sunmoonandspoon (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sunmoonandspoon) wrote2007-08-14 06:05 pm
sunmoonandspoon) wrote2007-08-14 06:05 pm
Entry tags:
Kids, Ch. 13
So, I'm finally back from Japan/Canada/whereverthehellIamthatisn'thome, and I come back bearing ficcage. Please enjoy chapter thirteen of Kids!
----------
Kids
Chapter Thirteen - Mint
----------
The others are gone when the phone goes off-it's hideously late and nothing's happening, the task force is composed primarily of those who sleep. L is sitting alone in front of the monitors, watching Light and Soichiro sleeping too. Both snore loudly, and L is tempted to switch off the audio. He decides instead to answer the phone, divide his attention between a voice and grating noise.
And the voice is sweeter than anything he's heard all day. He shoves the thought aside, but still, he thought it. It's Sachiko, thank God. And really, thank God. Because he was never going to call her, he'd have lost his chance if not for this. "Hello?" she asks, "Ryuzaki are you there?"
"Yes," he tells her flatly. "Yes, I'm here."
He's terrified, trying not to let that slip into his tone. Gnawing on his thumb until she speaks. "I know you've probably got a lot going on right now," Sachiko says, slightly choked. "But I was wondering if maybe you could spare some time to talk to me."
"I have time," L says, wonders after if that sounded too abrupt, if he cut her off and this is making him look impolite or desperate.
If she's annoyed she's silent about it, Sachi just says that that's good, she's got time too, and she's sorry for calling so early. "It's okay," L says, glad the hour is unnatural. It's a good match for whatever is about to occur. So far, nothing's happening. How are yous occur, and what have you been up tos, but there's nothing substantial, nothing real.
"Listen," Sachiko says, cutting short their nervous (bullshit) pleasantries. "This is going to sound stupid, but I have to see you. I said I'd give you time to think, well I gave you time. It's been long enough, I…I need an answer, okay? So I can decide what kind of person I'm going to be from now on."
L agrees, says he needs more time but he'll meet her. When she asks him where he makes a conscious decision to thwart himself, he picks the gate at To-Oh University hoping she will think of Light and stop. Because L won't stop. He's already making excuses to leave his post here, already cramming his feet into ill-fitting shoes and heading for the door. "I'll be right there," he says. He hates himself for it, but he will be.
----------
What kind of person will this make me?
Who will I become if I go through with this?
Is there any way to reconcile 'wife and mother' with 'cheating, cradle-robbing whore?'
Can I still call myself the world's greatest detective if I compromise the case like this?
He's young enough to be my son.
She's old enough to be my mother.
Will I lose my husband (my security) or my children (my identity) if I'm found out?
How can anyone respect me after this? I'll lose my credibility!
How badly do I really want this?
I'll make a fool of myself during sex.
What if I get pregnant?
Will she still make me cake if this fails?
----------
Sachiko stands by the gate, picks paint off the bars as she waits for him. She is mortified by the way that she's dressed, she doesn't know what possessed her. Ryuzaki is probably coming to call it off, and when he does she'll have to face the facts, she's not good enough. She will walk home in her nicest dress, alone. Her carefully made up face will smear with tears, and she will look ridiculous. There is no way Ryuzaki will say yes, and this thought has turned her into a quivering school girl. She hasn't cared this much in years.
He doesn't leave her stranded. He shows up, hunched and shifty-eyed, but she wouldn't have wanted anything else. She shouldn't have dressed up, she should have shown up the Sachiko he's come to expect, should have gone out dumpy and ugly to kill the chance she'd wreck her life. But instead she's wearing heels and make-up, a black-and-pale-blue dress that makes her husband hard. She's embarrassed, doesn't look Ryuzaki in the eye. "Hi," he says. "Hi," she says.
They stand staring at each other for a time, Sachi with a smile plastered to her face. Neither one knows what to say, so Sachi finally breaks it, blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. "Misa's a Kira supporter," she says. "My son's girlfriend."
Ryuzaki nods, "I know," he says. And then they fall into silence again. Sachiko knows she should question this, ask how he knows but she doesn't. She just stands there staring at him. Decades pass and finally he asks why he wanted to see her. While he does he's trying pointedly not to look at her outfit, her far-more-visible-that-usual breasts. He has an erection, this makes her feel proud.
"I just wanted to talk," she says, too quickly. "I don't think I need to say what I want to talk about."
Again, he nods. Tells her he doesn't know what to say. "I like you," he mutters, "and I want to try this out, it's just…not the smartest course of action. You're married, and I have an extremely time-consuming job, this'll compromise the case and I…you look beautiful." He stops talking, then, too embarrassed to continue. Sachiko smiles, moves in to put her arms around him and ignores his stiffening shoulders.
