Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

Warnings: Angst, violence, OOC, hints of smex.

Pairings: ?/Raito

Summary: AU. Raito starts to work on cases secretly which bring him tons of trouble. While a hit man is after his life, he must put his utmost trust within the mysterious Ryuuzaki Rue. Though Ryuuzaki holds his own darkest secrets, including something that involves him.

Notes: Hi readers. Well this idea came to me and I have most of it planned out in my head of how this story will be. Hope you enjoy the first chapter and please tell me what you think. Would love to hear what your guesses to the plot.

Chapter One: Dangerous Hit Man

In a small city, a man leans against a wooden bar rail, waiting for his contact to show up. All he can think of is ending this hunt as fast as possible. When a drink is pushed in front of his face, he mumbles in a cranky voice, “You are late.”

A strong voice replies, “Wrong. I have been here for at least an hour. I was watching you.”

Without turning to glance at the contact, the man pushes an envelope toward the stranger and grumbles, “All information is in there. Half up front and the other half when the job is finished.”

The stranger questions, “How long do I have?”

Standing up, pushing the drink away from him, the man answers, “A month, but the boss would like it done as quickly as possible. This person is giving us too many problems and needs to be dealt with.”

As he turns, the stranger mumbles, “It will be done. I will be collecting the rest of the payment once it is confirmed.”

Sighing out loud, slumping down in his seat, the man called Shiro orders a different drink. This needs to be done but he does feel a little sorry for the person who is going to be dead soon. As he downs the shot of whiskey, he dials a number to hear it clicked on the first ring and relays the information, “Meeting done, terms agreed to, and it will be taken care of.” When the line is disconnected on him quickly, he sighs again. He always hated going to this contact. That man shows nothing but coldness and a deep murdering personality. It sends shivers up his spine.

Outside the bar, the contact smiles creepy at the bar. The moment a black car pulls up to the curb, he whispers darkly, “Sad to be dead weight.” Once he steps into the car, a loud bang is heard and flames engulf the small bar. While his eyes dance with the flames, he gives a small nod for his butler to leave the scene. Who would have thought killing off a man like Shiro would be so easy? Hearing his phone ring loudly, echoing in his ears, he picks up and remarks, “It is done. Watch the news to see.”

Across the city, a young man at the age of eighteen types quickly, letting his slim tan fingers hit key after key within seconds. There isn’t much for him to do but office work and he hates it the most. The higher ups still believe him not good enough to help in cases. As he grumbles under his breathe about his boss, Raito continues to write others’ reports up to spare time for the officers. Feeling a strong hand on his shoulder, turning his lips up into a small smile, he states, “I’m almost done with Matsuda-san’s reports.”

When he notices the frown adoring his son’s face, Yagami sighs out, “He means well.”

Turning around to face his father, Raito nods his head and sighs, “Yeah, I know, dad, but can’t he stop doing stupid stuff?” This earns a loud chuckle from the man he strives to become. He admires his old man strongly and desires to be a great officer of the law like his father one day. If only the police department knew the truth about his hobby, they might see him as an asset instead of a lackey to do office work. It wasn’t too hard to hack into systems and solve cases mysteriously. A few cases deal with a mafia leader and all he has to do is gain enough evidence to link the leader to the crimes, which he almost has.

Removing his hand from his son’s shoulder, Yagami whispers, “Please do not get caught up in cases. You are still so young, Raito, and sometimes it takes years to be able to handle huge cases.” His son’s honey orbs stare at him surprised. All he does is shake his head. It wasn’t too difficult to find out Raito’s involvement in some high profiled cases. After all, he has watched his son solve some of his cases within minutes.

Walking over, interrupting the chief and his son, Aizawa grumbles, “We have a new guest within our department.”

By one look on Aizawa’s face, anyone could tell he isn’t very happy having a new recruit. Raito can’t blame the older male since Matsuda is pretty new to this field and he turns out to cause more problems than help. Tilting his head to the side, he asks in a soft voice, “Who is the new person?”

As he leans against the wall, crossing his arms in front of his chest, Aizawa growls out, “Some dip shit, Ryuuzuki Rue. Trust me; he isn’t the most agreeable person to be around.”

Sighing loudly to have his child look at him, the chief of police mumbles, “He is good at what he does, Aizawa. I must admit I am a little surprised to have him come.”

