You're my heaven and hell

Warmth, that was all Light could feel right now….

It went through every vessel in his body. As is he was a huge volcano.

He was dreaming that he was floating on a cloud through heaven. L was laying next t him. He had an arm around Light's waits and had pulled them tight together.

They were hugging.

Light's arms were around L's neck, holding him tightly.

God, he never wanted to let go ever again. He loved this man with all his heart.

Light had fallen for L a long time ago, ever since he had lost his memories in the cell. Even after the terrible stunt L had forced his father to do, he still liked him.

Nobody ever saw what a simple and caring man he was. Most would say he was confusing and complicated. But they didn't see into his heart. Every time Light had gotten sick, L was the first to send him to bed. He always watched over him as he slept. Sitting by him day-in and day-out. Nursing Light till he was well again.

And in the shower, L always looked away when Light became all nude. He still held some respect towards his main suspect. And Light loved him for that. He was a generous person with a mind that worked faster than those of all his girlfriend's put together.

L was the first person Light had meet that was on the same level as he was. They even laughed about the same things, though L just smiled because he tried not to show any emotions.

Of course were Light opinions different now. He had a huge amount of time to think about how he really felt for the man. Nothingness didn't really have any other meaning then think about what you had done wrong.

He honestly would have never believed that he could feel something in any way for someone he couldn't manipulate. It wasn't fully clear to him, and he had to admit that he even hated him as he died.

But how did L feel about him?

He had said something about him not wanting Light to be murdered like Misa and Higuchi, didn't he. Or did he say that just to urn Light's trust?

'Oh screw that!' Light wouldn't let that question ruin his amazing dream.

L was stroking his back slightly. His soft spidery fingers trailing every inch of the skin they could find. He purred some love speeches into Light's ear.

This was delicious.

The detective was one in a million. The only person he really ever felt something for. His emotions were tickling under his skin. L's strong arms had pulled him closer.

He had stuck his head onto Light's neck, gently sucking it red. It hurt a bit, but Light liked it. Light's neck was a very sensitive spot on his body, even though he only found that out after accidents during the Kira- case.

The grip on the boy hardened. Even though Light would be more into just cuddling, this turned him on. He didn't have any interest in pornographic magazines like his friends used to. It was enough for him to have captivating discussions with intelligent people. But for some reason it felt exciting to be pushed down an unable to do anything.

Feeling that wet and warm tongue on him made Light moan in pleasure. L seemed pleased by these reactions he won out of the teen. His sucking became harder, more intense. Light almost screamed in pleasure now.

"You're quite exited, are you my little…?"Was purred against his skin.

Damn it. Light would do everything to hear that priceless voice. It was back-breaking.

"You're getting hot, L! How can I resist?"

He actually found some words in his trashed mind. Those words had made his pride sink a little because they were quite cheesy. He got vibes of lust whenever he looked into those huge eyes of his. L never represented monotony. He was just good at hiding.

"I'm hot?" L chuckled a bit. "I'm hot for you, baby!"

That corny reply almost made him faint…well…almost.

L's hands had parted there symmetry. One of them, Light believed it was the left, was making his way up Light's back, and taking his shirt with it. It played with every inch of Light's skin; still it had found its destination. Light's head.

L slowly let them slide through Light's tiger-eye colored hair. They were so silky, they had no problem with it. Light's chocolate eye's melted in the heat L was discharging.

Suddenly, his head was pulled upwards. Lips came crashing onto his. A supernatural sensation came over him. Light may be the more submissive of them, but he still fought for dominance in the kiss. It was unbearable.

Now slowly the other hand went down, exploring Light's hips on its way. They stopped again as they wanted to enter his pants.

"…Light……" was moaned against his lips. The vibration sent chills down his spine.

"hmmm?" was all Light could say at the moment.

"I want you…" Those words, they were better than every drug in the world mixed together.

Just as L's hands were going down into his boxers, a sudden scream had echoed trough heaven.

