought it would be. This was an interesting point to comment on, by the way; sometimes L would gather confidence from the beyond, moving from a seemingly bashful boy to an anemic with the worst (or the best, Yagami wasn't sure) sarcastic smile in the world.

─ Oh, really? - He smiled wickedly, casting a somewhat predatory look at the smallest.

L returned the smile, denouncing perhaps a small challenge.

─ Yes.

Oh, how Light loved that bossy, boastful expression. That stubborn countenance and willing to win (whatever the reason for the competition). It made all his competitive spirit burn. I wanted to make L lose that tough guy pose.

Yagami jumped up from his lying position. He put himself on Lawliet extremely quickly, leaving no loopholes for any kind of intervention. She joined her lips with his, exasperated. Light held the other's face with both firm hands. He felt the back of his neck being grabbed in return. The pale lips parted and allowed the other to enter his mouth, desperate. The first touch of the two languages ​​was timid, but they didn't continue with that composure for long. It was a desperate and sick dance. They swallowed themselves to the end, hesitantly separating their mouths and drawing in the air necessary for survival. They breathed enough.

─ Do you still think I'm kidding ?! He inquired, in a hoarse voice, lying down again, not forgetting to pull the Englishman close to him. Light wrapped his arm around L, and the older boy fit between his neck and his shoulder, resting his head.

─ Hm ... Who knows? He stammered in his hushed voice.

That would definitely make a nice shit. A putamegaqueparably shit.

But Light was so beautiful. So boring and so smart.

And it wouldn't be a problem if B didn't know, would it?

Besides, it was so warm and cozy in that hug. It was engaging and addictive to smell Yagami while listening to her heartbeat.

─ If I kissed you more often, would you believe it 100%? He asked.

─ There is a possibility. Maybe a 58% chance.

─ So I suppose my duty is to make a strategy to achieve victory. He said, groping the other's shoulders.

"I hope you're not competing," L laughed weakly. ─ I usually win in chess, Light-kun.

─ This is what you think. ─ Yagami tugged slightly on the dark head, making the eyes meet. Light kissed him again, something longer than a kiss and shorter than a real kiss. He took the opportunity to brush a strand of black strands away from his pale forehead, running his hands along the fine lines of L.'s face. The brown man approached and brushed their mouths, without really joining them. He let his breath meet his white skin. He liked how L's lips were slightly red. He liked even more how the Englishman was left without reaction, just with that little red face waiting for Light to do something. It made Light sure that I could kiss him all day and it would still be good.

Oh, and they really did it. They competed with their tongues until they got tired.

L sank back into the older man's chest, being greeted with a hand caressing the back of his neck and hair with a light massage. Great feeling. The Englishman stretched so that Light would continue with the affection. It looked like Yagami was petting a needy cat.

The feeling the brown man had was that he was one step closer to entering the wall that L is hiding. As if the great mask of irony was now with a small crack at its ends, and it would certainly only crack more and more over time.

In the end, maybe Lawliet wasn't as tough as he appears to be.

Both eyes weighed, and then closed. Slept

embraced even.

[...]

Light woke up slowly, feeling the abnormal weight on him and then remembering that L had slept at his house. The other boy was still like a stone, sleeping in the same intensity as a faint. Yagami had the impression that he had not slept well in a long time, as he sustained deep dark circles, which were hardly the result of a few days. He scolded himself for all that strange concern.

Lawliet had both arms around the Japanese breastplate, and his head was still in the gap in the youngest trapeze. Yagami looked at him for a moment, almost in a daydream. He adjusted his brown head in such a way that L would not force his weight on his neck. If he continued like that, it would be very likely that he would have a stiff neck or some pain.

He scolded himself again.

─ Oh my God. ─ A female voice echoed low in the room. Light automatically remembered that he had woken by the creaking of his door opening. His body froze. Someone had seen that scene. His life was over. Goodbye post of perfect son. Goodbye popularity. Bye...

─ II don't believe it. Said the voice, in the most incredulous tone you can imagine. She had realized that Light had woken up, and the boy, with no choice, just turned his head slowly to face that person.

Light slowly got used to the light. It was Sayu's silhouette there at the door. She was static, with a hand over her mouth.

─ S-Sayu? ─ called her trying to make her look directly at you ─ I can explain.