“Word has it; he came to find out who this mysterious YLR is and try to recruit this person into the field of detective work.” Aizawa explains and then finishes off, “But that information came from Matsuda.”

Keeping a straight face even with his father glancing at him, telling himself to calm down, Raito wants to know what this man is like. Detective work sounds so interesting and he wouldn’t mind working for someone who would give him a chance. But he doesn’t say anything. It would be best to hide his identity and see what this man is really like. It could be called a test for Ryuuzaki Rue. Loud voices rises in the head boss’ office and many curse words fly around. Chuckling softly, he points out, “Ryuuzuki-san is giving him a run for his money.” The office door slams open and an odd looking man walks out calmly. By one look, he thinks the man looks like an ape.

Looking up, letting his dark eyes stare at the teenager who surpassed everyone in the entire department, Ryuuzaki watches the young man tense. It should become very interesting quickly. As he shuffles over to the small group of three men, he stops and announces, “Yagami-san, Aizawa-san, and Yagami-kun will be working under me from now on.”

Aizawa yells, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GOING ON ABOUT?”

As he places his hand on his man’s arm to stop Aizawa from punching Ryuuzaki, Yagami sighs out, “We work in this department and under no one else. I am sorry but we will not be following your orders.”

With a shrug of his shoulders, Ryuuzaki retorts, “Fine. But Yagami-kun works for me.” Before the chief says a word, he continues, “You have no say. I already have the transfer papers in hand. Yagami Raito works for me.”

Raito doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t even know this man and now he is transferred to work for this poor posture man. His father looks concern but he always was like that when he passed up through college like nothing and took up being a cop. Aizawa just is shocked into silence. Standing up finally able to understand the situation better, he holds out his hand and remarks, “It will be a pleasure to work for you, Ryuuzuki-san.”

Taking a firm hold on the young man’s hand, Ryuuzaki shakes it as firmly and comments, “I am glad to hear Yagami-kun is interest in my kind of work.” He pulls his hand away to see shock honey orbs staring at him almost like seeing a ghost. With a faint smile, he walks by the teenager and mumbles, “Meet me at the Grand Hotel at six am. Do not be late.”

Standing there stun from the coldness of Ryuuzaki’s pale hand, Raito shivers with a new excitement he never knew possible for him. It is almost like he has felt that touch before, but he can’t place where or when. Shaking himself out of the daze, he turns to his father and inquires, “Should I be worried?”

With a scowl lighting his face, Yagami answers, “Be careful around him. Ryuuzaki isn’t harmful but he is a very difficult man to be around and very bossy.” He worries for his child. If Ryuuzaki can figure out about Raito being the mysterious case solver, it might be possible Ryuuzaki will request Raito to transfer to another country to help him out. He knows Ryuuzaki is a traveler.

While shrugging his shoulders, Raito retorts, “I can handle that. No worries, dad.” Still there are looks from his father and Aizawa that make him think there is more to this Ryuuzaki Rue. Something they do not wish to share, but he is good at figuring things out. There is nothing in this world that could outsmart him. With that set in his mind, he swears to figure out everything on Ryuuzaki. And there is a deep feeling of awareness about the older male that he wishes to know.

Matsuda runs over and rumbles on, “Oh, oh, chief, I got a hot date tonight. Could I please leave early?”

As he rubs his forehead, Raito shakes his head and sighs deeply. Count it to the department’s idiot to come out of no where and say the first stupidest thing. Turning around, finding the printed reports, he picks them up and hands them to Matsuda. Without explaining, he grabs his coat and decides to leave the office. Tomorrow will bring a whole new life to him and the most part of him can’t wait. The moment he steps outside the police station, he feels a warm breeze blow across his face, messing up his perfect brown locks. But nothing could ruin his good mood. Finally, he caught someone’s interest and he will be seen as a great asset to the detective world.

Across the street, a man leans against the wall with his lips turned up into a devilish smirk. Looking down, his eyes stare at a photo of a young man whose looks could kill. Snapping his head up to take a glance across the street to the teenager whose picture he has in his hands, he whispers into the sweet breeze, “Some playing time, Yagami Raito.” As he turns into the alley, he taunts out loud, “Target confirmed.”

