Drunken Love

L was busy working on his computer with statistics. He occasionally glanced at Raito, who too, was working hard. Tonight they were all alone. It was Saturday and everyone else had gone home to be with their families. Matsuda was the last to leave, bidding each of them goodbye. L smiled to himself as he saw, on the glowing monitor, Matsuda hop into his car and leave. He could now put his plan into motion.

With some quick skills, he tapped into the camera systems. It took five minutes to set everything up to repeat. All the cameras would show were empty rooms. Except Misa's, where she was sleeping and his own room. For his and Raito's room, the screen had an image of them sleeping perfectly still. He had used footage from another tapes to compile a few different movements they make in their sleep. He didn't need to worry about anything. Everyone was gone and Misa wouldn't wake up until 10 the next morning. All he needed to do was to get Raito into their room.

"Raito-kun, you look tired, perhaps we should take a break?" Raito looked at him, almost as if he'd been slapped.

"Ryuuzaki...you're accually suggesting to take a break?" L or Ryuuzaki, as he was also called, nodded just slightly. He understood his friend's shock, afterall, he never suggested taking a break. But after being chained to Raito for a month, he knew that Raito would give and show his hand. He would admit exhaustion. Raito paused for a moment, thinking. He narrowed his eyes at the detective but it didn't last long. Slowly, suspiciously, said,

"Sure. I'd like to take a rest. Maybe for a few hours."

Everything was moving so well, now all L had to do is get him drunk. He reached into his pocket and made sure that the taperecorder was ready. Even if his methods were a little unorthidox, he would get him to confess to being Kira. They finally got to their room and Raito immidiantly climbed onto the bed, dragging L behind him. L watched as the brown haired boy settled down onto the sheets relaxed. Raito certainly looked good in the light of the lamp that only lit part of his face. L shook his head and pried his eyes away from his friends, handsome, face.

He leaned over to the night table and opened the drawer. Inside was the little box with the handcuff key in it, a bottle of sake, and two large glasses. He pulled out the bottle and glasses and moved back onto the bed, sitting in his own unique way. He put the glasses into his right hand. With his teeth he pulled out the cork of the bottle. The warm liquor poured into each glass carefully. He put the bottle onto the night table and said,

"Raito-kun?" Raito grudgeningly opened an eye.

"Yes?" He said, trying not to be too irritated.

"Have you ever drank?" The question caught Raito off gaurd and he sat up. He didn't really know what to say, so he said whatever spilled out of his mouth.

"No, why?" L smiled mischeviously and produced the glasses so that Raito could see and he gaped.

"Where'd you get that?" He demanded. L smiled still and said,

"You forget that I'm 24. I can buy alcohol anytime I wish." Raito was still confused, all he'd ever seen the detective eat or drink was sweets, cake, and over sweetened tea. It never occured to him that L would accually drink. Seeming to pick up on his thoughts, L said,

"Sometimes sugar can't cope with all the stress and strains of being the most brilliant detective in the world." He held a glass for Raito to take. He was hesitent.

"I'm not old enough. Surely you of all people wouldn't want me to break the law?" He smiled for good measure, making sure that L knew he was playing. L nodded, that trace of a smile still there.

"I won't tell." They shared a moment before Raito excepted the glass L offered. L decided to reasure the teenager by taking a sip from his glass first. Raito, finally, took a sip from his glass. Seeing as he'd never taken alcohol before, it was a little harsh going down his throat, but not totally unpleasent. It did produce an interesting buzz almost immidiantly.

"See?" L suddenly asked. "It helps get rid of some tension." L took another gulp, but seeing as he'd drank a few times before, it didn't give him that instant buzz like Raito had gotten. After a short while, about a half an hour, Raito was now drunk and L only mildly sloshed. Raito was laughing hyserically at some unfunny joke he'd just told to L, trying for once, to get him to laugh. Though he'd failed to make L laugh, he himself was breathless and tired form his laughing , the moment L had been waiting for had come, Raito was starting to talk. Alcohol always could make people tell their secrets.

He reached into his pocket and sneekily, put the recorder on the nighttable and pressed rec. Raito was to drunk to notice.

"Know what L..." He started.

"What Raito-kun?" L asked paitently. He was egar to know, maybe Raito would finally admit to being Kira.

"Well...I've always liked you." Raito said slurred and difficult. L didn't understand what the teenager ment at first. That is, until Raito leaned in and tried to kiss him. Startled, L pulled away.

"Come on L...like you've never thought of me like that before?" He pulled harder on the chain, forcing L into his embrace. And before he could protest, Raito's lips covered his in a heated, drunken, kiss. L tried to tell himself that it was the sake that caused his body to tingle and other parts to react. Raito pulled away for a moment to catch his breath.

"Raito!" L managed to say before his lips were covered again. L felt, as Raito pressed himself ontop of him, his body heat up. Now L had done things like this once before, but with a woman. Raito was running his hands up L's chest and stomach. L was squirming and trying to keep his hands away.

