Title: Mika/Rai|TACTICS|001
Author: YAOILUVR-TeruxLight
Pairing: Teru Mikami, Light/Raito Yagami
Warnings: Yaoi...You've been warned, no bitching later...^^; Oh, and swearing.
Pilot: Teru Mikami has always faithfully served his God--just like Raito expected. But...Maybe Raito had other intentions for choosing Mikami, besides his faithfulness..?
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Mikami shifted in the chair uncomfortably, exhausted from his extremely long day at the courthouse. There was most likely enough evidence for his client, Tohma Shibata, to be easily convicted. But, Mikami had some tricks up his sleeve, and as expected Tohma had ecaped the court system's judgement on the basis that he had a strong alibi. But of course it was hard to escape divine judgement:

Tohma Shibata
Goes to work at his meatpacking business as usual, at the normal time, the next morning. Unknowingly to him, a crowbar used for opening boxes of processed meat is wedged in the doorway as he closes it. Within the first fifteen minutes of his icy confinement, the symptoms of hyperthermia becomes more apparent. He soon excuciatingly dies of hyperthermia syndrome, stripping in the last few minutes before his death from the symptom that causes an intense heat flash.

"Sakujo..." Mikami uttered as he scibbled down the last few words, before tucking the Death Note back into his briefcase until he could return it to his safety-deposit box the next day. The part-time Death God streached sleepily, glancing around his orderly kept bedroom which doubled as an office. Finding nothing out of place, and nothing left to do in his normally busy schedule for the day he started daydreaming, no doubt about Kira.
He had heard his God's voice over the phone just recently--maybe a week or two ago--and had entered fan-boy mode. Mikami had finally been able to pin a voice to the elusive God, and he didn't know how to explain it, but Kira's voice was so soft and gentle. He talked to you in a humbling way, a sophisiticated way, but his voice had layers of emotion in it, layers of spiraling intrest in every gentle word he spoke. Dear Kami, he would never forget that beautiful noise.
Suddenly, a sharp ringing cut through the tranquil silence of his office, disturbingly shaking Mikami down from his hazy wakefulness. He cursed at the phone, giving it a fixed and angry glare. It's ringing finally stopped and Mikami smiled, giving the phone a look of approval before...The incessantly ringing suddenly picked up again, cutting through the silent air like a scythe.
A small, shaken, growl escaped the lawyer's lips; he would not have the disturbence again. After making a fit of walking over to the telephone, and contemplating ripping the cord out, he finally picked up the phone, greeting the caller with a annoyed snarl of a 'Hello'.
The voice on the other line responded smoothly and collectedly to Mikami's growl, a distant, yet recognizable sound. "Hello, Teru Mikami. I am Kira." Mikami's eyes jetted open from there still somewhat hazy state, blinking. Mikami wished he could have a 're-do' and greet him differently. What was the God to think of his servant now? He had basically told anyone that could have been contacting him at the time to go get themselves shot with only a annoyedly uttered word.
The lawyer immeadiatly pulled himself together. "Oh..Hello, my Kami.." He answered submissively, actually feeling a light blush work it's way into existance. "Is there...anything you needed from me..?" He immeadiatly flinched at his words, feeling that they may have made his God uncomfortable, like he was intruding on something. Thankfully for Mikami, Kira was too childishly stuck-up to take offense at such trivial things and thought of it as Mikami revealing his more human side.
Raito, calling from his cell, smirked into the phone. "Oh..Nothing really..I just wanted to see how far you would go for your God..." Mikami's blush suddenly turned carnation red. He took a few seconds for a deep breath and a small moment to recollect himself. "What...Did you want of me, God...?" He asked, pushing the nervousness from his mind. What was he thinking? Kira would never...Ask something..Like what he had in mind....
Kira could be heard whispering something over the phone--and Mikami's face flushed the deepest shade of red it had in years. "A-a-a-alright.." He answered shakily, in a similar low whisper. He pulled his office chair over to the phone and sat down, his face still red as all hell as he slowly started un-zipping his pants nervously. "....."
The lawyer stopped when his pants were halfway down, then clicking back to life minutes later, knowing it was a request from his God. Allthough, anything requested by Raito sounded more like a flatout demand to anyone BUT Mikami; He actually had his own little exceptions for his fanatic-ey servant. Kira made an impatient sounding noise over the phone, in-turn prompting Mikami to make quick work of the rest of his clothing below his waist.
