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Who Said Death Was Easy? [Death Note] Chapter Fifty-eight: Sleepless

Chapter Fifty-eight: Sleepless

[A/N: My apologies for the delay! I made this chapter a bit longer than usual, I hope that makes up for being a bit late lol. I got sick and it took me absolutely forever to recover, so I was unable to write for a while. Anyway, please let me know what you think! Any and all comments are appreciated! I’m excited to finally have this update posted! -Stephanie]

Keiko’s POV:

The light of the moon shone in through the window, reminding Keiko of how late it was that night. The clock ticked on and on in the corner of the room as she tossed and turned. Keiko let out a soft sigh in defeat as she leaned back into her comforter. After hours of trying to get some shut eye, she had finally given up. Despite the exhaustion and clear lack of sleep, it appeared that there would be no slumber for her tonight. That much was clear, Keiko had accepted her disappointing fate. Yet another sleepless night, which was becoming somewhat of a common occurrence for her.

It’s no wonder that the detective has raccoon level looking eye bags. He must deal with this all the time, huh?

Keiko wondered how many sleepless nights he had to endure for him to look like that. She was certain that she was slowly catching up, especially with the way that the case was looking now. There was too much to worry about, too much that could potentially go wrong.

Well great, looks like I’m about to be the next raccoon, the thought made Keiko let out a small laugh as she lay in her bed, trying to no avail to get comfortable. It’s way too late for this, way too late for anything productive, unfortunately…not that there’s a lot going on right now anyway. What else is there to do but agonize about the future?

Although the investigation had come to a halt: no news, no leads, no nothing, there was still a lot on her mind. To be specific, there were two people on her mind. Namely, a certain raven haired detective and, well, Kira, aka Light Yagami. Needless to say, Keiko’s heart and her head were in a battle. A battle that felt it had no end, one she had been fighting for what seemed like a while now, whether she consciously knew it or not.

Keiko felt rather torn, her heart was saying one thing while her head was screaming at her to be logical. While her heart yearned for L, she had to keep up pretenses with Light. That was something she had no choice in, something she felt she had to do. Here she was, acting as a doting girlfriend, acting as a fool once more, but this time on purpose. Unfortunately for her, it was getting harder and harder to pretend that she held feelings for her so-called boyfriend. This whole act was slowly draining her. She had to keep reminding herself why she was doing all of this in the first place. That was the only way for her to keep on going in her state, her current sleep deprived state.

Keep in mind, it’s all for L…and for the case, of course. That’s also important, but…for both of them…especially for L, though… to keep him alive…

Keiko had to admit, if it helped L’s life be spared, then it would be totally worth it in the long run. That was what she had to try to remind herself in order to keep going. To keep pretending, to keep going with this plan of hers. It seemed silly, but feeding into Light’s ego and acting as his foolish yet loving girlfriend seemed to be working. He had no idea it was all just a ruse, something that she was almost a little proud of in a weird way. After all, he had spent so much time fooling Keiko, it was only right for her to get her own little revenge.

Revenge. If you can even call it that…that’s a rather funny term for what it is, it doesn’t seem very appropriate. Not with everything that's been going on lately.

Keiko let out a bitter laugh. Not that it was really much of a revenge, it was more like a chore. A chore that she had to do in order to ensure that L kept living and breathing. She supposed she should feel a little guilty, fooling her ex-boyfriend turned fake real-boyfriend. However Keiko couldn’t deny that a small yet bitter part of her thought that Light deserved a taste of his own medicine. She was still human, of course. Keiko supposed that she was allowed to feel that way, especially given the gravity of the current situation. It was a lot to handle, a lot to deal with, and it was simply tiring. Whether he had meant to or not, he had dragged Keiko into this whole Kira investigation mess to begin with. When he had asked her to study, when he had invited her on that date, and probably even before that.

Well hell, if you think about it, without Light, there would be no Kira and no Kira investigation to begin with! Keiko shuddered, but because of him and this notebook of his, a lot has changed over the past few months…I’ve also changed in these last few months. Unfortunately, not much of it has been for the better…of course, meeting L and being on the Task Force was a great opportunity, but knowing who Kira is now…knowing he’s been close to me this whole time…it’s a lot to handle. Especially when you have to act like you don’t know anything. When you have to protect someone precious to you. It makes it that much harder to sit back and pretend that everything is all okay. This whole situation is whacked up and unfair. It’s unfair to me and to everyone else on the Task Force. I suppose it’s especially unfair for Light’s father, who is also blissfully unaware of his son’s true identity…and L of course…everything and everyone, all because of Light. It’s weird to think about sometimes…it’s weird seeing him acting like normal… it almost hurts, in a way. It’s agonizing, and yet, I can’t do anything about it, at least not yet…

Keiko turned over in her bed, thinking back to the other day, the day she and Light had gone for a walk outside around headquarters. It had been the first time she and Light had been alone like that for a little while. Most of the time, L or someone else from the Task Force was nearby, or at least a room or two away. This was in part due to the investigation, it was also partially due to Keiko not allowing herself to be alone with him. However, there were some situations that were unfortunately unavoidable, the other day being one of them.

“Keiko-chan, would you like to go for a walk around the building?” Light caressed her thumb, which would have been a sweet enough sentiment, had he not been Kira. Keiko knew then and there what she had to do. She looked up at her boyfriend, giving a small nod in return to his question. It was not something she particularly wanted to do, but it was something that she felt was necessary.

Keiko had to admit, Light’s sudden request had thrown her off guard, but she had willingly accepted his offer. There wasn’t much of a reason for her to refuse, she had to make her own performance of being a loving girlfriend believable. Everything seemed to be going well, Light seemed none the wiser. Not that he would have noticed anything off anyway, he had been in too good of a mood the other day. Even so, as long as Light believed that Keiko was in love with him she figured she was in the clear.

Hanging out with Light alone was now one of her least favorite pastimes, it was somehow awkward and uncomfortable for her. She had to be on her guard, she had to pretend. Despite this, it had allowed her to better gauge what was on his mind, with the case and with their relationship itself. Light was pretty talkative and chipper while on the walk, which probably meant that he seemed to think he had won. Although it didn’t seem like a good thing, it was actually a blessing. That meant he wouldn’t be on his guard, at least not around Keiko it seemed. From what she saw, he either genuinely liked her or he was an extremely good actor, as he seemed happy to spend time with her. She wasn’t sure which was worse, nor did she want to know how Light truly felt about her at the time. Or rather, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to know how Kira truly felt about her.

Not that it matters…Light’s hurt me deeply, I can’t be bothered caring what he thinks about me, not when he’s Kira. Not when there’s so much at stake, not when Light’s been corrupted by this so-called ‘death note’. It’s a little hard to read his intentions, sure, but I believe that keeping him happy is key to helping L. Light can’t be suspicious of me, he can’t know that I know he’s actually Kira. Or that I have feelings for someone else that isn’t him. Once again, this is all for the case, but most importantly, it’s also for L. After all, he’s the one that’s in the most danger right now.

The thought of the raven haired detective made Keiko shiver, though she wasn’t sure if it was from nerves or excitement. Thinking back, their interaction was even stranger than what she had experienced during her walk the other day. With Light, she at least knew how to behave and she knew how Light would be expected to behave. On the other hand, she never knew what she was going to get with the detective. She never knew whether he was going to be sweet or not, how he felt, how he was going to act or say around her. L was certainly an enigma, a wildcard, someone that Keiko felt she would never truly figure out.

What is with that? What is with him? I can’t believe him…seriously. Him saying things like ‘Please, always call me L whenever we’re alone’ and ‘Am I making you nervous?’ in the same conversation is enough to drive me insane! I can’t believe it, what was his motive? It almost seemed…well it almost seemed like he was trying to get a confession out of me. It’s quite obvious that he must know I have some feelings for him, so what was his goal? That man…did he seriously want me to tell him how I felt? There’s no way, right? Now isn’t quite an ideal time to try to be romantic…but what else would make sense? Was he just trying to fluster me again? For what reason, just for fun or something? Why does he act like this? Does he like seeing me like that? He’s so frustrating, as usual.

Keiko, having long given up on sleep, sat up in her bed. Her gaze lingered on the window beside her, watching the shadows dance in the breeze as she tried to fight a yawn. It was past three in the morning, but that wasn’t what Keiko was concerned about at all. Her mind was still spinning, especially with thoughts of L. It was not what she should be thinking about, but thinking of L was a nice way to get Light and the whole pretending to be his girlfriend thing away from her thoughts. A nice distraction from her current reality.

Although…the fact that he wants me to call him L when we’re alone… that’s almost kind of sweet. It’s not a confession on his end either but, it has to mean something, right? I already know that he trusts me, this is just further proof of that. I suppose now isn’t the time to pursue a romance, if you could even call it that, but with the way he’s been behaving when we’re alone lately, it’s been making me wonder. Does L feel the same way about me? Is there a chance, even if it is a bit slim, that he’d want to be with me…? Or am I just looking too much into things? Probably the latter, but I suppose I wouldn’t be me if I were to just give up hope…at this point, there’s no use denying it. I’m in love with him, and it would be nice if he were to feel the same way, even just a little bit…

/meanwhile/

L’s POV:

The detective sat up in his chair, resting a hand on his chin. Although it was common for L to pull an all-nighter, it was rather uncommon for him to be thinking of much else but the task at hand, i.e. the Kira case itself. Tonight, however, was a little different. Tonight he found his thoughts leading back to one person in particular. A charming young woman, as Watari had pointed out before, one with a charming smile. A charming young woman who happened to be fake dating a mass murderer under the nickname of ‘Kira’, a young woman who also happened to make his heart skip a beat even when she wasn’t around. Or rather several beats. No matter how hard he had tried in the past, he just couldn't shake off this fluttery feeling. It was only growing stronger and stronger with each passing day, which L knew was something he couldn’t quite ignore anymore.

Given Watari’s previous advice, he was questioning himself. Every action, every reaction, whether big or small, seemed to be a big deal to him now if she was in the equation. Unfortunately for him, his mind was still reeling from the events of the other night. It was something seemingly small compared to other times alone with her, yet the conversation between them stuck with him. Not exactly the content of the conversation but its meaning, and rather, all the words that were left unspoken between them. All because of a simple question that he found he was unable to stop himself from asking.

What was I thinking? ‘Am I making you nervous’? I have to admit…it’s unlike me to get so swept away in the moment and lose almost all rational thinking…but with her around, it’s something that’s been happening more and more frequently. Was I truly trying to get a confession out of her? I already know of her feelings for me, I know that she must truly care about me…but did I want her to express these feelings out loud? I know it would be dangerous for either of us to crack, to give in to desire. And yet…why do I feel this way? Why do I just want to give in, even if it means risking it all?

The air conditioning in the main room kicked on, causing a slight disturbance. However, L barely moved at all from his spot. There were still many things on his mind, many things regarding a certain Keiko Kagami.

I suppose I have to admit, on some level, I truly wanted her to tell me…even though it’s selfish, I wanted to get a rise out of her. I wanted her to admit her feelings for me, to tell me how much she cares. Maybe even…that she’s in love with me…

L let out a breath. Although he had many papers littered below him, he had to admit, he wasn’t actually paying attention. Instead all he could think about was Keiko and her hair and how good she smelled. Everything about her was inviting to him, everything seemed so intriguing. He had been trying for so long to stop himself from having these feelings, but what for? What was the point? The detective was starting to wonder. He hadn’t exactly been lonely before, but he hadn’t exactly been happy or satisfied either. He merely spent his time buried in his work, all the cases that he covered, he had made that his life. It was all he knew really. All this time he had his guard up, with no other real companionship other than Watari.

Do I want to continue living my life like that? Is that what I truly want? Or am I starting to want something else right now, because of my feelings for her?

It appeared that Keiko had been slowly but surely tearing down those walls that he had built for himself over the years. He used to imagine growing old alone, solving many cases along the way in silence, but now he wondered once more if he wanted a future like that. A future alone, without anyone else in it. A future at all, assuming he survived the Kira investigation. L feared he was starting to imagine the impossible; he was starting to covet a life with someone else by his side. A life he had never imagined before until now. A life with a particular someone, someone other than Watari. Someone very charming, someone who was risking her life in order to save his own. Someone that he now recognized he was in love with.

However…is that even possible?

/the next day/

Keiko’s POV:

Although she had been avoiding him for the last day or so, Keiko knew she had to stop at some point. This was something inevitable, she knew she had to convene with the great detective alone. To her knowledge, everyone else had gone to bed an hour or so ago, leaving just herself and L awake. She, of course, had ‘pretended’ to go to bed a while ago to no avail. And now, here she was, hyping herself up to return back to the main room and face the music. It was time, after all, to continue on with their plan. She had to remind herself, it was no use to dilly dally, not anymore than she already had.

Let’s go…you can do this! At least it isn’t quite as embarrassing of a situation as it could’ve been, yeah? Keiko gave a shudder as she remembered her dream of the detective she’d had after they kissed that one night a few weeks back. It felt like forever ago now, and yet the memory of their interaction was still burned into her mind. She shook that dangerous thought away, but she wasn’t quite unable to shake the feeling of their kiss from her lips that somehow ached for more.

Nononono. Now isn’t the time. There’s an investigation with a lot on the line, keep it moving! Come on, just a few steps more to go.

Keiko leaned forward, reaching at the door handle in front of her. With a soft swoop, she entered the room and stepped inside. The room was quiet, empty except for the great detective himself. As she had expected, L was in his signature spot in front of one of the main computers. There were stacks of papers scattered all around him on the desk.

Well, that’s no surprise there…for being unpredictable, there are still aspects of him that are pretty predictable. I thought it was a little weird at first, all those habits of his, but now it just seems endearing. He’s so weird…well, he’s definitely L.

His eyes appeared to be glued to the papers, scanning each page thoroughly before flipping to the next. Like her, he also looked rather tired, as evidenced by bigger than usual eyebags. Despite this, he looked rather cute in a dorky way, Keiko noted. It appeared he had showered recently, his shampoo smelled just like the sweets he ate, presumably strawberry. However, his hair was sticking out in random directions, giving Keiko the urge to run her fingers through in an attempt to fix it. She resisted this urge, feeling rather nervous for a multitude of reasons as she sat down in the chair next to him.

“Hello, L,” Keiko heard herself say as she settled into her chair. She hoped she sounded more confident than she was feeling. At least her voice hadn’t shook and she had no sign of stuttering yet, which she considered a victory. Calling him ‘L’ when they were alone still seemed rather intimate. Rather too intimate for just being, dare she say it, friends. Or whatever the hell they were, Keiko honestly wasn’t sure what to think anymore. It wasn’t like they had a label for a detective-friend-crush-mixed bag companion that could be summed up in one word. It would be quite the feat, though, if there were such a word.