Spinning around, feeling goose-bumps running up his back, Raito swears someone was watching him. He shakes off the feeling and turns back around to head to his small apartment in the city. It has been a while since he has went back to his family’s home to hang out. But he enjoys being independent. With a deep sigh, he realizes a few high school girls are checking him out. None of them impress him and he continues to walk to his apartment building. It’s a good thing it isn’t far from his work place. When he pulls out his keys, he walks up the many stairs to get home. Today was tiring and boring except the meeting of the famous Ryuuzaki Rue. Standing in front of his door, he presses the key into the slot and takes a hold of the door handle to only freeze in his spot. His eyes narrow sharply and scan the area. Pushing the door open slightly, he quickly does a quick scan of his peaceful home to only sigh in relief. Nothing seems to be wrong with anything. As he steps inside and takes off his shoes, he mumbles coldly, “Damn Saya must have stopped.” Why is he becoming nervous all the sudden? There shouldn’t be anything wrong with him. Noting his answer machine blinking, he walks over and presses down on the button to play the messages.

A machine voice rings out, “First Message at Four-Thirty PM.”

A young man’s voice speaks, “Hey Rai, what’s up? Erica is in town, dude, she wants you.”

Deleting the message, Raito growls lowly in his throat. Leave it to his American friend who moved in the city with his mother to announce about some girl who won’t leave him alone. Flopping onto the couch, he closes his eyes to remember what happened two years ago with hanging out with that girl.

The night was still early and everyone who was anyone would be at a huge party at a local club. Of course, that didn’t included Raito but he decided to break the rules for once. When he met up with Jake, his American friend, he mumbled, “This better be worth it. If my father finds out, I’m dead meat.”

Jake laughed, “Please. Chief of Police is not going to find out about his perfect son being at a mean ass party.”

He danced with a few girls and got numbers from every single one of them. But Erica was the best dancer and best make out partner; he had to admit. No other girl could give him a run for his money in seducing. Hours passed like nothing and he had a few too many drinks. Raito needed some fresh air and stepped out back. Leaning against the cold brick wall, he groaned out, “Fuck. Too much.” A touch from some stranger dragged him out of his intoxicating state; a touch in an area that no one should put their hand unless with permission. He fought against his attacker but with the alcohol flowing through his veins, it was a lost cause. Everything went black and when his vision cleared, he stared into another stranger. Tilting his head, he whimpered, “I’ll scream if you try.”

The dark deep strong voice replied, “I came out for a breather, kid. Saw you needing some help. Do not worry about that bastard. I made him go away. You should get out of here soon. It isn’t a good area to be at this time of night.”

Unable to see straight, Raito let some stranger help him to his feet. With a fast glance behind the guy, he saw his attacker laying in trash and smirked. Shaking the dizziness away, he thanked his savior, “Thanks for helping me. If you get in trouble, give the name Yagami Raito and I will tell my dad that you were only protecting me.”

The stranger chuckled, “Do not worry, kid. I doubt it will cause me trouble.”

Waving his hand half-hearted, Raito straggled out of the dark alley and headed home. It was a grateful night for him. He was almost raped and emotional scarred for life. But some stranger helped him.

A loud ringing sounds echoes out, startling him out of his memory. In quick movements, he grabs the cordless and answers, “Hello.”

“I am glad Yagami-kun is still awake.” A male’s voice echoes out.

Shivers run up his back, toes curl within the confines of his socks and Raito fires out a name in a meek voice, “Ryuuzaki-san?”

A playful voice answers, “Of course. Yagami-kun did not think I would not have his information. Come now, it would do me no good to gain an asset as such as YLR.”

Everything freezes no sounds ring through his ears. How could Ryuuzaki figure it out so fast? Slouching against his couch, Raito asks, “How did you know?”

Ryuuzaki replies, “Yagami-kun has just told me. And now Yagami-kun needs to come outside quickly.”

Standing up in rage, Raito yells out, “Why do I have to? I do not have to do anything!”

With a hint of amusement in his voice, Ryuuzaki hisses out, “I am afraid Yagami-kun does or I can press charges against him for working on cases illegally.”