It was the cry of a woman. Light's dream broke into little pieces.

It all vanished.

All he could see was a dark filled space.

A body of a woman was lying in front of him. She was strangled with her own hair. Her eyes were red, probably from crying so much. Her corpse had cuts and stitches everywhere.

It was a horrible sight. Light had to turn away. It was far too much for him. But something made him turn back. He knew that face.

The woman lying in front of him was no one else then Sayu herself. She had been so terribly disfigured that Light didn't notice it was her from the start.

"Why didn't you keep you promise?" Was a voice behind him. He turned.

There were standing L and the guy from last night. Both next to each other, and eyes narrowed on Light.

"Why did you flee? You could have saved her if you had just come with me in the easy way." Said the evil demon.

Light wanted to reply, but never got a chance.

"Don't talk yourself out of it, Kira! It's you, isn't it? As long as you are safe, the lives of others don't matter. You are a disgrace to our world. A waste of space. Your sister was innocent. She didn't deserve to die like that. Why did you pull her into your mess?"

"I-"

"You ran away like a stupid little child. You were all I wanted! But you gave me no chance but to kill her. She almost hurt me by trying to return to your side."

This was too much in on Light's eyes. He never wanted to pull her into this. But what had he done? She was the last person out there that he wanted to get pulled into this. But now, she was lying before him, dead. DEAD! Never before had Light felt such anger towards himself. Why did he run away? Why didn't he just pull out the gun and shoot the guy in the café?

Everybody vanished. Light fell to the floor. He curled himself into a ball.

Why? Why did he always mess up? Everything he had ever done was wrong. So bloody WRONG!

Light just sat there, curled up in a ball-like position and wept.

The floor underneath him vanished, but he wasn't falling. He was drowning.

Regret filed his body. So many things went through his mind.

Sayu deserved a better brother…

Light just wanted to drown. Drown and never wake up again.

He was getting dizzy; something was getting terribly wrong here. He was being shacked.

"….i…g..h" What was that? It sounded like some cry from far away….maybe some voice was haunting him, to make him feel worse than he was right now.

"Li…gh…t" His Name. Somebody was calling him? It sounded closer this time.

"Light"

Light fell like crying again. Why didn't they leave him alone in his misery?

"Wake up, Light!"

Dizziness filled him again. He couldn't think straight anymore. Who called him out there?

"Wake up!"

This time the cry sounded more desperate. As if he was in great danger.

There was a bright and shiny object in the sky. It shined down on him.

He wanted to get closer, to examine it more. It was warmth, filled with love and …

"Wake up!" He felt a scratching pain blow through his body. With that said, Light's eyes opened. What filled his gaze was a weary picture of colors that started to separate.

That drug must have gotten him more then he thought to the beginning.

As soon as it stopped, a more god-like vision filled him. L was hovering over him. One of his hands was at Light's shoulder, gripping it tightly. It was released a little bit after he noticed that Light was awake.

The other hand was a little more upwards, at light's cheek. His thumb started to caress it a little.

"Are you ok?"

His voice was filled with concern. But that left aside a minute. The real thing that caught Light was his eyes.

They were full of pain and dare he say, sorrow? What had worried him so much that it would pull him onto Light in such a 'position'?

L was looking straight into Light's eyes, both wide in shock.

Then, without a warning, L pulled Light close to his chest. L was shaking, or was it himself that was acting like this?

Was this a dream?

Light was shocked. What did he do?

He couldn't turn because L rested his head onto Light's sensitive neck.

Light was the one shaking? He tried to force his grip together, until it worked.

Light slowly put his arms around L's back.

He felt something wet on his cheek. It was still a little warm.

One of Light's hands left L's back to make its way to his own face. It was a clear substance.

Tears

Had Light been crying?

No, no way…no.

"L, what just happened?"

He felt like fainting again.

What really happened that morning…

It was a miracle.

If L had come only 1 or 2 minutes later, Light would have been disposed. It would have been all over. No more Kiras, and no chance in answers on the Kira-case.