The detective gave a nod in her direction, slowly looking up from his array of papers. If he seemed shocked to see her, he didn’t show it. Keiko had figured he probably knew she would appear sometime over the next week or so. After all, they still had much to discuss regarding everything that was going on, something that Keiko was very aware of. Everything that was going on with the case, of course, and their plans for secretly working around Light. That was the most important thing that they had to deal with: handling Light and making sure he remained unaware of their sneaking around and their plans. It helped that he thought had won, meaning that they could catch him off guard if they played their cards right. Needless to say there was a lot for the two of them to talk about.

Speaking of which…isn’t he going to say something…? Did I do something wrong with calling him ‘L’? Is that it? Was he just teasing me before? No, no it doesn’t quite seem like it, with how serious he was being…but then…why is he being so silent? I’m not sure what to make of this, it’s making me even more anxious.

Keiko gave a small cough, waiting for the detective to speak. It wasn’t like he was avoiding her or anything, as she could feel his dark brown eyes staring her down. She was quiet, feeling the heat on her cheeks as he looked at her, scanning her up and down. Somehow she found herself meeting his gaze, her own boldness shocking her. She noticed there was something about how he looked at her, how he was studying her, a subtle softness in his demeanor, something that made Keiko wonder things she supposed she shouldn’t be wondering. Not the right time to wonder, and certainly not the right circumstances.

Wondering is dangerous, she reminded herself. Wondering may lead to other dangerous things, like longing and desire, so keep focused on the task at hand…

After what felt like ages, the detective let out a breath, finally breaking their quiet yet intense eye contact. It appeared he was in deep thought as well about something, though she was sure he wasn't about to share what. However, that didn’t stop her from wondering, not when she could feel herself boiling over with both curiosity and confusion. There were too many questions that she didn’t know the answers to, far too many for her taste.

What was that all about? Why did he look at me like that? It was almost as if…like that other night…he had the same look in his eyes, didn’t he…? Oh my gosh, no way, he isn’t nervous around me is he? That can’t be it, right? He’s been acting rather odd lately, well more odd than usual, that is.

There was a short pause, but then the detective finally spoke. His tone was light, almost soft, and his gaze still lingered on her own. “Can’t sleep?”

‘Can’t sleep’?! After all of that staring…and his total lack of a proper greeting…that’s all I get? Seriously…? How disappointing…and awkward. I wonder, even though I really shouldn’t be wondering…

Keiko let out a hum at his sudden question, hoping her disappointment didn’t show on her face at his question. It wasn’t like she had a real reason to be disappointed, not when she already knew his slightly warped personality. It was her own fault that she had high hopes for almost no reason. This was L she was talking to, he wasn’t exactly eloquent most of the time. “No. I suppose not.”

L gave a nod, gesturing towards the papers that were littered in front of him. “Me neither, as you can see.”

“I can’t say I’m surprised. It wasn’t like you really slept much to begin with, eh?” Keiko replied, raising her eyebrows a little, her lips curling into a smile as she looked over at him. “Those raccoon eyes you got there are looking pretty intense.”

Though it’s not like I look any better. Not at the moment. How embarrassing, though I’m sure L isn’t one to judge. Not like he could judge, not in his state.

It was small, but she could see his mouth twitch a little at her joke, “a raccoon? Well, you got me there. I’m like a raccoon, yes.”

“Raccoons can be pretty cute, you know.”

Oh gosh. What. Did. I. Just. Say? Keiko, seriously? What do you have to say for yourself right now? Why don’t you ever think before you blurt things out loud?

She mentally slapped herself. Keiko had to admit, it just rolled off her tongue before she could think to stop herself. She wasn’t sure what it was, but for whatever reason, she had a knack for embarrassing herself in front of the world's greatest detective. That much was very apparent, being around him made her somewhat of a mess.

“You really think so? A cute raccoon, eh? Good to know.”

The sound of his voice broke through her thoughts, bringing her back to the present. Despite the fact she was humiliated once again, she wanted to try and keep her pride. Whatever was left of it, at least. But she just couldn’t think of what to say, not with his eyes still gazing intently into her own. Needless to say, it was rather annoying.

Oh no, oh no. Now what? Think, Keiko, think.

Keiko didn’t quite want to switch topics quite yet, but it wasn’t like the conversation was flowing very well. Or much at all, at this point. It was more a staring contest than a conversation, much to her chagrin. A staring contest that she felt she would soon lose, as his gaze seemed to linger far too long.

Oh well. Just laugh and move on, yeah? Yeah, right. Just…move on…quickly! Say something now!

She was about to open her mouth when she suddenly heard L shuffling about beside her. Keiko paused for a moment, making her muster out a small, “hmm, yes?”

“Were you about to say something, Keiko-chan?”

What was that, Keiko-chan? Um. Is he…seriously calling me that? Is that because I was so casual with calling him L earlier or is it something else? Nevermind, nevermind, so not the time right now…

“Yes, but it’s- well, I don’t want to interrupt you,” Keiko managed to get out, officially losing all hope in trying to regain her pride. She hadn’t even been alone with him a full ten minutes and she had already managed to make a fool of herself. At least it wasn’t the first time, and she was convinced that it would not be the last time, not with the way things were looking. At least she was more comfortable around him, or rather, she was getting used to embarrassing herself around him. At this point, it was nothing new.

“Please, go ahead,” the detective waved his hand at her, inviting her to keep on going. “It’s nothing important, you listen to me talk all the time.”

“Uh, right, sure.” Keiko found herself increasingly confused and red, but he seemed intent on listening. “If you’re certain.”

Well. That’s…definitely unlike him…once again, he’s been rather odd lately.

To her amazement, she managed to continue on without faltering. L’s intense gaze, however, didn’t waver as she let out a breath. She was all nerves, “since you insist, I was just going to ask you…has there been any news from Aiber or Wedy? Y’know…regarding the exchange a few days prior? I was thinking that we should check in and figure out how we should proceed from here on out.”

“What, no more talk on how cute raccoons can be?” the detective quipped, letting out a small chuckle. He seemed to be enjoying her embarrassment, her clear annoyance at his teasing, all of it. It was clear he was quite amused, given the slight smirk on his face.

And there it is, he’s teasing me again! I should’ve known he wasn’t going to just let it go…not that easily, anyway. Why did I mention raccoons in the first place? They must’ve been on my mind since I’ve not been sleeping much lately.

“You wish,” Keiko heard herself say, fighting an attempt at rolling her eyes. Her little rebuttal wasn’t as strong as she wanted it to be, but she kept going, “however it’s important that we discuss this…”

The look on her face must’ve given her away, because L seemed to waver a little, shifting in his seat before her. It seemed he had enough of punishing her, as he finally relented. Or perhaps, he was more than satisfied with the reaction he had gotten, Keiko wasn’t sure.

“Alright, alright, fine.” The detective gave a nod, “yes, as I mentioned before, Kagami-san, they are the best in their respective fields. We have gotten some new information regarding the situation. A lot of new information, thanks to them. That’s what this stack of papers is about, actually.”

Well…back to Kagami-san, are we? Hm. Noted.

“Wonderful,” Keiko let out a breath, feeling a bit more comfortable with their current topic. It was a lot safer than talking about raccoons, or rather, how cute L was. They were back to the plan, back on track. “Are there any leads or anything else that could be useful to us? Anything that could lead to finding any suspects?”

“Well.” L appeared he was back to business, the expression on his face a bit more serious. There was no more hint of a smirk, at the very least. “Given the current information, it appears that we now have three or four potential suspects already.”

“Seriously?” Keiko’s eyes widened in amazement. She knew Wedy and Aiber were good, but that good? She had to admit, as relieved as she was, she was also quite impressed. It had only been a few days since the exchange, and she was certain there were lots of people in and out of the company building the day of Misa’s photoshoot. “Three to four suspects already? Uh, wow. Are they sure?”

“Yes, they’re sure. They know what they’re doing, so we should be back on track. This is very good news for us, we’ll have a lot to work with. And having a small list of suspects will make it that much easier for us to narrow it down even farther. I’m sure we’ll figure out who this new Kira is soon. As I said before, do not worry too much.”

“Yeah yeah, of course. You’re right as usual, which is a complete shock,” Keiko smiled as she moved her chair slightly closer to the detective, eager to get a peek at those papers. She was hyper aware that her legs dangled dangerously close to the detective’s. If he was affected by her sudden movements, he didn’t show it.

“Yes, I’m aware. I’m always right,” L had returned to his teasing tone, his lips curling ever so slightly again. It appeared that the smirk was back, and his eyes were shining a little, “I feel like we’ve been over this topic many times.”

Keiko didn’t bother stopping herself from rolling her eyes this time, but she was not as annoyed as she let on. Instead, she could feel a warmth tingling in her stomach. It was a bit refreshing that this teasing was in light of good news, not anything embarrassing. “Right, right, right. I should always remember that. So, tell me, who’re the suspects?”

L gestured to the multitude of papers sitting below him. “Well, you could listen to me talk for hours, but to sum it up, there’s more detailed information in these reports.”

“Right.” Keiko moved to grab the papers, but was stopped when she felt something brush against her fingers. Her cheeks flamed as she realized their current predicament, the detective had already been in the process of handing over said papers to her. Their collision was like a bolt of electricity that ran between the two of them. It was over almost as soon as it had begun, as Keiko hastily grabbed the papers out of his hands. Despite her awkwardness, she found herself wanting more, his touch was far too brief for her taste. The detective froze for a moment, but dropped his hands as soon as Keiko had the papers safely in her hand. Keiko wished she could go back for more, to touch his hands, to feel the warmth of his body directly.

But alas, that’s not a very good idea.

“Do you…” Keiko somehow found herself wondering aloud. However, unlike the detective and his question the other night, she stopped herself. It took a lot of self control, but Keiko found she had already humiliated herself enough in one night. The question, though unspoken, resonated within her. It was something she had been asking herself a lot lately, what with all of his odd behavior around her. Though she did not speak, it was on the tip of her tongue.

Do you feel the same way I do…?

“Yes?”

Though she hadn’t meant to, she had once again garnered the detective’s undivided attention. She hoped she wasn’t as transparent as she felt. It wasn’t like L knew what she was about to ask him, right? There was no way he could’ve guessed, or so she hoped. It could’ve been about the case.

Right, the case. That probably makes the most sense, he probably doesn’t suspect…? Just the case, nothing more to see here. It’s not like you’re almost all I think about lately. Not like that at all.

“Nevermind.”

“If you insist.” She heard him reply as she buried herself in the papers that now lay in front of her. Keiko skimmed through the information inside them, and the silence between them grew louder and louder. It appeared the detective had no issues in glancing over at her as she read through the new briefings. She could feel his eyes, his gaze upon her once more.

He’s been staring a lot lately…ever since I sat down, it feels like he’s been watching me this whole time. What does that mean? Am I just imagining it? It doesn’t feel like I am, he’s still looking at me right now…

Keiko let out a small hum as she poked through their new list of suspects. She did not look up at the detective, though she had been tempted. It was better to not meet his gaze, not when she felt like this. Not when he was already this close to her, with those eyes of eyes staring her down. “Huh, that’s interesting…”

“Yes, I thought so, too,” L was quick to reply.

“So there are two prosecutors, one businessman, and one part-timer whose family is influential in politics…they believe one of these men is our guy?”

“Seems likely, yes.”

“Mmm,” Keiko gave a small chuckle. Despite the tension between them, this was welcome news. This meant that they would be that much closer to finding this new Kira. “Well that’s good…one step closer to the end, I suppose.”

“Wedy is surveilling them carefully and will continue to report any suspicious activity that’s found, and all of the feeds and wiretaps will also all be sent to me to look at whenever possible. This’ll all be done in private. When the time is right, Aiber will approach in secret to apply some pressure to this new Kira. If all goes well, he’ll slip up somehow. At the very least he’ll start to feel cornered. Of course, we’ll need to narrow some things down first. That’s important, we need to be sure that we have the right man. Then we can continue on with the rest of the plan. As far as the Task Force goes, we’ll continue to investigate as normal and we’ll narrow down suspects with them as well. If possible, we should find potential leads so that they can also discover who this new Kira is naturally. That way we won’t have a need for two separate investigations anymore, and we’ll still find a way to connect it all to Light behind the scenes…well, I digress, I suppose I’m preaching to the choir. But, in the meantime, Wedy will keep us updated. She’s keeping an eye on all of them.”

“Hm, Wedy will have her hands full it seems…” Keiko trailed off for a moment. She was deep in thought as she mentally went over their plans once more. Things seemed to be going in the right direction. “Is there anyone you suspect right off the bat?

The detective paused for a moment. “Well, based on previous activity…Kira isn’t likely to care about influence. That doesn’t seem to align with his character very much, though we cannot entirely rule it out quite yet, of course. Same with the businessman, it doesn’t appear that goes with his values. Given the current information and with what I know about Light-kun, I’d say it’s likely that our man is one of the two prosecutors. In fact, I’d say it’s highly likely, probably over 70% likely. No, it’s probably over 90% likely. I’m almost certain it’s one of the two prosecutors, so that’ll be my main focus.”

She gave a soft hum in agreement at his words, knowing Light…well, it all makes sense. It’s weird to try and think like him, but…he’s still Kira, or acting as Kira…it’s easier to think of them as separate, but…right now, that’s not possible.

“Of course,” Keiko swallowed. Even though it appeared they were in a good position, it was still possible that things could all change on a dime. There were still a lot of anxieties that plagued her. A lot of worries, including the most obvious one that was sitting right next to her. “The plan is all coming together, I hope…”

Hope is all I have left…things have to work out, right? We’ve been working towards the end for so long, and now it’s finally in sight…but will it truly be okay? Or rather, will L be okay?

“Are you doing alright?” L’s sudden question threw her off guard. His voice made her realize just how close the two of them were. He was leaned forward in his chair, their bodies now closer together than ever. Something that she was hyper aware of, though she tried not to appear flustered. He was mere inches away, within touching distance. Within kissing distance. The memory of their previous kiss was still lingering in the background of Keiko’s mind, despite her trying to push those thoughts away.

“Y-yes,” Keiko was quick to reply, hoping she wasn’t too obvious. She wanted to look away, but she found herself transfixed, unable to move. If she moved, she wasn’t sure what she would do. She couldn’t trust herself, not around L. Especially not around L when the two of them were alone together at night.

“Are you sure?” The detective was close to her, so close that she could feel the heat radiating off his body once more. Except this time, she could also feel the heat from his breath as it hit her cheek. If she moved, they would be touching.

Too close. Too dangerous. Too risky.

Keiko let out a shaky breath, “I’m as alright as I can be.”

Trust me. You’re truly making me go crazy here.

