L's L...

L. The worlds greatest detective. A sweet tooth, with weird habits. Has an L himself.
With BB his prime target, L has no time to be incompetent. But will having an extra presence around be his distraction? (Death note Fanfiction)

Disclaimer: Death Note and its characters belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.


11. The Impossible.

I woke up, having actually slept the night. L was awake, I could tell from experience with Near. But he just laid there. He had one hand up to his mouth, biting his thumb and the other, lay over me. I pulled his arm tighter round me, and he acknowledged my awakening.

"Good morning. You actually slept. I waited for you." He smiled down at me with his tired eyes, the black rims only darker now. I felt my face frown slightly.

"You didn't sleep?" I sat up, not wanting to use him as a pillow.

"Leoni, I'm an insomniac... I can't sleep till I'm sure the world is safe from BB... Till your safe." That was heartfelt, even for L. I felt a sad smile on my face. He kissed my forehead before getting up. He scratched the back of his head, sending spikes of black mess into crazier positions. I giggled like a school girl and he looked back at me with a warm smile on his face.

"Thank you." He says. "For comforting me." Then L leaves without another word. I just stare after him. I felt guilty, but the essence of last nights events made me so lightheaded. I got up and realised I'd fallen asleep in my clothes. I sighed and walked up to closet and found my clothes hung up there. I pulled out a set and found a small black box sat at the foot of closet. I slung my clothes on the bed and picked up the box. I brought it over to the bed and pulled off the tag that was poking out the side. It read:

To Leoni,
Please use as you see fit.
Stay safe.

I ripped the lid from the box, anxious to see what L had in store for me. I found myself presented with a pair of black handguns. I traced the curves of the trigger. An L imprinted on the handle. A pair of leg holsters were also in the box. I dropped the box on the bed and began getting ready. I turned on the water and allowed the shower to run till warm. Locking the door behind me, (though I doubted L was that perverted) I stripped down and edged into the warm waterfall.

With a towel wrapped tightly round my warmed body and on holding my long wet hair, I crept out of the bathroom. L was in my room and I clung to the towel.

"Ah!" I yelped. He looked from the box to me. He shielded his eyes sarcastically and I laughed. I allows myself this one. He backed out and shut the door.

"Tell me when your ready." He spoke trough the wood. I zipped around getting dressed. The weather didn't seem as chilling today, so I decided to try a pair of shorts. I still had a hoodie on over my shirt however. I then laced up the holsters to my legs and let the guns fit snugly to each side. I practiced cartwheels and flung myself around the room. They stayed in tact throughout. I felt so energised, ready for anything. My wet hair fell onto my face. I decided I couldn't be bothered and gave it time to air dry. It dried straight, with my fringe curling, wavering ever so slightly. I appeared out of the room. L sat at his computer, looking depressed if anything. He sighed deeply and took a chunk out of the piece of cake he was holding. I pushed the door shut behind me with a little 'click'. L's head whipped round to see me. He smiled at my arrival.

"I see you found my gift." I admired the guns that sat on my thighs.

"Yes. I can't thank you enough." I smiled and came to lean over his shoulder. My hair falling like a curtain over my right hand side. L looked at me, feeling shielded by my wall of hair.

"You thank me by breathing." How cheesy.

"Have you been searching up chat up lines?" L looked at me with wide eyes. As if he hasn't expected me to find out.

"Of course not." He replied

"I bet." I couldn't hold back my smile. His finger traced my bottom lip. Then he kissed me lightly.

I stepped back. "L..." I looked up and found Watari smiling at us. I laughed nervously. How embarrassing. He handed me a cup of steaming tea.

"Thank you." I smiled. He took in the guns and his smile deepened.

"No, thank you. For doing what no other could do." He looked down at L, contentment in his small eyes. "Yes. For doing the impossible, Leoni." I felt my jaw drop slightly. My hair fell across my face. I took a seat on the opposite sofa as I would do. L didn't look directly at me, but I could tell he was looking at me. From the corner of his eye. He pulled at his bottom lip. I bit mine.

For doing the impossible.... Could he mean... Making L show affection? I was mid thought when my phone vibrated on the table.

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