The images of being out of the law field makes his blood run cold. Grabbing a few things, Raito mumbles, “That’s blackmail.” All he gains is the line disconnected. Not sure what to do, he sighs deeply and runs his hand through his hair. It would be best to play nice with his new employer for right now. After he figures some things out, then he can blackmail the older male. As he stuffs some stuff into a backpack, he puts on his shoes and grabs his keys. Walking out the door, making sure his apartment is locked up; he heads down the stairs to meet the most annoying man he has ever met. Wasn’t it just earlier that he thought Ryuuzaki was interesting? When he reaches the bottom, he finds said man leaning against a hot red car that calls out to be raced in.

Ryuuzaki chuckles out softly, “If Yagami-kun is done sizing up my car, we can leave to discuss a few things.” Without waiting for a response, he jumps into the driver seat and waits for the teenager to enter the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Raito puts on his seat belt while mumbling, “I wasn’t sizing up your car.”

“Then Yagami-kun was sizing me up.” Ryuuzaki responds and adds, “I am honored and flattered.” With a fast glance to see the teenager’s face is red as a cherry, his lips turn up into a grin. Pushing down on the gas, he begins to drive down the streets. Without taking his eyes off the road, he comments, “You really got yourself into some serious stuff.”

While enjoying the fast ride, Raito tries to figure out what the older man means. After a few minutes of silence, he asks, “What do you mean?” Why does he feel so comfortable around this man? When has he ever felt relaxed? Never. Even with his own family, he is alert to everything. But with Ryuuzaki, he is care free. For some reason, he likes this change.

Ryuuzaki answers in a serious tone, “The mafia that YLR has been investigating has put out a hit on him. The hit man for hire is good getting the job done.”

His entire body tenses. He swears even his breathing stopped. Yes, he has heard many times and from different reports the mafia leader will take out anyone in his way. But the question is how they learned about him. As he turns to look out the window, Raito inquires, “Do you know how they find out about me?”

Turning the corner sharply to hear a hitch of breathe coming from the younger man, Ryuuzaki explains, “They have contacts. Many, who can put the pieces together, after all it did not take me long to figure it out.” When he parks in front of a large mansion, he steps out, letting the boy decided to get out or not. It is a test for the teenager. Watching closely, seeing the hesitation in honey eyes, he finds it amusing to see Raito step out, gripping his backpack closely almost like the thing will protect him. He finds the young man adorable. For that reason alone, he can’t stop the small true smile to appear.

Raito yells, “Do you fucking find this funny?”

While shaking his head to answer, Ryuuzaki mumbles, “Yagami-kun looks too adorable with that kind of expression on his face.” It is sad this boy is in danger. But then again, this could bring something he wanted for years; some company. Maybe, just maybe he can have that this time around. But he will not get his hopes up. After all, the last time he had that kind of hope, he lost the one who gave him company. Death came to the man who he enjoyed the most. And since then he never let anyone else come close to his soul, body, and heart. Moving up to the gate, he orders, “Let’s go. I have already informed Yagami-kun’s father he will be under my protection for the time being. Until we catch the hit man and the mafia leader.”

Raito’s face heats up to hear the soft words coming from Ryuuzaki. But he follows the older man up the path to get to the entrance of the mansion. Why does he feel so free around this man? Shouldn’t he fear what is going on around him? Never in his life did he put trust into another soul. When he enters the huge mansion, he finds tons of artworks hanging on the walls. Removing his eyes from the fancy place, turning them to the man in front of him, he finds himself unable to really see a danger within Ryuuzaki. The way the man slouches, stuffing his hands into jean pockets, the way he walks, it all makes him want to take the older man into his arms.

What the hell is that thought? What the hell am I thinking? He’s a guy. I don’t like guys.

Raito is losing his sense and it drives him nuts. Ryuuzaki drives a new meaning to attraction to the dictionary. Moving across the floor in a daze, he asks, “How do you know about this hit man?”

Stopping in his tracks, turning around to face the young man to notice the fearful look crossing over those beautiful features, Ryuuzaki coldly retorts, “He is the one who killed my lover five years ago.”

All he wishes to do is to give an apologize to Ryuuzaki for bringing up the topic. But something within those midnight orbs tell him to keep his mouth shut. The way the older man’s body tenses tell him there is more to that story. Of course, Raito does not point it out and let the scars of the past be dropped. While listening to Ryuuzaki tell him where everything is, he thinks that his life is over. Even if he lives, there will no longer be freedom. He will be in hiding for the rest of his life. That is something he never wished. Why did he have to be so full of himself and take up cases? His cell phone rings as Ryuuzaki turns the corner. On the third ring, he answers, “Hi, dad.”

