Hey guys, wazzup? Well… to handle this chapter in a sense… I made it a yaoi! Sorry if ya don't like it but the first chapter I made it sound like it and I was in the mood and why the hell shouldn't I? I dunno what will happen with this, so, don't expect anything GREATER *ahem* then cuddling… And some awkward moments. I still don't know yet.

I am currently experimenting with descriptive words! I think it adds depth to stuff . I think my English teacher is going to kill me for long sentences though. Fun… I did some research online… L was born in 1979 on October 31st, and died in 2004 on November 5th at the young age of 26. But I'm betting most of the hard core Death Note/L fans knew that.

I don't own the concept of Death Note (Desu Nōto) and it was made by Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. I only own this plot to my displeasure. And people, there is YAOI in the story now. I repeat YAOI. If you don't like, then please, click the back arrow. It would not be my fault at all if you don't like and if you read, which means no flagging either, please.

-AF-

The strawberry-blonde haired mass murderer stared up at the drab, grey ceiling with every bit of interest.

Looking up had become Light's hobby, seeing as he had nothing better to do other than just look around and think about where he had gone wrong.

Oh so horribly wrong to land himself with a life sentence and no friends.

Was it that he used pawns that were reckless or just plain stupid?

Maybe it was the fact he had a crush towards the black-haired detective?

'NO!," Light yelled in his head.

'You never felt anything towards L. Maybe it was just a lack of having fun. The Kira Investigation really stinted that. Yeah, that would be it! Its gotta be! At least I hope…"

Light smiled at the ceiling at the thought of L's face.

'As long as I'm in here and alive, I'll have the last few days in my mind.'

Just as Light was about to float to his wonderful memories of L and him, joking around, play fighting but yet fighting at the same time, when a guard came in and handed it to him on a piece of paper.

"Don't think that is a piece of your killer notebook, we wrote your name on it and you sure ain't dead."

"Thanks." Light got up stiffly, and retrieved his mail. "Since when did I ever start retrieving mail?"

"Now." The guard left him alone with his letter to stir over what had just happened.

'Did they just leave me alone with a piece of paper? That doesn't sound right at all…"

Light looked at his letter with curious brown eyes. Who would send him something, now of all times?

No address on the front, they probably require that for all prisoners. A curiosity intensifier.

Light opened up the letter cautiously. Never could tell who it was from. Once he knew who it was from the handwriting though, he smiled.

Dear Light,

How is life in prison? I really miss you here at home. Mom is pretty freaked. I think she is still in denial even though Dad keeps trying to convince her that you really are a mass murderer. I shouldn't have written that should I? Oh well. I'm going to be frank with you, you always were with me.

A few days after you were put in jail, I heard Mom and Dad fighting. I didn't know what about, so I left it alone. You always said to stay out of their fights. Well, as it turns out, Dad is selling the house and we're moving. He has completely disowned you, and doesn't want memories. Mom is convincing him that we can't fix a mistake like that and we have to accept that your family. She isn't winning.

We don't go into your room. Mom got freaked that you were killing all those people in your room or our house (like Dad says, memories). She won't go in there to clean, to remember, nothing. Dad disowned you, so he doesn't care. I go in there though, even though Mom says I shouldn't. You are my beloved older brother, and I can't forget you, even if you did kill millions of people. Sibling love, much?

I'm not allowed to tell you what I look like now, or what has happened since you've been gone. Mom and Dad are incredibly embarrassed (they turn red every time they see you on television or when Kira is brought up) and they wanted complete makeovers. Let's just say my hair isn't exactly brown anymore, including my eyes, skin color, and everything else about me. Not even the same clothing style Light! Don't you think they went over board? We're changing our names, too. I'm sticking with Sayu but Yagami has to go says oh great and mighty father. New schools, new house, new everything. I don't have a new brother though.

I gave Matsuda-kun a nosebleed the other day… What do I do about that?

Light looked up from the letter with an angry scowl worth only for a killer. Matsuda thought that kind of stuff about his baby sister? How dare he?!

Light was pissed. And not just any type of pissed, but super pissed.

But then he remembered he was in prison for a life sentence.

Maybe it will be good for Sayu to have more contact with men.

I bet I made you scowl at that. I know you too well Light, and I know that you'll also NOT hurt Matsuda-kun. I'm not sure if I'm really interested in him. I mean, how old is he?

I thought I would be the one to deliver the bad news though. Did you have any interest in your girlfriend, Misa, at all? Misa didn't take the fact you were caught very well. She well… She killed herself the night you were taken away. We just learned about this ourselves. I'm so sorry Light. She left a note for you, explaining her love for you, but its kind of creepy, and I don't know if you want to read it. Mom and Dad won't let me either… But you dated her, not me!

This would be the end of the letter. Its been quite long, hasn't it? Write back to me, will you? I heard news of your punishment, I don't think you'll die.

Remember, I love you, my dearest older brother who may just be the best killer of all time.

Love,

Sayu

"She says that like she is proud of me," Light laughed, but his mood visibly darkened as he read though the letter once again.

"Well, I see Dad has disowned me permanently and Mom is in denial… But punishment?"

Light laughed a little bit more at Sayu's comment lovingly, and then turned back to the ceiling, folding it carefully and placing it in his pocket.

His eighteen year old brain was thinking of the twenty-five year old detective that he had used so much vigor to try to kill, and yet so lovingly let had drawn him close.

'Will L visit me?'

Then came the question he had been dreading.

'How badly did I hurt him?'

Light let his depression sink in yet again.

'Why do I hurt myself in this way? I do have feelings… but I don't. We're on the opposite sides of the justice system.'

Light was about to wander back to his favorite hobby when a scruffy guard and a hot looking guard came in.

"Visitor," the one with a scar across his face said as the slender, more attractive one handcuffed him.

"Get going," the scruff one said with a push as Light stumbled out the cell door.

'Who would be visiting me,' Light thought in question as he walked clumsily down the rather blank hallway.

'Dad disowned-' Light's breath hitched for a second. 'Disowned me, Mom is in denial, Sayu can't come near me. A college friend? No… to them I was just a popularity boost. It couldn't be…'

As he was shoved mercilessly into the visiting room, his question was answered.

Pitch black hair.

Onyx eyes.

Anemic skin.

L was visiting him, in the flesh.

Light rubbed his eyes, not believing this.

"Is it bright in here, Kira-kun?"

Light's eyes widened then turned back to normal. It had been so long since he heard L speak, not to mention the little added 'kun'.

"Since when did you start calling me Kira, not to mention the 'kun', L?"

"That is your alias, right? And I just added kun because you are my only friend, even if you are a mass murderer who tried to kill me. I thought you'd enjoy that after all… I mean, I did tell you about myself, didn't I? You, in a sense, betrayed me."

"Is this all you came here to do, L? To shove this in my face?"

"Actually, no Kira-kun. Nobody has told you about your punishment yet?"

"Punishment?"

"You're coming to live twenty-four/seven with me to be under my full supervision."

Light's heart sped up.

His face paled.

"W-w-why," Light managed to stutter out as L's eyes gazed at him.

"The president wanted you to be under full surveillance. We can't have our Kira dying, can we?"

'Our Kira.'

'Our Kira.'

'Does L really care?'

Light's mind started racing almost too fast as he looked at L.

"When do we leave," Light managed to say, even if it was quiet.

"Right now. Watari is waiting as we speak."

L stood up and held his hand out to Light.

"Come on, Kira-kun, it is time to leave."

Light's brown eyes met the onyx ones.

"If you say so, sir."

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