"L."

The name, spoken in a voice that held the amount of hurt I had been carrying within me for so long now.

"Light."
My Father's voice, full of disbelief and an underlying fury.
I looked over at the entrance to the rooftop, where Watari, Matsuda and my Father stood, looking back at L and I in the rain. Was Matsuda...crying? He spun on his heel and left quickly. Yes. Matsuda had been crying. I felt sorry for him, but L was far more important to me.

"L, get off of Light, right now," my Father barked, his hands clenched into shaking fists. L slowly eased himself off of me and helped me to my feet. I shivered, as L's warmth left me and I had to deal with the freezing reality of the rain soaking me to the skin.

"Light, get in the car. I want a word with you, L," my Father ordered, nostrils flared as he breathed heavily.

"Father, I don't-" I began.

"I want to speak with you also, Chief Yagami," L interrupted, taking my hand and giving it a quick squeeze. "Go, Light. I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait for you." I studied him closely, and he gave me a small smile. I would see him again. It was a promise, and he wouldn't break it. I bowed my head to look at my feet as I passed Father, his eyes full of fury that scorched me with an indirect gaze.

"Watari, please escort Light to Mr Yagami's car," L said, a vision of calm. I hesitated, turning back to see Watari looking distrustfully at my Father. "Watari, please," L repeated, nodding to reassure us both. Watari nodded back and placed a hand upon my shoulder, steering me onwards, down the small flight of stairs and into the elevator which would take us the rest of the way down.

"Will they be okay?" I asked Watari, holding myself. He shrugged out of his jacket and held it out to me. I took it gratefully and put it on. The warmth was delicious after the freezing cold of the rain.

"They should be fine," Watari said, not sounding too convinced. "You know your Father better than I do, Light. I know that L will not purposely provoke him in any way."

"My Father...I haven't ever seen him that angry before."

"Yes. He is not in a mood to talk rationally," Watari acknowledged. "That was why I did not wish to leave him alone with L. But L is not defenceless should your father become violent, which I doubt will even occur. He is quite skilled, so I would not worry."

"You could do a better job of convincing me if you didn't look so worried yourself," I pointed out, noticing the way he fidgeted with his watch and twitched his moustache. The corners of his lips lifted up slightly in amusement for a moment. He escorted me to the car, and waited with me until my Father arrived. Matsuda was nowhere to be seen, so perhaps he had gone straight home. Without a word, or a look at Watari, Father arrived, climbed into the car and began to drive off. I sat there in silence for a while, not wanting to infuriate him. Finally, I had to speak.
"I love him."

His fingers tightened around the steering wheel and he shot me a furious look. "No, you don't, Light. How can you, after all that he's done to you?"

"Because he loves me."

"Don't be stupid, Light," he snapped. "I'm not letting him go near you. He's used you, Light, just like he's used Matsuda. He's just a..."
"A what?" I asked, with a cool chuckle, staring out of the window, running my fingers through my hair. "What were you going to say? A filthy faggot? A fucking fairy?"
"You watch your mouth," he barked, fuming. "That's not what I was going to say."

"You may as well," I muttered bitterly. "I'm just like him. I'm just another little queer. That's why you don't want me with him."

"That's not why, Light," he said, voice shaking with stress. He pulled the car over and stared forward, never glancing at me. "You should know why. You're the one he used, Light. You're the one he humiliated in front of taskforce. You shouldn't even be forgiving him. You say you love him Light, but you'll love many more people. What L says he feels for you...it can't be love, Light. If he loved you like he says he does, he wouldn't have done that to you. Wouldn't have put you in such a compromising position. And used Matsuda like that. It doesn't take much of a genius to know how Matsuda feels about L. L took him out on a date and even you know how that ended up, Matsuda is easier to read than a book. So now, L is hurting Matsuda, claiming he loves you. To me, he is a filthy little...faggot, as you say. You, on the other hand, are a decent, caring, normal person. Being gay has nothing to do with it. You're letting your feelings interfere. L just thinks you're beautiful, as does everyone. When he hurt you like that, it obviously meant he didn't love you and he went to Matsuda to warm up a bed on a cold night. And then when you come back, declaring that you still love L, L ditches Matsuda for you. Using you both like bits of meat that he can...Light. Please. L is the filthiest of the filth. The scum of the earth." He pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.