"Thank you," she murmurs, closing her eyes and holding him closer. "We should do this. I promise it'll all be okay. No one will find out, and we deserve this. We're more than just detective and mommy-wife, Ryuzaki, we're people. We need lives outside our duties, so let's make it happen, okay?"
Tentatively, Ryuzaki puts his arms around her too. Nods into the air above her shoulder. He says nothing and she grabs his face, pulls him towards her. Eases up when she realizes she shouldn't be the one to start this, it should be the man, the unmarried one, it shouldn't be her fault. But it already is. It's too late to change anything now. And because it's too late, she pulls him even closer, presses her lips to his and wonders if this is Ryuzaki's first kiss. Recalls her own first kiss and the last one she had before this. His lips are chapped, this isn't enough, she wants tongues in mouths and hands on crotches, wants all out sex right now. But she'll go slow for Ryuzaki's sake.
He puts his tongue in her mouth, though, lets her taste the sugary rot of his teeth. He hadn't brushed them, probably hadn't expected this to happen. Sachiko had scrubbed hers shining, she must taste more minty than human, and now she feels she's in the wrong. For brushing her teeth. She pulls him as close as she can without pulling him inside her, and lets her tongue lead his in a clumsy waltz. And then he pulls away.
"Are we going to have sex?" he asks, bewildered and small-voiced and scared. It's clear he hasn't a clue how this works, that he's out of his comfort zone, out of his mind. For the first time since her son started speaking, Sachiko feels intelligent, competent. She likes this.
"Not until you're ready," she assures him, stepping back and taking his hands in her own. And then he blinks, gulps repeatedly, dithers nervously for ages until he finally says,
"I might be ready now."
----------
And, it's over! Comment or I shall scrape your skies something good. Your reward is Adventure by Be Your Own Pet. Have a happy day, and stay tuned for the next chapter--it's coming soon!
----------
Kids
Chapter Thirteen - Mint
----------
The others are gone when the phone goes off-it's hideously late and nothing's happening, the task force is composed primarily of those who sleep. L is sitting alone in front of the monitors, watching Light and Soichiro sleeping too. Both snore loudly, and L is tempted to switch off the audio. He decides instead to answer the phone, divide his attention between a voice and grating noise.
And the voice is sweeter than anything he's heard all day. He shoves the thought aside, but still, he thought it. It's Sachiko, thank God. And really, thank God. Because he was never going to call her, he'd have lost his chance if not for this. "Hello?" she asks, "Ryuzaki are you there?"
"Yes," he tells her flatly. "Yes, I'm here."
He's terrified, trying not to let that slip into his tone. Gnawing on his thumb until she speaks. "I know you've probably got a lot going on right now," Sachiko says, slightly choked. "But I was wondering if maybe you could spare some time to talk to me."
"I have time," L says, wonders after if that sounded too abrupt, if he cut her off and this is making him look impolite or desperate.
If she's annoyed she's silent about it, Sachi just says that that's good, she's got time too, and she's sorry for calling so early. "It's okay," L says, glad the hour is unnatural. It's a good match for whatever is about to occur. So far, nothing's happening. How are yous occur, and what have you been up tos, but there's nothing substantial, nothing real.
"Listen," Sachiko says, cutting short their nervous (bullshit) pleasantries. "This is going to sound stupid, but I have to see you. I said I'd give you time to think, well I gave you time. It's been long enough, I…I need an answer, okay? So I can decide what kind of person I'm going to be from now on."
L agrees, says he needs more time but he'll meet her. When she asks him where he makes a conscious decision to thwart himself, he picks the gate at To-Oh University hoping she will think of Light and stop. Because L won't stop. He's already making excuses to leave his post here, already cramming his feet into ill-fitting shoes and heading for the door. "I'll be right there," he says. He hates himself for it, but he will be.
----------
What kind of person will this make me?
Who will I become if I go through with this?
Is there any way to reconcile 'wife and mother' with 'cheating, cradle-robbing whore?'
Can I still call myself the world's greatest detective if I compromise the case like this?
He's young enough to be my son.
She's old enough to be my mother.
Will I lose my husband (my security) or my children (my identity) if I'm found out?
How can anyone respect me after this? I'll lose my credibility!
How badly do I really want this?
I'll make a fool of myself during sex.
What if I get pregnant?
Will she still make me cake if this fails?
----------
Sachiko stands by the gate, picks paint off the bars as she waits for him. She is mortified by the way that she's dressed, she doesn't know what possessed her. Ryuzaki is probably coming to call it off, and when he does she'll have to face the facts, she's not good enough. She will walk home in her nicest dress, alone. Her carefully made up face will smear with tears, and she will look ridiculous. There is no way Ryuzaki will say yes, and this thought has turned her into a quivering school girl. She hasn't cared this much in years.