─ You, ─ he began, speaking quietly, ─ Are you a couple ?! ─ He jumped to a more excited and strange tone, seeming to have a doubtful gleam in his eyes. His vision was still almost entirely focused on L, who was sleeping.

─ O-Look, this was all a mistake. He and I are not ...

"I never imagined," he interrupted, with a hand over his mouth. His voice was a whisper. The girl approached the lying boys. Yagami looked at her confused, while trying to make Lawliet wake up, or at least get off him.

─ Don't you dare move. ─ Sayu ordered, moving to a slightly somber face. ─ I am analyzing it.

The teenager walked around the mattress, seeming to take mental pictures from all angles of the scene. Finally she stopped.

─ He seems to be a good uke. He's uke, isn't he? He asked, but did not wait for an answer. ─ Although the difference in size is small, it looks a little smaller than you. By the way, what's uke-san's name?

─ Sayu, what are you talking about? Me and L ...

─ L! ─ She repeated excitedly. ─ L-kun sounds better. He's cute. He crouched down to look at the boy's face, which was almost buried in Light. ─ Tsundere, Kuudere or Dandere? - he questioned again, this time giving space for the other to respond.

─ We don't date. He said quickly, so as not to be interrupted again. And also ignoring the strange question that I didn't understand.

Sayu looked at him in disgust, got up and put a lock behind his ear. He sighed in a boring way.

─ Hm ... ─ he made a thoughtful face ─ A problematic seed? He whispered, more to himself than to his brother.

Yagami had the biggest question mark in history.

Before the elder could think of anything to say, he felt L stirring over him, a sign that he was waking up. Sayu increased his smile from ear to ear, making his face look like the joker. Or maybe Alice's cat in wonderland.

The Englishman rubbed his eyelids with the back of his hands, finally opening his eye completely. He looked at Light and smiled briefly.

"Good morning, Light-kun," he greeted him sleepily.

─ Good morning. - replied hesitantly, still looking at Sayu who was still motionless and unnoticed by L. The brunette noticed and followed his eyes to the direction that Light was aiming, facing the slightly flushed, quite smiling girl.

She approached again, kneeling close to where L was. The boy stared at her, not quite sure what to do.

─ You are really cute. He said, receiving a confused look. ─ My name is Sayu, I am Light's sister. ─ He held out his delicate hand to the other, who shook it hesitantly. The girl held someone else's hand longer than a handshake would take, only realizing when Lawliet tugged on his member lightly, causing the girl to let go.

─ Sorry. I ended up getting excited. ─ let out an embarrassed little laugh,

─ Sayu! ─ Light chided, removing the older one from him.

─ What is uke, Light-kun? The smaller asked, turning his attention to the boy beside him. Light's eyes widened in surprise.

"Passive," the Japanese replied almost immediately.

Light felt himself blush for some reason.

─ Hm ... I see. ─ he put a thumb in his mouth. ─ You seem to understand that. He commented. ─ Why am I the liability? ─

─ It is actually a combination of several factors. It's complicated to explain like that, you know? Any day I'll explain more. - cleared his throat before continuing. ─ But

I think Light can teach you much better than me.

─ You know I'm still here. ─ He gave the two people an indignant look.

"We know, Light-kun," Lawliet smiled. He almost laughed out loud.

That little smile. I wanted to punch him.

─ Sorry, I thought you forgot. ─ said "kindly".

─ Your impression.

─ Oh, forgive me then.

─ I will think about it.

─ I hope you think about it.

─ I will certainly think.

─ In this case, I am immensely grateful.

─ There is no ...

Sayu laughed. He laughed, actually. The two fighters stopped talking and just watched the girl.

─ Why don't you kiss soon ?! He interjected, still laughing.

Those morning fights were all like that. They started and ended with no sense. Perhaps now they noticed that it was just a stubborn urge to shut each other's sulky mouths with their lips. Two proud boys.

In fact, they knew well that ending a speech with a kiss was a great way to win.

They would never admit that. Never, until death.

─ Guys? ─ An echo hit the room. ─ Are you alive? ─ Light's mother joked. The teenage Yagami remembered that her official plan was just to wake the two boys up for breakfast.

─ We are going, mother. He shouted, leaving the other's room for the boys to change.