"I can understand how you can see it that way," I said quietly. "But you've got it completely wrong, it was just a misunderstanding. L can't help it if Matsuda's infatuated with him. L thought I was over him completely, which was why he dated Matsuda. But I wasn't, and L wasn't over me. Believe me...he loves me. And I love him. How else can you explain L's weird behaviour lately? Wanting to move to the Arctic? Sitting up straight? Eating healthy and going for walks in the sun?"

"Light...this wasn't a misunderstanding," my Father said, forcing himself to be gentle. "Please. You're too young yet, give it some time. I'm just trying to stop you from getting hurt again."

I knew he was right. I also knew what he wasn't saying. That I probably wouldn't be so unscathed if I was ever hurt like that again. I had survived this time...but if I ever saw hurt like that once more...I would not be able to continue. I would have no hope left. I would push L off of that building and never forgive him.

"Let's just go home," I said quietly, slumping in my seat and running my fingers through my hair, shaking out the droplets. "I'm tired of arguing."
"You're so wet, you might catch a cold," he agreed, shoulders sagging, the lines around his eyes becoming more pronounced. I had never seen him ever look so old before. So weary.

When we got home, I promptly put on some dry clothes and crawled into bed, pulling the doona over myself. My phone vibrated underneath my pillow where I had stashed it, hoping the rain hadn't done any damage. I opened the incoming text and read, my heart thumping loudly in my ears.

Light, Matsuda told me the truth.

I checked the ID. Misa. I stifled a groan. She was probably furious, or depressed, as Matsuda was. I quickly texted back, wondering what I could possibly say to make things better.

I'm sorry, Misa.

I should have told you the truth.

It wasn't long until I received a reply.

How could you use me like that, you jerk?

It was so easy, Misa. You were just so easy to manipulate.

But I wouldn't tell her that. Sure enough, I was sorry that she was hurt, but in the end, I had L and that was all that really mattered.

***

"Watari, please, that hurts," I complained, wincing and holding up my hands to fend him off. He continued to try to press the bag of frozen peas to my swollen jaw where Chief Yagami had punched me. I deserved it. I had told him that. Told both Chief Yagami and Watari that I deserved every inch of pain bestowed upon me, because it would never be enough to equal that which I had put Light through. I would never forgive myself for that.

I smiled, and winced at the throb it sent. I closed my eyes and leaned back into the arm chair. It felt good to be out of my wet clothes and into nice warm ones that Watari had put through the dryer. It felt good to have my heart so full of happiness that Light had forgiven me and had understood that it had all been a tragic mistake. I had never meant to hurt him.

I felt so renewed. How could I be so lucky?

"You should talk to Matsuda, and apologise," Watari told me, checking my jaw before reapplying the frozen peas. "He was very upset."

My happy mood began to ebb. "I'm very sorry things didn't work out so well for him. I never intended to hurt anyone."
Watari reached into his pocket and produced a phone. "You make a call to Matsuda while I get you some cake," he said firmly, striding to the kitchen. His little way of giving me some privacy. I dialled in the number and put the phone to my ear, listening to the dull ringing, mind racing with different answers.

"Hello?" Matsuda answered, his voice shaking.

"Matsuda, this is L."

"Oh," he replied. I got the impression he wanted to just promptly hang up on me, but that was against Matsuda's respectful, gentle nature. He would never be so rude as to do so, even to someone who had torn his heart out. I marvelled at how quickly Matsuda gave his heart to someone and how quick and easy it had been to break it, even if it was unintentional.

"Yes. I wanted to apologise to you. Perhaps you would appreciate such a thing if I said it face to face, but this could be a token gesture until I see you again."
"Is this L?" a familiar, female voice barked into the phone.
"Misa?"
"Yes," Misa said, anger in her feminine, high-pitched voice. "What do you think you're doing, calling Matsuda like this? Just leave him alone."

"I was calling to apologise."
"There's nothing you can say to make it all better, you creep!"

Creep? That was all she could bring herself to call me? I had been called that many times in my life. Mostly by her. But before I could say anything, she had hung up on me. I frowned at the phone before holding it out for Watari who wheeled a cart into the research centre, loaded with chocolate cake and various other treats.

