Okay, this story is very new as I'm writing this, but I don't like the way it's gone so far except for chapter one. I am re-writing all chapters so far but chapter one.

I'm still calling our beloved detective Ryuzaki AND L.

Changes: forget the whole Ryuzaki/L saying "you", because it's not fitting in well. Also the story seems to feel repetitive and somewhat boring. I intend to fix that, and I'm ramming up the romance in the overall story. This story has been boring as crap, and I feel like I'm straying from their personalities. Also I've changed the plot around, but this early it doesn't matter. SO FORGET IT. REDO COMMENCE.

DISCALIMER: Not mine, dude.

L POV

Light Yagami is Kira. I am 45% sure of this fact. I told the Task Force 5%, merely to please them. Besides, the Light I know would strive to prove himself innocent if the likelihood of him being a mass murderer were .5%. But so would Kira. 47%.

Our fight yesterday left me with a painful bruise on my jaw. Light managed to strike right where it would cause me discomfort every time I try to open my mouth and eat something. This, of course, does not stop me.

Light… There are so many things that lead to your conviction, but there are also leads to your innocence. The fact that criminals were still dying whilst you were imprisoned has convinced the others of your innocence. But my theory is that the power of Kira can pass between others, or that you and Miss Amanae were under Kira's control.

I am 44% sure that Misa is the second Kira.

What confuses me is the fact that Light obviously holds no affection for the pretty supermodel he is intimate with. Many males his age and older would love to have a girl of her status tailing them, but Light seems to really annoy her presence.

I decide to ask him. I reach over and tap his shoulder insistently, until he wakes up. We originally had two separate beds, but someone always ended up on the floor due to the chain. After a few days of this we just got a bigger bed and put a spare pillow in between our own.

"Ryuzaki? Is something wrong?"

"Just a quick question. What was your reasoning behind gong out with Misa Amanae, whom you obviously have no feelings for?"

He's taken aback, but still disoriented with sleep. "Um… I honestly don't really remember my exact reasons… I mean, I feel bad for her, and she's nice…" He yawns, then continues. "Just annoying." When his mind is clouded with sleep, he's a lot more open. I must remember that.

"Another memory lapse, hmm?"

"I guess… Hey, it's three in the morning! Ryuzaki, what the heck?"

He's glaring murderously at me now, and I shrug.

"I was curious."

"Couldn't wait until morning? How am I not surprised." He flops back onto his right, before hissing and turning over, holding his shoulder. That's right, he fell quite hard earlier.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine," he snaps, before closing his eyes. "No more questions, right?"

"For now." He drifts back to sleep, and I watch him thoughtfully. I suppose it's typical to say this, but he looks innocent in his sleep.

Light before imprisonment was cold and distant, constantly calculating and guarded. Little emotion passed through his eyes unless he permitted it. Light after imprisonment, however, is not as cold and critical. His eyes betray him more frequently, although his emotions are still well masked. When he says he is not Kira, there is even more conviction behind the words. He truly believes that he has not killed anyone.

Light Yagami is a model of perfection. He is athletic, and honor student, the son any parents want. He is attractive, arrogant, and bored. Sometimes I wonder, is this the real Light? At times, there seems to be a whole other side to him, a more… human side. This side appears in a select few of your smiles, in the occasional glance, and in your sleep. This Light is as far from Kira as any form of Light could be.

I like that Light… I don't want that Light to be Kira. I pause, surprised by my own thoughts. No. Light is only one person. I want Light to be Kira, because that would all fit together, and that is what my instincts are telling me. My instincts have never been wrong before. Light and I are not friends, there is no emotion here. Because in this case, the smallest emotion is unforgivable.

. . .

"Ryuzaki, wake up." I lift my head, blinking the sleep out of my eyes. "You fell asleep like that."

"Like what?" I ask, before realizing that I had dozed off in my preferred crouch, leaning against the headboard. "Oh."

"I can't believe you actually fell asleep," Light states, amusement coloring his voice.

"I may be an insomniac, but I do need to doze off for a few hours at some point or another."

