Light Yagami was a promising, and brilliant, college student. He'd gone through his entire life feeling the class work was too easy but not trying to skip a grade. He didn't like standing out anymore than his attractive good looks and brains already made him. He was good at sports of various kinds and in good shape. He didn't want to jump ahead when he was younger and be even more of a weirdo.
To Light, he was strange. Most teenagers always thought about guys or girls in some general retrospect. Light Yagami had no apparent sex appeal in school until college where he dated a new girl every month just to keep the others off of him. Any longer than that and the girls began to think she was special.
However, these girls still loved to be pampered and loved and to have all of Light's attention on them. This was another reason he dumped them. He couldn't concentrate properly with them around.
Then one day...
"Yagami-kun?" he had heard the familiar call of a female student.
"Yes?" he turned around and saw a petite girl wearing a black sweater over a dark blue t-shirt and a black skirt with black stockings and shoes. She blushed and nodded.
"My name is Misa and I... Would you date me?!" she'd almost screamed in her nervousness. "I wont get in the way of your studies. I know how important they are to you. I just want to be of use to you, Light-kun."
Her earnest tries and promises must have been what finally made him say yes. He'd been dating Misa for nearly a month now. If he kept up his normal pace, he'd be dumping her within the next two weeks. However, she'd kept her word and left him alone when he was studying or working. She never said anything bad about his dreams as long as he respected hers. Overall, he was speechless on her behavior. When in public, though, she was a normal girl and would cling to him and love him like he would die tomorrow.
Light Yagami ran a hand through his hair as he headed home this chilly night. He'd just gotten off a plane after spending three days back home with his parents for Thanksgiving in California and the chilly New York air was, well, chilly. Chilling to his bones after the much warmer California air.
"God needs to rethink his weather plans." Light spoke to himself. 'Oh great. Now look at yourself, Yagami. You're starting to talk to yourself. Maybe you should get a roommate or something.'
However, despite these thoughts, Light had not planned to find a person unconscious on his doorstep. He quickly dropped his bags and unlocked the front door. Light put the person on his couch and put two blankets over them.
It was a teen, about his age, with messy black hair and wrinkly clothing. He wore no shoes and so his feet were nearly frostbitten. After getting his stuff inside, and making sure the strangers feet were clean, Light began to rub down the feet, warming them up.
He smiled when he could see the color coming back to them. Now the only question was, who was this guy?
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Black eyes blinked open. A fireplace was lit and giving off beautiful heat. A white sponge ceiling was spread out above him. Warm, comfortable blankets were covering him and fuzzy socks kept his tender feet warm.
'Feels like... home?' the eyes blinked and looked over to the chair in the room. A light brown haired boy was sitting in a chair, sleeping. His legs were curled on the chair and he was resting his head on his arms.
The boy with these black eyes sat up, pushing back the covers. He looked around the room he was in. The livingroom of a small home. Out the window, he could see the snow falling gently. From inside, it always seemed like a peaceful force of nature.
'Where am I? Am I dreaming?' he wondered, his fingers brushing over the softness of the top cover. 'Hm.. Faux mink. Nice. Soft. Warm.' he noted.
His attention to detail was overtaken when he heard the other boy waking up.
"Mmm." Light groaned. He pushed himself to a sitting position and rubbed his eye. When he opened his eyes he saw the black haired boy from earlier was sitting up and staring at him.
"Oh, you're awake." he smiled lightly. "My name is Light Yagami and I found you on my doorstep. What's you're name?" he asked, deciding to get everything done as quick as possible.
"L." the boy responded.
"Huh?" Light's smile was replaced by a confused look.
"My name is Ryuzaki." the black haired boy repeated.
"Well it's nice to meet you, Ryuzaki." Light walked over and sat on the floor.
"You too, Yagami-kun." L nodded.
Silence reigned over the room and L found himself watching the snow outside. It fell slow and silent, building up on the windowsill until the wind blew it away or it fell away. The process would continue to repeat until a bird landed on the sill or until the sun dried up all the snow.
"Can I ask why you were on my front step?" Light's voice broke into his thoughts. He shook his head.
"I'm sensitive to the cold. I guess I just passed out and I happened to be at your house." L responded, looking around. "Do you have any sweets?"
"Uh.. Sure." Light got up and brought back a bag of Hershey kisses. L ate them one by one, carefully pulling off the wrappers.
Light watched him eat, confused by the strange teen and yet hypnotized by his actions.
"You guess?" he finally spoke, a thought hitting him. "You mean you... don't remember?"
L stopped peeling the kiss in his hand and stared at it. He squinted his eyes, as though trying to think of a hard word or trying to make the chocolate explode.
"I don't remember what I was doing last night.. No. It's the only thing I can't remember. Why was I outside?" L finally popped the chocolate in his mouth. "However, if you keep thinking about it too much, you may become wrinkled like your father."
"What do you know about my father?" Light glared lightly at Ryuzaki. Ryuzaki made an 'oops' face.
"Allow me to explain." L offered, pulling something from his back pocket. "I am in charge of secret, central intelligence in the New York Police." he was showing his I.D.. Ryuzaki, but no last name.
"Not so secret if you go around showing random people." Light pointed out, poking the I.D.
"You are Chief Yagami's son, Light Yagami. I knew who you were. This is another reason why I'm trying to remember why I was in this area last night." Ryuzaki pulled his legs to his chest and seemed to go into deep thought.
"Okay, well I'm going to go make me some breakfast. Do you want anything, Mr. Sweets?" Light asked, standing up.
"Oh. If you make pancakes, I'd like some." L smiled and Light shook his head before going into the kitchen.
L sat on the couch and stared into the fire. Why? Why was he outside in this weather? It didn't make any sense.
Onee-chan 1: This chapter is dedicated to Lady of the Squirrels. Thank you for making my day.
This story will be posted between now and Christmas. Probably posting about one chapter every two days. And now, something that isn't usually in my nature to do.. (Usually my sister does this sort of thing..).. A preview.
Preview for Chapter Two:
"It is neither a solid, nor a liquid. Not even a gas. More like..."
"Whatever. Fine, I'll leave. But you have to promise to introduce me sometime." she smiled innocently and Light couldn't help but smile back. "I'll see you in school." Misa leaned up and kissed Light on the cheek.
L looking at the ceiling with a bored sigh. Three days ago, L realized...