We May Receive
By: PhoenixJustice
Disclaimer: Death Note is owned by Tsugumi Ohba-sensei and Takeshi Obata-sensei. I only own this story and make no profit from this.
Warning: Rated M for sexual content, language, slash, voyeurism, L's real name, Kira!Light, innocent!Light, etc
Pairing: L/Light
Setting: Starting at the first day of Light's confinement and on. Spoilers from books 1-5 of the manga and possibly some of the later ones as well. Some lines taken directly from book 5 of the manga.
Summary: L finds himself drawn to Light Yagami, the young man he was sure was Kira. Days into Light's confinement, something happens which changes both Light and L both. 6 days is watching, sixteen days is the real thing.
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Light Yagami Confinement- Day 1
He watches Light as he sits on the cot in the cell, himself sitting in a chair like he usually does, his hands on his knees.
If he's Kira then it would be best to get him to confess to the killings and demonstrate how he did them. Since that was my plan from the start, I can't say I really like this situation. If newly announced criminals are killed while he's confined like this, does that mean he's no longer Kira? Is that what I will have to conclude...? But it seems that he's set things up to happen like this...Just how far ahead have you prepared, Light Yagami?
No, so far he did not exactly care for the way things were going. He had never underestimated Light Yagami, or so he thought, but apparently the younger man was even more intelligent and insightful than he realized and that could almost be a fatal mistake for him. Never underestimate someone like Light. Like the phrase; play with fire and you'll get burned. And if L Lawliet wasn't careful, then he would end up becoming a pile of ashes. He glances at the tied up Amane.
She was proving more resilient than he thought; and her personality had undergone a transformation as well, at least partly. When she was first caught, she hadn't seemed surprised and went quietly, later she asked that she be killed and then after that she did a complete turnaround; he was unsure of what happened that he could have missed, he had been watching the entire time, but there was obviously something that she had done or had done to her in the space of time from her turnaround.
The only question was...what?
His thoughts get interrupted by the Chief of the NPA, Soichiro Yagami...Light's own father.
"Ryuuzaki," said the Chief, his voice sounding understandably strained; this had to be a hard situation for him, L could see. "I'd like you to take me off the task force."
"Chief!!" exclaimed Aizawa and Matsuda, both sounding shocked.
"My son is now under suspicion and confined as a Kira suspect. I have no right to be here," he continued. "When we were discussing the confinement earlier, I was the only one allowing personal feelings to get in the way."
"Yeah, personal feelings shouldn't be involved." remarked L, looking over at Soichiro. The fact that he had gotten closer to Light and the rest of the task force than any other people, other than Watari, was a moot point and it was something which he didn't allow himself to think of very often.
"A...and..." stuttered Soichiro, glancing downward before looking back at L. "If my son really is Kira...I don't know what kind of actions I may take..."
L grabs his fork off of the table in front of him, the table which held the screen on which he was watching Light and Amane, and pokes at a piece of melon on a plate. "...Yes...I could imagine you killing your son and then yourself..." That was a scenario which he could not, and would not, let happen in any case, even if he found the last bit of evidence he needed against Light being Kira. "I agree that it may be wise to remove you from the case. However..."
He glances at the bit of melon on his fork, waiting for the right moment to take a bite, as it was, his mental capacity was still good, decreasing slightly from the lack of sugar it was used to receiving, so he would have to take a bite soon... "No matter what happens..." He whips the bite of melon in his mouth, his tongue savoring the texture of the fruit and the sweet syrupy taste of the juice as he bites down into it, looking at Soichiro. "Please don't resign from the police."
He would hate if Soichiro left now, a fact which he let himself ignore, and the Chief would never forgive himself if he DID leave.
"Ryuuzaki...My son is seriously suspected of being Kira...I should resign from that alone. That's how the police are."
Then the police were even more idiotic than he once thought.
"...I understand." He wondered if he really did, as he turns to look back at the screen, his wide black eyes focusing on Light and ignoring Amane. He thought he did, but it still seemed rather stupid to him. "But the only people who know that your son is being held as Kira are the task force members here...so if you wish to resign, please wait until we've confirmed that your son is indeed Kira."
Light was still sitting in the same position, head downcast, playing the role of the innocent young man; a role which L knew indeed had to be false. Light's eyes alone showed him who Kira was, pretty eyes though they were...
"Yeah, you're right." sighed Soichiro. "Quitting now would just be running away. I want to see the truth with my own eyes...to see my son exonerated." I fear you may have a long wait for that Chief Yagami-san; like forever... "But at this rate..." Soichiro seemed quite on edge and L wondered if Soichiro would come to the breaking point soon; because he looked close to cracking.
