A/N: Just in case you didn't know Death Note belongs to Ohba and Obata. Not me. This is just for fun.

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Chapter 3 Almost Easy

Beyond is just a tool. Light reminded himself even as he claimed the other's mouth with his own. A shiny new tool, but a tool none the less. Alright, maybe a bit of a toy that was very fun to play with, but whatever this was it wasn't passion. It wasn't love. He did not have such weaknesses. He was probably incapable of feeling anything deeper than… whatever this was—which he figured was fortunate because ultimately such frivolities would get in the way of his goals.

But Kira is a gracious God. He would reward those tools that pleased him. After all that was the first time he had enjoyed such attentions—he wasn't beyond showing gratitude, and it wouldn't hurt to let the other man think he cared for him (and that he wasn't at all opposed to doing that again.)

As Light roughly trapped the other against the wall he congratulated himself on managing to take the wily killer by surprise like this. The other man had yet to deter him. Light finally pulled back out of a need to breath and giggled a bit upon seeing the utterly shell-shocked look on the other's face.

"You're amazing."

L blinked in confusion. "You… you didn't mind last night?"

Light felt some strange, foreign feeling welling up in his chest (it was probably indigestion) Beyond was the first one to ever give a crap about how it was for him. But while Light was grateful to Beyond that didn't mean he was going to roll over and be his bitch...

L noted the cute dusting of red that spread across his cheeks but Light quickly covered it with a self-satisfied smirk. "Fishing for compliments? Surely you already know damn well how good you are."

Light draped himself over the other man, he generally disdained physical contact but he had a role to play here. And he realized, to his chagrin, that the other was right. When it was Beyond doing it, he didn't mind at all...

L remained petrified as Light got in close. He recognized that mad glint in his eyes. It was the OTHER one, the dangerous one, (and apparently the one that oozed sex appeal without even trying).

L remembered; he had seen this before, watching the Yagami boy yesterday (and in re-watching the tapes of his own therapy sessions.)

He's just like me! This is his other self! L didn't know if anyone else saw it, but he did. Light's eyes were gleaming red. Just like when L watched his own therapy tapes he swore that he saw his own eyes turn red when Beyond took control. However when he brought it up the doctors had only looked at him in confusion and scribbled notes marking that he was also possibly delusional. They told him that nothing happened to his eyes, that they were black and that they were always black. (At that point L became disillusioned with his "doctors," half-expecting them to ask him how many fingers they were holding up... Though they had wanted to know why Beyond kept (creepily) staring over their heads. L had no idea and told them so... )

L didn't know what manner of monster currently had him trapped against the bathroom wall but if he was anything like Beyond he was extremely dangerous. Though his body remained stock-still, (petrified with fear at the thought of being at the mercy of someone just like Beyond) L's mind never stopped calculating the variables and possible resolutions to this scenario. Alas 'kick him really hard, run, and scream for help' seemed like all he could come up with to escape his current situation. But it would be very risky. L wasn't sure how good a fighter the kid was. He knew next to nothing about the other boy—well other than the fact that he was Japanese (unsurprising since they were in an asylum in Japan… his accent suggested he came from somewhere in the Kanto region) and he possibly had a vindictive streak (though it was understandable given the circumstances of their meeting.) Also he had paradoxically come running to the rescue when he fell suggesting he had a strong sense of justice. And he had to be brilliant, a genius, in order to fool the others so flawlessly in here… (But why did this profile seem familiar? L ignored that thought for the moment focusing on the immediate issue of the boy nibbling and licking at his neck but it remained—like a splinter in the back of his mind...) L had also gleaned the ever-useful data of 'sleeping with him feels very nice' and 'he had mean right-hook.' But that was the other Light. Not the red-eyed demon that that was currently all over him. This one was definitely hiding something dark behind his smiles… Even so, fighting wasn't exactly the option L wanted to pursue seeing as 'this feels nice' seemed to be overriding any of the many, many, misgivings he had at the moment (on the plus side fighting didn't seem to be what the other had in mind either.)

