Inspiration:Inspired by "In This Moment" by Since October
Summary: When Watari leaves a box full of belongings on L's bed, Light is curious. He opens it to reveal baby clothes. He also finds a diary? Who is its owner? LxLight Alternative Universe. Slightly canon. Shounen-ai.
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In this Moment: Prologue
Secrets are lies.
That is one of the few truths that are proven in this world.
Light withheld many secrets, and was sure that L had secrets too.
He did not imagine that L's secrets were deeper than the ocean.
They were deeper than what he imagined.
He thought that all he was going to find in this little notebook were embarrassing teenage memories.
He laughed as he sat on his bed, ready to read it.
What happened, you may ask?
Previously, L had decided that he would take a bath. Naturally, he could not let his suspect go inside with him.
That would have been awkward for Light, who was still a teenager, and even though he was close to adulthood, he did not have the maturity yet to bath with another person.
He was mature in a lot of things; that was for sure.
Yet, he felt that people needed their own privacy.
Anyhow, he handcuffed Light to a bed pole and went inside the bathroom. Light, a little irritated, watched as the detective left with a towel to his bathroom.
For the time being, he decided he would keep thinking of more ideas to prove his innocence.
He was being, incorrectly according to Light, accused of being Kira.
"Ryuzaki, I brought what you requested." Watari announced as he entered the bedroom.
Light looked up from his lap and stared as Watari placed a brown carton box on L's unused bed.
"Light, do you wish to be released?" Watari inquired, taking out a key.
Light nodded.
"However, I shall lock you in the room." Watari added as he closed the door again. Light heard a locking sound, and then sounds of footsteps that gradually vanished.
Light rested on the bed, his head relaxing over the white pillow comfortably.
He closed his eyes and let out a small sigh.
He opened his eyes again.
It was very boring to be waiting for the detective. It seemed he was taking his sweet time.
Light sat up and looked around the room, taking in the details for the first time. It was a plain white room, with only two beds and a cabinet. The beds were close together, because of the chain that L insisted in having on even while they napped.
His gaze finally stopped on the box.
'I wonder what that is…' Light thought, and sat up on the bed, making the bed creak quietly at his sudden movement.
He mentally chided himself for being nosy. That was not something of his business, he decided.
Still…
Light stood up and grabbed the box, mentally cursing himself.
But then again, he was really bored.
He opened it, and his eyes widened slightly in mild surprise.
'Clothes. But these are for toddlers! Why would L want this?' Light smirked as an image of L in baby clothing appeared in his mind, and then shook his head.
'I must be really bored.' He thought with certainty.
He allowed his hands to roam around the inside of the box. His hands eventually stopped on something that had a rectangular shape. Light raised an eyebrow.
"What is this…?" He muttered.
Now, here he was, holding a journal that said 'Diary' in its cover.
To add on to his luck, it was in Japanese. He could read it. He could not help but smirk in satisfaction.
It was a blue notebook. It was dusty, showing it had been hidden, in that box perhaps, for a long time.
Light flipped open the first page and stared at it expectantly. His smile turned into a face of interest.
It was a handmade picture, of two people. Light could not tell who they were because it seemed to be drawn by the hand of a young child.
Light stared at it, almost in a daze. The sound of the water stopping from the nearby bathroom took him out of his trance.
L would be coming out and catching Light if he didn't hurry!
Light turned another page and started to read words that appeared to be written by the hand of a child.
Interesting.
Entry Number One
R learned how to walk today. I had to teach him outside of school grounds of course.
Nobody has discovered me yet, except for A, who promised to take care of R while I was gone.
I am really grateful that A agreed to it. I thought he would tell B and then he would turn us in, as if I was a criminal and R was the brilliant and priceless jewel.
It fits for R, but it does not fit me. I am no criminal. I have legal papers stating that he is my child.
No one can take him away from me.
I do hope that I turn eighteen soon.
I think that there is still ten years that I have to wait. It is too long in my opinion.
I have to do my homework. I guess I hesitated in writing for too long. Two hours for a small entry. Then again, I must say that this is the first time I write in this.
L
Light widened his eyes. L had written this when he was eight?
That must have been a long time.
And he had a kid?
Light narrowed his eyes. 'Who would have a kid at eight years old...?'
Light stared at his lap, his eyes revealing his deep concentration.
'A child... L is a father... Perhaps he had intercourse with a woman and she dropped the baby on L?'
Light could not help but frown.
He picked up the notebook and looked for a place to hide it. He finally settled for his shirt. He would be able to feel it there every time he walked.