"Ryuuzaki! Will you confine me too?!" Ah, so it begins. "I'm calm now, but who knows when the feelings for my son will go out of control." So his hypothesis was quite correct, that always felt nice to have his hypothesis come true. Well...almost all of them...one still stuck in the back of his throat; the identity of Kira.
"I figured there'd be a chance you'd say that. So I've had Watari prepared for it." Watari also didn't want to see anything bad to happen to Soichiro; the kind of good man that Soichiro Yagami was, didn't come around often in L Lawliet or Qullish Wammy's world; it was rather sad then, because his own son was Kira...
He scoops up a piece of ham from on top of the melon with his fork and picks up a piece of the fruit with his left hand, the right better suited for holding the fork. "Yagami-san, your confinement will be different. You will leave your cell phone on and keep in contact with your family and people on the outside. Light-kun will not be told of this and if he asks about you, we will make it seem like you are here with us. And we will constantly update you as to what is going on in the investigation." He starts to eat the fruit.
"Is that okay?" he asks, mouth halfway full with the fruit.
"Thank you, Ryuuzaki."
It was only after Watari came to confine Soichiro, with Matsuda and Aizawa going down with them to talk to the Chief that L allowed himself to eat the piece of ham.
...He had a reputation to keep after all.
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Light and Soichiro Yagami Confinement- Day 3
Day two had been uneventful and needed no more thought on L's part. Day three was shaping up to be a little different than yesterday; Light hadn't said a word the day before and L had decided not to ask him anything, waiting to see if Light might offer something up himself, which he hadn't. Now it was a day later and Soichiro was also confined along with him and Amane.
Amane's voice suddenly speaks up from her own cell, still blindfolded and tied down to a chair. He couldn't take any chances; if she was really the Second Kira, and all evidence pointed in that direction, then he had to be sure that she was well confined. As the Second Kira could just kill by seeing a person's face, however that worked.
"Mr. Stalker, I want to take a bath," whined Amane. That voice tended to grate on him sometimes and he wondered if the detectives would object to his kicking her. Surely they couldn't stand the whining either. He rather loathed the fact that he had to sit and listen to it; because there was always the chance that she might say something that he was looking to hear. "You know where I live right? Bring me some new clothes."
"This is getting crazy." remarked Aizawa.
"I feel bad for the Chief." said Matsuda.
Soichiro did look worse off than either of the two younger people also in confinement, perhaps it was due to a combination of age, stress and having had a heart attack; and the fact that his own son was Kira...might be Kira...that had to do terrible things to a father. Not that L would know about fathers.
L Lawliet, his given name by his sixteen year old prostitute mother, before dumping him on the doorstep of the closest orphanage, his father could have been any of her regulars or maybe she had an actual steady person, he didn't know. He only knew her age when she abandoned him and her...occupation.
Her name and everything else was a mystery to him, him having been but a little over a year old when she had come back to the city of his birth and found dead in her motel room. There were very, very rare instances in L's life when he actually allowed himself to wonder about those sorts of things, to wonder why she would give him such a name, a name that now meant absolutely nothing to him.
Lawliet had no place in L's world. L was the machine that must eternally run in the name of justice, his own, others; L was the one the world turned to, everyone had forgotten Lawliet, even Lawliet himself. He was...
He blinks rapidly, angry at himself for allowing himself to think those sorts of thoughts. He didn't want to think of those things. They had no place in the world, his or anyone else's, and it was the height of idiocy to allow himself to feel again, for it would lead nowhere good at all. He could not, no matter the circumstance, begin to feel like everyone else again.
L was neutrality, L was the shades of grey in between the darkest evil and the brightest good; he was for the good, but he himself had to keep a level head and think of things neutrally. Emotions only clouded the truth and the things that needed to be done.
Society ran on emotion; whether it was anger or any other emotion. Emotion was what gave Kira so much power, because the overflowing of emotions, fear, surprise, joy, anger, sadness, and so many others, gave him a voice in the world. Emotion was what made people turn to Kira, sad and pissed off at the state of the world. That was one of the many reasons that he would not let emotion ever cloud his head; so L would stay L, as emotionless as he has always been.
"What's happening, Ryuuzaki?" asked Light out of the blue. "Have new criminals been announced these last few days that Kira would target?" Like you wouldn't know, Light-kun.
He pushes the button to the microphone that allowed him to speak to Light only. "Some new criminals have been shown on the news...but none of have been killed since you were put in confinement." Which increases the probability of Light Yagami being Kira by at least 3.5 percent.
