First off, thank you for being so understanding dear giftee! I had to step in as a backup Santa on this one because we had a drop out gifter at the last minute and you were very nice about the little bit of a delay in getting this to you :)
I went with your suggestion of an Olympics AU. And what sport is more timely at the moment than…wait for it…FIGURE SKATING! :) lol Hope you enjoy this!
Fic Title: Practice Makes Perfect
Rating: Mature/Explicit - For L and Light being competitive bastards, naughty language and smutty smut.
Summary: L is a champion figure skater in the latter part of his competitive career, while Light is a talented teenager determined to take his place as the top skater in the world.
Light slides on his skate guards, confident in how his latest practice session went. He’ll have one more tomorrow to completely run through his routine and then…
The young Japanese skater smirks as he slips on his jacket when his coach hands it to him, surreptitiously side-eyeing the raven-haired skater not too far from him. He already knows what the media is saying, and they’re right. As Light catches a glimpse of a reporter with a camera in the stands, he turns his head at a perfect angle for the man to get a shot of him that he knows will be all over the internet within hours.
The world’s greatest figure skater, L Lawliet, is on his way out and Light Yagami is the future of the sport. The brunet smiles broadly and gives a polite wave to the other skater as he passes, ever conscious of appearances. He receives merely an answering nod from L, the man’s eyes cold and impassive as usual.
Asshole… Light seethes internally at the bare minimum of acknowledgment, but maintains his calm exterior. Playing the game has served him well this far after all. Just a little longer…
Once these Olympics end and the whole world sees just how much better I am than L, it will be a small thing to send him to an early retirement. Light glances over his shoulder as he walks away and catches L blatantly staring at his ass, thumb thoughtfully grazing his lower lip as if he were considering what he wanted to…
Hmm…I might be able to use that. Their eyes meet and Light winks playfully before turning to go on his way once more, wheels turning in his head about what this could mean. He doesn’t worry too much about what to do next. Light knows that if L wants to, he’s aware of exactly how to find him.