He doesn't leave her stranded. He shows up, hunched and shifty-eyed, but she wouldn't have wanted anything else. She shouldn't have dressed up, she should have shown up the Sachiko he's come to expect, should have gone out dumpy and ugly to kill the chance she'd wreck her life. But instead she's wearing heels and make-up, a black-and-pale-blue dress that makes her husband hard. She's embarrassed, doesn't look Ryuzaki in the eye. "Hi," he says. "Hi," she says.
They stand staring at each other for a time, Sachi with a smile plastered to her face. Neither one knows what to say, so Sachi finally breaks it, blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. "Misa's a Kira supporter," she says. "My son's girlfriend."
Ryuzaki nods, "I know," he says. And then they fall into silence again. Sachiko knows she should question this, ask how he knows but she doesn't. She just stands there staring at him. Decades pass and finally he asks why he wanted to see her. While he does he's trying pointedly not to look at her outfit, her far-more-visible-that-usual breasts. He has an erection, this makes her feel proud.
"I just wanted to talk," she says, too quickly. "I don't think I need to say what I want to talk about."
Again, he nods. Tells her he doesn't know what to say. "I like you," he mutters, "and I want to try this out, it's just…not the smartest course of action. You're married, and I have an extremely time-consuming job, this'll compromise the case and I…you look beautiful." He stops talking, then, too embarrassed to continue. Sachiko smiles, moves in to put her arms around him and ignores his stiffening shoulders.
"Thank you," she murmurs, closing her eyes and holding him closer. "We should do this. I promise it'll all be okay. No one will find out, and we deserve this. We're more than just detective and mommy-wife, Ryuzaki, we're people. We need lives outside our duties, so let's make it happen, okay?"
Tentatively, Ryuzaki puts his arms around her too. Nods into the air above her shoulder. He says nothing and she grabs his face, pulls him towards her. Eases up when she realizes she shouldn't be the one to start this, it should be the man, the unmarried one, it shouldn't be her fault. But it already is. It's too late to change anything now. And because it's too late, she pulls him even closer, presses her lips to his and wonders if this is Ryuzaki's first kiss. Recalls her own first kiss and the last one she had before this. His lips are chapped, this isn't enough, she wants tongues in mouths and hands on crotches, wants all out sex right now. But she'll go slow for Ryuzaki's sake.
He puts his tongue in her mouth, though, lets her taste the sugary rot of his teeth. He hadn't brushed them, probably hadn't expected this to happen. Sachiko had scrubbed hers shining, she must taste more minty than human, and now she feels she's in the wrong. For brushing her teeth. She pulls him as close as she can without pulling him inside her, and lets her tongue lead his in a clumsy waltz. And then he pulls away.
"Are we going to have sex?" he asks, bewildered and small-voiced and scared. It's clear he hasn't a clue how this works, that he's out of his comfort zone, out of his mind. For the first time since her son started speaking, Sachiko feels intelligent, competent. She likes this.
"Not until you're ready," she assures him, stepping back and taking his hands in her own. And then he blinks, gulps repeatedly, dithers nervously for ages until he finally says,
"I might be ready now."
----------
And, it's over! Comment or I shall scrape your skies something good. Your reward is Adventure by Be Your Own Pet. Have a happy day, and stay tuned for the next chapter--it's coming soon!
no subject
(And ohmigod, if there was a doujin of this I would die laughing). ♥
no subject
Oh! I dunno if you're still interested, but I actually updated BR. Seriously. I did. Woah man.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I am still scared that I actually got L and Sachiko together. My brain is still WTF-ing over this chapter, and the other one I wrote which I should be posting soon.
no subject
I could see it applying more to 02? Or Frontier, possibly.
I probably could get you some nice Pokémon raws if you wanted?
8DDD You can do anything you want if you apply willpower and imagination?
no subject
And yes. All crack can be done somehow. I need to write a fic which pairs Higuchi with someone. Or involves Higuchi at all. Because he is da bomb.
no subject
My brief flash on Higuchi was with Masumi, who is from Boukenger and thus played by a real person, but every fic I have read as of this moment with him in it mentions his teeth. Which are pretty noticeably terribly not straight, yeah. But that's a silly idea and not feasible. :p
no subject
Hm. I really do wanna write something with him. Your idea amuses me, but since I don't know who he is I couldn't do it. XD; Any ideas that aren't crossover?
no subject
You could do a Digimon crossover. Higuchi could have a digimon and save the Digital World from plaque.
Other than that, I dare you to write Higuchi/Mello. Or Higuchi/Rem. I have no idea.