─ Try not to catch yourself in the morning. ─ he launched his last sentence, along with a wink, disappearing from the male eye.

--- O ---

They were standing with their backs to each other, changing their pajamas. Light was wearing a beige woolen T-shirt next to brown cotton pants. L put on the usual clothes.

It was all very quiet.

─ Light-kun. ─ he called, quietly. Yagami did not turn around, but stopped moving, indicating that he was listening.

─ Can you help me put my pants on? ─ He asked, trying to sound natural. It was embarrassing to ask for something like that, especially since it was the first time. Always Beyond who did that kind of thing for the brunette, routinely. He never had to ask.

The Japanese repeated that simple phrase in his head. What a good taste your ego had.

─ Hm ... What is the magic word? He sneered.

Light could hear clearly when L filled his lungs, ready to say something. He was anxious for the words that never came. The dark boy answered nothing, as if he had given up on what he was going to say. Light thought it might not be very comfortable to scoff at the fact that he couldn't walk.

─ Hey L, you know I was kidding ... ─ He started to turn around slowly, but was held back.

─ Don't turn around. ─ L's voice was extremely authoritative.

Light snorted, but did as the other ordered.

─ You will end up falling. - uttered after a few seconds. ─ Come on, let me help you.

And see these wonderful marks spread all over my leg? No thank you.

After that night, and that beginning of the day, L forgot for a second that anything outside of that hug existed. He was still in that oblivion when he asked for help.

Fortunately, he had those scratches, hickeys and cuts spread over him to remind him.

But damn, it was impossible to do that alone.

─ If you are so ashamed, I close my eyes. Suggested Light, impatient with the other's delay.

It was a little humiliating to use the word "shame". That was not the point. I just didn't want the other to get involved with this.

L growled low, agreeing. Yagami finally walked over to the brunette. And with his eyelids closed slightly, he found his slim waist oblivious. He held it up a little, so that the other could finally get dressed.

Light wanted to kill himself for feeling his damn heart racing with that contact. He felt hot cheeks.

Damn, if he could, he would throw Lawliet on the floor now just to stop being annoyingly attractive (and have a slim waist, just like Misa's).

─ There. He announced.

Yagami finally opened his eyes. He put an arm around the Englishman's legs, holding him. L had a sulky face. It was probably because he was irritated that he was unable to dress himself. Pure pride. The Englishman crossed his arms and pouted slightly.

─ Do you see? It did not even hurt.

L snorted.

Chatonildo

The brown man laughed as they both went down the stairs.

--- O ---

Thick dark circles surrounded the red eyes of the boy who was walking down the deserted street, still dark by the end of the night.

- Curse. Snapped.

Logically, I hadn't slept at all since last night. Neither eaten nor drunk. I was just in a state of total despair. It was agonizing, which was suffocating him. He just couldn't breathe normally for even a second knowing that his L had not yet come home. He could be anywhere, with anyone, doing anything. It crushed his heart.

Birthday had been walking all over the damn area of ​​that city. I had already run everywhere, redone all the paths, returned home and left again.

No sign of him.

Her whole body throbbed. The tires

was so big that he forced the brunette to sit exactly where he was, or he would fall from exhaustion. He settled on the wet grass of the little square that was, feeling spasms of pain in his muscles.

But it's not like I'm calling what I feel now. All I thought about was finding Lawliet. Everything else could go to hell.

B felt his despair building with each beat of his heart. I had to find Lawli soon. And make sure nothing like that ever happened again. He would not let the other even think of repeating such an act, nor that he would have to use the most aggressive methods he could find to do so.

"Aggressive", on second thought, is not a word that sounds very good in your ears. It's not like he wants to hit Lawliet. Not even. Only there are certain things that the twin does not understand, does not accept.

For example, sometimes he had to use force to be able to touch him. And that just irritated and sharpened Beyond's possessive personality. He ends up marking him in one way or another - and he would continue to do so - until his brother convinced himself that he was from B, and it always would be.

L was definitely yours. In every sense the pronoun can have, L was yours.

The sun appeared shy, practically forcing the boy to get up and drag himself to his house. He walked slowly because of tiredness. After all, I couldn't find him with that condition. Besides, maybe she needed all her strength, because when she found him, she would definitely bring him home. One way or another.