Yagami asks in a concerned voice, “Where are you, Raito?”

Raising an eyebrow in confusion, Raito answers, “With Ryuuzaki-san.”

“I thought you weren’t supposed to meet him until tomorrow.” Yagami responds.

Everything becomes dead silent. His ears hear nothing and his heart pounds within his chest rapidly. Why? That is the only question running through his mind. He turns his head to see Ryuuzaki staring at him coldly and he mumbles, “Well plans changed. Sorry. I’ll talk to you later.” Quickly hanging up, not letting his father have time to say a word, he growls out, “Stupid ex-girlfriend doesn’t take the hint of being broken up.” He gives a smile that is as false as they come. And only one thing enters his mind.

Ryuuzaki lied to me.

The world spins around for him, but nothing is holding him up. One look into dark grey eyes that look black, he finds himself falling deeper. Why did he have to be stupid? When has he ever been an idiot? That is Matsuda’s job, not his. Raito gives a sweet smile and scolds his features to look the part of being grateful to a man, who just lied to him. When the older male doesn’t look away, he asks nervous of being caught, “What?”

Walking toward the teenager, watching the other back up, Ryuuzaki pins the young man against the wall. As he grabs a hold of both wrists tightly which gains the cell phone to fall to the ground, creating a loud bang to echo out, he leans forward and whispers, “Yagami-kun is horrible at lying. In this field of work, one must learn how to lie to the best. Never let your guard down. If someone does, it means the end of their life.” Pulling back away from Raito, who breath is coming in short gasps; he turns around and takes a few steps forward. Stopping in his tracks, he continues, “That is Yagami-kun’s first lesson.”

The older male leaves him there and he slides to the ground. Raito isn’t sure what to think or do anymore. Now, he must put his guard up around this man but he doesn’t want to. Everything is buried inside of his mind, spinning around, trying to put the pieces together. When he feels a hand on his shoulder, he jumps up and yells, “Don’t touch me!” The person in front of him isn’t Ryuuzaki but an elderly man who gives a puzzled expression.

Leaning against the wall, Ryuuzaki speaks up, “Do not be concern, Watari-san. Yagami-kun is a little nervous about being here with me.” With a small grin, he continues, “Well more like scared.”

Glaring at the older man, Raito screams, “I’m not scared of you, Ryuuzaki-san!” He spit out Ryuuzaki’s name like a curse, which only gains a mere chuckle that sends shivers racing up his spine.

Watari cuts off the taunting chuckle, “I understand. Master Ryuuzaki, would you like me to set up the guest room for Yagami-kun’s stay?” Gaining a nod, he bows his head and leaves the two men alone.

Feeling the fear once again, Raito tries to stomp it out of exist. But he can’t stop the flinch when Ryuuzaki takes a step forward. His back hits the wall behind him and he starts to panic to have his personal space taken by the older man. Why does he fear this man? Maybe is it because Ryuuzaki shows a dangerous aura around him. Feeling lips press against his own, gasping in surprise, feeling a wet muscle enter his mouth, his eyes widen. While his heart races a mile an hour, his mind turns into pudding. No one has ever kissed him like this. Without even realizing it, he wraps his arms around the older man’s neck, gripping the white t-shirt into his fists. Pulling Ryuuzaki closer, he lets his mouth be eaten.

As he pulls back to give them oxygen into their lungs, Ryuuzaki stares into clouded chocolate reddish eyes. Sliding his finger over perfect cheekbones, feeling the soft smooth skin, he whispers, “Yagami-kun should really stop looking so adorable before I lose all self control.”

Not sure why he is doing this with a stranger none the less, Raito pulls Ryuuzaki forward, smashing his lips against soft ones. Everything flies out the door and he feels so much heat. This heat drives him wild to unbelievable highs. Hips thrust against him and he moans into the kiss. This is heaven and hell at the same time. While his right leg hypes up around the older man’s waist, he rubs his sensitive area against Ryuuzaki’s body. The friction makes his whole body shake with desire.

