/Author's Note/
I have never written fanfic before in my life. I'm pretty sure this is going to be really OOC and just plain bad, so feel more than free to leave a review. Thanks!
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Light could not believe his own ears.
"As I said, I have all the evidence I need to prove that you are Kira."
His heart skipped a beat and his pupils dilated. He licked his lips nervously, them having dried out from the autumn chill. L was facing him with a silent fury and determination.
"However, because you are my first and only friend, I will present you with an alternative."
Light choked back a whimper and looked up at the slouched detective, who was seemingly pained by his own words. He soon smirked lightly, however, and it seemed obvious that he felt no guilt towards the criminal standing before him.
L paused and looked at him for a moment. After too long a silence, Light forced out a word.
"What…"
He swallowed and breathed in before continuing. This wasn't what he'd been used to. He planned all his actions out specifically so they wouldn't get him in to a mess like this. A small miscalculation is all it took to bring him down to the level of an anxious, stuttering bundle of nerves.
"What is it?"
L, pleased at his reaction, let out a laugh.
"If you don't want your identity to be revealed to the police, you should probably agree to this next thing."
Light became even more nervous at the thought of what kind of proposition would require such extreme blackmail measures. He tried to purge the thought, but realized that it was useless. His whole being was concentrated on the current issue. He felt his toes curl.
"I have a group of… Friends, who I share common interests with. If you can please them, I might just not have you shot."
Kira twitched at the pause before "friends". This all sounded horrible and he hated himself for getting into this situation.
"What do you want me to do?" he questioned, almost whispering.
"You'll see when you get there."
L's condescending tone both scared and enraged Light. He forced himself not to strangle the taller detective right then and there, and tried to coerce some kind of answer out of him.
"How am I supposed to agree to doing something while having no idea what it is!?"
"Let me put it this way: would you rather get killed a week from now, or agree to something considerably less life-threatening, even though you don't know what it is?"
Light flushed and tried to come up with a retort. He opened his mouth and closed it, and realized that there was no way he was getting out of this. He took a long pause and tried to collect himself.
"…Fine."
It's not like he actually agreed to the idea this quickly. He'd accept L's proposal, then find a way to kill him later. Yes. That was the plan.
L let out another laugh.
"That's what I like to hear!"
Light tried to avoid screaming while the detective pulled out his cellphone. He fumbled around with it for a few seconds, then dialed a number in his contact list. Light let out a shaky breath.
"Hello? Oh, it went very well. Yes, he agrees to do it. Should I bring him over now? Yes, okay. Haha, I can tell! I'll be there as soon as I can."
L turned back to Light with a slight smile on his face. It wasn't a gentle smile. It was one that signified something devious was brewing in the mind of its beholder.
"Where are you taking me?"
"You'll find out later. Come now, we better get there fast."
The lanky detective already started to walk out of the room, only to be stopped by Light's voice.
"Ryuzaki! Tell me where I'm going!"
L, now noticeably aggravated, lashed back.
"Don't you think you're in a bad position to be demanding anything right now?"
Light, reminded again of his current situation, hung his head and continued to walk in silence.