"Ryuzaki, do you have a wife? Or a girlfriend?" Light questioned L as he kept looking through the Yotsuba records. He heard the sipping sound coming from L stop.
After L had finished with his shower, the two young men went to the main room where everyone was working.
L surprised them with a day off, which most of them reacted by leaving. Light's father stayed to make sure his son would be fine, and Matsuda offered his services before he left.
Once he made sure Light would be okay, and once Matsuda brought cake and coffee, L and Light were left alone.
Light subconsciously clenched his teeth. 'Likely to be a yes now...'
Light kept staring at the computer screen, afraid to glance at L.
"No, I do not." L replied, and went back to drinking his coffee.
"So you don't have any kids running around?" Light said, forcing his tone to take on one of concern and pity.
L placed his cup on the table and looked at Light, showing his attention.
"I used to." He said. For a brief moment, Light saw a spark of sadness in his eyes.
Light immediately felt guilty, then angry again.
'He had a lover then!' He restrained from showing any emotion and faked a teasing smile.
"So it means you are not a virgin, right?"
L put his thumb on his lips thoughtfully.
"What is with those questions, Light-kun?"
"You did not answer my question." Light muttered.
"You did not answer mine as well."
"Answer mine first." Light snapped. L paused for a moment.
"I have not been with anyone, actually. I do wonder why you would want to know."
Light shrugged, furtively in a happier mood at L's response. "I thought it'd be interesting to know about you on a more… personal scale. We are friends after all."
"Of course." L replied curtly.
Light gave him a look of curiosity.
"So how did you get a kid then?"
L smiled. Light blinked, surprised. That smile was so genuine... Beautiful even.
'Beautiful?' Light thought, and rolled his eyes mentally. 'I must be out of my mind.'
"I was his legal guardian when he was just a baby. We spent so much time together for some years before. ... And then.…"
L stopped abruptly and then turned his face to the computer. Light blinked, confused.
"Ryuzaki?"
"Go back to work, Light-kun." He said, his tone making it clear that the conversation was over.
Light returned to his laptop.
The two spent the rest of the afternoon working silently. His caramel eyes sometimes drift to where L was, and then they would look away quickly if they met L's, who was starting to question his suspect's actions.
"Light-kun has been staring." He accused in a mild tone afterwards. It was nighttime, and they were just taking a small break.
Light looked down at his dinner slightly embarrassed at the fact that he had been caught. Naturally, he never let that feeling linger for too long.
"I was thinking about what you said earlier." He responded, curiosity dissolving the shame.
"I suppose it is natural. I did not say much that would make sense. I do not talk much." L said after a few moments of silence. "I am not a person who engages in personal conversations. In fact, I am quite the opposite."
"Even so, Ryuzaki, do you remember what you said earlier? We are friends, remember?" Light pointed out.
"I do recall that. May I remind you that I revealed some things to you earlier? I am sure you would not go asking around whether a person is a virgin or not."
Light flushed, embarrassed again.
His shame quickly turned to anger as he saw L's smirk.
"What would you know? You are rarely outside!" Light yelled.
"That does not mean there are no other resources to finding out what is going on in the world."
Light seethed quietly. It sounded as if he was still laughing at him!
"Experiences are worth more than stories, Ryuzaki." Light muttered.
"So you say." L responded, still more concentrated on his 'dinner'.
"What happened to that child of yours anyway?"
A long tense silence ensued after that. Light could not see L's expression, for it was covered by the angle of his face and his bountiful hair.
Light scowled and turned his back to L by turning around the computer chair, feeling a mixture of anger and shame.
"... I do not remember..." Light heard L whisper in a sorrowful tone.
Light raised an eyebrow, puzzled. He turned back to facing L, who was still staring down at his cake.
"What do you mean, Ryuzaki?"
L looked up, and Light almost wanted to pull him into a hug.
L had his face twisted into a face that you would see in someone's face when they are in deep pain. Light marveled at the sudden release of emotions.
He truly felt like hugging the detective.
Light then fought his sudden urge and stared at L.
"I lost my memories. I do not remember three years of the time I took care of him."
Light felt pity fill him. "Why not?"
"That is what I wish I knew."
L turned back down to his cake, and started to eat once again, as if nothing had happened. His face was neutral once again.
Meanwhile, Light just stared at L, contemplating the situation.
'So you had an adopted son... And he seems to be important. Why would you show so much emotion?'
Light looked perplexed for a moment and then stared at L again.
Was he jealous?
Impossible.
In this moment, Light was doubting himself.
And he did not like it one bit.