As Light gently worked his hand other the other's sweater, he noted, with satisfaction and amusement that Beyond had yet to deter him. Maybe he could top him after all…. Light nuzzled into the other's dark mane and whispered seductively "I suppose I'm not averse to doing that again but see that you fulfill your end of the bargain."

L stared suspiciously at the younger man. "I don't recall agreeing to anything."

L watched the rage that was carefully hidden almost the instant it appeared. Light chuckled. L felt a chill travel up his spine at the sound (oh he belonged here all right.) The younger man smiled pleasantly (though to see it, it gave more of the impression of a wolf baring its fangs) and said "Need I remind you of what happens to those who defy me?"

L was about to make a snide remark about needing to be reminded but for some reason he blurted out "You're cute when you're angry," instead. L wondered, worriedly, if Beyond had managed to take control for a moment there. That was worrying indeed…

Light went red as a tomato and seemed to be unaware of the fact that he was gazing besottedly into L's eyes.

Beyond had such beautiful eyes. Shinigami eyes… That were… black? Oh SHIT!

"You're not Beyond." This time fear flashed across his face but, again, he quickly masked it. And again it wasn't quick enough to go unnoticed by L. Light pushed him off and put some distance between them, and (to L's disappointment) hastily covered himself with a towel. "Who are you?" Light demanded.

L put his thumb to his lips as he unabashedly stared back. "That's what I'd like to know."

Light crossed his arms across his chest and gave the other a calculating look. "Ryuuzaki, you know who I am. I'm Light Yagami."

"No, you're not." L stated, matter-of-factly.

"Yes, I am," Light responded with dangerous calm.

"I don't doubt that's Light Yagami's body. But you are not Light Yagami."

Light rolled his eyes "I don't have to listen to this," he tried to push past him out the door, but L stood in his way. "Get out of my way!"

"Second Light-kun is being very rude. He offers to sleep with me but now he won't even tell me his name."

Light turned red humiliation as he sputtered out "You're delusional!"

"Said the pot to the kettle. You're just like me and I know I belong here. So do you." Light cringed as L got in his personal bubble, gazing beseechingly into his eyes. "Please. You need to tell them, second Light-kun, so that they can treat you. Before you hurt someone… or is it already too late?" Without really thinking about it L lay a hand on Light's shoulder… and without warning Light punched him hard in the face. L scowled, a rare display of emotion, before he retaliated by kicking Light across the room. Light looked up to see the man who was not Beyond looming above him where he lay naked on the wet tile floor.

"NO!" the teen squeaked out.

L watched bemused as the other scampered away until he was desperately, possessively clinging to the wall, his chest wheezing, his eyes wide and terrified as if he was going to have a heart attack from him just being there.

Was this the same boy that had him shaking in fear mere moments ago? L never considered the feeling might be mutual. He backed away and put his hands up in a placating gesture.

"Okay, I get it, it's your wall."

L watched wide-eyed as the other continued wheezing and… was he crying?

Panic attack! He' s having some kind of…

L was really at a loss about what to do…

"I'd say I was sorry for kicking you but I'd be lying. You hit me…"

That's right he hit me, for no reason... No that's not true, L realized as he ran through the profile that was building in his head. Light isn't the type to do something without reason... So what set him off? Maybe he freaked out just because I touched him?

L experimented with that hypothesis by reaching out again. The younger man flinched and darted away, "Don't. Touch. Me!" he snarled, his features contorted in fear and desperation. He looked like a cornered animal, ready to fight him to the death should he come any closer.

That WAS the trigger… which left L utterly mystified considering Light's earlier behavior. L put his thumb to his lips. Had Light changed personalities? No. L still perceived red eyes (and while that wasn't enough for the doctors that was enough for him. He might have a slight problem but he still trusted his own perceptions). So what had changed? L was suddenly struck by the obvious—Light was still naked from the shower and after what he, no what Beyond did last night…

"I'm not going to rape you, you know." L said with his trademark bluntness. It was an assurance made in the completely wrong way. A choked whine escaped from the teen's throat.