This response seemed to satisfy the detective, as he gave a small hum in response. Keiko had expected him to finally move away, but instead he stayed close to her. In fact, he seemed to be moving even closer, their chairs nearly knocking into one another. However, neither of them flinched, neither moved away.

Uh oh…

Unsure of what to do or what she was even expecting, Keiko closed her eyes. She had to admit, she was nervous, yes, but she couldn’t ignore that excitement that was also bubbling up inside her. There was a pause, perhaps even a little hesitation, but moments later Keiko could feel the detective’s fingers dancing around her own.

What? What’s he doing…?

“Hm?” A little surprised, Keiko looked down at the welcome yet shocking intrusion below her. His hand was a little clammy, which made Keiko wonder if he was nervous, but she let him slowly intertwine their fingers together. They were holding hands, and yet, Keiko found herself wanting more. His touch, though a little awkward, was somehow magnetic.

“L,” Keiko’s voice was soft as she looked up at the detective. To her utter lack of surprise, he was staring at her. He had that look in his eyes, the one that kept Keiko wondering just how he felt about her. If things were dangerous before, they were even more dangerous now, but Keiko still couldn’t peel herself away. If L was acting like this with her, it had to mean something more, right?

“This raccoon cares about you a lot, you know,” L murmured. His voice was quiet, yet somehow still loud enough to make Keiko’s heart beat even faster. His grip on her fingers tightened, giving her hand a light squeeze.

Is this…almost like an answer to my question…? He’s not just toying with me, he genuinely must have real feelings for me, right? Feelings that are more than friendship…? More than whatever we are currently?

All Keiko could focus on was how they were still holding hands. It appeared he wasn’t about to let go anytime soon, which was something she was grateful for. for. The feeling of his hand around hers was sweet, and hearing his kind words was even sweeter. Especially for someone who never showed affection. “I care about you too, L. A lot.”

Is he…embarrassed? No, not only that…I think he’s actually…blushing…cute. Does this mean I have the power of making the world’s greatest detective blush? Oh my gosh. Despite how annoying he can be, he still manages to make me feel like this. Being with him is one of the few times I’m genuinely happy lately, whether he feels the same way or not. I just want to be around him.

It was faint, but Keiko swore she could see the faintest of color painting the detective’s cheeks. Keiko knew she was also blushing like mad, but it was reassuring to finally see her having some effect on him, too. It gave her hope, hope that would help give her the strength to continue on and face the rest of the investigation. However, for the moment, she wanted to enjoy her time alone with the detective.

“He doesn’t deserve you, you know that, right?” L’s voice broke through the silence that had enveloped them.

“Hm?” Keiko wasn’t sure if she heard right for a moment, or if she was just hearing what she wanted to hear. This whole moment was a dream, something she hoped she wasn’t about to wake up from anytime soon. She was almost tempted to pinch herself to check, but even with her sleeplessness, she had a feeling that this was real. This was really happening between the two of them.

“It’s true,” he continued on, his eyes searching her own. There was a desperateness to his voice, a sense of urgency. He spoke fast, as though he wanted to get the words out before he changed his mind. “You’re too good for him. I…I wanted you to know that. What you’re doing for the investigation…no, what you’re doing for me, it’s unfair to you. I’m sorry.”

Keiko’s smile faltered as she thought about the situation. She had the feeling he hadn’t exactly planned to say this, but she was glad that he seemed to be opening up to her. Despite everything, she felt better than she had for a while. It was all because of the detective, because of L. With him by her side, even if only late at night, she felt renewed.

“Don’t be sorry, L, it’s not your fault. It was my choice.”

Does he worry it’s all his fault? It’s more so my fault, for falling for him. For feeling like this, for everything. It was all my decision. This whole crazy plan, me fake dating Light, this risky set up. He was my decision.

“If I had it my way…” the detective trailed off, looking more nervous than Keiko had even seen before. He let out a breath before finally continuing on. It was as though he had come to a decision. His voice was a lot more stable as he spoke this time. “If I had it my way…I’d want you to be with me…”

“L…” Keiko was speechless, which wasn’t exactly a first. However, this time, it was for a multitude of reasons. All of which having to do with the raven haired detective who was sitting right next to her with his hand intertwined with her own.

Well, I suppose that answers that question…does he truly feel that way? About me? Does that mean he really…does like me…? No, it sounds as though…as though he’s in love with me…oh my god…is he really…? Does L…? Does L…love me…? It sounds as though…I can’t believe it… there’s no way…he may care for me a lot, but love…? Isn’t that just my wishful thinking talking?

A million thoughts swirled about in her head, and she felt like her heart was about to explode. No, scratch that, it had already exploded. Her heart was now a puddle on the floor of the room, Keiko felt like she was somehow on top of the world. Despite how prepared she felt she was, the detective’s next words were enough to make Keiko melt into the floor with it. She was a mess, but she had to hear what he was about to say.

L looked deep in her eyes, and although he seemed nervous, he didn’t falter once. He was serious, his hand still squeezing her own. “It’s not an ideal time, but, I suppose to be entirely transparent, I have strong feelings for you, Keiko Kagami…in fact, I think it’s safe to say, I’m in love with you…I have been for a while now.”

The world’s greatest detective is…he’s in love with me…?!!

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lawtistic · 2 years ago

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pls give me fluffy in character in universe (mostly, i love soulmate aus and similar very much) lawlight fics idc when it takes place i just need

#death note #lawlight #light yagami #l lawliet #fanfiction #ff #fanfic

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lightnotyagami · 9 months ago

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I usually never participate in convos like this because im a literal smut acc but i have to say this:

Lights misogyny is the most common type of misogyny in asian households for some reason 😭

Idk how to describe it but anyone who grew up w this gets what i mean when i say: you are 'allowed' to work and be academically highly educated (which is even expected of you) but you dont have any power when it comes to marriage, society and ect (privat life basically)

Tbh when it comes to ohba (or most manga writers) i dont think they are ACUTALLY misogynist but like just accepted it because they grew up this way? (Also ohba could be a woman they used female images to present themselves and tsugumi is a female name so...)

( before i get jumped on ofc this isnt a thing for every asian im just talking about personal experiences)

I think so too, despite light being a misagonist I feel like he would be ok having working wife. Considering he didn't seem to mind working women and didn't seem to look down on them. Also he did consider kiyomi a good choice for representing kira. We have also discussed how light would have preferred Naomi over other members had she been in task force. Despite Ohba being a misagonist he didn't write all death note character misagonistic . L also didn't seem to mind female working under him like Naomi and Wendy. I feel like L and light yagami are not as misagonistic as Raye penber. However light only problem is he believes all women work on emotion don't know about L. Your thoughts?

Mm yeah, I could see it basically going either way with both L and Light, I guess? A fanfic could portray them as being fairly accepting or fairly sexist in their views about women in the workplace, and both could probably seem legit to me based on how they act in the manga itself. Unfortunately my faith in Ohba giving any of his characters more progressive and feminist views than he himself has isn't very strong, and I don't know if I'd exactly say Light was a big improvement over Raye in how he viewed and treated women. But maybe he would have had slightly different views than Raye about some of those things, yeah.

#i dont really share the common fandom opinion that L is a lot better about these things than light is either #raye #light yagami #random response cuz i felt like sayinf this #please dont tell me im the only one #tsugumi ohba #i feel like posting more about lore or something im too lazy for ffs

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lightnotyagami · 9 months ago

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"Do you think you'll kill for me one day?"

"Yes, of course i will my dear."

Light x fem reader (soft) smut

A/n:remeber when L put cameras into lights room? When i was like 14 or 15 i read a smut FF like this and OH MY GOD its still in my head. Coudnt find the ogs @ but if i ever do ilysm🙏 (it was on ao3 if anyone wants to help me find it😭)

Summary: L puts cameras into lights room.. great.. but what do normal people his age do? Hang out with friends, do homework.. and some other things.

Tw/cw: my horrible english, soft smut (duh) , being watched, tell me if i missed anything!!

"Are we seriously going to do this?" You asked him still in a safe distance from his house. "Yeah, wanna back out?" He said as he looked at you like you were stupid. "No! I'm just saying, I don't know about the whole... thing." You voiced as he answered with a shrug like what you said wasn't a big deal to him. "Look," he said walking towards you with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "I'll take care of it, okay? you just relax and lay down." Your mind went crazy thinking about all the things that could go wrong. "So, are you in yes or no?" He stopped right in front of you and looked directly into your eyes. His face was close enough for you to smell the mint from his breath. 'It felt different being so close to someone, I mean I didn't feel threatened by his appearance, just like when we were fighting but this time I could see how beautiful he really is...' you thought to yourself "fine." "Good girl."

*later in his room*

'64 cameras.' you thought to yourself as you sat yourself on the bed and light on his chair. "hey light!" the door was shot open revealing his little sister, sayu was her name? "mom asked if you want anything from the supermarkt, oh and does Y/n want something too?" she asked now looking at you "oh no dear its fine! you two make yourselves a great day" you answered. "Okay, dont be mad then if we dont bring extra snacks" she winked at making your laugh slightly. 'i wish i had a younger sister' you thought to yourself "okay mom says bye." Sayu said closing the door behind her, leaving only you and light. oh and the 64 cameras from every angle of course. The lights were dimmed making everything look more mysterious. "you want anything?" Light asked turning around to look at you. "no... thanks its okay." you answered looking at the ground embarassed as he sat besides you ."it's alright babe, come sit over here." he patted on his lap. You slowly moved your legs closer to him sitting on his lap. he pulled you closer so that your head was on his chest and his arms were wrapped around you. Everything was going after Plan but why did this still feel so..weird? you dont know if L is the only one watching this. you could only hope. you closed your eyes trying enjoying his touch and warmth as he kissed you softly. "let me show you something, babe." you hummed in response. His fingers which were playing with the ends of your hair slowly moved up to your body . "your heart is beating so fast" he whispered in your ear, causing you to shiver slightly. It sent an electrical jolt through your spine, it was almost painful but good. your heart started hammering in your chest as he pushed your t-shirt up exposing your bra and sofly pushing you down on the bed climbing on top of you. you moaned as he started kissing you softly on your neck, moving it from side to side, leaving small red marks "l-light~!" you whined not sure what to do as he started to unhook your bra , slowly peeling it off your body.

*at the headquarters*

"mister Soichiro Yagami, i belive you would like to leave the room?" L said as soichiro looked at the computers not sure if to ignore this ever happaned or to kill light when hes back home. "yes im sorry i just.." he said as he walked out of the room in complete shock that his son was capable of these things. "anyways. Im bluring the cameras now. Watari unblur them when this is done and a cheese cake would also be nice "

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skytsunrose · 4 months ago

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❤️Some Fave characters in Fandom❤️

Sheik, Princess Ruto, Oot Link- Zelda

Roxas, Sora, Namine, Xion- KH

Red, Misty, Yellow, Eevee- Pokemon

Amy, Sonic, Shadow, Metal Sonic -Sonic

Tak Yagami, Akiyama, Kiryu, Majima- Like a dragon/Judgment

Female Corrin, Dimitri- FE

Rosalina - Mario

Zack Fair, Yuna - FF

Ariel, Woody, Rapunzel- Disney/Pixar

Spiderman, Captain America, Deadpool, Starlord, Dr. Strange- Marvel

Kritio, Hatsune Miku, Light Yagami, Totoro, Tomoko Kuroki, Lucy Heartfila, Qrow Branwen (rwby) -Anime

10th doctor, 11th doctor, Dean Winchester, Sherlock (BBC), Lt Colonel John Sheppard (SGA), Arthur and Merlin (BBC)- TV series

Dante - (Devil May Cry)

Bayonetta, Luka- Bayonetta series

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dabisbratz · 2 years ago

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abt me!

sonny, 19, black, aquarius !

likez: nijisanji (oshis: luca kaneshiro, kyo kaneko), cats, sweets, rain, horror/slasher films, dbd, resident evil, COD, silent hill, villains, art, music, purple, sleeping, ice skating, creepypastas, fnaf, analog horror, lip gloss, dolls, teddybears, winter, piercings (6 n counting!), tattoos !

dislikez: people who can’t apply common sense, pickles, fish, summer heat

hobbiez: writing, painting/drawing, singing, daydreaming, editing, gaming (animal crossing, ts4, minecraft, street fighter, mortal kombat, re, ff, twd, kingdom hearts, etc)

fav artistz: the neighborhood, sza, ice spice, BIMBOS, tyler the creator, frank ocean, crystal castles, lana del rey, TV girl, the weeknd, deftones, i monster, megan thee stallion, steve lacey, childish gambino, sonder, aaliyah, korn, doja cat, rihanna, playboi carti, fka twigs, partynextdoor, brockhampton, melanie matrinez, pinkpantheress, beabadoobee, kehlani, lil peep, jazmin bean, the marias, brent faiyaz, nicki minaj, mitski, flo milli, babymetal, nicole dollanganger + more!

lomlz: dabi, tomura shigaraki, satoru gojo, shouta aizawa, katsuki bakugo, hitoshi shinso, eren jeager, konig, simon riley, sephiroth, nanami kento, leon, noctis, reno, luca kaneshiro, suguru geto, uta, rintaro suna, aki hayakawa, vash, nicholas wolfwood, toji fushiguro, draken, genos, light yagami, bucky barnes, steve rogers, isaac foster, jtk, zoro, jake sully, cloud strife, uzui tengen, choso, yuuki anzai + more!

i often use nicknames on other people, if it makes you uncomfortable please let me know!

best way to contact me is through asks n DMS, but i’m a shy person so it might take a while for me to respond to dms! not ignoring you, i promise!

#dabisbratz—abt me.

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jajafilm · 11 months ago

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Light není Kira

Death Note je dle mého rozhodně jedním z nejlepších anime, jenž si zaslouží pozornost. Žánrově toto dílo spadá do thrillerového krimi s prvky fantasy. Kromě toho, že tu máme silný motiv boje dvou géniů, za hlavní téma a premisu můžeme označit debatu o trestu smrti, jeho morálností i důsledcích. V diskuzi nad tak vysokým trestem, je jedním ze silných argumentů i hledisko omylnosti justice. Vzhledem k tomu, že i sám detektiv L, při chytání svého zločince, nebojí jít do extrémů, není divu, že někteří fanoušci se ve své tvorbě právě zajímají o téma neviny a omylu policie. Dumají nad tím, jak by se změnil děj, kdyby Light vlastně nebyl Kira. Mladý Yagami a Ryuzaki jsou si docela podobní, byli by v takovém případě nakonec skutečnými přáteli, nebo i něco víc?

O povídky orientované na téma „Light není Kira“ jsem se začala zajímat díky tomu, že jsem psala na tento fandom článek do Fanpolis. Toto motiv mě zaujalo natolik, že jsem přečetla hromadu takto zaměřených FF a tím pádem jsem se i rozhodla vytvořit tento seznam.

