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Chapter Four: Not-so-recovery

L sat with Light for a while, still in shock at what he himself at said. He'd blurted that he loved Light...well, at least thought he loved Light.

"Y-you what?" Light asked, shaking slightly from everything that was happening so rapidly. Him admitting that he was KIRA, him getting...er...hurt...and now hearing L say that he...that he loved Light...it was all just happening so quickly that it was hard to determine if this wasn't just a dream that Light was having after passing out from the sheer terror and pain of what had happened.

But even he knew that it wasn't a dream; surrealism didn't happen often to him since he kept a strictly maintained schedule when it came to sleeping and remaining awake.

And yet, Light was happy that he'd told L he was KIRA. If he hadn't, he wouldn't have heard L's outburst. And that outburst had almost recovered him completely from what had happened...emotionally.

L looked at the ground, still holding Light's hands. "I love you..." he said again, testing the way it felt to speak those words.

"L..." Light breathed. He grimaced at the utter confusion and inner-argument obviously swirling in L's labyrinthine mind. Before he could react, L had let go of Light's hands and was out the door of the hospital wing, going to the elevator and going to the very top of the building.

He was starting to hear bells again.

What on earth am i thinking! L scolded himself mentally, staring up at the clouds (A/N: Or as 1Kids would perceive a UFO in the distance) and sitting with his back leaned against the concrete step that held one of the eight satellite disks, hands behind his head.

He had a mental ven-diagram building in his head. His list of pros and cons and similarities about what he'd said to Light and what was good about it and bad.

Good side:

Intelligence-he loved someone with whom he could converse with on an intellectually stimulating level

Appearance-he loved someone who was easily the most attractive person he'd ever met

Athletic-he loved someone who was as good at sports as L was himself, and that was something that was hard to do

Company-there was never a boring day with Light and L in the same room; fighting or just talking, there was always something interesting going on

Bad side:

Light Yagami-Prime Suspect/Admitted Felon of the publicly named KIRA

Light Yagami-Clever and nearly as mind-labyrinthed as L Lawliet

Light Yagami-Easily could turn on you

Similarities:

His Name is Light Yagami

and he is Japanese

and L was in love with him

It was very easy to see; with Light, there was no in between, no similarites between his innocent self (such as when he lost his memory) and his felon-self (such as when he regained his memories or before he lost them in the first place). L face palmed himself. "Goddammit!" he barked. "This is precisely why I never actually looked around for a girlfriend! It's just too time consuming and too mentally stressful!"

A chuckle made L jump a bit. He was alone up there...at least he thought he was. He looked around, noticing a shadow by the sattelite dish nearest to the edge of the building.

"Whose there?" he called, subconciously edging toward the sattelite dish behind him's emergency call button. It would notify Watari that there was a situation that needed immediate backup. He let his hand hover above the button as the shadow began to walk toward him.

"Don't think i don't see your hand above that button, L. I just want to talk. Nothing more...unless you want more than that," the voice said almost hopefully.

L narrowed his eyes. "Why don't you come over here completely so i can see who has honored me this audience?"

"Such bold words," the shadow said, a grin in his voice. "But i will comply, only because that's what you do for someone you love."

L stiffened noticeably. Who was this?

Then the shadow walked into the light. L's blood ran cold. His mind whistled like a tea kettle.

"You-!" L barked. He rolled onto the balls of his feet, hunching his back, ready for an attack at any moment.

"Yes, me. or, you." The voice chuckled. L growled, blood boiling. Beyond Birthday walked up toward him, hands in his pockets, a smile plastered on his face, blood red eyes glinting in amusement.

"Don't toy with me, you sick fuck."

"Oh, my. Such cruel, cruel words. What happened to my Lawlipop, hmmm?" Beyond cooed.

L shivered, refraining from lunging at this bastard and hurtling him over the side of the building. You've more discipline than that, L. Don't fall into this trap. L thought to himself. But, oh, how he wanted to make this fucking bastard bleed.

"Don't. Call. Me. Lawlipop." L said thru grit teeth, emphasizing each word with increasing scorn and loathing.

"Would you rather me call you RoRaito? Or would that make you think too much about your de-virginized Raito in that hospital wing?"

L lunged and pinned Beyond against the wall, an arm to his throat, other hand poised just above his heart, fingers ready to push inwards between his rib cage to puncture his lung.