That's what he's afraid of? But he was all over me when he thought I was Beyond! Just what happened…?

Meanwhile as Ryuuzaki seemed distracted by his musings Light searched for an out, something he could use if it came down to it. His watch was with his clothes on the other side of the room but even so that wasn't really an option. For one he didn't know Ryuuzaki's real name (and then he and B shared a body. If he killed Ryuuzaki he'd lose B and his Eyes). Light's fingers felt around behind him on the dirty bathroom floor finding just dust, hairs, and then in a stroke of good fortune, a discarded pen. Light surreptitiously clasped the pen in his palm like it was a protective talisman.

L sighed and crouched down on the floor, getting as close as he dared. When the other continued to hyperventilate the former detective tried sitting normally. This wasn't a murder case after all; this was just him talking to a traumatized teen. He didn't exactly need higher reasoning for something as, well, dull as this... (He was only trained to solve mysteries not to offer a shoulder to cry on to the victims… or perpetrators.) L attempted to smile reassuringly and broadcast the message of 'I-am-not-a-threat.' He didn't think he succeeded as the other continued to tremble.

"Light-kun…" L tentatively reached out to him but the other swatted him away.

"I said don't touch me!" Light hissed.

"But you said you didn't mind…" L croaked out in almost a whisper. "Did Beyond—?"

L was startled when the other clenched his fists, and began shaking absolutely livid with rage. "I don't mind Beyond! I don't know you!"

"How absurd! We're the same person!"

"You're NOT!" The teen insisted.

"You prefer Beyond over me? You must be mental!"

"SHUT UP!"

"Alright…" L put his hands up in a placating gesture. "Then... let me introduce myself. I'm Ryuuzaki. We met yesterday, in class remember? There. Now you know me as well as you know Beyond. So will you sleep with me now?" L ignored Light's murderous glare and continued. "As you should know by now I have Dissociative Identity Dissorder… just like you."

"W-WHAT?" L didn't think it was possible for the other to look angrier but was quickly proven wrong. But just as quickly it seemed to disappear, emotions buried beneath a stoical mask.

He IS like me…

Then the teen began to laugh bitterly. "Ryuuzaki… I don't have any disorder!" Of course I don't. God isn't crazy.

"You know, we also met in the hallway a little while ago. Do you remember what we talked about?" From the look of confusion on Light's face L concluded. "No? I didn't think so… Let me ask you this, Second Light-kun. You've been losing time. Sometime you wake up places and you're confused, you don't remember how you got there and you have strange injuries… or find you've been sleeping with strange men. Sometimes you hear a voice in the back of your head questioning your own actions. Trying to tear you down…"L watched as a look of horror and recognition played out on the other's face and so pressed on mercilessly. "Something happened to you, or you saw something or did something, so horrible that you're mind couldn't process it and it fragmented into pieces. You are insane." L stated bluntly.

"I'm not insane! You're the one that's insane!" the other spat childishly.

"I freely admit it, Second Light-kun. That way I can get treatment and hopefully one day improve. Hiding your condition will only make it get worse."

The teen rose to his feet—doing a fairly good imitation of a horror movie monster as he staggered, shaking with rage, his head tilted slightly down as he glowered the other man through his fringe of bangs. L then observed how it was all bottled up again. Light's eyes narrowed in contempt and without saying a word he managed to convey the sentiment of 'You're a pathetic fool not worthy of breathing the same air as I. Don't waste my time with your ridiculous nonsense' and stalked to the other side of the room to get his clothes, purposely ignoring the man (wearing the face of his lover) who was saying things he didn't want to hear.

Something in L just couldn't stand that idea and moved to capture Light's wrist.

"How DARE you?" the younger man shrieked. He violently shoved Ryuuzaki against the wall. The former detective froze, paralyzed in fear, when the sharp tip of the pen was pressed up against his neck.