A/N: I love your reviews!! Without them, I would never update and I would feel unloved and go into depression. So by reviewing, you are saving my life! Yayz!

This chapter is dedicated to my beta-ish person who has no screen name. He's -N- on deathnotegame. forumotion. com (no spaces)and without him, this chapter would suck.

Also dedicated to Pinku Aisu Kuriimu who has a lovely torture story that I LOVE.


Chapter 3: Deeta To Hakken/Data and Discoveries

Raito shot up, a single word on his lips. "Blood!" he screamed, "It was…blood." This last word came out as a whisper, a slight sighing sound that ghosted from his lips with quiet deadliness. "S-so much…b-blood."

L put his thumb to his lips and bit. He was watching video footage of Raito sleeping, trying to make sense of his dreams. Was Raito dreaming of his suicide attempt? Somehow L doubted it. He had a feeling that Raito was dreaming about whatever had happened to him.

L sighed. He was getting nowhere fast. Raito was an enigma; he always had been and that's what L loved about him. Wait, love? Respected, maybe. Admired, maybe. Never loved. L loved sweets and working on cases. Period.

Getting annoyed with himself for being so defensive, he opened a spread sheet and marked one column as Old Raito and another one as New Raito. Under the first he put:

Emotion control level: 98

Quick, clever thinking

Carefree

Social

Modesty level: average

OCD level: high

Sleep habits: 6 to 8 hrs per night

Dream habits: normal

Dream abnormalities: none

Contact level: average

Past suicide attempts: 0

Possibility of suicide attempt: 1.6

Under the second column he put:

Emotion control level: 43

Rushed thinking

Tense

Antisocial

Modesty level: high

OCD level: average

Sleep habits: irregular

Dream habits: high-stress dreams

Dream abnormalities: talking/muttering in sleep; heavy motion; visible signs of stress

Contact level: adverse to contact

Past suicide attempts: 1

Possibility of suicide attempt: 99.99

Looking over the information quickly and adding to what he already new, L made another column called symptoms and entered:

Varied sleep patterns

High self-hate

Adverse to people/contact

Diminished alertness

Hysteria

Obsession to wash

Pronounced internal tremor

Blinking at the screen, L reread everything. No, he hadn't made a mistake. But this looked like…and Raito couldn't have been…but all the information said…had Raito been ra-

Raito sat down on the couch, breaking him out of his thoughts. L looked him over ad noticed an edginess. He saw that he sat at the end of the couch that was farthest from where L sat. He asked him how he was feeling to see what he would say, and was unnerved to see Raito tense immediately and give a bland answer. Raito asked how long he had been asleep, but then inquired as to what L had been doing.

L paused, contemplating how much, if anything, he should tell him he finally decided on the truth and told him the bare minimum of what he had been doing. This seemed to have been a bad idea, however, as Raito got angry. L told him exactly what he wanted, and was rewarded with Raito's story. L noticed that he spoke only in past tense and that he stopped when he got to the day that L had let him leave the building.

"What happened then?" L asked.

"Nothing you need to worry about. It falls under the category of 'none of your damn business'." Raito answered back.

"Then I do not have the complete story and therefore you will remain here," L answered simply. Raito scowled at him.

"What am I supposed to do to until you decide to let me go?" he asked. L shrugged.

"I am sure Raito-kun will find something to entertain himself with," L said. He honestly didn't care what the boy did as long as he didn't try to kill himself or L. Raito sighed.

"I'm bored," he said simply. "What are you planning to do while we're stuck in here? Besides being annoying, of course." L pretended to ponder this question. Really the answer was simple. He was going to figure out Raito. And what better way to do that than to test Raito? So he would go through his list of symptoms one by one and test to see how bad they were. Of course, he couldn't tell Raito that. So he did what he always did; lied.

"I have other cases besides the Kira case, Raito-kun. I will have plenty to occupy my time with." Raito sighed again and stared at the ceiling, most likely counting the tiles.

L mentally brought up the list. Let's see, I can't test his sleeping patterns while he is awake, so I suppose the first thing I should test is his self-hate. But how to do that…. L blinked. He would get Raito so angry that he wanted to hit L. Then he could tell how much he hated himself by how hard he fought against L compared to normal. But how to get him angry? Thinking about the third item in the list, L pieced together a plan that would kill two birds with one stone, as the old adage went.

He pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open. "Watari? No, I am fine. I need you to do something for me, please."

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Raito was bored. BORED. There was absolutely NOTHING to do! He had counted and recounted the ceiling tiles, desperately trying to keep his memories from resurfacing. Finally he got up and walked to the bedroom, wincing slightly at the pain in his side.

