hiya...chapter 2...I hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter and thank you to all who commented. I'm not quite sure about the Bilbo Baggins thing either but oh well what's done is done :)

anyways here is chapter two i'm sorry if its mega over descriptive ...i do that sometimes - also i have repetitive comma disease so i apologise now for any mile long sentences

read on...

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Lawliet paused and wondered why in gods name there was anyone out here in the middle of the night. For one it was dark, two it was freezing and three he had chosen a secluded area. All the facts surmised that it should be quiet.

Not yet turning to acknowledge the voice he mulled over the options before him; fight or flight (quite literally). He gently nipped at his already abused thumb, wisps of his dark hair gently smothering his thought-filled eyes.

He turned.

His wide eyes focused and saw only an outline of male proportions, the man was shadowed in the darkness accompanied by a pair of dimming hazel eyes. Obdurate gazes met and L observed, his sharp intelligent eyes missing nothing. Those eyes were intelligent also, cold though, apathetic.

But just for an instant he observed a crack in the mans facade...a flash crossed the black irises opposite... something behind those eyes was missing. What he saw was so familiar to him he didn't even have to think about it ; they were spiritless, just as fed up and trapped as him it seemed. L vaguely wondered if one had to book slots nowadays, maybe it had been this mans turn and he had impeded.

"your going to knock my coffee over if you do that"...'maybe not his slot then'..."And i don't quite think its an appropriate time to take a swim in the river at this current point in time".

'Hn' arrogant...

Although this comment was made politely enough Lawliet could pick out the scathing sarcasm so subtly placed within, laced elegantly with fake politeness, ready to fool an unsuspecting victim. L would not, could not be fooled!

Corpse white eyelids slowly descended over pit-less obsidian orbs and a shy grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he mused...'my death was prevented by a hot beverage and an arrogant man... how ironic'

"I'm sorry but are you going to move..." there that voice was again interrupting again... "or am i going to have to buy myself another coffee?".

'Ah' no more false manners now, just irritation showed.

L not really listening was busy thinking how angry he was for being interrupted during this pivotal moment in his life. He had been so sure of his liberating idea that he hadn't questioned it at all but now the "great" L found himself in unknown waters. He was doubting himself.

He was now totally engrossed with internal deliberation, eyes focused on a bridge cable as he tried to work out how in the hell that had happened, his thoughts of jumping slowly ebbing away with the tide. A spidery leg was reluctantly withdrawn from the icy railings and a shiver crawled vertebrae by vertebrae along his hunched spine as his feet made contact once again with solid ground.

He stood, tattered jeans gently rustling as he carefully schooled his apathetic facade.

"Thanks" the man muttered reaching for the paper cup and giving a polite bow before turning to leave...

"..."he paused

"I'm glad you didn't jump,...I would hated to have had to jump in there after you"

"hn" L nodded 'so he does have a conscience even if he's a sarcastic bastard'

With that the figure stalked off into the night quickly disappearing as the darkness engulfed him.

L felt, for probably the first time in his life ever so slightly insulted. Of course he like many other people had insults flung at him on a daily basis: his sugar intake, sloppy clothing and his dealings with cases. However these had never bothered Lawliet as he with his enormous intellect considered himself Superior to them, he merely pitied their lack of intelligence. He himself remaining ever detached from reality. Their opinions didn't matter to him... nothing had seemed to matter anymore but yet that man. L had seen the intelligence in his eyes, the fleeting emotions revealed so similar to his own. The man had set off his inquisitive nature. L wondered if he had actually met someone with an intelligence rivaling his own.

'Could it be he wasn't quite as alone as he thought in his dilemma?'

With that parting thought left the place, fading off into the darkness, trainers shuffling, brain whizzing with the possibility of a different way out of the bottle. He made his way back to the hotel with new purpose. A purpose for once not centered around others; criminals and those who sought to capture them.

He slipped back into the room silently depositing his rucksack somewhere on the suites floor shed his coat and shoes then hopped into an easy chair bringing his knees up. His head rested delicately on his knees his mess of hair hiding it from view, the new possibilities open to him filled his head lulling him into a dreamless sleep.

Maybe he could escape monotony after all.

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well thanks for reading do please tell me what you think. And if it wasn't two obvious there the other man is light/raito and yes he's being a bit of an arse here buts that's my plot so please don't flame me.

anyways I'm off to America for six weeks next week so it may be a while before i get to update ...i don't know if I'll have time to type this stuff out but I'll try to get another chapter done at least before i go :)

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