Kdybych měla doporučit jen jednu jedinou povídku, asi by to bylo: „I and Who Are You?“. Je mi jasné, že co čtenář to jiné preference a vkus, takže pokud vás toto téma také zajímá, rozhodně doporučuji se mrknout i na ty ostatní FF. Toto je jen takový můj osobní tip.

Again for you

Autor: TruTru Kanashiko

Jazyk: Čj

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://vivereporta.estranky.cz/clanky/ff-na-jine-pary/again-for-you/

Anotace: Light Yagami se vrátí do svého dřívějšího já, aby se znovu setkal s člověkem, kterého připravil o život. Jeho návrat ale není jednoduchý, protože kvůli novému začátku uzavřel dohodu s anděly smrti a stal se jedním z nich.

MP: Povídka má mnoho pravopisných a gramatických chyb. Také mi sem tam vadilo, jednání postav. Ne, že by jednaly nelogicky, nebo že by byly moc OOC. Jen ty jejich plány se nezdají tak promyšlené a speciálně Light si několikrát impulzivně naběhne na problém, bez toho, aby o situaci lépe popřemýšlel, takže to vypadá, že není tak chytrý. Přesto, jsou to spíše neduhy nezkušenosti autorky a zároveň je povídka z roku 2014, takže předpokládám, že autorka se za tu dobu stačila posunout. Tak jako tak je to čtivá FF se zajímavým námětem.

Death Note Redemption

Autor: doughnut_mind_if_I_do

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38590248/chapters/96465849?view_adult=true

Anotace: Když Light zemře, vrátí se zpět ke svému sedmnáctiletému já, než přišel na Zápisník smrti. Vyzbrojen svými vzpomínkami a hanbou za své minulé činy, Light přísahá, že se nikdy nestane Kirou. Avšak to, že se Light odmítl stát Kirou, neznamená, že by se nikdo jiný nezaujal jeho místo. Light se musí pokusit vystopovat nového majitele Zápisníku smrti a zároveň se stává znovu podezřelým. Navíc se nečekaně se zamiluje do poslední osoby, kterou očekával.

MP: Námětově hodně podobné s Again for you, na rozdíl od české povídky je tato zatím nedokončená. Zajímavé je také fakt, že zde Light skutečně zpytuje svědomí a trápí ho vraždění, které v minulém životě provedl. Také se zde přímo nestává Shinigamim.

Take Two

Autor: CardcaptorGhost

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24133822/chapters/58106821

Anotace: Light je usvědčen z toho, že je Kira, a odsouzen k smrti. Po jeho smrti král shinigami přináší Yagami do říše Bohů smrti s posláním - najít skutečnou Kiru. Light, vyzbrojené očima Shinigami, je posláno zpět v čase ke vzestupu Kiry a je rozhodnuto očistit své jméno a zajmout onoho vraha dříve, než bude pozdě.

MP: Light byl obviněn a odsouzen za Kirovy zločiny k trestu smrti. Jenomže byl nevinný, král shinigami ho posílá zpět v čase, aby Kiru vypátral. L Lighta stále podezírá, navíc zažívá ve snech náhledy do jeho předešlé časové osy, kdy je vidět, jak po trestu smrti se jeho rodina rozpadá. Yagami své vyšetřování spojí síly s Naomi. Také tu je problém ten, že mladý Yagami je stále vlastně mrtvý, takže občas při spánku nedýchá několik hodin a podobně. Taková dobrá depka, škoda, že to není dokončené.

Death Note

Autor: orphan_account

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22678234/chapters/54203473

Anotace: Light bere Death Note, ale odmítá jej použít. Nechá ho tam, kde ho našel, jen aby ho vzal někdo jiný. To zažehne řetězec událostí, které z Lighta dělají nevědomého hlavního podezřelého z vražd Kiry a činí z něj posedlost skutečné Kiry. Light musí dokázat svou nevinu a přitom se jen snažit zachovat si zdravý rozum.

MP: Další povídka na téma "Light není Kira", tentokrát i tak vlastní zápisník i když do něj nepíše. Kirou je jako obvykle Mikami, jenž Yagamiho miluje a považuje ho za Boha. Light je zároveň poloviční shinigami a před svým otcem, L a ostatními, skrývá, co všechno o případu ví. Docela dobrá povídka, ale postupně se z toho vytrácelo ta detektivní hra na kočku a myš, bylo to víc fantasy a akční. Konec mi tolik nesedl.

Leave the Light On

Autor: Ne Quittez Pas

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6034012/1/Leave_the_Light_On

Anotace: Light se s obdivovateli zabýval už dříve, ale nic takového. Mezi neznámým stalkerem a masovým vrahem s Božím komplexem je nepravděpodobné, že by Light ještě někdy usnul... pokud mu nespavý detektiv nepomůže obojí zastavit.

MP: Jedna z mnoha dalších FF na námět „Light není Kira“. Začne to stolkerem Mikamim, který získá Zápisník smrti a rozhodne se, že zabíjet zločince je to, co by jeho idol chtěl. Případ Kiry začne vyšetřovat L, jenž se také do Lighta zamiluje, ale tím zdravějším způsobem. Společně Mikamiho chytnou a Yagami pak začne dělat modela, aby si trochu našetřil peněz na výcvik svého psa. Seznámí se s Misou, která také měla svého stalker, a stanou se z nich kamarádi. Až na to, že Misa je také do Lighta zamilovaná, a když pak je její stalker zabit a dostane zápisník, rozhodne se, že Kira měl pravdu – tento svět je shnilý a její milovaný Yagami by s vražděním zločinců souhlasil. Spolu s Mikamim a Beyond Birthday unesou Lighta. Light a L poslu zde moc geniálně nesoupeří a Light zde více pomůže vyšetřování prostě tím, že je ve středu dění a Mikami i Misa jsou do něj zamilovaní. Zajímavým prvkem je zde Sayu, která se zde zdá vážně chytrá. Jinak jo, pěkná povídka.

After School Enigma

Autor: orphan_account

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26527960/chapters/64660204

Anotace: Lovi je předán případ týkající se řady zavražděných mladistvých. Light Yagami je jeho podezřelý číslo jedna. Rozhodne se vyšetřovat v utajení a zapíše se do školy jako student. Mezitím má nevinný Light tajemství, ale ne tak morbidní, jak se slavný detektiv domnívá.

MP: Další téma Light není Kira. Tentokrát bez Zápisníku smrti, řeší se úplně jiný případ. Někdo vraždí studenty a L, aby případ vyřešil, zapíše se na školu, kde se to děje. Podezírá Lighta, protože je to geniální student, již nechce být detektivem a protože má tajné informace FBI o samotném L. Celkem fajn, bohužel to není zatím dokončené.

I and Who Are You?

Autor: orphan_account

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28389348/chapters/69561267

Anotace: Light byl příliš dlouho podezřelý, že je Kira. Poté, co jeho přítelkyně Misa Amaneová upadne do podezření kvůli skutečným důkazům DNA, které ji spojují s případem. Light pak jde do uvěznění. Nicméně i poté, co zašel do krajnosti, aby dokázal, že neexistuje způsob, jak by mohl být Kirou, L o něm stále pochybuje. Protože L prostě ví, že Light Yagami je Kira. Jediný způsob, jak se L může ujistit o Lightově nevině nebo vině, je dát mu pouta. Bez ohledu na to, jak dlouho to bude trvat, L dostane přiznání. Bez ohledu na to, co musí udělat, zjistí pravdu. A Light udělá cokoliv, aby si zachránil život, aby přesvědčil L, že není Kira. I za cenu vlastního rozumu. Tohle všechno je jen hra, ale hra, která může být smrtelná.

MP: L si myslí, že Light je Kira. Slavný detektiv je ochoten udělat vše, aby dostal přiznání, traumatizovat svého podezřelého předstíranou popravou, svázat ho k sobě, ilegálně ho sledovat a omámit i zneužít jeho city. Dojde to tak daleko, že hoch spáchá skoro sebevraždu. Poté Lovi dojde, že to vážně přehnal a že vlastně Lighta miluje, ale už je dost pozdě, nebo není? Po letech se spolu setkávají, detektiva užírá vina. Near, Matt a Mello mu chtějí pomoci, ale je obtížné znovu opravit vztah, který je takto hrozně rozbitý. Jedna z nejlepších FF na téma Light není Kira. Dost citová vydíračka a drsné, ale je tam všechno, co by člověk od toho tématu čekal. Líbí se mi zde nástupci L, které jinak moc nemusím.

A Light That's Always Burning Bright

Autor: Anonymous

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33772210/chapters/83950249

Anotace: Když Light zahodil svůj Death Note, neměl v úmyslu změnit svět. Ale dělá to a musí prokázat svou nevinu a zároveň bojovat s vlastními vnitřními démony. Když Misa začne zabíjet, nečeká, že se jí bude zabíjení líbit. Ale ona ano a je odhodlaná dostat to, co chce. Když se L zaplete do případu Kira, nečeká, že se do něj tak, no, zaplete. Ale on ano a brzy se ocitne ve velmi jasném střetu zájmů.

MP: Light není Kira, ale našel zápisník. Pokusil se ho zničit a i když ho vyhodil a polil inkoustem, stále je s existencí zápisníku a shinigami obeznámen. Ryuk ho všude doprovází. Misa je zde hlavní záporná psychopatická osoba. Fajn povídka. Celkem se mi líbí, že tady je ten záporák Misa, to je celkem neobvyklé. Škoda, že to není dokončené.

The Number 8

Autor: majorprocrastinator_mkh

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49841479/chapters/125818759

Anotace: Zápisník smrti stále míří na Zemi a vláda Kiry stále začíná. Ale Light Yagami je opravdu nevinný! Kéž by mu detektiv L uvěřil, aby mohli skutečně dopadnout pravého vraha. Nepomůže, že Light skutečně skrývá tajemství, jen ne to, o kterém je L přesvědčen. Ne, tajemství, které Light skrývá, je, že vidí jména všech lidí, které vidí, a když zemřou. Ale to asi není důležité...ne?

MP: Light není Kira, ale má oči shinigami a je Lův hlavní podezřelý.

Narcolepsy and Insomnia

Autor: NocturneProductions

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6959488/chapters/15867439

Anotace: Light si vždycky přál, aby byl dokonalý, ale to byl jen sen. Přesto se této naděje držel, protože možná kdyby to udělal, jeho otec by ho znovu miloval. Ale pak potká světoznámého detektiva L. Být dokonalý pro rodiče bylo vždy Lightovým snem, ale teď už možná nemusí.

MP: Light není Kira, ale trpí narcolepsií. Což je nemoc, která zapříčiňuje to, že neustále nekontrolovatelně usíná (má narušený cyklus spánku). Jeho otec ho však za to odsuzuje a trpí, že je líný. Detektiv Lighta nejdříve podezírá, že je vrah, když však hocha pozná, dojde mu, že dospívající nejen, že je nevinný, ale také potřebuje pomoci a to jak se sebevědomím, vztahem s otcem, tak nemocí. Docela dobré, bohužel zase nedokončené. Nejvíc mě asi zaujala ta jeho nemoc.

Cold Hearts

Autor: reaperlight

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/429058/chapters/723974

Anotace: Po střetu se smrtí se Light rozhodne chytit Kiru, aniž by věděla, že je podezřelý.

MP: Light má zde trochu roli Misi. Je před svou smrtí zachráněn shinigamim a dostane Death Note a Rem, což mu pomůže s vyšetřováním záhadného vraha Kiry. Nicméně se také stává Lovým hlavním podezřelým. Detektiv ho uvězní, nechá hladovět a zdroguje, než mu dojde, že je nevinný. Poté se i přesto L s Lightem dají dohromady jako milenci. Není to špatná povídka, ale už jsem narazila na lepší. Hlavní problém je, že Light vlastně ihned L jeho zacházení odpustí a zamiluje se do detektiva. Nemá k němu za jeho chování žádnou zášť, což je divné a nelogické. Argumentuje se tím, že by sám sebe také podezíral, že je Kirou, že odpovídá profilu a není divu, že se L spletl. Problémem je, že to co detektiv udělal, bylo tak jako tak dost nemorální, a i když Ryuzaki za to pociťuje, že má černé svědomí a Rem ho obviňuje a vyhrožuje mu smrtí, není za to od samotného Lighta, od jeho rodiny a vyšetřovací skupiny potrestán. Není divu, že si někteří z policistů myslí, že se jedná o vztah založený na Stockholmském syndromu, ale to by se měli kluci po čase rozejít, což se nestane. Na závěr dodám, že důvodem, proč to vyznívá tak, jak píši, je vlastně to, že povídka rychle ubíhá a dostatečně prostě neprozkoumává jednání postav a jejich důsledky. Což je tvrdá kritika pro povídku, která mě vlastně docela bavila.

Just another AU story

Autor: melissen

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/689608/chapters/1266697

Anotace: Light je se svým životem naprosto spokojený. Ale pak potká otcova šéfa - zpackanou výmluvu muže, který si říká Ruyuzaki. Light je velmi zvědavá osoba, zatímco Ruyuzaki je shodou okolností záhadou. Existuje také možnost, že Ruyuzaki je učeň velkého detektiva L. To Light nemůže nechat jen tak. Potřebuje dokázat, že on by byl mnohem lepší volbou, aby převzal velení po největším detektivovi na světě. Jen bohužel věci nikdy nejsou tak jednoduché.

MP: Light není Kira. Jedna z mála povídek. Light pozná Ruyuzakiho, ale myslí si, že je to jen spolupracovník slavného detektiva. Spolu řeší případ Kira a Light Ryuzakiho svádí, aby se dostal k L, ale pak si však uvědomí, že mu na slavném detektivovi tolik nezáleží a miluje svého kolegu.

Will You Love Me Even If I Lose?

Autor: lawtism (minki)

Jazyk: Aj, nepřeloženo

Pár: LawLight (L/Light)

Odkaz: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46093177/chapters/116031754

Anotace: Light Yagami se maskoval, aby byl dokonalým modelem různých archetypů. Dokonalý student, dokonalý syn, kamarád přítel, perfektní přítel. Bylo to, jako by odmítal nechat proklouznout jedinou chybou. Ve chvíli, kdy L vstoupí do Yagamiho světa, Light vymyslí dokonalý plán: předstírat flirt s L a přimět ho, aby se vzdal svého skutečného jména. L ho však prokoukne, ale předstírá, že souhlasí s Lightovými romantickými návrhy v naději, že se vrah nakonec sám přizná. A tak můžeme sledovat hru – „kdo první podlehne“. Problémem je, že Light při svém uvěznění ztratí část vzpomínek a tak hranice mezi tím, co je hra a skutečnost, není tak jasná, jak by si všichni přáli.

