Warnings: sexuality, violence, swearing

Summary: Light and L find an L and Kira sex tape.

Disclaimer:
I do not own Death Note. This is a non-profit fan work.

I wrote this story together with Kishimojin for a request. This is a tame version with the explicit material cut.


Kira's Secret Revealed - Chapter I

It was a quiet night in the downtown Tokyo business district. The time was somewhere between late and 'damn late'; Even the most dedicated corporate wageslaves had squirmed their way out of their respective offices in order to catch the last trains of the night, which should have left about an hour ago. But somewhere inside a sleek, modern room with gleaming metal floors and rows of brand new computers, three men were pulling an all-nighter.

The twenty-five year old detective known as L was used to late nights, and the Japanese university student next to him had grown accustomed to the same during his brief captivity within the business district's newest and most secure structure. The third, Touta Matsuda, was an increasingly drowsy man with something to prove.

He was sheepishly hoping to prove it within the next hour or so, before he nodded off. It was just Internet research. Touta was somewhat cognizant of the fact that it was not the most important work being done that night, but was dedicated to it anyway. He was half-way through a report on the activity of the five most active Kira message boards in the country.

L was beyond dedication, the case was all he thought about, his work, his hobby, his life. He wasn't accustomed to having people around in the wee hours. It was usually his time to get a few hours of solitary work in a row, and he wanted some time to himself. But the case was important to the others too, and they were not that distracting.

Well, perhaps Light could stand to be a little less distracting. He sat very close to L, five feet away at the workstation next to him. It was the one that he had claimed during the captivity, and he hadn't changed it. Every once in a while he would speak out about his train of thought or say what was on his mind.

"None of the Yotsuba interviews turned up any info on a second notebook, but none of them have reason to hide knowledge any longer. It really seems that Higuchi was unrelated to the Kira who is active now."

It wasn't the fact that Light was so close and so talkative that distracted L. Light was still the top suspect in the case in L's mind.

"Yes, Rem said that she simply dropped the notebook and Higuchi picked it up. Kira seems to be picked randomly," he chose his next words carefully and delivered them with a calculated resigning tone,
"I'm beginning to think that Kira is just a pawn - a tool of the shinigami, and not the brilliant puppetmaster that I thought I had been chasing," L sighed.

Light saw this parlay for what it was. As offended as he was by the insult, he was too smart to go for such easy bait, and deemed it best to address L's morose shift in mood.

"L," he said sympathetically, "you know that's not true. Kira has outwitted the investigation for over a year," Light complimented himself.

L didn't get a chance to answer Light's carefully-phrased gloating before an old man, still dressed in a crisp tuxedo at this strange hour, appeared at the door with a tray overflowing with boxes and bags of candy. L pretended to be absorbed in the packages that were laid within easy reach. Light waved away the overqualified butler when he motioned to leave a portion of the same items by his desk and so the remainder was set in front of the man at the end of the row.

"Are you sure you won't have any, Light?" L asked politely, knowing that it got on Light's nerves to be constantly offered sweets.

"No, thanks," he declined the awkward offer, "It's almost breakfast time."

L did not mention that this was the breakfast he had ordered. Instead he continued their game of picking away at each other.

"You should get some sleep, Light."

"Why, do I look tired?" Light said with slightly increasing annoyance.

"No, but most people require more sleep than I do, and you're no longer under surveillance, so you are free to go home," L said while noisily crunching his food as he talked, "or stay in one of the rooms upstairs. Your presence here at this hour isn't required. I work most efficiently alone."

"I told you that I'm dedicated to this case and I'll see it through to the end," Light answered with finality.

"Yes," L drawled, finishing a third bag of cookies, "I have a feeling that you will."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Matsuda ignored L and Light's bickering and tried to focus on his work. He had integrated himself as a member of the Kira-supporter community a week ago using an alias and made a few contacts in the community. That night he was excited to receive an invite to a private, yet very large and well-known, underground Kira site.

There was a lot of chatter about something called "Kira's Secret revealed." After twenty minutes or so he PMed his contact on the board and received a link back. It was a post in the archive with a link to a video. He was scrolling through comments underneath when L surprised him by asking how it was going, on his way to steal a box of cookies from the nearly untouched junkfood pile left next to where Matsuda sat.

L always snuck up on him, and the shock was enough to jolt him to a more alert state. He hadn't exactly been prepared for the exchange though, so he offered up his current train of thought. L surprised him again by showing immediate interest.

"What is the secret?" L asked.

"Well, I didn't really play it yet," Matsuda apologized.

L seemed more listless than perturbed. He had finished his work for the night and was only still awake because of his insomnia and the constant flow of sugar through his bloodstream. He may as well check on the older detective.

"Play it," he said.