Once he was safely in the confines of the bedroom, he lay on the bed and curled in on himself, deciding to take a nap. He didn't particularly want to sleep, but he was just so bored! This was even worse than before he had found the death note. At least then he had something to occupy his time.

He had just about fallen asleep when he heard something that sent shivers of fear up his spine.

"RAITO-KUN!!"

Oh no. There was only one person who had that banshee voice. He had just enough time to sit up when a blonde streak threw itself at him. Misa put her arms around Raito's waist and hugged him tightly. He gasped in pain and a wave of nausea rolled over him. He tried to push her away, but she had an iron grip on him. She kept babbling on and on about how 'that pervert Ryuuzaki' had told her that 'her' Raito-kun was bored and had thought she could help him.

"L-let go!" Raito said loudly. Misa let go and looked at him with concerned eyes. She gasped when she saw blood seeping through Raito's shirt. Apparently her hug of doom had made him start bleeding again. "L-leave now," Raito managed to say while taking deep breaths. Oh God, he could feel them again. Their hands were all over him, touching him, defiling him, making him human. Misa looked at him with those sad kicked-puppy eyes but he just pointed to the door. She whimpered and said, "But I haven't seen my Raito-kun in so long!"

"NOW!" Raito yelled. Misa jumped, eyes widening.

"O-okay," she said, leaving quickly. Raito ran to the bathroom and shut the door, turning the shower to its hottest and stripping quickly. Once he was under the boiling water, he sunk to the floor, hugging himself tightly. He let loose a dry sob and shuddered heavily. Why did this keep happening? Why couldn't he just get clean? He grabbed a bar of soap and lathered his body with it, scrubbing hard. He needed this to get better. He needed it to stop! He wasn't stupid enough to try suicide again-- at least, not until he had killed the people who had done this to him—but he had to do something! He scrubbed himself harder, hissing at the pain from his still-bleeding side.

Then it hit him. This room was locked. Which meant Ryuuzaki had let Misa in.

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L watched the cameras intently, making sure Raito didn't kill himself. He didn't even try. Improvement? Possible, but not likely. Only a 37 chance, really.

Raito showered for two hours and then (finally, L thought) Raito got dressed again and opened the door. "L, why did you let Misa in?" Hmmm, he was surprisingly calm. L had expected a more angry comment.

"Raito-kun did say he was bored. I was merely trying to help," L said innocently.

"You were not and you know it! You had a reason for letting her in here!" Yes, that's more like the response he had expected.

"I wanted to see what you would do," L answered truthfully. Just as he expected, this set Raito off nicely. He punched L in the face, sending the detective flying off the chair. L had been expecting that, however, and countered by landing on his hands and kicking upwards with his feet, hitting Raito in the chest.

Raito fell backwards, but regained his balance quickly. He sent another punch at L, but L grabbed his arm and used Raito's momentum to send him tumbling forward. L walked over and kicked Raito in the side off his wound. He saw Raito's face contort in pain, remembrance and…fear?

"Whatever, you win," Raito said quickly, holding his side. The bloodstain was spreading.

Now that was surprising. Raito admitted to losing? Losing to L? There had to be something wrong, if he was willing to surrender.

"I apologize for kicking Raito-kun. It seems he is bleeding again," L said. "I will find the first-aid kit."

He walked to the kitchen and found the kit (which he had hidden due to the fact that it could be used for a potential suicide attempt). He took out a roll of gauze and looked at Raito expectantly. Sure enough, "I can do it myself."

L handed him the gauze and Raito wrapped it around himself, raising his shirt just enough or him to wrap his wound. When he was finished, he walked back to the bedroom, most likely to change his shirt. When he didn't come back to the room after five minutes, L checked the security cameras to see that he had fallen asleep.

Shrugging it off, he was about to enter the data he had gathered on Raito, when he heard a phone beep. He pulled it out of his pocket and noticed that it was Raito's phone. He had confiscated it, of course.

He opened it to see that Raito had a new text. He opened it and his eyes widened to their fullest extent.

Dear pretty boy,

Just in case you forgot about us, I wanted to send you this little message. Don't even think about telling anyone about this or we'll plaster these images all over the internet, not to mention all the people in you address book.

Yours,

Boofu

Below the text, there were the promised images. It was these that made L do what he did next.


A/N OMGWTFBBQ?? What were the images? And what did L do?? I WANT TO KNOW!! Oh wait. I do know. Yay! Review and you'll know too! Well, as soon as I get the next chapter written, that is.

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