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Light's Pov

The light glowed bright from underneath the Yagami's bathroom door and Light could see the shimmer of a shadow moving around on the other side. He paused briefly before tip toeing across the creaking floor boards, heading noiselessly straight to his room. The loud click of the bathroom door opening made Light swiftly turn around and smile broadly although painfully at his mother. "Okaa-san… good evening."

His Mother's eyes widened at the sight of seeing him standing and leant her head softly against the wall closest to the bathroom. "Hey, Light. Haven't seen you in a while."

He ruggedly rubbed the back of his neck and made sure to look slightly guilty. "Yeah... Haha… Just been busy, you know? But I'm here now so…"

She raised a pointed eyebrow and gave him a modest look of disappointed, before disappearing swiftly down the stairs. Well that was new?

Light hasn't seen his mother in quite a while ever since he moved out to live in L's Headquarters… or once was L's headquarters. He felt the small yet tight ache in his chest at the memory of the used to be "greatest detective in the world" and it resonated deeply within his sigh.

In his room, Light scanned blandly over his surroundings, bathing in the familiarity of all his belongings still the same way they were before he'd left. His red eyes met the desk where he'd previously did all of the killing and sat down carefully on the chair in front of it. Placing his hands firmly on the desk, he pulled out his Death Note and set quietly to work, listening cautiously for any sudden noises headed up the stairs, despite the fact he'd locked the door after he'd entered.

"You know… I thought you'd seem overjoyed after L's death, but you're the opposite"

Light shifted his eyes towards Ryuk, with only a slight tilt of his head. At first he barely felt the energy to reply, and had only spoken when needed too in the past month after L's death. He morbidly closed his eyes, before focusing them fixatedly back to his work. "At any time I could have a target on my back, its very unlikely… but I can't seem too ecstatic right after his death. It would gain detrimental attention."

He could hear different papers ruffling around his roof as Ryuk poked around carelessly into his things. "Yeah but, you don't have to put on that façade all the time. I mean you've been alone for most of the month and yet you still act like this even when you don't need too."

Light slammed his pencil down violently on the desk and the impact of it created an ear-splitting sound that he hoped his Mother hadn't heard. He scrunched his nose up as if what Ryuk had said reeked. "I'm trying to get used to acting this way, understand!?" He growled with a voice dripping with disdain.

"Woah… Where did that come from?" Astonishment was clear in his voice, but Light at the moment found it to be a displeasing bother.

Without turning around, Light set irritably back to scribbling names down. "L is the last person I honestly want to think about. He's in the past now and I'm looking towards the future. So I would appreciate it if- ". He blinked crotchety at the sight and feel of his pencil ripped cleanly out of his hand, and flung rigidly somewhere across his room. "What the… "He turned rapidly into Ryuks direction near the bookshelf. "What the hell was that?"

Ryuk cocked his head to side. "Huh? You thought that was me?"

Light rolled his cold eyes exasperatedly at Ryuks childishness and disorderly grabbed another pencil from his holder and began writing again. "Oh give me a break, who else could it possibly be?". He caught Ryuks chuckle briefly and decided to just ignore it. His eyes burned with annoyance, when his pencil was once again shot out of his hand and hurled into a wall behind him. He clenched his teeth tightly and felt his knuckles contact, at the empty space where the pencil use to be. The red head whirled around to Ryuk, who was pretending to read a manga, he must have found off the bottom of Light's shelf. "Could you please stop this childish behaviour and leave me and my Kira work alone?!"

At that Ryuk doubled over with a screeching cackle, that Light had to cover his ears from. The manga he'd been reading fell silently out of his grasp as he clapped his hands triumphantly. "Oh… this is interesting. This is going…. to be interesting." He said between gulps of breath. Did Shinigami even breath air?

The annoyance faded a little from Lights eyes and instead left behind a perplexed expression. "What is? Taking my pencils while I'm trying to write names down?" Light shooks his head like he'd already had enough of Ryuk's company today.

Suddenly, Ryuk halted his thick laughter and smirked at Light. "Wrong" He clicked his tongue. "It just looks like we may be having some company for a while." His eyes darkened wickedly as he fixated his eyes at a space behind Light.

Light's eyes widened a little in surprise and he peered at the empty space behind him. "Another Shinigami? Does he want something?"

Ryuk shook his head modestly. "Mmm."

He glanced back at the space Ryuk had been staring at and exhaled like it irked him. "Dammit, this is really going to be a bother." He glared down at the open Death Note. "You know what? I'm going to bed, goodbye Ryuk and… other Shinigami." With that he switched off his desk light and for the first time in a while, settled comfortably under his old light blue covers.

"Apples! Apples! Make sure you get apples!", Ryuk shouted gruffly over Light's shoulders as he plucked a fresh cup of hot noodles off the third shelf of his local grocery store. The red head rolled his eyes in meek displeasure. It seriously began to seem highly like Ryuk was particularly trying hard to vex Light in the last two days. So, he clicked his tongue and headed conspicuously in the opposite direction away from the fruit section. He could feel Ryuk incinerating deep holes into the back of his head as he continued to walk away blissfully. "Hey! Light! Apples!"

