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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 9, 2012 22:07:40 GMT -5
Gevanni was defeated. He nodded, taking the file and the wallet from the old man, and getting into the van. "I have..." He murmured, closing the door behind him. Closing the door on everything good in his life. Closing the door on that life, entirely.
A few minutes after the black van pulled away, Light pulled up to the front of the station, and quickly got NEar out of the car and into said station. Setting him up in Light's own office, he waited. Because pretty soon, Lawrence would be-... He paused. Why... Why did he let a civilian take away a criminal? He frowned, trying to figure out why.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 9, 2012 22:16:54 GMT -5
L came inside of the precinct alone, after Gevanni and Watari left. He sighed, not sure how he should feel about this entire situation. But, at least, he was had Near, and he was safe. Walking into Light's office, he sighed heavily and smiled at Near. "Hey? How're you feeling, little one?"
Near wasn't sure how to feel. "W-Where's.... Gevanni?" He finally asked.
"Gone."
"But he didn't DO anything! That woman lied to you! He didn't do anything to me!"
L shook his head, kneeling in front of Near."Don't lie to me, Near. He told me what happened. I'm sorry, but you won't be able to see Gevanni again."
"No!" Near tried to push L away from him. "Lawrence that's not fair! Gevanni is the only person I have left! He means everything to me and he's been taking care of me! Please... don't--"
L shook his head, holding Near's shoulders. "I've decided to enroll you in school while your parents serve their sentence. You'll stay with me until you're old enough to be on your own, or you wish to leave, whichever one comes first." He bent down. "And we can start your physical therapy. You can learn to walk for Gevanni, even though you can't see him."
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 10, 2012 22:45:54 GMT -5
Light watched the male relay this information to the child, and wondered what exactly he'd done. What Lawrence had done to that pedophile... Or worse, what bribe he'd accepted to look the other way as he ran off!
Apperantly his father was curious about the same thing, because Lawrence was called into the older man's office the next day, and Soichiro had him close the door behind him. Brown eyes looked very, very dissapointed, and not just a little sickened.
"I've heard what happened. Several of those women filed police reports. And my son explained. So do you care to tell me how you managed to LOSE a police officer who's been hiding paedophilia from our entire precinct? Or is this too much for a low-level officer like myself to know?" He growled, upset. There were only a few things he couldn't stand. Pedos, homos, and freaks.
This man was quickly pressing all of his buttons.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 10, 2012 22:53:52 GMT -5
L sighed, sliding his hands in his pockets. "I... can't really..." He paused. "Doctor patient privileged prevents me from explaining how I came to this conclusion, but off the record, between you and I, Gevanni is not a risk to children. I don't believe that he has ever hurt anyone else and I am willing to bet my career that he will not harm another child. Nate was the only child that has interested him. I knew that by taking him away from Nate would solve the problem. I didn't lose him, I deported him back to Italy." He explained, making this very clear. "Near wasn't molested. I've questioned him extensively. The kiss that woman witnessed was the only sexually charged thing that happened between them, and I know it."
Anyone could see that Soichiro didn't like him, and L himself knew. A traditional Japanese man hiring a gay part Japanese man must infuriate him. "With all due respect, I thought this would save face. If Nate's parents claim prejudice, their prison sentences can be over ridden. Gevanni's deportation is more severe than a prison sentence, especially considering the social mores in Italy. The prison system their could give him life. I wanted to protect Nate, and a trial would have just made him feel guilty. He assumes that he did something to get Gevanni in trouble, rather than seeing Gevanni as having done something wrong."
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 10, 2012 23:09:28 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Soichirou, he was reminded of why he asked for L to come here. He couldn't see this going well for him if he argued. And despite that he wanted to actually punish the man himself, he couldn't help but realise that deportation was quite hefty. Especially for a man who hadn't seen his home country since he was four. Soichirou himself would hate to be deported...
He sighed, sitting down, and closing his eyes. "If you are sure... Fine. But I don't think that it's right. A pedophile like that... Should be destroyed, put out of all of our misery. One child or not." He pauses, glaring at L, daring him to disagree.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 11, 2012 0:19:09 GMT -5
L nodded, agreeing with Soichirou. "I know that you are right, but... I did make this call based on a discussion we had, but that is all I can say. I apologize if I have caused issues for you. But, in better news, Light and I have made substantial progress on this case. I also believe, in light of what happened last night, that as an apology for deporting Gevanni, I will give Light credit for the collar, and will leave as soon as the case is solved. I... understand your hatred for my presence here, and I will not... test the limits of your generosity." he bowed, remembered his Japanese customs.
"Is there anything else you wish to discuss with me, Deputy Director?"
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 11, 2012 0:32:40 GMT -5
A bit of his annoyance drew away, because really, he could understand why the male wanted to be gone as soon as possible. If he'd made as big a blunder as L had, he'd want to get out of the way too. He sighed, nodding. "You're dismissed..." He muttered, sighing a little.
Truthfully, he was kind of... happy. After all, Light would be getting the credit...which would do wonders for his son's career.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 11, 2012 0:42:17 GMT -5
L bowed once more when he was dismissed and left his "superiors" office and went back to isolated basement to do more analysis. Near was sleeping on a cot, or at least pretending to, so L didn't question it. He just accepted the child's will, for now, and let him pretend to rest.