Light looks up at the camera, looking earnest and surprised. "Nobody's been killed? Are you sure?" Quite sure, Light-kun. As Kira is sitting in a cell right in front of my eyes. "I see...so then I really am Kira?" He was looking away again, a downcast look on his face. Quite a good act, Light-kun.
But though you may have a beautiful face that can fool everyone else, you cannot fool me. I have seen many faces in my time as the world's three leading detectives, many. Ugly and beautiful both. It's always the beautiful ones that get you, because they can deceive much easier than those who wear their ugliness on the outside, not just the inside. You wear your beauty well Light-kun and hide your ugliness well; except from me.
"It's only been three days," said L, continuing to gaze at Light. "It may be a coincidence." Like L really believed that. But he still didn't have the concrete evidence, the proverbial final nail on the coffin, as it were, to be able to say with 100 percent certainty that Light Yagami was indeed the First Kira.
What's going on? I assumed that the killings wouldn't stop, even with Light Yagami in confinement, yet they stopped immediately... thought L, a thumb at his mouth. Light Yagami seemed to want to be put in confinement. This just strengthens the argument that he is Kira. Now it's just whether he was conscious of being Kira. Even if he was Kira, does he think he can escape by acting like he didn't know he was...? This isn't like Light Yagami...no. It's not like Kira...
Light speaks up again. "Ryuuzaki, what about Misa?" he asks. "Has she revealed anything that would help in the investigation?" He should know that L wouldn't tell him something like that, and he tells him so. "Light-kun, you and Amane are being held as Kira and the Second Kira. I cannot reveal that kind of information to you." He would only if it helped along the investigation in some way. Light should know not to try something like that; did he really expect him to slip up?
"You sure are strict." said Light, still looking away from the camera. "I'm doing this to help figure out the truth too, you know?"
He continued his ever vigilant watch of Light and Amane for many more hours, speaking only to thank Watari who came at different intervals to take his empty plates and cups and put down full ones. Light no longer said anything, and Amane was just rambling on about nothing, so L said nothing further. He debated briefly on whether or not to speak to Soichiro, but decides against it; it was too short a time and further watch was what was needed.
He hadn't been asleep for nearly 87 hours and decided to take a brief rest, not liking that he must take them, even as small as they had become, but he knew that it was needed. He calls up Watari and the older gentleman takes his place while L gets out of his place in front of the screen and moves to one of the other chairs, getting up in the chair to sit back as he usually does, leaning his head on one of his knees.
He glances at the screen one last time as his eyes start to fall closed, his last sight before falling asleep was the sight of a sleeping Light Yagami. Goodnight, Kira...
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Day Five-
Day four had been quite, quite uneventful and again Light had stayed silent, not speaking even when L had attempted to ask him something. He had asked Soichiro to speak to his family and to contact the NPA headquarters. The strain was starting to show on all of them, but especially Yagami-san; the man had already went through having one heart attack and the pressure that was getting put on his son, was also doing damage to him.
These were things that L had noticed quite easily, but that didn't mean that he would change anything that he had been doing, because he wouldn't; no matter how much Yagami-san protested, no matter how much Light-kun protested, he knew that Light Yagami was Kira. This was a fact that he severely doubted would change in his eyes, anytime soon. Light was Kira, just as Amane was the Second Kira. And nothing that Light, or Amane, Yagami, or anyone else could say would change his mind on that.
He gets pulled suddenly from his thoughts as he hears Light speak, turning to look back into Light's cell. "Just have to get through it…even if there's nothing to do…" said Light, out of the blue. Was that a self-response to his current situation or did that have to do with something else? The detective was rather inclined to believe the latter in this case.
Amane suddenly speaks as well, "Mr. Stalker, the video will be boring if all I'm doing is sitting; if you bring me a change of clothes, I can do a lot of poses..." Like he would want to see that--
He glances at Yagami-san's screen; the man was looking up at nothing in particular and looked quite worse for wear.
"The chief looks worse than Light and Amane..." He muttered, watching them all carefully.
"Yeah, understandably," said Matsuda. "It's been five days and no newly announced criminals have been killed. It must be horrible for a father."
"It's now pretty much proven that Light is Kira." Said Aizawa.
You can't say that with certainty, Aizawa-san; not only can that be a grossly wrong estimate, it can also backfire on those who are trying to discover the truth--
He pushes the button on the very right, which let him speak to the Chief only.
