Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I own nothing recognizable, though I do enjoy the show. Also, I am not Japanese, so if there are any mistakes regarding names or anything like that, I truly am sorry. Thanks!

Warnings for suicidal thoughts/attempts, possible gayness? I haven't decided. And rape.

Light sighed, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets and peering around at his surroundings from under his long bangs as he walked through the pouring rain.

There has to be another way to find out Ryuzaki's real name aside from making the deal with Ryuk, right?

Light narrowed his eyes when said Shinigami gave a dark laugh, no doubt well aware of Light's internal monologue. Forcing himself to ignore the God of Death, Light continued onwards, though his peaceful silence was broken by the sound of his phone ringing. Sighing, Light fished his phone out of his pocket, not even bothering to check the caller ID before answering.

"Hello," he said dully, trying to drown out the sound of Ryuk laughing to himself.

"Light!" Misa cried enthusiastically. "How are you?!"

"What do you want, Misa?" Light demanded. He knew he sounded angry, but in truth he was. He was tired, cold, and hungry, and just wanted to get back to task force headquarters so he could lay down and sleep for the entire night with hopefully no interruptions. Unfortunately, with company like Misa - who was utterly in love with him - and Ryuzaki - who still believed Light to be Kira - time without interruptions was rare.

"Are you alright?" Misa asked, worry in her tone. Before Light could lie and say he was fine, Ryuk spoke up.

"Hey Light, I don't mean to bother you in the middle of your phone call, but I thought you'd like to know that you've had someone following you for the past half hour, ever since you left campus."

Light pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to resist the urge to growl in frustration.

Damn it! He tells me now?! Of course he tells me now! Damn shinigami!

"I'm fine, Misa," Light lied. "I'm just-"

He never got to finish the sentence before he was suddenly grabbed from behind, his phone falling from his grasp as someone held his arms behind his back while one of their hands covered his mouth.

"Hello, Light Yagami," they said in a hiss, their lips close to Light's ear. Light closed his eye with a shudder, trying to fight again the man holding him. His captor only laughed and before Light could really think through his predicament, a blindfold was placed over his eyes.

"Now, this might hurt a bit," a new man's voice came from in front of him, but before Light could even think about what the words met, a knee was slammed into his groin, causing him to let out a muffled cry of pain as he attempted to collapse to the ground. His captors laughed above him and in less than thirty seconds, Light was on his stomach clothed in only his boxers with his hands handcuffed behind his back. It didn't take a genius to know what these men were planning to do to him.

Despite how Light tried to stay calm and think rationally, his instincts betrayed him, and he began to fight against his captors. When his captor removed the only article of clothing he had left, Light panicked and screamed at the top of his lungs. But there was no one around to hear him save for Ryuk who simply continued to laugh.

After over an hour of screaming, Light's captors finally stopped, leaving him utterly exposed on the cold, wet ground, his backside covered in blood.

Two hours after they finally left, the rain let up, though Light was in far too much pain to move. Ryuk had left some time before due to boredom, and so Light was alone, tears falling down his face from under the blindfold.

After almost four hours of laying on the ground, Light heard a voice that was so familiar, he began to cry even harder.

"Are you alright?!"

Light cried out in pain when he tried to shift in order to draw the person's attention. Thankfully, his cry seemed to be loud enough, because there was the sound of footsteps on concrete before a hand was on his shoulder, pulling him up into their chest.

"Are you okay?" the voice asked again as he removed Light's blindfold. As soon as they saw his eyes however, they froze.

"Light?"

"Dad," Light responded, voice too hoarse from screaming to be anything more than a whisper. Soichiro Yagami's lips parted in shock, before he slowly tightened his grip on his exposed son.

"Light," he whispered, before swiftly removing his tan trench coat to wrap around his shivering son. "What happened?"

Light only shook his head, far too scarred from his experience to be able to say anything. He sat on the cold, wet ground, his father's trench coat draped over his shoulders as Soichiro looked his son over.

"Light were you-" he cut himself off when he saw the blood that was dripping down his son's legs. Soichiro was silent for a long time, before helping Light wrap the trench coat further around his form.

"Come on," Soichiro said softly, helping his son stand. "Let's get back to headquarters, okay? We'll head back there and you can get dressed then I'll take you to the hospital."

Light didn't answer, eyes staring unseeingly ahead of him as he and his father slowly made their way back to headquarters.

"Mr. Yagami, I need you to-"

"Whatever it is it can wait, Ryuzaki," Soichiro cut the detective off, leading his son over to the chair next to the famed L. L blinked, unused to being interrupted. He placed his thumb between his lips in his nervous habit, and looked over to find Light shivering with tears coursing down his face.

"Light, I'll be right back, okay?" Soichiro promised. "I'm going to get you some clean clothes."

Light only shook his head, gripping his father's shirt sleeve with one hand while the other kept the trench coat wrapped around his bruised body.

"I want to take a shower," he whispered only for his father to shake his head.

"Not until we speak with a doctor," Soichiro said, straightening up and quickly making his way to his son's room. Light sat shivering in his seat, completely ignoring the ever unwavering gaze of Ryuzaki until the detective spoke.

"Where have you been?" he asked. "Your last class let out four and a half hours ago."

Light didn't answer, lips parted slightly as his mind forced him to relive his assault over and over and over. Ryuzaki frowned, placing his hands on his knees as he thought over Light's strange behavior.

Surely this is an act. Ryuzaki thought to himself, watching Light out of the corner of his eye. If he really is Kira...no. He is Kira, I'm sure of it. So since he is Kira, why is he acting like this? Why manipulate his father? What would he get out of that? He'd get more...why not attempt to manipulate me?

Ryuzaki was lost in his musings for longer than he thought, because he jumped when a hand landed on his shoulder. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Ryuzaki looked up to find Soichiro standing there with one arm around a still shaking Light who was now dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans though he still had his father's trench coat around him, one hand gripping it tightly as if it were his protection.

"I'm taking him to the hospital," Soichiro explained to the detective whose eyes remained on Light. "You're welcome to come with us if you'd like."

"Why does he need to go to the hospital?" Ryuzaki asked. He had been observing the boy for twenty-five days, and had seen no sign that the boy was ill. Soichiro bit his lip, looking back at Light's whose brown eyes were glazed over. Taking a shuddering breath, the father tightened his grip on his son's shoulders and looked back at the detective.

"I believe he may have been...assaulted," he explained, eyes flicking to his son when the boy flinched at the word 'assaulted'. Ryuzaki tilted his head to one side, looking Light up and down for any sign that the boy had been assaulted.

"He looks fine to me," he finally noted. Soichiro shook his head.

"Ryuzaki, I believe he was...I think my son was sexually...assaulted."

"Oh," Ryuzaki said quietly, the possibility of sexual assault not having crossed his mind. "I see. Well then...I will join you."

"You will?" Soichiro asked, shock in his voice. Ryuzaki nodded, getting up from his hunched position on the chair to stand slouched before the two Yagami males.

"Yes, I will," Ryuzaki confirmed. There was, of course, an ulterior motive for his wanting to go to the hospital with Light and Soichiro, and it wasn't because he felt bad for the boy. If Light truly was Kira, than he'd been desperate to make the men who'd attacked him pay, because that was what Kira stood for. If he wasn't Kira...Ryuzaki didn't bother to think anymore on that, so sure was he that Light was Kira.

If he is Kira. Ryuzaki mused to himself as he climbed in the front seat with Soichiro on the way to the hospital, Light curled around himself in the back. Then these men will be dead within a week. If he's not Kira...than this is a terrible misfortune indeed.

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