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Office Politics by rageprufrock is a Death Note Raito/L Fanfic which examines the repercussions of starting a sex-based work relationship with one's nemesis. L reasons that maybe this wasn't such a good idea and tries to dump Raito. Predictable and hilarious things happen next...

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  Granted, Raito is a terrifying, jealous, power-hungry, arrogant sociopath Serial Killer, but these are all things that L knew the first time he and Raito played six hours of mind games that led to strip poker and somehow anal sex. It was really rather unfair of him to simply abandon the game mid-session; it wasn't as if he wasn't allowed to change the rules. Perhaps, he'd been hasty.

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 Raito stormed off, and four hours after that, all the detectives gather around the television, torn between laughter and louder laughter when a gang known for kidnapping, gang-raping, and trafficking young girls and boys into prostitution all die of what appears to be autoerotic asphyxiation--bodies falling conveniently in a public square.

The chief squints. "Does that--?"

L narrows his eyes and drinks more coffee.

"Yeah," one of the others says.

"It totally does," another detective chimes in.

"L SUCKS DICK," the Chief reads.

Just under his breath, L mutters, "Not anymore, that's for damn sure."

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 L has used his extensive knowledge of cryptology to code in things like "Perhaps we should reconsider our relationship and consider reapplying generous amounts of sex in the butt." (Though it frustrated him greatly, even L's awesome mind could not properly work the semantics of forensic pathology and the word "fucking" together.)

Raito raises one fine, fine brow at L when L says this, and replies, "On the other hand, perhaps the coroner wasn't thorough enough in his external examination--needle-punctures can be wildly difficult to locate and I have not yet abandoned the idea that some of these deaths could have been caused by the application of excessive insulin. Local law enforcement has, after all, been writing them off too easily on Kira."

After Raito has left the room, L says, "That was completely uncalled for."

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