Mello was drawing in the library, letting Matt watch him. "For the last time no. I don't tell anyone what happens in my stories, in case they make me change my mind, or sell my ideas or whatever. You don't get spoilers just because we're--" He wanted to say dating, but somehow couldn't allow himself to do so. "Y-you know..." he mumbled, blushing, remembering their... intimacy the night before.
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 11, 2012 0:45:07 GMT -5
Matt couldn't help but grin, big and wide, resting his face on both of his hands, intoning in a singsong voice, "Sleeping together?" He teased, knowing that his voice was quiet enough no one would hear, but almost wanting to see the curious look of panic. "Besides... You can tell me! I won't ask for ANY changes... I promise! I just LOVE your stories, and I wanna know what YOU think of them!" He explained, smiling.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 11, 2012 0:49:33 GMT -5
Mello turned red of course, biting his lip, an annoyed expression plaguing his face as he looked away. "W-We didn't... really sleep together..." He continued their quiet tone. And hey, they were in a library, it was only polite wasn't it? "We just... kinda had manual sex." He mumbled. He was thinking about putting a part of that in the story, two of his characters experimenting. For his stories, one of the managers, who he assumed was Matt, put in a tab that Mello could put R or X rated material in his stories and only members who were above age could access that particular segment.
So, he sighed. "I... was sort of thinking of putting in a mature scene, to give you the thrill of knowing I wrote it for you." He grinned. "It would be almost exactly what we did last night... in every detail, from what I felt." He teased, not sure if that would turn Matt on or not.
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 11, 2012 0:58:21 GMT -5
Eyes widened, green pools, pupils widening from the severe HAWTNESS of that situation. He shifted in his seat, the half-a-chubby that was now slinking it's way between his legs making him feel awkward. He blushed bright red, and swallowed. "W-Wow... Really?"
He paused, thinking about reading it... This... This might just be the best way EVAR to figure out what his lover likes... I mean, if it's from Mello's POV, then Matt could figure out how the male felt about this or that...
He shifted in his seat. "W-Will I get to read it... b-before you post it?" He asked.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 11, 2012 1:02:13 GMT -5
A grin came to Mello's face, pleased by the others reaction. Matt was almost in his lap, and he almost wondered if this would backfire. He didn't want anyone on the sight to know that he was male, but he also didn't want them to know that he hooked up and was having sex with some guy on the side. Not that they'd care, but some of them might see his deflowering as a reason not to read his stories. Or something gay like that. Ha, gay. He smirked slightly and he leaned forward to be a little closer to Matt's face. It wasn't an uncomfortable distance, but still, it was closer than needed.
He shook his head, silk-like blonde hair sliding over his shoulder. "Nope. You'll read it when everyone else does, because I want you to have the same time and reaction as everyone else does..." He paused, with a smile. "I just haven't decided if I want you to be alone when you read it, or if I should be over your shoulder... watching your reaction..."
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 11, 2012 1:15:57 GMT -5
A whine pressed itself out of Matt, and he glowered, shivvering, his hands covering his lap now, because dammit, this was WAY too hot to be allowed on campus. He shivvered again, looking at L, "Th-this... This is torture... You can't leave me by myself, Mell... Please?" He begged, hoping that Mello was doing this on purpose, because if he wasn't, jesus fuck...
"Mell... Y-You know I love you, right?" He breathed, looking desperately into blue eyes. He expected an answer, hoped for it... But...
Fate was not kind. Another voice overlaid his own, and someone called from the other side of the library, ignoring the harpy librarian, and waving. "Yo, Mello! You coming out to play? Me'n the boys got a game of shirtsnskins going on! We want you on Shirts!" It was Gregory, one of the jocks who actually HAD some brains. Matt couldn't help but glare at him.
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Post by Fateful on Jan 11, 2012 1:20:11 GMT -5
Mello chuckled. "You could always amuse yourself." He teased, knowing how cold that way to say. "And if you were reading what I plan to write for you, I doubt you'd finish it without jumping me, begging for a little something. Or... a lot of something." He teased. He was starting to wonder how he felt confident enough to challenge matt, but it was mean.
"I love you t--" He was cut off my Greg and looked up, surprised. They... actually wanted him to play? seriously? "Y-Yeah... I'll play with you guys, I guess." he stood, looking down at Matt, he smiled, wondering if Matt's chubby would go away on it's own. "Meet me in the locker rooms after the game." He whispered. "I'll return the favor." He smiled, holding up his hand in a wave and ran out to play.
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Post by otakulady89 on Jan 11, 2012 1:31:03 GMT -5
Oh... Oh that was just... Cruel. Matt watched his kinda-sorta-boyfriend run out of the library, to go play with brain dead jocks... Leaving him, the very boyfriend that the previous boyfriend was just teasing, in the library with a hard-on. The red-head whimpered, and let his head fall onto the table. Ohhh, this was unfair...
Eventually, thoughts of the old harpy at the checkout desk, and a few visions of his dad's late night dancing, made him calm enough he could walk... He toyed for a moment with not showing up... but the blonde was so important to him, so, he was waiting just inside the door of the locker rooms, bored out of his mind, and playing on a psp.
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