"Yagami-san--"
The Chief stands with a clatter and looks into the camera frantically. "What happened? Good news?! Bad news?!"
"No," he said calmly. "Try to relax, nothing will be accomplished by stressing yourself out. This could take a very long time; perhaps you should rest in a more comfortable place?"
"Impossible! There's no place on Earth where I could relax right now," exclaimed Yagami-san, standing very closely in front of the camera, gazing directly into it. "I'm most comfortable right here! No matter the results, I'm not leaving without my son!"
It was a shame that such an honorable man had a killer for a son, especially because he was the biggest mass-murderer the world had ever seen, or would probably ever see again.
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Day Six
It is only to be expected that after a certain amount of time, people would have...needs. Especially an eighteen year old male. So when it happened much later on in the night, so late in fact that the rest of the detectives had left to sleep and Watari had given Amane her last bathroom break before heading to sleep himself, L was left all alone to watch over Light. He had just settled himself down in the chair just how he wanted and was about to pick up his fruit cup when a sound on the screen catches his attention; it sounded like a moan.
He hoped it wasn't Amane going on and on again; she got very tedious and annoying and even more so because he couldn't mute her because he needed to listen to her constantly just in case she said something actually meaningful. Yagami-san could be left alone because L trusted him as much as he could trust anyone (other than Watari anyway; Qullish Wammy was deserving of more trust than anyone else), so he could leave the audio and video off sometimes, though he had not yet, mostly out of habit than anything else.
Then there was Light Yagami--the young man who had taken on the world's burden for his own and became the mass-murderer Kira. L wasn't a hundred percent certain of this yet, but little by little, the case against Light was becoming more and more and pretty soon Light wouldn't have a facade to hide behind any longer.
It was silent again so he starts to pick up his spoon again when another moan stops him. He starts to feel annoyed; it was as if everytime he started to eat, he got interrupted. He leans over, looking at the screens. Amane had fallen into sleep and Yagami-san was sleeping fitfully on his cot. So that left...
He looks over at Light's screen and (was very glad he hadn't taken a bite yet because he would have spit it out as he) sees Light lying halfway on his side on his cot and was obviously the one moaning; his face was turned towards the side of the wall the camera was on and his eyes were closed. He was also rubbing himself quite blatantly against the cot.
L freezes and his eyes unwittingly widen slightly. His throat contracts when Light lets out a loud groan; it seemed Light was having quite an...intense dream. He looks down suddenly and blinks in disbelief as he feels his cock stir in what felt like the first time ever (though it certainly wasn't--he had been a hormonal male too, thank you very much, even if he was the world's greatest detective he still had...urges.)
Light's voice suddenly starts to mutter, dragging L's gaze from his hardening cock to the screen in front of him, "Damn--you...fuck--"
Oh, god that voice. He lets out a shaky breath and one of his hands moves to his pants, almost without his volition, undoing the button and lowering the zipper while his other hand frantically hits a couple of buttons in front of him, turning off the audio and video on Amane and Yagami-san's screens. As his hand starts to extract his cock from his suddenly confining jeans, he freezes once more; just what the hell was he thinking? Doing?
Just this--just this once, he thought hoarsely. If I do let go this one time, then I can keep the rest of it at bay...the rest? Damn you Light Yagami; you will not deviate me from my goal!
His hand starts to stroke his cock, running his hand over the tip, shivering as he does so, pre-come leaking from the tip already; god, just how close was he already? Damn you, Light Yagami, damn yo--
"I...damn you," groaned Light, eyes still closed and locked in sleep, even while rubbing frantically into the sheets. "Damn you--Ryuuzaki!"
His eyes widen to their fullest and he is coming before he could say or do anything else, letting out a startled moan, convulsing in pleasure just as Light does, his eyes unable to look away from the writhing sight in front of him.
When he finally stops shuddering and can fully use all his mental and physical capacities again, with come dripping from his hand, he looks at the screen once more. Light had stopped shaking as well and was now silent and still; he looked at peace.
He looks down at his hand and watches the come drip down off of it onto the floor.
I wish I could say the same thing.
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A/N: Okay, so I forgot I had this fic on my computer, lol. Well, I had it written up to the beginning of day five anyway, and when I was looking over my stories I found it once more and polished it up and finished up the chapter. Yes, this is a multi-chaptered endeavor as well. Don't ask me how long it'll be or anything because I don't know. I'm just seeing where it takes me, and enjoying myself along the way. XD
We'll just see where L and Light shall end up, shall we? XD
Let me know what you thought of this! Expect more soon! :D
--PhoenixJustice