"Misa Amane took the phone from Matsuda and told me quite bluntly to leave Matsuda alone," I told him, reaching for a truffle, trying not to smile. Light and I were together. Everything was better again. Not even Matsuda or Misa could ruin my happiness. Watari looked incredibly weary. "What is it?" I asked.

"It's quite a hole you've dug yourself into, isn't it?" he sighed, pouring me some tea. "Miss Amane, Matsuda and Mr Yagami are all unhappy with you. We need Mr Yagami's cooperation on this case, so it is unwise to provoke him, so asking to be in Light's company is rather asking for trouble, don't you think?"

"Why can't things be simple?" I lamented, closing my eyes and sinking further into the chair.

"I can't recall at any time when someone has ever said life was simple," Watari told me with a small smile, before leaving. I sat there, bringing my thumb to my lips, deep in thought.

It was strange how aware I felt. Maybe the rain had woken me up, because it felt like I had been asleep ever since Light's wrist had been unchained from mine. The world was in colour once again.

***

"Light! Light!" Sayu sang in my ear.
"Mmph."
"Come on, sleepy head. We're having pancakes."

"G'way."

"Dad said to let you sleep in."

Sleep in? Father...? My eyes shot open and I rubbed them hurriedly, looking at the clock beside my bed. He would have left for work hours ago. He didn't take me with him. He didn't want me to see L.

"Good morning," Sayu smiled, amused, hands on her hips, standing over my bed. "You know, I just realised that if I let you sleep in, that means there's more pancakes for me. So, why don't you go back to sleep?"

That sounded good, but there was no way I could. It had taken me hours to get to sleep, my mind constantly going over every minute I had been with L on that rooftop. I felt so light, so unburdened. I had never fully realised how heavy a burden sadness was.
"I'm not having any pancakes," I told her, throwing the blankets up and getting out of bed.

"Why not?"
"I've got to get to work."

"But Dad said..."
"What did he say?" I asked sharply.

"He said he didn't need you anymore. That the case has a breakthrough and they don't need your help."

***

It was a torture to be here. To be in this place without Light. I could not help but feel frustrated at Mr Yagami for not bringing Light here, the reasons of which I knew and understood. Did this mean that Light was not coming back here with his father's permission? Would I have to arrange things around Mr Yagami so that I could see Light? I feared that if I went without seeing Light for too long, I would freeze over and become an empty shell again. I felt like what I imagined a newborn plant would feel like. Beginning to bloom into a beautiful world, but too weak and small that I could be easily trampled upon and crushed back into the dark cold earth, hidden away from the sun again. Before I had met Light, perhaps I had foolishly thought of myself as strong and large as a full grown tree, thinking I had seen all of the world, but after meeting Light, I realised I had yet to be born.

"Uh...L?"
I blinked, realising Mogi had been trying to get my attention. "Yes, Mogi?"

"You were explaining about the Yotsuba group and you just trailed off..."
"Oh, of course. I just got lost in thinking about trees."
"Uh...Trees?" I could see his confusion which was mirrored on the faces of all the other detectives who were gathered around my desk. I could understand. One moment I had been talking about a group suspected of protecting Kira, the next moment I was thinking about trees. I smiled to myself.
"Yes. As I was saying, I was up all night researching the case, and I came up with a lead on the Yotsuba group. A lot of the Kira killings are benefiting this particular company, and after looking into it, it seems that the higher ups in the company have secret meetings at the end of the week. After studying the times of death, the victims all seemed to turn up dead on the weekends...Just after the secret meetings held the day before on the Friday."

"This is a huge lead," Aizawa exclaimed. "We should investigate those secret meetings. Infiltrate!"

I was expecting an excited, unplanned and irrationalised opinion from Matsuda, but none was forthcoming. He hadn't come to work today. I had never fully realised the influence Matsuda had within taskforce. His absence was quite noticeable, the building quiet and slightly empty without him. I was mildly upset that I had affected Matsuda like this, but had I known that there had been the slightest chance that Light could have forgiven me, I could have waited. I wouldn't have tried to change, get on with my life, and even in that attempt I had failed. It always seemed...that there were things that were trying to prevent me from being with Light.