Breaking the kiss for the second time, Ryuuzaki is ready to take the younger man up to the master bedroom and have his sweet way with him. But they are interrupted by his phone ringing loudly within the confines of his pocket. Pulling back away from the flushed teenager, hearing the small whimper, he answers, “Hello.” After hearing one word, he tares away from the boy all together. Covering the mouth piece, he whispers, “Sorry but I am afraid I must take this call.” Without waiting for an response, he leaves the panting teenager alone in the hallway.

Falling to the ground without having anything holding him up, Raito tries to clear out his mind. What just happened? Did he just make out with another male? Why did he? He was all for it and wouldn’t even stopped it if Ryuuzaki did other things. He can still feel the fire within his veins. Standing up on shaking legs, he wonders out loud, “Am I gay?” In the past, he never thought about the possibility of being into guys. But what transpire between Ryuuzaki and him drives doubts into his mind. When the butler, Watari walks over, he follows the elderly man to his new bedroom still with a racing mind. Asking himself questions that he has no answers to. Never before did he have an attraction to guys but now he does. Flopping onto the king size soft bed, hearing the door shut, he sighs out to the empty dark room, “It wasn’t him being a guy that I was attracted to. It was because I found him dangerous.” It makes him sick to realize it was the danger that turned him on.

Across the city, in a huge warehouse, a tall man stands at the entrance, waiting for someone. The doors open to show his hit man, standing there with no worries. Feeling the fear, crashing it under a mask, he questions, “How is the progress going?”

With a sneer sent at the leader of the mafia, the hit man growls out lowly and dangerous, “I have confirmed the target. But I do not like being checked on. You should know that by now.”

Taking a seat in his favor chair, the mafia leader sighs out indifferently even though his blood is running cold by the hit man’s tone, “I know but I must get this problem out of the way very soon. The police are starting to listen to YLR and taking his suggestions seriously.”

Pulling out a gun, turning around sharply, the hit man fires one bullet through the wooden door. The loud bang is one sound and the second sound is a heavy body hitting the ground. When men run over with their guns held out, he watches them open the door to see a dead woman. Walking over, whistling loudly, he remarks, “Well. I thought I missed the heart at least by a half an inch. Seems I hit it dead on.” Every person by him backs up, fear clearly showing on their faces. And he can’t stop the rough creepy laughter escaping his lips.

Cringing at the sound of manic laughter, the mafia boss replies, “I like you but you still creep the fuck out of me.”

Tilting his head back, putting his weapon away, and the deadly man responds like nothing happened, “Then be very happy that I am on your side, Zen. This woman, I am going to guess is FBI. Better be moving your hide out somewhere else. Do not worry about the boy; I will take care of it.”

Zen remarks, “For a price of course.”

The hit man answers, “Of course. Everything comes at a price. Nothing is ever free.” Without waiting for any other words, he steps over the dead woman and leaves into the darkness of the night. The way the wind blows, he enjoys its coldness. It makes him feel alive once again. Then again, he is just a dead man, walking around in the darkness of his own soul. Maybe one day he can join the many he has killed. Whistling a small tune, he continues up to the docks to look out at the dark blue waters. Nothing is ever free and he learned that long ago. He learned from the past why he exists. This is his life until it is ended. Lighting up a cigarette, he sighs out sadly, “Only for them. For them, I will be controlled, die, kill. All for them.” Grey smoke rises to the skies while the wind blows even harder against his body. Coldness, numbness, and death are all he will ever know until his last breathe. His eyes narrow out to the cruel world. Flicking the cigarette into the sea of water, he chuckles out darkly, “Come play Yagami Raito. It should be very interesting. Maybe you will be the one I have been looking for.”

Back at the mansion, Raito walks the many halls, bored out of his mind. After Watari gave him food, he wanted something to do. Opening a large door, he finds himself in the middle of a huge room filled with books. Shelves as high as of the ceiling, all with books littering them. It has been a while for him to sit down and read. Picking up a book, not even looking to see what it is about, he sits down in a soft chair near the window and opens it up to read. By a few minutes, he squirms in his seat and his face is beat red. Hearing the door open, he quickly shuts the book and throws it onto the couch.

Standing there, looking oddly at the young man, Watari questions, “Do you know where Master Ryuuzaki has gone to?”