"Obviously." You hold out your wrist so I can unchain you. I fish the key out of my pocket and unlock the cuff. You grab your clothes and slip into the bathroom. You seem to need a shower every day, despite the fact that you are dirtied as soon as the water is shut off. Every other is perfectly fine, but you continue your water wasting ritual.

By the time you come out I have changed and am already sucking at a lollipop form the bowl on my dresser. You run your hand through your hair absentmindedly, a habit I have noticed you tend to do when you are stressed or distracted.

"Is something wrong?"

"No. I just hope we find a lead soon." I nod in agreement before re-cuffing you and tugging you towards the door. "Hey, be patient!" I don't say anything, but I pause for a few seconds.

In the kitchen, I notice you rubbing your shoulder.

"Do you want some ice?"

"No, I'm fine, thanks." Not accepting help seems like something Kira might do. It's also a sign of arrogance, but better safe that sorry. 48%. I absently stir sugar into my coffee while you pull the milk out.

"How much sugar can you ingest before you die?" I turn, tilting my head curiously.

"What?"

"Just thinking aloud."

"…I don't know. I tend to consume more sugar than other people-"

You snort. "Really? You've probably gone immune to all side effects of it, including weight gain." Your eyes flick over my figure, which I know is severely thin.

"Quite possibly. Do you like sweets, Light?"

You shudder. "No, really not my thing." By the time you've finished your cereal and me my toaster waffles, and we're about to resume work, the other Task Force members are here. And Misa has awakened and come down from her room.

"Liii-iight!" she practically sings, hugging you from behind.

"Oh, hi Misa." There is fake enthusiasm in your voice, but you seem to have everyone but me fooled. "How are you?"

"Great! Light, let's go on a date!"

"Misa, we can't. You don't want Ryuzaki to be following us around on this chain, do you?"

She pouts. "No, but I want to be with just Light! Please, Ryuzaki?"

I shake my head. "No, sorry Miss Amanae. But it's fine with me if you want to go on dates, I'll just have to stick along."

She sighs melodramatically and clings to Light's arm. "Fine, we'll just have to stay here. And no more fighting, you two. I don't want Light to get hurt again!" she coos, patting him on the very shoulder that he fell on. He winces slightly, obviously trying to cover the pain. He really did fall hard.

"We should get to work," Light says, and we walk over to the computers with Misa fluttering around Light like a Lolita butterfly covered in heavy perfume and lace.

"Can Misa-Misa watch you work?"

"Uh, sure, but it's probably pretty boring," Light warns playfully, but Misa plops herself in Light's lap anyway. Obviously he's not going to get any work done.

"I don't care!" she wraps her arms around Light's neck and cuddles into him. I delve into today's copy of the paper, searching for abnormalities. Every few seconds Misa asks a new question, and eventually she goes into the story of her last photo shoot. Light just nods and smiles when appropriate, and decidedly gives up on working. I read and re-read the paper, partially because I want to squeeze any last bit of info out that I can, and partially because I didn't manage to comprehend anything the first time due to the constant chatter.

"Why don't you three go upstairs?" Aizawa calls, obviously frustrated with the constant noise.

"Oooh, yes! Light, come on!" Misa grabs his hand and pulls, causing the chain to practically knock me too the ground. I scramble to my feet and glare at my spilled strawberries. Curse you, Aizawa.

Up in Misa's room, she sits on Light's lap and proceeds to inform us of her upcoming shoot with the famous Hideki Ryuga.

"It's for his TV show! But I have to kiss him! I promise I wont, though, because I love Light and I wont kiss anyone else!" My mind wanders as she rambles on, and my thoughts drift to Light. In the two and a half weeks we've been changed together, he only seems to be more eager to catch Kira. His determination is admirable. It's plain in his eyes, when the real Light shows through that he wants to stop the murderer. He wants to bring true justice down on Kira.

I don't want Light to be Kira. No, I went over this earlier. It all makes sense, Light has to be Kira. I don't like Light. Light doesn't like me. The "friends" thing is a lie, a show. Light Yagami is Kira. I am 48% sure of this.