"What the fuck did you do to him, Beyond?" L spat.

Beyond chuckled as he punched L in the abdomen, causing him to fall back, coughing. "I just took what little innocence he had. Not that he had much, being KIRA and all."

"SHUT UP, BEYOND!" L roared, launching himself at Beyond again, planting a considerably painful punch on his fell back, only to swing a kick up, catching L's bend in the knees, causing L to collapse, giving Beyond the advantage of being above L. Quickly, he straddled L's stomach, a knee on each side of him, holding his arms above L's head.

"Now, if you'll listen to me, I'll explain why I'm here," Beyond said, sitting on L's legs.

"Why would I listen to you, Beyond. You've hurt people, killed people, and now you've raped people," L snarled, baring his teeth like a feral beast. His chest was heaving.

"I must admit, I've never seen you so worked up before, L. Is it because that Light Yagami is so intriguing to you? Really, he's nothing much. He's just a good fuck is all."

L jerked underneath Beyond but Beyond slammed his arms down against the ground, hard.

"Ah ah ah. None of that. remember, i can easily kill you." Beyond purred in L's ear. L looked away, avoiding looking at Beyond no matter what it took. He wasn't going to honor this fucking criminal with eye-contact.

"Now, why would you do that? It's common courtesy to look someone in the eyes when they are talking to you," Beyond said.

"It's also common courtesy to not fucking rape someone," L retorted. Beyond leaned back and put a finger to his chin in mock-thought.

"Well, yes. You do have a point there. Touche, Lawliet, touche."

L managed to kick his knee up, catching Beyond's groin and causing Beyond to recoil; no matter how cold or heartless a bastard was, they'd still recoil from that amount of momentary collapse gave L the chance to escape, and by fuck, he took it.

Standing up, L ran to the satelite dish and slammed his palm down on the button three times, alerting Watari that this was a situation that needed attention now.

In less than three minutes, the door burst open. Matsuda, Misa, Watari, and Aizawa stood there.

Beyond launched himself with a calm expression on his face over the edge of the building. For a moment, no one moved, but finally L and Misa ran to the edge of the building, looking through the gate of the fence around the edges to look for the falling body of Beyond Birthday.

To their horror, though, they saw no body falling, heard no splat, saw no frenzied crowd of people gathering around the bloodied body.

"What the hell?" Misa gasped, her usually bubbly and excited voice gone completely to make way for a voice that matched her age.

L looked sideways at her, and whispered, "That's exactly where he's come from, isn't it."

Misa looked at the detective, and was shocked at the emotion splashing like a splatter-painting across his face. "Ryuzaki?"

L snapped back to attention. Right. Have to keep him a secret. I don't know him.

"Never mind, Miss Amane. Thank you for your rapidness at coming here at my request, everyone. Please, return home to your families. Wish them a happy holiday for me."

"Er, Ryuzaki, you told us not to mention to our families that we are working with the Great Detective L..." Aizawa reminded L.

L mentally slapped himself. He was slipping; his frenzied mind was not being compatible with him right now.

"I was testing you, Aizawa. I was making sure that you were still keeping yourself in check," he quickly ammended.

It sounded true enough.

"Ah. Alright then," Aizawa (obviously proud of himself for having remembered) turned and waved to everyone before taking his leave. Matsuda and Misa followed. Watari stood with L in the gently falling snow, still looking out over the Kanto Region.

"How did he do that?" Watari inquired. "No invention of mine could have given him that opportune to vanish to suddenly like that."

L wracked his brain. Had Beyond Birthday somehow gone into one of the balconies-

"Oh my G-d." L's eyes widened and he turned on his heel, falling to one knee then kicking himself back up again as he ran toward the staircase. Watari, sensing urgency, followed suite, his flexibility and speed defying all odds against his 67 years of age.

L ran to the elevator, hurrying to get to the 18th floor. Somehow, Beyond had to have known that he had a hospital suite or something. Afterall, he was his number two successor after A. Had Beyond's mind not gone corrupt, Beyond would've been where Mello and Near were now; battling it out for the immediate replacement should something happen to L.

Please let him be okay, please let him be okay, please let him be okay... L prayed to the G-d he didn't believe in.

The elevator doors opened, and almost immediatley, a shriek pierced the air like a murder-victim's scream.

But, then, wasn't this situation just like that?