MP: Light je Kira, ale také gey. Pomocí toho, že svede L, chce slavného detektiva zničit, ale city jsou dvojsečnou zbraní. Navíc při chytání Kiry z Yotsuby na svoji pravou identitu zapomene a o to se vztah s Ryuzakim zdá skutečnější. Celkem fajn povídka, bohužel zatím nedokončená.

#lawlight #light yagami #l lawliet #death note #fanfiction #story #love story #ao3 #Light is not Kira #ryuzaki #L/Light

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queermetalgremlin · 2 years ago

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I started reading Heartstopper, and i don't think any piece of professional media has ever made me cringe as much as it did. I don't think it's a problem with Heartstopper itself though, it's just that i'm tired of queer stories being so romance-focused. LIke, i know there are queer books of all literary genres, but the great majority of them, along with the most talked about, are almost always "this bitch falls in love with this cunt, they flirt, are shy, they fuck, they argue, they make up UwU" and i'm so sick of romance stories. Where are the non-binary detectives, the genderfluid horror MCs, the gay scientists, the AROMANTIC MCs ffs? Gimme a queer Light Yagami, that's all i'm asking rn

#i'm tired of romance #aromanitc #aro gang

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ajwinter-is-a-nerd · 1 year ago

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LAWLIGHT - FAN FICTION COMPETITION UPDATE

Hello beautiful people!!! After my hibernation, I have started cataloguing my own favorites and each fanfiction suggestion from other Tumblr users.

(I have put my current 'Bible' of fanfics at the bottom of this post)

Since I have not had time to start organizing into tropes, AU, etc. I thought the best poll to start would be to ask what you guys think is the best way to kick it off? Should we start with short-fics or long-fics?

AS A GENERAL FYI - You can still suggest more Fanfics at any time (ones you enjoyed, ones you wrote...) as long as they are:

In English

Complete

Linked

And of course, Lawlight

Current Listing of Fics

Each link will bring you to the story outlined. This current post is only to see what is currently up for the polls. When the polls begin to occur more information will be displayed for each fic.

All links are to Archive of our Own

One-Shots:

and there were flashes of Light (Mature)

Interested in Learning More (Explicit)

twenty-three (Explicit)

Come over and kill some time (Teen and Up)

Reflections (Not Rated)

Don't Forget (Who Got The Power) (Explicit)

Friends with (Financial) Benefits (Mature)

Play From the Heart (Explicit)

Just one hug (Teen and Up)

Truth or Drink (Mature)

Long Fics:

When your stitch comes loose (Mature)

Lux Aeterna (Light Everlasting) (Explicit)

It has been a pleasure (Explicit)

Tangled (Mature)

The Many Forms of Blessings (Explicit)

Heirs and Spares (Explicit)

Stay With Me (Mature)

The Mortal Who Wanted to be Death (Explicit)

PITCH (a Death Note Story) (Explicit)

A Beautiful Fucking Mess (Mature)

Passengers (Explicit)

The Sweet Taste of Silver (Mature)

#lawlight #death note #deathnote #death note poll #deathnote poll #death note fandom #deathnote fandom #ff #fanfiction #fan fiction #death note fan fiction #deathnote fanfiction #deathnote ff #lawlight ff #l lawliet #l death note #yagami raito #light yagami #l x light

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shortcgke · 2 years ago

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Light Yagami || Tutor

Degrading !!

1437 word count

smut level: 9/10

Light Yagami sat at home, studying and planning the new world."Wanna come over?" he asked me over face time. He was tutoring me, but I just wasn't getting it. "I'm sure it will be easier in person..."

I agreed. I arrived at his house in less than half an hour. When I saw he was home alone, my heart thumped anxiously.

"Come in, " he greeted me. I noticed he was still wearing his white school button up and tie, but some buttons were undone so that you could see his collar bone. He led me to his room and I couldn't help admiring his slim, toned back.

"Alright," he said as he shut the door, "you can take a seat at my desk."

I pulled my school books out and got situated. I felt his strong presence behind me and smelled his minty cologne. I shivered when I felt his breath upon my ear.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is it too cold?" Light chuckled, knowing that wasn't the case.

I cleared my throat and flipped to my desired page. "We left off on this page, right?"

"Yes," he said. I began working out the problem, but I got stuck on the 2nd formula. I heard a sigh in response when I asked about it.

He explained to me. I turned to face him as he talked and noticed his strong jawline and slightly teased, long hair. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"Got it?" no, I was distracted by your hotness.

"I think so," I lied. When I tried to work on it, though, he saw I was struggling.

"Let me help," he whispered. His hands grazed over mine as he took my pencil and began working out the problem. His defined hands wrote quickly and in no time was he done.

He dropped the pencil and I looked up at him in awe."See? That easy."

I blushed as his dark eyes met mine. "You can't be that dumb, can you?"

I was taken aback by his words. He spun my chair around to face him, and kneeled.

"W-what?" I asked.

"I have an idea," he said, reaching up to twirl a strand of my hair.

"How about for every question you get wrong, you take a piece of clothing off?"

My cheeks burned a bright red. "We- That's not what we're supposed to be doing, "

"Shy, huh? That's okay; I'll help you out." He grabbed the paper I was working on and clicked his tongue.

"Looks like your shirt has to go. Here, I'll even do the same."

My eyes widened as his hands creeped towards my chest. "Don't tell me you don't want it..?" He pulled off his tie and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. A thin, toned chest was revealed. Just as his hand met the collar of my blouse, it was retracted.

"N-no... I want it."

I grabbed his hand and held it to my breast. He lifted my chin to meet his eyes and laughed. "You're pathetic." His lips met mine and they tugged back and forth, like chewing the same piece of bubblegum. His hand held my jaw, guiding it as our lips danced in lust. This kiss got hotter and deeper, and warm sensations spread through both of our bodies.

I was kissing Light Yagami. Oh my God... I was kissing the hottest boy in school.

He pulled away, a thin rope of saliva still attaching us. His skilled hands quickly unbuttoned my shirt. I pulled it off as he pressed his lips against mine once more.

Light pulled me onto his lap and backed up onto the bed. I postitioned myself on his lap, grinding as I twisted my hands through his dark hair. He ran his fingers up my sides, igniting shivers throughout my body. Light pulled me closer, hugging my waist, and kissing harder. I rolled my hips over his groin, feeling the bulge grow larger underneath me despite fabric separating us. He sighed and grabbed my hair, pulling our lips apart.

"If you're so hungry, get on your fucking knees." I pulled off of him with a quiet "Okay". I sat on the floor and unbuckled his pants, sliding them off. His boxers remained, hugging a warm bulge. I grazed my fingers over them in disbelief. He really was perfect. He exhaled. "Dont tease me, Y/n."

I extracted his warm cock and pulled it towards my lips. I gingerly licked the tip and he sighed, reaching to grab my hair. He pulled it away from my face as I began to swirl my tongue around the head. My tongue slowly drifted around his shaft, up and down, and he groaned. "Take it in, slut." I smiled and held his shaft, slowly sliding up and down. I then opened wide and slid it inside my mouth, bathing his hard member in saliva. My tongue wrapped around him as I bobbed up and down, taking it all in. He groaned my name, pushing my head down more, until I was swallowing every bit of him. I was draining the exotic juices from Light Yagami. Sweet, savory. I kept sucking, aiming to see his eyes close in pleasure. Finally I pulled off, gasping for air. Thick saliva hung from my tongue mixed with his taste.

"Come here, slut," he demanded. I walked over and he gazed at me with lust. His cat eyes burned with hunger. In one swift movement, my bra was undone and it fell to the floor. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. The kiss was hot and demanding, and he kissed his way down my neck. Dark marks were sure to be found. His soft lips grazed my collarbones. I moaned his name and laid down on his bed. He positioned himself over me, kissing his way down my body. I palmed at his warm dick, throbbing to be inside of me. A warm substance pooled in my panties. As he caressed my breast, I felt my insides burn with lust. He continued to grow under me, and I moaned in anticipation. "Light, I need you."

He whispered in my ear "Open your fucking legs." My cheeks turned red and I obeyed. He slid my pink satin underwear off and a shiny, clean shaven pussy awaited. He rolled my skirt up and I closed my eyes, drawing in a breath. He was all I needed and I could hardly bare it anymore. he positioned his cock at my pussy lips. He stayed for a minute, sliding up and down the entrance. "I want you to beg for me," he whispered. I squeezed my eyes shut then looked aside, cheeks glowing red. He positioned it on my clit. "Beg for me, slut."

"I need you, Light. Fill me with your cum." He laughed and said, "good girl". He entered my tight walls, sliding into a warm, wet pocket. I felt his warm presence inside of me, filling up my desire. He slid in and out, and I whimpered, my innocence stripped away as he thrusted harder and deeper. My pussy walls gripped his member, mixing our wet fluids together, igniting pure pleasure. He grabbed my tits, fucking harder and deeper each thrust. I moaned his name. His cock was hitting every inch of me and yet I still craved more. He pulled out and I gasped.

"Turn around," he ordered. I flipped and felt his lustful gaze. He slapped my ass and muttered a curse word. He slid in from behind, my pussy gripping him in different ways. I moaned as he entered and began thrusting in and out, slapping my ass. "Fuck me harder." He slid in and out until we couldn't bare it.

Light flipped me over to a missionary position again. He thrusted in while sucking on the sweet spot on my neck. My nails scratched at his back, the feeling too much to resist. Lights small breaths hit my ear, and the sensation was heavenly. Finally I moaned and my walls clenched, gripping his hot cock as his thrusts got sloppy. "Fuck, im cumming." He breathed, thrusting himself all the way into me and hitting the spot that could never be reached on my own. I felt him twitch as cum was ejected into my cervix. I felt him fill me up, and I moaned his name one last time. He pulled out to let the hot, creamy mixture slide out of my hot cunt.

"I hope you learned a thing or two."

#light yagami #light yagami smut #death note smut #death note #death note ff #light yagami ff

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thatonekawaiigirl13 · 2 years ago

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Who Said Death Was Easy? [Death Note] Chapter Fifty-seven: Plan

Chapter Fifty-seven: Plan

[A/N: Woo an update that didn’t take over a year or so to write. As stated in the previous update, my goal is one chapter a month. I’m excited to be working on this story again. Sorry for any mistakes, I have no beta reader and this is all new written material, lol. Anyway, as always, I hope you enjoy! Please leave a comment or something if you’re reading, every single piece of feedback is appreciated! - Stephanie]

Light’s POV:

Zzzzz.

There was a slight buzz in Light’s pants pocket as he looked through the victims reports for that day. He could feel the vibration as he thumbed through the pages, a neutral yet serious expression plastered on his face. As was planned, criminals were still being killed during the exchange of the notebook. That way, there would be no lull in the killings, and hopefully, no new leads for the time being. There would be no trace that the role of Kira, or in this case, Second Kira, had been passed off to someone new. Someone that had no connection to the Yotsuba Group, and even better, someone with no connection to Misa Amane or himself. He would be that much closer to fulfilling his goals and getting rid of L once and for all.

Zzzzz.

The phone buzzed again in his pocket, demanding Light's attention for a second time. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze never leaving the paper in front of him. Light kept still, his mind was elsewhere, but on the outside, it appeared he was focused on the task at hand. A skill he had learned to master, something he had grown rather good at while acting as Kira. It was a fulltime job, one that he took great pride in.

A second text, eh? Only a few minutes apart, too…

He set the papers down, seeing no new patterns with the victims. Nothing to see here, nothing new nor strange about the sequence with Kira’s killing. As was planned. Nothing unexpected meant that Misa had done a good job staggering the times of the killings. He had trained her well, which was fortunate enough for him. Despite this, she was still a liability, someone he had to get rid of in order to further his future plans.

All right then. Let’s see. A second text means that there’s no mistaking it, it has to be either Mikami or Misa reporting in…

A quick glance at the clock on the wall told him everything that he needed to know. After all, today was the day, the great and long awaited exchange. Light had been careful in instructing Misa and Mikami what was expected of them, and how they would keep in contact, both with him and with each other. It was imperative that they left no traces, not a single clue behind that L or someone else on the Task Force could use against them. Despite this, Light was pretty confident in his plans. It seemed rather silly, but sometimes the simplest of plans could work better than anything intricate.

Light thought the whole idea was rather interesting. He had originally thought it was a bother when Rem brought about her demand to let Misa go as the Second Kira. However, despite how annoying it was, Light was now grateful for a reason to be rid of her. On another note, working with Mikami seemed promising. A quick search through several databases revealed that Mikami worked in law and that he had some connections in high places. Light was not one who liked to get his hands dirty, but he recognized that he seemed rather useful. Unlike someone else he knew.

Hm. Speaking of Misa…

Misa’s photoshoot had begun almost two full hours ago. An hour into the photoshoot was when the plan would be put into action, it was when Misa was set to get rid of her ownership of the notebook. Around that time, Mikami was due to sneak into the locker rooms and grab the death note for himself, safely transferring the ownership. He would then be the one with Ryuk’s notebook, Lights’s new pawn until he could safely take over his role as Kira once more. However Light supposed he could keep Mikami on board as long as he was trustworthy and followed through with all of his plans. Light could feel himself smirking a little as he shifted on the couch. He spared another quick glance at the clock, double checking the time.

Good good…it’s about halfway through the photoshoot…which means… all should be going well. After all, everything was well thought out. It would stand to reason that everything is going according to plan. If I am correct, it must mean that Mikami has acquired the notebook and is in contact with Ryuk right now. Meaning that Misa Amane is no longer the Second Kira, assuming I am correct.

Despite having two phones hidden on his person, he was almost certain he knew which phone the vibrations had been coming from - the burner phone, which he had been keeping locked away in his left pants pocket. It was secure there, buried deep, and inconspicuous. He was thankful that men’s pockets were rather deep.

If that’s the case then…perfect…

Light gave a silent chuckle, keeping his composure despite the multiple notifications burning a hole in his pocket. He was sitting by himself on the couch on this particular day. A choice he had begrudgingly made in order to be extra cautious; that way, he could be positive that no one else would be able to hear the faint sounds coming from the burner phone. It was not without its consequences however, as Keiko and L were positioned across from each other at the main table. This was something that would typically bother Light, but today, he needed the space alone on the couch in order to ensure that the exchange had gone as planned. He had almost kept his burner phone on silent so that he could sit next to Keiko, but against his better judgment, he had decided against it. It seemed too risky for a multitude of reasons.

Above all, Light wanted to stay informed, his role as Kira was at stake here. On the off chance that Keiko sat next to him and heard his phone vibrating, she could think that he was still in contact with Misa. He didn’t need her to wonder who was texting him, nor to doubt him, especially as he had no plans of contacting Misa after today. It was best that the two did not contact each other, not unless absolutely necessary. He did not need any more suspicion on him, he had gotten more than enough of that from L alone. Keiko was someone he needed on his side, someone he needed to trust him.