Thinking about it, he hasn’t seen the odd man since that phone call. As he shakes his head, Raito answers, “No. He got a phone call and since then I haven’t seen him.” His face turns crimson again to remember what happened before the phone call. He notices the worry on the elderly man’s face and he is ready to ask. But he watches Watari leave quickly. It makes him narrow his eyes and wonder what is going on. Turning his head, staring at the sex book, he sighs out, “You have skeletons in your closest. What are they, Ryuuzaki-san?” No answers come to his curious question. Feeling something, he closes his eyes, trying to figure out what this feeling is. The next moment, his eyes are blind folded and mouth is covered up by a strong hand. All he can do is struggling and damn does he do it.

A voice rings next to the teenager’s ear, “Be still or else, boy.”

All movements still the moment he feels metal against his forehead. Raito expects to fear this situation, but to his horror he feels his man hood jolt up in attention. Why is this happening? Shouldn’t Ryuuzaki be protecting him?

Nice job he is doing. Ryuuzaki isn’t anywhere in sight and I have a fucking gun pointed at my head.

When he feels the gun lower over his arm, Raito chocks on a cry. Rather it was a cry of surprise to feel cold mental against his skin or from being scared, he isn’t sure. The stranger breathes are coming against his ear. Everything that is happening is only turning him hotter than ever before. He groans through his covered mouth, “Nnn.”

Keeping his mouth at Raito’s ear, the stranger mumbles softly, “I will uncover your mouth. But if you scream, you will be hurting. Do you understand?”

All he can do is nod his head to tell this crazy person he agrees. His eyes are useless with a blindfold and he isn’t stupid enough to try to take it off. Once that goes and he can see, he is dead on the spot. Survival is at the top of the list. Feeling the gloved hand is removed; Raito keeps his hands on the arm rests and inquires, “Are you the hit man after me?”

Chuckling softly, the hit man hums out, “You are brilliant as the reports state. It is nice to know.”

Shaking from desire and fear, Raito chocks out his next question, “Are you here to kill me?” His mind is telling him to keep the man talking. Maybe someone will walk in soon to save him. The more questions, the more time wasted.

The hit man sighs out, “No. I want to talk for a little while.”

“Why?” Raito asks.

Running the gun down the front of Raito’s body, sensing the shivers running through the teenager, the other man answers, “Because I am bored and I still have a month to take care of you.” He notes the shaking and the sob that escapes the young man. Pulling back but keeping the gun right against Raito’s lower reigns, he questions, “Do you want to live, Yagami Raito?”

Trying to keep the shaking out of his voice, Ratio chocks on his words, “Of… Of course.” He hates feeling desire at this very moment. This shows him something he didn’t want to truly admit to. He likes the danger. The more danger, the more turned on. Feeling the gun rub against his clothed cock, he jumps and stutters, “What do you want?”

The hit man chuckles out, “Hmm, I want a lot of things, but some would rather die than give me what I want. But a young teenager, barely an adult, might just do what I ask for life.”

“What would that be?” Raito asks. All the while praying and hoping Ryuuzaki or Watari walks in soon. Anything to get him away from this mad man.

The cold man leans forward and whispers, “Let me have your body, Yagami Light.”

With a hard rub against his lower area, Raito bit his lip to stop the scream from escaping as he creams his pants. His face is red hot and he knows this. Trembling in the chair, he thinks over everything and denies that he would do something like that. But what leaves his mouth surprises even himself, “All right.”

Pulling all the way away from the teenager, the hit man replies, “I knew you would agree. We will meet again, Light.”

“What is your name?” Raito asks in his last attempt to get some lead to this cold murderer.

The hit man answers, “Call me B, boy.”

Raito yells out, “WHAT KIND OF NAME IS THAT!?” No words come. No threat of a gun to his head. Nothing at all. Frozen for a few minutes, he finally tears the blindfold off to find himself alone. Standing up on weak legs, he jumps startled to hear the doors open. Without thinking, he runs toward the light and grabs a hold of the person standing there. When his face is lifted up, he sobs, “He… He was here… here.”

Ryuuzaki asks in a concern voice, “Who?”

Shaking uncontrollability, Raito chocks out, “The hit… hit man. B.” That is all he says before everything turns black and he falls into a welcoming warmth.

Notes: Well here is the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. I would love to hear your thoughts, suggestions, and your guesses to the plot.