"Chief Yagami, I also have to speak with you about letting your son continue with the case," I said, holding up a hand to silence him as his mouth opened angrily. "If I thought I could solve this case on my own, I would take the option of not involving him without a second thought. I assure you this is not some ploy to reunite us against your will, but a serious decision we need to make. Kira needs to be captured, and your son has been my only suspect-"

"You bastard, you put cameras in my house and watched us! You watched him!" The other taskforce members grouped around him cautiously, ready to act in case he resorted to violence.
"Mr Yagami, I am well aware of your suspicions, but I assure you that they are unfounded and untrue. Your son has been working on the case for a period of time now, and it would be foolish and a setback if he did not continue to do so. If it satisfies you, he may be under your watch the whole time he is present here, which I know you would insist upon anyway. I cannot stress this upon you, Mr Yagami, that your son is talented and as such, must be a part of taskforce. I cannot do all the work alone. I am only one man, Mr Yagami. Light thinks differently from me, so he will ensure there is no error in my judgements and actions. We are so much closer to capturing Kira, will you throw that all away for your own wants?"

Chief Yagami was silent for a long moment, as he visibly calmed himself down. "You swear that this is for the case and for no other reason?"

"I am positive that any of the other task members including yourself would have come to the same conclusion, to involve Light in this case. He already knows too much, so it would be pointless not to involve him. We have much to gain and much to lose, Mr Yagami."

"You...He can work here. But I'll be working right beside him and I want you to distance yourself from him as much as possible," Chief Yagami said, eyes sharp behind his glasses. "Would you give up your relationship with him for this case?"

Essentially, he was asking me which was more important. Catching Kira...or Light.

"Mr Yagami...would you give up your son for the Kira case?" I asked slowly back, meeting his gaze. I could see the turmoil there as he pondered the question, and we both came to the same conclusion. We would fall apart if we ever had to make that choice and we would do anything to avoid it. What was worse, was thinking of how Light used to be my primary suspect. What if he was Kira? What then? What could I do? Could I bring myself to execute him...? The man whom I loved? The man who was my everything?
No. I wouldn't ever let that become the situation. I would do anything to sever any connection between Kira and Light.

***

I was happy working with L once more, seeing him happy and content, even if we were restricted by the glares from my father. I doubted he could ever see what I saw in L. There was no way I was allowing myself to be controlled by my father. I was a college student, an adult, and I was at an age where I was able to make my own choices, like moving out. I couldn't let Father control me, I had to make my own choices and make my own mistakes. That was why, after the third day of tracing Yotsuba, I put my foot down and told him that I was going to stay behind and work extra hours, that I wasn't going home with him. I stood firm in my resolve, there was no way I was letting him drag me home. That I was staying here, for good.

"Light, you're far too young to be making these kind of decisions," Father ground out, eyes glinting angrily behind his glasses.
"I'm an adult, I've finished school and I'm ready to lead my own life. I've got to make my own mistakes," I told him firmly. "I've decided I want to move in with L. I understand exactly why you're against it, but I've made up my mind. I don't want this to come between us, Dad. Even if you think I'm making the wrong choice, I want you to support me."

"And pick up the pieces once he's ripped your heart out again?" he snapped. "Light, I thought you were smarter than this! You have no future with L, you don't need him at all. One day, you'll meet an incredibly wonderful person whom you'll really love and really loves you in return. L isn't that person."

"He is," I said quietly, tightening my jaw. "L is special to me. We think alike, there is no one else like him."

"I can't...I can't accept this," Father forced out, closing his eyes. "Light, you really need to think this through. Come home with me tonight, and give it a week or so and see if you still feel like leaving. I know I can't keep you at home, that you're an adult now, but I'm still your father and I just want to protect you in every way possible."

"Dad...there's nothing you can do," I murmured, giving him a kind smile. "I've made up my mind."

I had never really stood up to him before, certainly not like this. I could see that he was giving in, and even though it hurt to do it, I pushed him further until I had my way. That night, L curled his arms around me and smothered my neck and face in kisses, holding me tight for the first time since the day our hearts had separated and the moment we had come back together.

"I love you," he whispered in my ear.