Keiko’s only started to trust me again… and it’s probably fragile right now, so I need to play it extra safe. At least until I can ease more suspicion and potentially get rid of L. Despite Misa’s demand for a date, it’s way too risky…especially after I did this all to ensure her safety so that I could get Rem off my back…anyway…considering the time, it has to be either Misa or Mikami…if all went well, then it should be Mikami informing me that he’s properly received the notebook. I can’t just sit still, I have to confirm this for myself…if all went well, then it’s time to continue on with my plans…

Light raised his arms, giving them a nice stretch in the air as he yawned. As was planned, he got both Keiko and L’s attention with minimal effort. Not that it took much acting, he was already tired from countless nights getting little sleep. Sleep was hard to come by on such an investigation, not when so much was at stake. Despite the rest of the Task Force taking a short break, L, Light, and Keiko had insisted on working.

“Are you okay, Light-kun?” the detective asked, not looking up from the stack of papers on the table in front of him. He watched as Keiko glanced in his direction, a concerned expression on her face. The two of them had been going over previous killings to check to see if they had missed anything, any sort of pattern or connection.

Too bad they won’t find anything, Light smirked, making sure to look away as to not arouse suspicion. I always do a great job covering my tracks. They’re just wasting their time while I'm the one getting ahead. Just you wait, L. I’ll be coming for you pretty soon…speaking of, it’s go time…and this is the best excuse I have.

“Yeah, I’m fine, but I’m gonna take a short break,” Light was casual as he spoke. He gave a soft shrug, wanting to appear nonchalant as he stood up from the couch. “Y’know. Nature is calling me.”

Yeah, that’s right. You heard me correct, I’m just getting up for a quick bathroom break, nothing unusual about that. No tricks or anything to catch me in a lie there, L. Despite you not looking at me directly, I know exactly what you’re thinking. You’re always so suspicious of me, but you can’t prove anything. You haven’t yet, and now you never will. Good luck trying. It’s all in vain, especially now.

Keiko looked up at Light as he walked by, his hand grazing her shoulder. He gave it a light squeeze. She gave a small hum in surprise as she realized she was being touched by someone, “eh?”

“Bathroom time,” Light clarified once more, looking down at his girlfriend. An amused expression was on his face as he met Keiko’s gaze, “But I wanted to stop by and check on you first. See how you're doing.”

He watched as Keiko gave him a soft smile, and he fought not to get lost in those soft brown eyes of hers. She gave the hand resting on her shoulder a squeeze in return, and he could smell a hint of what he supposed was the scent of her strawberry body wash. Whatever it was, she smelled good, which was another thing he decided to ignore as she continued on, “right. Well, there’s nothing new yet, but I guess that’s to be expected. I think I may need a break here soon myself.”

“It appears that this Kira is still covering his tracks well,” the detective mused. It seemed he had finally decided to grace Light with a glance in his direction. Light then watched as the detective’s gaze slowly went from Light to Keiko. It stayed there as he continued on. “At this rate, who knows if we’ll ever catch him. Seems like it’ll take us a while to find any leads.”

Despite speaking to no one in particular, Light knew it was some sort of challenge. He wanted a rise out of him, to get a reaction of sorts. A reaction that Light was determined not to give. He was better than that, he wouldn’t let the odd detective feel like he was above him. Not when Light finally had the upper hand. He had L right where he wanted him. In the same note, Keiko was seemingly his once more as well, and with Misa out of the picture, getting her to trust him again would be much easier. He supposed it would take a little while for things to go back to normal, but things were at least on the right track.

It’s such a shame Keiko is similar to L in her beliefs, it would be nice to have her on board, but alas…such is life I suppose. As long as she stands out of Kira’s way, I won’t have to do anything to her. L is the only one who still suspects me it seems, so I should be in the clear.

“Ah. Let’s not work too hard,” Light gave a nod, removing his hand from his girlfriend’s shoulder. “I’m sure something new will come up sometime soon. Don’t forget, Ryuzaki-san, we’re Japan’s best and brightest…but in the meantime, I’ve really got to go to the toilet.”

“Don’t fall in,” was Keiko’s response as Light took his cue to walk away. He gave a chuckle at his girlfriend’s wittiness, it was something he admired about her. Another reason he was glad to have her back on board. With her on his side, his future plans were one step closer to becoming a reality.

Speaking of reality… it’s time to finally check my messages. I’m certain that I’ve received a text from Mikami, considering the time and circumstances of the plan. All should’ve gone well, the margin for error was slim according to my calculations.

Light entered the stall of the bathroom, fishing the burner phone out of his pocket with a quiet intensity. He had waited far too long, he had to see the messages for himself. With a few clicks, he opened the first text.

Wonderful. Just as expected.

His lips curled into a smirk as he read the text that confirmed his prior thoughts. A text that he had received from his new Second Kira, Teru Mikami. It was official, Misa Amane was no longer his Second Kira, and he would have no further reasons to keep in contact with her. It was the start of a new era for Kira, one without outside meddling and annoying squealing.

‘Kira, Teru Mikami reporting for duty. Exchange a success. Will keep in contact.’

Light reread the text once more, Mikami had kept his texts short and sweet. It was something Light didn’t know he had appreciated until then, as Misa’s texts were always filled with unnecessary ramblings and emoticons. Worst of all, she always had some sort of new pet name for him. After dealing with all that, Light was looking forward to a better texting partner. It seemed he had lucked out.

Good good. He’s like me, simple and concise. I think I will like working with him, he seemed intelligent enough…though I’m sure the bar was low to begin with after dealing with Misa Amane.

The smirk on Light’s face grew as he opened up the second text. Once again, his words were to the point, and it appeared that everything was all going according to plan. Another plan perfectly executed. Light relished in this small victory.

‘Will carry out your orders as planned. Met Ryuk. Talk soon.’

Light clicked away at the burner phone, crafting a response to his new Second Kira. The notebook was now in Mikami’s hands; Light could breathe a sigh of relief, he now had someone trustworthy enough to do his dirty work. Someone that wasn’t a headache like a certain Misa Amane. Someone more on his level.

Nice to meet you, Teru Mikami…let’s work well together.

Once the text was sent, Light figured it was time to actually get down to business. His burner phone retreated safely back into his pocket, and Light took a moment to bask in the silence. He was now one step closer to his final victory.

Well…may as well check to see if I have to use the bathroom while I’m in here…

Keiko’s POV:

As soon as Light left the room for his little ‘bathroom break’, Keiko locked eyes with the raven haired detective. Despite his expressionless face, she was almost positive that he was thinking the same thing she was. After all, today, assuming their calculations were correct, was the day Rem had instructed them about. The so-called ‘exchange’. Needless to say, Keiko was feeling a little on edge. While they did have some advantage, they only had a matter of time to find out who Light would now be working with, who he had chosen to do his dirty work. Meaning L’s life was unfortunately still in danger.

That was definitely weird, wasn’t it? It was odd enough that he was sitting away from me on the couch, but that little performance…he usually gets up for the bathroom without saying much… and on today of all days…Matsuda even convinced both the chief and Mogi to take the day off today, a suggestion that Light had initially made…it can’t just be a simple coincidence, it’s too thought out, too planned out. In other words, way too suspicious, it must mean that something happened right? Light had this all thought out from the beginning, he planned every aspect of this ‘exchange’, he knew exactly what he was doing, Keiko gave a shiver, he’s always known exactly what he was doing…he plans everything out methodically, even me. I was a part of his plan. But not anymore, I refuse to let him fool me. I know he’s up to something. Nothing good at that… he’s Kira, a monster.

“‘Don’t fall in?’” L was the first to speak, pulling Keiko away from her thoughts. His lips pulled back into a small yet amused smile, a rather rare expression for him. Her heart gave a small lurch, which she promptly ignored. She gave a slight cough, her eyes not quite able to withstand the detective's gaze any longer, as evidenced by the tinge of red that stained her cheeks. Something she hoped the detective hadn’t seen. Although she had a sneaking suspicion that he had seen, something which she tried to ignore. Somehow that man always had that effect on her, which sometimes made it hard to get any work done.

Whatever. Not now, heart…now isn’t the time for romance…not with L’s life on the line! Come on, get a grip…this is all for him anyway.

“It was all I could think of at the moment,” Keiko grumbled, hoping her cheeks had returned to their normal color. She looked around, her gaze lingering towards the door, where Light had left mere moments ago. It was quiet for a moment, Keiko was certain that L was also paying attention to the exit. Their conversation, though short, had halted. It was clear that they both had something else occupying their minds, or rather, a certain someone else.

Light Yagami… no, Kira… just what are you up to? I know you’re up to something, and I think I know what it is.

“He’s acting strange, isn’t he…” Keiko murmured. It was more of a statement, sort of to herself, and sort of to the odd man sitting across from her.

Or am I just on edge…? I admit, I am on edge, but even so, it’s better safe than sorry. And safe is to assume that the exchange went as planned…Light was looking far too happy earlier, he was loud in announcing he was leaving too. That definitely has to mean something, he was too suspicious. I feel like I’m too much like L in that way now, overanalyzing every little thing, but it is for good reason. I know better than to let Light fool me now. I will never let him fool me ever again. For myself and for L’s sake.

“He is,” L agreed, shifting a little in his chair. He was always in that weird position, but Keiko had grown used to the detective’s antics by now. After all, it boosted his “critical thinking and deductive” abilities, or whatever explanation he had given prior. Keiko had to admit, she hadn’t really been listening at the time. Instead she had spent the time just staring and wondering how he managed not to get a leg cramp sitting that way. She was certain it was bound to happen at some point. It probably already had, she figured he was the type who would be too prideful to admit they’re in any sort of pain.

Well. Speaking of acting strange…look at exhibit A right here.

The detective glanced over at her once more, as if he knew she had been thinking about him. She expected a look of amusement, or for him to tease her. However he looked as pensive as she did. “He is acting rather odd, yes.”

“Do you think…?” Keiko trailed off again, her thoughts wandering about. There was much to consider, so much was at stake. Making a wrong move could be critical, she had to be certain that the detective agreed with her assumptions. While it was a safe bet, once again, it was still better to be safe than sorry.

“Yes,” L gave a nod. “Yes, I think it happened. And I think it was a success, at least in Light-kun’s eyes. He was practically gloating before he left the room, taunting us with that little performance of his, putting his hand on your shoulder and touching you like that, well…” he paused, giving a little cough himself at his words, and for a moment Keiko wondered if he had meant to say that. She fought hard to ignore the happiness she felt at the thought of L being jealous. “But anyways, it’s clear he thinks that with his newly appointed Kira that he’s in the clear…”

So that basically confirms it…the exchange was a success…Misa Amane is no longer the Second Kira then…not that we could officially prove it in the first place, but now she’s really off the hook, so to speak. For the time being, the most important part is finding out who his new partner in crime is…and find them soon before Light decides to try and get rid of L once and for all. We need all the evidence or leads we can get…speaking of which…

“That means we should be hearing from Wedy and Aiber again soon, correct?” Keiko questioned, “they should be able to help us with finding new leads and evidence against Light and his new Second Kira, yes?”

Evidence we really need… more than just a shinigami’s word, though Rem was surprisingly helpful so far. Something concrete. Something that Light and his Second Kira can’t refute. And for that, we really need their help. As funny as it is, I’d never thought I’d need a conman or a thief on my side. Though I suppose connections like that do come in handy. Like right now, for example.

L gave a slight nod, “yes, we’ll have to keep working with them a secret from the others, of course, but yes. Assuming all went well on their end, we should be one step closer with our own plans.”

Thank goodness, but also…I can’t believe it. How is it I’m more relieved yet scared the farther we get into our plans? There’s a lot of risk, I knew that going in, but living it. It’s another thing entirely, and Light thinks he’s winning. There are a lot of lives on the line… including L’s…no, especially L’s.

Keiko shivered as she realized once again how much was at stake. Light Yagami was something else. It wasn’t fair, first he had lied to her, then he had broken her heart, and then it turned out he was Kira. All this time she was playing defense and hadn’t even realized it, but now, it was her turn to strike back and to strike first. Keiko had come this far into her plan and she wasn’t about to back down.

Just think, at the start of this whole thing, I had to convince a shinigami to work with me! A so-called ‘god of death’, Rem. Absolutely insane, I know, but desperate calls for desperate measures. And look at how far we’ve come. With a bit more patience, and a lot of luck, we should be able to knock Light down a peg…we can defeat him, right…?

“I assure you, they’re the best at what they do,” L said, as if he was able to sense her anxiety. Not that she was trying hard to hide it. It wasn’t like she could hide anything from the detective, not when he was usually able to read her like a book. “They’ll be able to dig something up on them…”

I’m sure he’s feeling the same way right now, if not way more so than me…unfortunately, for the time being, he’s still a sitting duck. But at least now he’s a more prepared duck, what with my plans and all.

Keiko let out a soft sigh, glancing over at L. His eyes were glued to hers, once again his expression unreadable. “Hmm…now, who are you trying to convince, me or yourself, Ryuzaki-san?”

That earned what Keiko suspected was the tiniest of chuckles from the great detective. Unfortunately, it was short lived, stopping almost as soon as it had started. He raised an eyebrow, his gaze still lingering on her, “What, don’t you usually call me ‘L’ when no one else is around, Keiko-chan? How disappointing…”

Ah, now look who’s trying to be funny…but, Keiko thought back to the last time they were truly alone, a few days prior. Like clockwork, she could feel the pink begin to spread around her cheeks, the way I recall things, he had called me ‘Keiko’ last time, hadn’t he? When he and I were…holding hands…nonono, Keiko. Don’t do this to yourself, no distractions, remember? If you truly love L, you need to be strong for him, and keep your distance as much as you can. It’s too dangerous with Light around… but Light’s not here right now, is he? But…you don’t know when Light is going to return from his ‘bathroom break’.

“Fine, then, who are you trying to convince, L?” Keiko heard herself retort, but her heart and her mind were somewhere else. “Are you happy now?”

“I’m always happy to be around you, Keiko,” the detective mused. The look in his eyes had softened some, and Keiko wondered, despite her better judgment, just what exactly was going on between them. She wondered if, perhaps, he was wondering the same thing if he was also lost in thought whenever he was around her. He was so close yet so far away, and she was almost tempted to reach across the table to touch him, to hold his hand once more.

But…I can’t….not with so much on the line…but…he’s truly happy to be around me? Does he mean that? Does this mean…? No, no, once again, don’t let your thoughts linger…self control…or as much self control as you have…

“Now come on, it’s not like you to flatter me,” Keiko replied after a long moment. She gave a small laugh, still hoping to squelch her desire to hold the raven haired detective. Her efforts were futile, she still longed for his touch.

Wonderful. He must know he has this sort of effect on me…it’s like he says stuff like this just to get a reaction out of me, I swear.