"Stop it Raito." L said as Raito hands slipped under his baggy shirt, hiding L's skin. Raito looked down at him from his position on top.

"Why L? You like this, why would I stop? I love you." L flushed deep, but pushed Raito over and climbed on top of him. Raito, being drunk, was easy to pin to the matress.

"Oh...come on L. I was enjoying myself." L looked down at the desperatly turned on boy whose hips he was straddiling. He didn't knkow why, perhaps it was the sake, but he was seeing the young man in a new light, a sexual light. He leaned down slowly, and much to Raito's delight, kissed him silently. Raito kissed back, smiling as their kiss melted together. After a moment L went to pull away. Raito freed his hands from L's grip and wrapped them around the older man's neck. Raito looked into L's eys and said,

"Please?" L couldn't deny that heartfelt plea and brought his lips down for another kiss. It was slower, deeper than before. L was starting to really like this. He kissed and began to run his hands up and down Raito's hips, stomach, and occationally his thieghs. Both were getting caught up in the moment. L was in control now and Raito didn't mind in the slightest. L ran his hands to Raito's button up shirt and with skilled, spider like, fingers undid each button quickly.

He led his lips down in a trail acrossed Raito skin. It led from his lips, throat, chest, and eventually his waitst. Raito was behaving through this, keeping his hands on L's back as he moved down. With one unfelt motion, Raito's pants were down at his ankles and then floor. He was hurting from want and L was going to prolonge his sexual torture. He brought his lips close to Raito's memeber, only letting the small, warm breaths caress it. His finger tips only grazed the base. It was unbearable and lasted for a minute or so before Raito said,

"Please, please?" Again L couldn't deny him and obliged by taking him full into his mouth. His tougue swirled and slipped up and down, his fingers massaged and touched. Raito became nothing but pleading whispers and hot pants. He was gripping the bedsheets on either side with the intencity of it. It was so good that he could hardly believe he'd lasted this long. L must have been preventing his climax. He, only slightly, pushed himself a little more into the detective's mouth. L took the hint and quit his teasing. Finally, in a gush, Raito came. He stiffled a moan by bitting his lip. L slowly pulled away from Raito's member and went to lay next to him.

"Wow." Was all Raito could say. This cause L to smile back. He continued smile, even as Raito began unbuttoning his pants and taking off his shirt. He was now the vulnerable one as Raito began his tourture. Instead of just going straight to L's organ as L had done to him, he began kissing him. He loved the feeling of cool lips against his. He touched L more, letting his hands explore his body. He'd even found a sweet spot right on his stomach. He rubbed that spot and kissed it, doing this all painfully slow so as to drive L mad with lust. It worked. L wasn't making any noise but his breathing was shallow and burned with desire.

Raito, at first, was going to take L into his mouth when he got another idea. Seeing as L was never really touched...He propped himself up so as to watch L's face. L was questioning him with those eyes, but they were answered when Raito took L into his hands and began to fondle. The shock of it got a surprized yelp. Raito smiled triumphantly at L as he continued. He wanted to tease him so he would go fast, and right before L could release, he'd slow again. He did this about three times until L said,

"Raito...I didn't tease you this much." He gave a helpless smile to Raito who finally let him come. The liquid was hot and for some reason it surprised Raito for he half expected cold liquid from a cold owner. They were only partionally spent but both wanted more. They both wanted to make the other scream in ecstasy. The only problem was, who was going to be on top.

"We'll have to figure this out. On top of that I don't think we have any lube." Raito was hoping that L would want to be on top, secretly he loved when L took control.

"Yes we do." L went to the night table he'd been in before and pulled out the small bottle. Raito decided not to ask.

"Well..." Raito was blushing a little, part from the arousement and part from the remaining sake.

"I'll be on top Raito. I can tell that, that is what you want." They didn't talk, just stared at eachother. L prepaired himself for the entry while Raito prepaired for the penitration.

"I'll start gently." L said as he spred Raito's legs and lifted him up a little. Slowly L push inside. Raito bit his lip, it hurt. First L went in and out in a slow, painful series of thrust. It took over 5 minutes to prepair Raito for the faster and more enjoyable love making. L hurried his thrust to a more enjoyable level. Raito was really starting to like the feeling, it sent shivers and tingles through the young man's body. It became a more frantic rythem as time progressed and both men, forgetting pride, allowed themselves to moan and gasp when the other gave them pleasure. To them it was over all too soon. But they snuggled together happily.

Later in the early morning they were amused to discover that the recorder had three hours worth of their love making caught in sound. From then on they were lovers, they kept their secret well and gave eachother pleassure when they could. Unfortunatly L had to be disposed of. Raito had gotten back his memories and Kira was overjoyed that Rem killed the boy. But the man Raito had been with L...his lover, was morning.

Raito missed his lover greatly and covered up his lover's greif by saying that it was friendship. But everynight as Raito went to bed, when no one else was around ( a rare moment), he would pull open his nighttable drawer where a bottle of sake and a 3 hour tape lay waiting.