Mikami wegded the phone between his shoulder and his neck, and started to jerk himself off, at his Dogma's asking. The attorney let out pleasured gasps into the phone, eventually moaning into the phone, losing himself with the swift jerks of his arousal, actually closing his eyes and pretending Raito was there, right now, doing it for him. "Ahh...Ki-ra.." He moaned into the phone, stroking himself even rougher than before, moving his hands faster.
Mikami was too lost in his activity to have realized Kira had fallen silent on the other end--and the fact that the door had slowly been pushed open behind him, and a lithe figure had crept into the room, laying out on the bed on it's side, using it's hand to hold the silhouette's head up. "Nnng..Kira.." Mikami moaned out as he released lightly, closing his eyes and letting out spaced panting. The figure smirked at the mention of his alias...
Raito picked his phone up to his lips. "You look absoluetly beautiful, Mikami Teru..." The attorney had, by now, caught his breath and drifted back into some state of conscious awareness. It took him a moment to realize Raito's voice streaming from behind him, he spun around in the chair nervously, praying to God he wasn't going insane. Sure enough his God was laying on his bed, his white shirt partially unbuttoned and his pants un-zipped, half-exposing his hardened member. "Hello, Mikami." He said slyly, talking into the phone. He pressed the 'end' button with a grin, shifting the hand holding his cell onto the nightstand, and droping the electronic device onto the wooden surface gingerly.
Mikami let his jaw drop in awe. "Kiraa.." He said, blushing and letting out another pant simultanouesly. Raito grinned coolly and tilted his head. "Do you want to make me a happy God, Teru?" He asked, addressing his servant by his first name. Mikami shook his head slowly, blinking. "Come here, my little Mika'." He cooed out cutely, flashing the same seductive grin. Mikami wasted no time in bolting over to his God.
Kira gestured for him to get onto the bed with him, which of course, Mikami didn't protest to either. A sudden wave of guilt washed over him and he backed down slightly, Raito being as sharp as he was, had noticed the change immeadiatly. "Mikami...Kiss me." He said, trying to raise the other's confidence. The lawyer streached his neck up to the point where he could feel the other's breath on his lips and froze up, innocently and nervously. Was it a test..?
"Go on, Teru." Raito urged, smiling to show his sincerity. Teru nodded in resolve, letting their lips meet in a soft kiss, that quickly became a struggle for dominance. Mikami had grasped a large chunk of Light's hair, pulling him roughly into the kiss, demanding submissive-ness. His toungue shot into the other's mouth, twisting with Raito's lustfully.
Within seconds Mikami was ontop of his God, lustfully working at the remaining buttons on the other's shirt, with Raito's consent. Once he had pryed Raito's shirt off, he ripped off the other's pants, his arousal nagging him on. Once the God's clothing had been removed he looked down at Light for permission to continue, which was confirmed by the other with a firm nod.
Mikami nodded back and kissed down the other's chest, starting to suck at his nipple hazily. "Ahhh..." He purred inbetween licks. Once he tierd of this he mounted his God-like lover, starting to tantalizingly slowly thrust into the college student's entrence, letting out small gasps. He immeadiatly loved the feeling, closing his eyes tightly to take in the mixed feelings of right and wrong, occuring all at once.  
He slipped farther into his lover, eventually hitting his sweet spot and thrashing down hard by Raito's demand, letting his eyes flicker closed instinctually. Raito trembled in ectasy undeneath him, letting out long, gasping, moans. He had never imagined being like this with Teru would be this fulfiling. He had finally made up his mind; He was going to admit to Mikami that he had loved him. Raito Yagami the supposed God of the New World had fallen in love with his beautiful raven-haired male servant Teru Mikami.
His realization was cut short by a loud incoherent cry as he climaxed, leaking onto Teru's stomach. Mikami gasped with relief, he had been holding it in, refusing to come until Light had, putting his God first. He let out a long pleasured moan as he spilled his seed into Light, collapsing over by his God's side, and panting exhaustedly.
Light caught his breath as best as he could and turned to Teru, opening his mouth and then closing it again when he gazed upon his lover; Mikami's eyes were closed easily, his chest heaving slowly as he entered a beautiful and well deserved sleep. Raito couldn't help but smile warmly at the sight, pulling a blanket over his partner and sighing...He would have to wait until tomorrow to tell him...