“It’s not flattery if it’s a fact,” L was deadpan, his face far too serious to be merely teasing her. His gaze still had never left her own. “And it’s a fact.”

“Ryuz-” Keiko was cut off, the detective had leaned forward a tad. The space between them had lessened slightly, though the table was still keeping them locked away from each other.

Probably for good reason…if he were right next to me right now, who knows…it’s hard enough to keep my composure right now…

“L,” he corrected. He was looking far too calm, making her wonder where he was going with this. Although he appeared unaffected on the outside, she wondered how he was feeling on the inside. He was always so hard to read, and his words only seemed to confuse her. “Please, always call me L whenever we’re alone. I do believe we just went over this.”

‘Always call me L whenever we’re alone’?! He may not be Kira, but he’s still giving me a heart attack…but…wait, does this mean he feels close to me? Knowing L, he wouldn’t ask this of just anyone…I suppose, in that way, it’s even more flattering. But still, what does this mean exactly? What does this mean for us? I suppose I’m getting ahead of myself, there isn’t even an ‘us’ but…it’s just nice to have some validation that he cares for me, that must be what this is, right? What else could this mean?

“L,” Keiko repeated. She had given up on trying to hide the fact that her face was cherry tomato red. Not like she could really hide from him anyway, not when he was leaning over the table to get closer to her. “We really should…Light…he could be coming back here at any moment, you know…”

“Am I making you nervous?”

His sudden question made Keiko pause a moment, she was almost stunned that he asked such an obvious question outright, what the hell kind of question is that?! What do you think?! You’re the world’s greatest detective, you’re the genius here!

“Yes,” she admitted. There was no point in lying, not that he would believe her anyway. This was L she was talking to, he had to have asked to get a reaction out of her or something. It couldn’t be just a simple question.

Right?

“And why is that?” The detective’s follow up question only confirmed her suspicions. However she kept silent, wondering exactly what his intentions were. Keiko let out a breath, but she felt anything but relieved.

Is he…genuinely asking though or is he trying to get a confession of sorts out of me? What do I even say? He should already know how I’m feeling, there’s no doubt about that. What’s his real motive here?

“I’ve…well…I think…” she started to answer, but paused as soon as she heard the sudden noise in the distance. Footsteps. Footsteps that were closeby, soon to reenter the room. Keiko leaned back in her chair, not wanting Light to see how close the two of them were. As if on cue, L also returned to his normal position, crouched over his chair, looking deep in thought. If Keiko had to guess, he almost looked disappointed by the interruption, though that look left his face almost as quickly as it came. On the other hand, Keiko let out a little sigh of relief, glad to now have a reason not to answer.

Well…saved by the Light…which is something I’d never thought I’d say, especially after finding out he is actually Kira…but in this case, this interruption is welcome.

The detective raised an eyebrow, and Keiko wondered if he meant to return to this conversation another time. The thought of that made her even more anxious. Perhaps a little excited at his curiosity as well, but mostly anxious.

Either way, it won’t be anytime soon. I’m safe, for now…let’s just focus on the plan for the moment…right right, the plan…

Light’s POV:

After a few moments had passed, Light figured it was safe to return without any suspicion. With a swift motion, he opened the door and walked through. The burner phone was securely back in his pocket, no longer burning a hole. Everything was all under control. It also appeared that Keiko and L were still at the table, exactly where Light had left them. He smirked, but quickly hid his expression when he was greeted by his girlfriend.

“Welcome back, Light-kun.” Keiko gave a small wave when she noticed his presence. Like earlier, L didn’t bother to even glance in his direction. Light waved away the detective’s rudeness, he was in a rather good mood knowing that he now had a new Second Kira on his side.

“Did I miss anything?” Light questioned as he walked through the room. Keiko shook her head no, which was no surprise to Light. He was more than aware that things would turn out like this.

Exactly as planned…

Instead of going back to the couch, Light made his way over to the table where the two were sitting, taking a spot next to Keiko. He had to admit, he was more relaxed than he had felt in a while. Which was something he supposed he had to keep on the down low. Better to match the atmosphere of the room around him.

Speaking of…how is everyone looking? Light first looked over at Keiko, who seemed rather deep in thought. When she realized she was being looked at, she returned Light’s gaze. There was a light dusting of pink on her face, which only grew deeper when Light reached onto the table and intertwined his fingers with her own.

Light gave a nod, acknowledging her concern. “Well, let’s not worry too much. We’ll find something eventually.”

He was mostly talking to Keiko, as he was certain a certain raven haired detective still suspected him and would stop at nothing to prove his identity as Kira. Keiko, on the other hand, seemed to have accepted once more that Light was ‘innocent’, or at least innocent enough. Light looked over at L, expecting to catch him staring. However, he found that L wasn’t looking in his direction at all. Instead he followed his gaze, realizing that L was staring at the table, or more specifically, their intertwined hands. For someone who usually seemed so emotionless and robotic, he seemed to be staring pretty hard.

What’s his deal…? Is he really bothered by this? He usually doesn’t seem to react much to skinship. It’s not like I skimp out on holding hands or hugs whenever Keiko’s around. I’m not taking her for granted, not this time.

“You’re right, Light-kun,” was Keiko’s response, breaking the sudden silence that had filled the room. “Maybe we should take it easy like the others today…relax a little bit, maybe turn in early tonight as well.”

At the sound of her voice, both L and Light snapped back into action. Light looked back at the detective, who was no longer focused on them. Despite Keiko’s words, he seemed to have resumed his work with the papers in front of him.

“You two may do whatever,” the detective murmured. “Take another break if you need it, but I’m going to keep working.”

Ah, there he is. Back to his normal jerkish self. Whatever…not like it matters, anyway…it’s not like L would be jealous or anything…yeah, that idea seems almost laughable. And anyway, if he’s going to give us a break, may as well take advantage of it. It’s not like I have anything to worry about for the time being. May as well spend some time alone with Keiko, romance her, get her to feel more at ease with me again. That’s right. I’ll romance her.

Light rubbed his thumb against Keiko’s hand, getting her attention once more. When she looked over, he flashed her a smile he knew she couldn’t refuse, “Keiko-chan, would you like to go for a walk around the building?”

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narutogwriting · 4 years ago

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a⋇✦ Pairing: Light Yagami x Reader

⋇✦ Genre: NSFW; Dark!Light; angst; oneshot

⋇✦ CW: DARK CONTENT; dub-con; manipulation; degradation; mind break; choking; spitting; god complex; god kink; oral (m recieving); light praise; vomit mention

⋇✦ Length: 5.2k+

⋇✦ After L's death, you're left in shambles. Light is there to pick up the pieces. Or to destroy them even more

⋇✦ a/n: PLEASE read the warnings and don't read if you're sensitive to this kind of content! i feel guilty about writing this but i had the idea and people said they wanted it okay 😭

“It’s too much, Light… It’s unbearable.”

Light sits on your bed, rubbing your back, doing his best to console you as you sob. He’d stopped by randomly, hadn’t called ahead of time. He hadn’t wanted to give you the chance to pull yourself together or to wipe your tears. And yes, he definitely knew there would be tears.

How could there not be? You’d been working on the Kira case for months, hand chosen by L to join the task force. You were Light’s age, younger than L and much less experienced, but he’d believed in you, trusted that you would aid him in finally bringing down Kira.

And now he was dead.

Light’s lips trembled, trying to keep from smiling; laughing even. He’d finally done it. L was dead, and now nothing could stand in his way of creating the new world order. But Light wasn’t satisfied with just getting rid of L. He wanted to add insult to injury; he hoped L was watching from beyond the grave.

Light had never really seen you as a threat to him or his plans. Not like L was. Sure, you’d caught him off guard once or twice with your deduction skills, but without L’s guidance, you were nothing. He wasn’t worried about you in the slightest. No, for him, you were just another pawn in his game.

“I know… I know��” Light cooes. He tucks your hair behind your ear before putting his arm around you, pulling you into him. “We all knew the risks when we stepped onto this case…”

And that just makes you sob more. Light’s not helping, and he knows it, and that’s the point. He doesn’t want to help, doesn’t want you to feel better. He doesn’t want you properly grieving and then taking on the case with renewed vigor.

He wants you broken.

“I can’t believe he’s gone.”

And this time Light does snicker, covering it up by pretending it's a suppressed sob of his own. He’d never felt as good as he does right now.

“Light… I feel… I feel so terrible… and so fucking guilty.” And to his surprise, that catches him off guard because you’re feeling guilty? You’d done nothing wrong as far as Light knew.

“What do you mean? What is there for you to feel guilty about? You didn’t get L killed. That was all Kira.”

And you look up at Light with these big, innocent eyes. They used to be so bright, so full of life. There had once been a fire shining behind them, and now it was dimming. Light could barely see it there anymore; it was just about burned out.

You wipe at your cheeks, run your sleeve over your nose, and Light can practically feel the way you want to curl up into nothingness. “I…” You sigh, taking in a deep, shaky breath. “You know that I sympathized with Kira… But it was more than I’d let on.” The words taste like bile on your tongue, but they’re music to Light’s ears.

He nods slowly, running his hand up and down your arm comfortingly. Almost sensually. “Well, I remember you mentioning it before…” He says quietly. “But, I think to an extent, we all could at least understand where Kira was coming from. It’s not like all of us hadn’t been happy to see a criminal or two meet the fate they deserved...” He has to choose his words carefully. This situation is delicate, and one misstep could ruin everything.

You shake your head, turning yourself to face him. You’re grabbing his hand in yours, squeezing desperately, and he nods. I’m listening, his expression tells you. I understand.

“The more we worked on the case, the more that I thought… Not just that I understood Kira, but that he was right. That, maybe he is justice, and what we were doing--trying to stop him--was wrong…” The words leave your mouth and, collapsing into Light’s arms, you sob even harder. He lets you wail for a while, just rubbing your back as his mind races. This might be even easier than he thought. Just one strong word, one big push, and he could pull you to his side completely.

“It doesn’t make sense…” You’re practically screaming and it makes Light wince, wishing that you weren’t so loud, but he supposes the louder you get the more unstable you are, and that’s right where he needs you. “I loved him, Light. I loved him so much, and I never even got to tell him…”

Light’s grateful that your face is buried in his chest because he can’t help the roll of his eyes. Yeah, he knew you loved L. It was the most obvious thing in the world to him; you always looked at the detective with these puppy dog eyes, like he was the one star in a dark night. Light recognized the look easily as one that Misa and other girls gave to him.

What he knew that you didn’t was L loved you too. And if not love, he at least had feelings for you, thought very highly of you. L didn’t seem like the type to let anyone close to him, and yet by his last days, you were practically by his side 24/7. He smiled more around you, always asked for your opinion. It seemed like the closer you got to L, the higher up his walls went. L knew he couldn’t let you in; you would have been his biggest weakness, and that was something he couldn’t afford.

If Light hadn’t been able to make sure L died when he did, he probably would have used you to get to L. If he’d hurt you, he was sure it would have killed L and caused the detective’s downfall.

But you didn’t know that, clearly. So here you were, a distraught child who’d lost the ‘love of her life.’ Which made Light roll his eyes harder. There was no room for love in the game he was playing. Maybe if L had known that, he’d still be alive.

“He didn’t deserve you,” Light says quietly. His fingers go to your chin, gripping just a little too hard, and he’s lifting your head so you look up at him, and he stares down at you earnestly. “L was selfish; he only thought of himself and solving cases for his own glory. We all knew that… He wouldn’t have ever loved you.”

It’s so mean, and he knows it mean, (and also untrue), and he sees the words sinking into you, settling in understanding, twisting and turning until they fit your every interaction with L. Your eyebrows furrow because you can’t understand why he would say such a thing when you’re grieving.

“And L was an idiot for that.” Light continues. “You’re gorgeous, and smart, and funny, and the most amazing girl I’ve ever met. I was kinda always jealous that you never looked at me the way you looked at L…”

And he sees you trying to process, trying to understand just what he’s getting at. He looks at you sheepishly, shyly, before sighing. “I’m sorry… I know this isn’t the time…”

The silence lingers between you, and he almost thinks he screwed it up. He’s scrambling, trying to figure out how to fix it.

Finally, you speak up again. “It’s so confusing, Light.” You tell him weakly. “If Kira is justice… and Kira killed L… Then what does that make L?”

Light had a speech teacher once that said he always counted to seventeen before breaking a silence. It was an appropriate amount of time to give the other person before responding in case they were too shy or trying to find the right words. So Light counted slowly, almost crawling out of his skin in the quietness. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen.

“L was on the wrong side.”

His words shatter the silence and shake you to your very core. It was the only logical answer to your question, but to speak the words about the dead seems so wrong. You look up at him, shocked and confused and so fucking broken. “Wha-” But Light continues before you can speak. He’s on a roll, he has you in the palm of his hand, and he knows it. You’re just broken enough, just confused enough, feel just guilty enough for him to shape like clay.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know if that’s what you want to hear… But it’s the truth. L was on the wrong side of this case; we all were! I’ve known it all along, and I can’t keep quiet about it anymore.”

He sees that you’re startled, maybe even a little scared, and he finds that he loves it, loves this power he has over you. He’d never taken himself for a sadist, but seeing that fragmented look in your eye… he could do this forever.

“I agree with what you said earlier… Kira is justice! I’ve always known.”

When you finally respond, your voice comes out quiet, shaking. You’re unsure, but you ask anyways. It’s like you need someone to give you the answers, to put together this puzzle inside your head. “How do you know?”

“Because I am Kira.”

And the world stops. A gasp is torn from your lips and you want to tear away, but you’re frozen in place in his arms. And you hate the way that it feels nice, that you like the way Light is holding you so tightly. It’s not Light, it’s Kira.

“You’re…” You can’t say it, but you don’t have to. Light says it for you.

“I am the god of the new world.”

He shifts, pushes you away just enough to look at you completely, to take your face in his hands, to lean closer to you.

“Join me… Join me, and together we can be justice. We can change this world, create a better one. You see my vision. You always have. Forget about L, please! I know you loved him, but he never loved you, never even deserved for you to look at him that way!”

His fingers are starting to dig into your jaw, and you wince. He’s scaring you, but somehow you know he’s serious. Light is telling the truth; he is Kira like L had always known and L is dead and Light is sitting here with you. He’s intense and fervent and he’s telling you the truth. And all you can really think is that Kira wants you.

“Please… please…” He breathes your name and your eyes flutter closed. He can almost see the wheels turning in your head as you twist and pull and push until it makes sense. None of it is true; he doesn’t need you, doesn’t even particularly want you, but Light knows that doesn’t matter. All that matters is making you think it’s true, and you’re in such a vulnerable state, you’re giving into him even easier than he ever thought you would.