***

I kissed him gently, savouring the taste of him as I sucked on his bottom lip and tentatively brushed his tongue with my own. I was almost scared to close my eyes in case Light would disappear and be replaced by Matsuda once more.
Light pulled me atop him, fingers teasing the hair at the back of my neck as he wrapped a leg around my waist. "I've waited too long for you," he breathed in my ear. "Make me yours."

I muffled a gasp by biting into his shoulder, feeling shock waves of arousing electricity and tremors of delight traverse through my body. I felt ashamed that I had sunk my teeth into him, scared that I'd hurt him even though he was moaning into my ear, and licked the red teeth marks until they'd disappeared, not liking any marks upon his golden and beautiful body. He was the sweet colour of honey, his skin tasted as warm and delightful, and I even suspected his hair had a similar wonderful taste. He didn't taste quite like honey, no, I imagined if golden sunlight could be bottled and had a flavour of its own, Light would taste like that sunshine. Of summer days and long tan grass, of clouds drifting lazily past and all the things I never took the time to appreciate. They didn't seem so special compared to Light.

"L...I want to give you everything that I am," he whispered, eyes wide and beginning to pool with tears. "I'm just scared...that you'd break me again."
"I'll never forgive myself for what I've done. I don't deserve to have you, and if you want me, I'm all yours. I broke your heart, but mine was shattered, too. I couldn't bear it if we parted again, Light. I've never loved anyone as I love you. Every other love pales in comparison. You are my everything."

"L, when I first began to work on the case with you, when we were first handcuffed together...I thought you were annoying and I didn't like you at all."

"Is that so?" I smiled, nipping his lips. "I thought you were the most beautiful person I had ever laid eyes on. You were my forbidden fruit, everything I ever wanted but also my main suspect, which was why it took me so long to realise...to tell you that I love you more than anything. I've fallen for you."

"You almost fell because of me. I was going to kill you. I was going to push you off of the edge and I could lie to myself and tell myself you never existed."

"But you didn't."

"I knew that if I killed you, I was basically committing suicide and I didn't want to give you the satisfaction. But you told me you loved me and I knew you meant it."

"I always mean it," I smiled, kissing him. "And I want to give you a gift. A present for letting me keep you when I don't deserve someone so wonderful as you."
"You don't need to give me anything," he flushed. I smiled and put my lips to his ear.

"Of course I do. I need to make up for all the hurt I've put you through and I'm scared that I never will."

"You don't need to give me anything, just your undying love."

"You've got that. And Lawliet."
"Lawliet? What's Lawliet?" he questioned, confused. I smiled and sucked on his earlobe, extracting a gasp from him.
"Lawliet. L Lawliet. That's my true name."

***

I stared up at him, my hands frozen on his back. He smiled down at me and kissed my lips gently. "Lawliet?" I questioned, trying out the name on my tongue. "Your name is Lawliet?"

"Yes. I'm telling you my name because I love you and I want to prove it."
"I'll keep your name safe," I promised, as he placed his hand over my pounding heart.
"Thank you," he whispered, kissing the tip of my nose. I felt almost guilty that he had told me his real name. As if I'd somehow blackmailed him without meaning to. I almost preferred not to know his real name, it was a huge responsibility. I loved him and I would do whatever I could to keep the name secret...I just didn't feel worthy enough to know the beautiful name of Lawliet.

"Would you do something for me, Light?" His eyes gazed into mine, searching for something only he could name. I nodded, feeling my mouth go dry. What could he want? What could I possibly give him?

"Would you promise...to stay with me forever? I want you to travel the world with me and work with me as my equal under the title of 'L'."

"That's...That's..."

"I know I'm asking a lot. I know the future can always change, but I know that I can't live if you're not in it with me."

"Of course I'll stay with you forever! But I'm not even a qualified detective, I'd be no use to you as a partner on your future cases."

"You've helped the police already on several cases before you'd even left high school. You're more capable then a lot of the men on taskforce. You're incredibly talented, Light, you have no official qualifications, but compared to Matsuda who is an official detective, you are by far a better candidate."
"Don't talk about Matsuda," I winced, putting a finger to his lips. "I don't think I can forgive you just yet for sleeping with him."
"I deluded myself into thinking it was you at the time," he guiltily admitted, stroking my cheek. "I felt terrible for Matsuda, because he could never fill the void."