Light lowered his eyes in annoyance and whispered irritably. "Haven't I told you not to talk to me in public settings like this?"

"Oh. Sorry.", Ryuk stated, his voice monotone.

As Light went to tenderly pick out a box of tissues from the 4nd shelf, he jumped slightly back in surprise when about 5 boxes of tissues fell disorderly off the 4th shelf. Light hadn't touched nor triggered a single one to fall off the shelf. His shock only lasted a brief couple of seconds before he sighed heavily and calmly began to pick up each box.

"Mmm,", Light switched his eyes from the side to side surreptitiously as if anyone could jump out of nowhere, before opening his mouth. "There's no way you're getting any apples after that."

"HUH? THAT WASN'T ME.", They were at the cash register now, and Light could see out of the corner of his eye Ryuk throwing a disconcerting fit.

He pursed his lips together firmly as the cashier politely handed him his check. When they had finally exited the store. Ryuk was still moving unevenly around as if he's body had zero control over himself. "Well, if it wasn't you then who was it? The unnamed Shinigami?", Light gently shook his head in wonder. "This is going to be annoying."

Ryuk had ceased his discomposed spasm at the word Shinigami, settling comfortably in the air beside Light. "Indeed.", for the rest of the walk home, they remained silent.

Having dinner with his family again was somewhat unbearable. All Light could do was sit there silently, every now and than taking a few sips of the Miso soup his mother had prepared, whilst his sister talked his ear off the entire time. Gently cupping the side of his face, he let his eyes softy drift towards the window view in his kitchen. So now… he was God. Finally, after all the stupid mind games, he was finally free from it all. Now to just get rid of those stupid police. A flash of a pair of familiar black eyes easing like endless pits, was enough to resurrect the emptiness that filled his heart, with each passing the day that L was gone. The bad thing about it was that he didn't know why he cared so much.

He was interrupted by the sudden sound of his mothers voice addressing him. He quickly shifted his eyes to his mother in response. "Light, you will have the house to yourself tonight. Your sister and I are going bowling with some friends."

He lifted a sharp eyebrow at her. "Now?"

She smiled softly at him, her eyes giving that familiar twinkle. Light found it annoying. "It was a last minute thing. We won't be long, since we've already had dinner and all."

Light nodded obediently, before abruptly getting up from his and chair and pouring the rest of the Miso soup down the sink drank. "That's fine with me." He said before placing the plate evenly on top of the sink. "I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay! Just make sure not to waist too much hot water!" He heard his Mother call from the kitchen table as he climbed up the stairs

"Yeah. Yeah."

As Light thoughtfully peered at himself in the bathroom mirror, it wasn't hard to miss the immense grey bags underneath his eyes and the silky paleness evident on his skin from the lack of sunlight in the past month. He kind of looked like L, only with a different set of glowering red orbs and hair. The red head profoundly groaned at that thought, and vastly began pealing his clothes off once by one. The shocking whiteness of the bathroom blinded him and all he wanted to do was sleep, but lately when he did, nightmare upon nightmare would haunt him day and night. Usually nothing scared him, but these particular nightmares were about a certain dead detective. He half took a step into the shower, whilst gripping his hand on the hot water faucet and steadily turned the knob.

As he dried the rest of his damp hair off during the slow walk back to his room, he couldn't help but fondly remember the time on the stairs where he'd gently dried the wetness off L's hair. He almost halted his walk as the coldness of his cheeks filled with a light flowing warmth at the remembrance of the passionate kiss they had shared. The tension in that moment had been hopelessly unbearable. The way L's lips had felt against his… he touched the bottom of his lip tenderly, lovingly until there was no other memory other than that kiss. He helplessly sighed at the tingly feeling building up in his stomach and refused to look down. He put his head in his hands."I'm disgusting."

Light clutched the door handle of his room tightly as he tried desperately not collapse in a heap on the floor. The ache in his heart was ripped open again and he couldn't seem to smother it. Couldn't seem to just forget completely about it. The pain was unfathomable. "Ugh… I need you.", He croaked.

The door clicked as Light awkwardly forced it open, still recovering from his minor breakdown. His desk light was still apparent in its wake, but other than there was no other light source in the room in the room. Shadows danced and twirled, as the haunting atmosphere of the room beckoned him to flick the light switch. With his hand still hovering over the light switch, he froze.

The message was print in a thick blood red, but Light could tell it was one of his Mums lipsticks. Then red print light up the entirety of the right side of the wall, like wild fire and the edginess to the words rendered him completely motionless and unaware of the world around him, as he desperately searched to find the strength to cough up a breath.

I'M STILL HERE

Impossible… and yet for some damned reason, he believed it.

Okay yes there actually going to be a chapter 5 and then an epilogue. I thought it better to split this is half, as there is too much content to fit into one chapter and it would have been very long. This is the shortest chapter I've done yet, but it kind of needs to be.

I hope this wasn't too boring or anything. L has died and it kind of just Light going about his life after the death, but I was trying to set up something if you noticed all the hints of the chapter.

Also I kept pushing back the dates with this because I was trying to figure out how this chapter was going to be structured and then when I finally figured it out, it clicked!

Next chapter is the action (:

Thank you,

jaedencex