He sees the realization, the acceptance, settle in your eyes as they open, and he knows he’s won. He’s got you, and all he needs is one final piece to seal it all.

So he leans into you, presses his lips to yours, and he’s not gentle about it. The kiss is harsh, intense with all clashing teeth and bruising lips. Your lips don’t move with his at first, but he persists until they do, slowly and nervously. Your tears have renewed, they’re streaming freely down your face, and it takes everything in Light not to groan. He loves it, wants to swallow your cries whole, and he can feel himself twitching in his pants, the blood rushing to his erection. All this time, Light had thought that his libido was nonexistent, but now he knew that wasn’t the truth. All he needed was the right circumstances.

Nothing turned him on more than breaking a girl in his fingers.

Your lips are moving against Light’s automatically. There’s no passion or enthusiasm from your side, just confusion and dejection. You don’t know what else to do. L lost, and Kira won, and now Kira wants you, and you think you don’t have a choice.

Light’s pushing you back onto your bed, crawling over you. Without breaking the kiss, he fumbles for the chain on your lamp and leaves the two of you surrounded by darkness in your room. A dim light illuminates from the street lamp, and it’s enough for him to see you just clearly enough.

It’s all symbolic for Light. He wants to leave you in the darkness for good.

His body presses down into yours a bit too hard, crushing your chest and making you feel like you can’t breathe. You’re trying to gasp for air and all you find is Light’s breath. You’re inhaling him like he is your oxygen and hazily you think maybe he is?

“L-light, I don’t--”

A strangled gasp leaves your throat as Light’s hands grip tightly around your neck. “Don’t. Call. Me. That.” He hisses as he glares down at you. “Not when we’re alone. Not ever again.”

You give your best attempt at a nod, clawing at his hands as your head begins to spin. Light holds for a moment longer, squeezing just a little tighter before he lets go. You gasp and splutter as you gulp in the air. Light watches this all with a smirk on his face. His hands grab at the hem of your shirt, yanking it over your head and tossing it aside. You must’ve been preparing for bed when he’d come because you were wearing nothing underneath it, leaving your bare breasts completely exposed.

Light dips down, pressing his lips gently against your neck, trailing soft kisses across the skin as he caresses your sides gently. “Now, what was it you were trying to say?” He practically taunts you. He knew you were trying to get out of this, and now he was daring you to try again. When you only whimpered in response, he let out another aroused moan, suddenly sucking harshly against your neck and making you gasp out. He attacks the skin, biting and sucking the one spot for so long it begins to hurt. When he’s satisfied with the mark he left, he starts on a new spot. He takes his time, leaving a smattering of bruises all over your neck and chest and breasts. When he finally pulls back to assess his works, he’s pleased to see the tears still in your eyes, but you were keeping your cries silent.

Taking your hands in his own, he pins them above your head. “Who am I?” He whispers in a way that's so menacing, it sends chills up your spine. You’re so scared and confused. This was Light? You’d known Light for almost two years now; you’d never seen him act like this before, so violent and sadistic. Had you ever known him at all?

“K-kira..” You whimper out. “You’re Kira. You’re god.” And something about the way you whimper the words of honor, laid out bare and vulnerable underneath him, sends him into a frenzy. His lips are on yours again, locking you in a furious kiss. He’s sucking and biting at your lips until they’re puffy as his hands trail down into your panties. You shake your head against the kiss, but he doesn’t let you break free as his fingers find your entrance.

You’re dry, not turned on at all. You’re too terrified and lost and shattered, and Light thinks it’s no matter. He doesn’t need you to enjoy it; he just needs you to let it happen. Though, he realizes, it’s even more of a victory if he does make you enjoy it.

Can you see this, L? He chuckles to himself as he pulls away from your swollen lips. Can you see what I’m doing to your precious protege? I won L. And I’m taking everything that was yours.

“I’m your god, aren’t I?” Light asks you, his dark eyes burning into yours. You wince as you feel his fingers prodding against you, and suddenly two fingers are being shoved into you without care. You yelp, nodding furiously as new tears spring to your eyes.

“Yes! Yes, you’re my god! Kira!”

Light can get used to this, he realizes. His only sexual escapades so far had been mere curiosity and to keep Misa on his hook. But this, you, he was enjoying. This was the first with you, but he decided it wouldn’t be the last.

His fingers curl and pump inside you without any rhyme or rhythm. You’re squirming under his grasp, trying to push off of him, but he’s got a tight hold on you. He’s using those fingers inside of you to pull you closer to him, and it hurts, and you can’t tell if he knows it hurts, thinks he just doesn’t care.

Unceremoniously, those fingers are ripped from out of you and shoved into your mouth. Light thrusts them against your tongue to the back of your throat, causing you to splutter and cough as you gag around his fingers.

“I’m your god?” Light asks, the taunting clear in his voice. You nod even as you struggle against him. “Prove it.”

He pulls his fingers from your mouth, wiping them off against your tear-stained cheek. Finally he pushes off of you, relieving you of his weight as he stands, his hands grasping at his belt. His eyes never leave yours. Slowly, purposefully, he removes his belt and shoves down his pants, leaving him standing in his shirt and boxer briefs. You can see him straining against the fabric, and your eyes widen just slightly.

You never imagined he would be that big.

Your eyes flicker back up to Light’s as he stares at you expectantly. With shaky hands, you push yourself up off the bed, standing in front of him unsurely.

“Is that how you stand in front of your god?” He tilts his head, like he’s daring you to challenge his authority. Almost instantly, you drop to your knees, eyes still holding his out of fear. Finally, you look back to his erection in front of you. Your hands reach out reluctantly to grab the hem of his briefs before you pull them slowly down.

You can feel Light’s fingers threading almost gently through your hair before he tightens his grasp, yanking your head back. Wincing, you inhale a sharp breath. Light takes himself in his free hand, pulling back and letting his dick slap against your cheek. He does this a few times, holding you tightly despite the way you tried to turn your head. When the assault finally stops, he rubs his tip over your lips, wetting them with precum.

He doesn’t have to say anything, just gives your hair another yank, and your mouth opens instinctively, taking his head. You lap your tongue around it experimentally, cringing slightly at the salty taste. But at this point, you knew better than to resist him.

You gave small licks to the head, wrapping both your hands around the rest of him, twisting gently. He let you go like this for a minute or so, but when it was clear you had no intention on taking it further yourself, he slapped away your hands.

With his grip in your hair still tight, he bucked into your mouth, pressing harshly against the back of your throat. Light groaned in pleasure at the way you gagged around him, at the helpless spluttering and coughing as he pulled away just slightly only to thrust harshly into your throat once more.

He kept up like this, fucking himself into your mouth with reckless abandon. Nothing had ever felt as good as the way your throat closed around his cock, practically milking him. He continued his onslaught, pushing you down his dick further and further until your nose nestled into the neatly kept pubes at his base.

“Fuck,” Light gasped, throwing his head back, holding you down as your throat spasmed around him. It was the only semblance of losing control that he showed.

You were choking with Light shoved so fully down you. Your throat was sore and it hurt. You wanted to push him off of you, pull off of his length, but you were afraid of what he would do to you if you did.

So you did your best to breathe in through your nose as he rocked into your throat with slow, shallow thrusts.

“Show me how much you worship your god,” He groaned. The words puzzled you for only a moment before he was suddenly spilling down your throat. You gagged and recoiled, pulling away just enough to get him only in your mouth.

Light gritted his teeth to keep from crying out as he climaxed harder than he ever had. It felt so heavenly, he didn’t even get upset when you pulled him out of your throat. He was content to let spurt after spurt fill your mouth and puff your cheeks. “Swallow,” He panted, eyes screwed shut. “Swallow every drop.”

The taste revolted you; you had to force yourself to swallow it all down. There was too much of it! It was leaking out between your lips despite your best efforts. When you had finally forced it all down you realized Light was watching you. He scooped the cum dribbling down your chin on his fingers and forced it into your mouth.

“Clean me,” Light sat on the bed, basking in the sight of you crawling to your place between his legs. He’d have to keep you there often, and make sure you knew your place.

As you obediently took Light’s softening length in your mouth, licking and sucking softly to clean off any residue, he pet your hair softly, putting into place his next part of his plan. “You serve me so well,” he cooed with his gentle touch. “Such a good, loyal follower. Your god will have to reward you for that…”

To his surprise, at his praise, your mouth began to work almost enthusiastically around his cock, making him begin to harden again. He smirked.

“Is that what you want? You want your god to reward you? To keep you by his side as he brings the new world order? Will you be his willing servant?” Light was getting more into this kind of talk that he would have thought. It had originally been for show, but now… Now he was really starting to believe it. The power wasn’t the death note. The power was him. No one else could have accomplished what he had even if they had the death note. He truly was becoming a god.

You felt the now familiar grip of Kira’s fingers on your chin as he yanked you off his cock, forcing you to look up at him.

“God must strip you down, humble you and leave you bare for you to realize just how much you need him.” He told you. You stared up with him, those wide, broken eyes now hopeful. Hopeful that god, that Kira, could fix you.

“Submit to your god. Submit to me, worship me, and you will have everything you ever hoped. Submit to me, and become the queen of my new world!”

Lips trembling, your hands grasped at Kira’s hand that was holding your chin. “Please! Kira please! Let me worship you! I’ll do anything!” You were begging him now. He was right. You were nothing. You had nothing. You needed him.

That was all Kira needed to hear. He yanked you up, throwing you back on the bed. In a swift move, he had discarded his shirt. He didn’t even bother to pull your panties down, simply brushed them aside and shoved his full length into your unprepared heat.

You arched, screaming out as you clenched around him. It burned. He was so big, and you hadn’t been prepared for him. He gave you no time to adjust before he pulled out to the tip and pressed back into you completely. You clawed at Kira’s back, but he simply took your hands and pinned them above your head.

“Submit to me. Worship me.” He hissed with every thrust. He felt himself sliding in easier and easier with every move. He wasn’t sure whether it was your blood or arousal, but he didn’t care.

“Take it. Take all of it.”

You had no choice but to listen. You arched into him, sobbing desperately. Whether from pain or pleasure, you weren’t sure. Kira pounded into you without mercy, his fat cock dragging against your walls. It was delicious. He was in ecstasy.

You could barely keep track of what was happening. He was chanting for you to submit, to take him, and your legs were being lifted from around him. He practically folded you in half, pushing your knees to your chest, pressing deeper inside of you than anyone ever had before.

His cock pounded into you over and over again. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your stomach coiled and suddenly you were cumming hard. Screaming, you squirted around him as he only picked up his pace, something you hadn’t thought possible.

“Please! Please!” You were screaming.

“You’re disgusting.” Kira chuckled darkly, the sound sinister and mean, but you could only continue to beg for mercy that wouldn’t come.

You came three more times, squirting each time, drenching yourself and your bed with your juices. It was too much. You were sure you would pass out, maybe even die. What a way to go. Fucked to death by god.

It wasn’t much longer after your last orgasm that Kira felt his own building once more. His free hand that had been holding your hips in a bruising grip went to your cheeks, squeezing. “Open,” he commanded, and you had no choice but to obey.

Your lips parted, and Kira spit into your open hole. You swallowed instinctively. “You’re nothing without me. Nothing. Say you submit to your god,” his words were coming out in broken pants as he felt himself building.

When you’d started crying again, you weren’t sure. It was all too much. You were too sensitive, it was starting to hurt.

“L lost. Say it.” Kira snapped, squeezing your cheeks harder.

“L-L lost!” You wailed, arching your back as he angled upwards into your heat. “I submit to you. I submit to Kira!” Crying out, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as one last orgasm ripped through your body. You shook, clenching so violently around his cock that Kira was spilling into you suddenly, his hips snapping against yours one last time. He bottomed out as he came, holding himself still, sheathed in you completely.

He held himself there as he spilled inside you, filling you up with spurt after spurt of his hot cum. It was so much, you thought. You could almost feel the excess leaking around his length. Even as he began to soften, he stayed pressed inside, keeping his cum trapped inside you, marking you, claiming you.

He panted over you, victorious as he stared down at your wrecked body. Covered in his bruises, lips swollen, eyes closed and puffy with tear stains. You were a vision. “You’re mine.” He hissed. “Mine.”

~ It was hours later, when Light’s body had long since stilled and his breathing had gone even, when you finally crawled from the bed, careful and quiet as to not wake him.

You had a bathroom in your bedroom, but you opted to go to the one down the hall. As soon as you closed the door behind you, you could taste the vomit as it fought its way up. You dropped to your knees in front of the toilet as you threw up the entire contents of your stomach. How you had managed to keep from doing so those hours you laid in bed next to Light, you weren’t sure.

You used the restroom, trying to get all of Light off of you. You wanted to shower, wash every trace of him from your body, but you knew you’d have to wait until he left to do that.

You didn’t want to look at your reflection, but you forced your eyes to the mirror. The sight of yourself, hair a mess and chest and neck covered with hickies just made you sick again. When you were sure you’d vomited everything left, you stayed seated on the floor, head pressed back against the wall.

If there were any tears left for you to cry, you’d shed them. But there weren’t. You stared up at the ceiling blankly.

Well, L. I did it… You thought to yourself. We always knew that Light’s pride would be his downfall. It was almost too easy…

It was a plan L had advised early on. He’d caught on to your blooming feelings quickly--even quicker than you had. He knew before you that you were falling for him. It was foreign and strange to L, and his initial reaction was that it would be a hindrance to the case.

But L also noticed that Light had caught on to the fact as well, and saw that it frustrated the brunette. L could only assume that this was because of Light’s arrogance. He must be quite the ladies man, used to being the one girls fawned over. He didn’t like to lose at anything.

When he’d first brought this up to you, you’d been mortified and humiliated. Why L thought it was a good idea to pull you aside and call out your feelings for him, you couldn’t understand. Then he explained it all to you. He wasn’t sure how or when, but Light would want to steal your affection just for the sake of having it.

When that time came, he asked you, would you be prepared to do what it takes? To use that moment, get him to admit his identity and think he turned you to his side?

Of course you’d accepted the challenge.

You never imagined that day would come, and certainly not like this. Somehow, you and L had managed to keep not only this plan a secret, but your relationship as well. You loved L, L had loved you, and the two of you had talked about a life; a future. Maybe L knew better than you that it would only ever be just talk.

It broke you, L’s death. The pain was so severe, you were sure you would die, but you couldn’t. Not until you caught Kira, caught Light. You wouldn’t let L’s death be in vain. You wouldn’t let Light get away with it.

You knew as soon as Light showed up at your door, this was the moment that L had always talked about. It was violent and even sicker than you would have ever imagined. But you would do anything to catch Kira.

And now you had.

Light thought he had you, that he won.

Little did he know, he’d played right into your trap. You had all the pieces. Now you would just wait for the right moment to put them together, and bring Light down. For L.

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