"I want to be your only," I told him, covering my ears so I wouldn't be able to hear any more of Matsuda. L smiled and kissed my forehead, waiting patiently until I would listen to him again.

"Light, right now, I want nothing more than to make love to you, but I'd be just as content holding you until we both fell asleep. I admit, I'm a tragic romantic."

I flushed and kissed his cheek. "We've got all the time in the world, Lawliet."

"I love it when you saw my name," he breathed, closing his eyes and savouring the sound. I put my lips close to his ear and repeated his name as I stroked his hair, feeling him tremble. He smiled and pressed a tight kiss to my lips, before rolling onto his side and pulling me into his arm chest. "Fall asleep with me?"
"But you don't sleep," I pointed out, tracing the shadows under his eyes with a finger. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"I sleep occasionally. I would probably work better in the morning after a night of rest. I want your full attention on it also, so you must get your sleep."

"Yotsuba can wait," I groaned, kissing his collarbone. "I just want a day alone with you, no one else. With no worries or responsibilities."

"As soon as we catch Kira, that's exactly what we'll do," he promised. He stroked my cheek until my eyes became heavy and began to droop despite how hard I tried to stay awake and admire his beautiful face a while longer. But before I fell asleep, I buried my face further into his chest and inhaled his scent, making my heart throb with emotion. I had come so close to losing him forever. What if I'd never been there that day to stop him from leaving? What if I'd gotten in the car and gone home? Would L even be alive right now?

***

"Stay on him," I told L, heart pounding with excitement. L rolled his eyes at me, and I couldn't help but flush. I'd never known L could fly a helicopter and it made me wonder what other magical talents my beloved had. I would have to ask him tonight. Or perhaps some other time, as tonight we could be celebrating the capture of Kira.

Higuchi of the Yotsuba Corporation raced in his red sports car below us, driving into a blockade. I gripped my seat belt tightly, as the operation went down without a hitch, my father striding forwards to rummage through the car. He held up a black notebook, when he gave out a strangled scream, falling to the ground. I watched in surprise as the other officers also began to fear something as they touched the notebook.

"What's going on?" I murmured, furrowing my brows in confusion.

"Bring the notebook here," L ordered. When his fingers touched the cover, he looked over to where the others were all staring. "How strange. A shinigami." I snatched the book from him, wanting to see for myself, but as I held it, I felt a searing pain within me. I began to scream, not from fear of what I was supposed to be seeing, but at the unlocking of my memories. I was Kira! I'd done this! I'd framed Higuchi long ago, when I'd put myself into solitary confinement! I'd known L would ask me to help on the case and I knew that my innocent self would want to capture Kira so I'd be persistent in trying to join the taskforce. And L! L had fallen in love with me! And I, just like I had predicted, had fallen in love with him. That was in my nature. My innocent self would be attracted to the famous and intelligent detective. And even if I had not formed such a close relationship like that, I was sure I would have become his closest friend.

"Light?" L questioned. I turned to look at him, trying not to smirk. I had won. I had beaten L! I had gotten his name myself, as I'd hoped to. Nothing was standing in my way!

First, I would kill Higuchi, and then I would smite L Lawliet.

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Christmas is soon approaching, so consider this to be your early Christmas present! Especially for all you DeathNoteDreaming readers, as I might not be able to get a chapter up for you in time! DeathNoteChain had taken a backseat to DeathNoteDreaming, and I thought it had been way too long for all you wonderful people awaiting an update for Chain. And fear not! This is not the last chapter! There is more to come (just not before Christmas, is all ^w^ )!

When I first started writing Chain, I had no idea how I'd resolve it, end the story. I was just going to have L go kill himself and then Light do something stupid and move on or something, but that would've been a crappy story. I came up with the thought of Innocent Light verse Kira Light. Because Innocent Light would be so cute and in awe of L's awesomeness that he'd fall in love, and Kira Light isn't stupid enough to let his feelings get involved. If Kira Light knew himself well enough, he'd know that his innocent self would get attached to L, as L is the greatest detective in the world, ect. But anyway! On to everyone's (okay, just mine) favourite segment!

DUN...DUN...DUN!!! AUTHOR QUESTIONS!!!

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