The thought of losing such a valuable person made him freeze in fear. It would have been a great loss on both sides, and he would have to give up on ever finding out the truth that had haunted him threw out his eternal rest.

L had enjoyed their time together on the case. He had known that Light would eventually turn out to be Kira. There was no way that his theories had flaws, though executing the boy would just be a waste of mind.

He rather keep him looked up or to him for eternity. Killing someone so precious would be something to regret.

It was Light's mind that drove the detective insane. That underestimated little mind of his. It worked just like L's did. 'It' was the real prize here. It never made a mistake.

But that cursed notebook ruined it. It had destroyed a perfect human.

What was a perfect human?

L didn't know the answer, but if there was one, then he could imagine him to be similar. Though the word perfect made him groan a bit. Light's sense of justice was a little awkward but it still worked halfway properly when under memory restrain. But if under full influence, that sense had helped with the erasure of his sanity. It was a big factor that forced Light to use the thing. It was just as guilty as the Death Note. It made him kill. Kill innocent people, kill Watari, kill L.

With that said, all memories came up. How Light had held L with that evil grin of his face, smiling to himself, for nobody to see except for L. He always knew what Light was thinking, and it was obvious that he would have made a great scene to let the others doubt his murder.

But the person on his shoulder was somehow different. L couldn't read him anymore. It was as if he had, changed?

It was hard to imagine why he was still in Japan, and even harder to find a solution for the call.

He could have easily changed continents in a matter of a couple of days. B would have never found him.

Light had a lot of friends that could have saved him, maybe even his sister. He did say that he thought that B had been L, but was he so desperate to find out?

'Or is there another reason why he is still here…'

Enough thoughts!

They were driving down the Tokyo highway to an isolated 4 star hotel. L didn't want to go back to headquarters, because he didn't know what Watari and Near would force him to do to Light. He needed to talk to him, alone! Watari didn't like Light at all. But that was very understandable. Light had killed him. And Light had killed L. It was a miracle that he didn't feel a grudge against the teen anymore. He couldn't hate him at all. Every cell in L's body wanted to protect the boy from harm. It was a desperate need that had to be done. Keep him safe and sound. Light somehow belonged to him, but L still had to figure out where that thought came from.

Ever since he had filled the crime scene earlier, and had seen Light's face, he remembered. He remembered every little thing about him. Every expression let alone the emotions.

Light was a very emotional creature. It amazed L to see Light like that. Those feelings in his eyes. The total opposite of L. Light resembled a little child in those ways. It was quite cute to see him in anger or joy.

L noticed that the person on his back never had moved an inch. He could still feel him breathing, so Light wasn't dead.

When L had gotten to their hotel he found out why. Light had passed out.

'Interesting'…

Light probably had been drugged. He was weary since L had forced him onto the bike. Or Light's body had been so exhausted since he had been running like a maniac for over 24 minutes.

He would check later…

Bringing an unconscious body into a noble hotel wasn't easy! He had to carry Light bridal style through the entire lobby. Of course it drew attention to them. It wasn't at all amusing! Light was too heavy for L's small shoulders, but almost everything was. Having a hunched back with 25 wasn't something to look up to. The staff of the hotel looked at him like he was some sort of pervert from outer space.

L was still wearing his helmet and his motorbike-suit. Nobody could see him, so the pain wasn't too deep.

As L looked down at the sleeping beauty, he noticed that Light hadn't changed a bit. He still looked like a normal 18-19 year old college student. Thank god for that! Carrying a 22 year full grown man would be difficult for him. Light didn't at all look like on the pictures Near had given him. Light would be to underweight that. Very underweight!

As they finally came to their room, L had the hardest part. Undressing Light. His clothes were sweaty and full of dirt from that newly build road.

Light didn't wear anything under the stuff then a white undershirt and a pair of grey boxers. He almost had to tear those sport clothes from Light's slender body.

As he did the job, he came into skin contact with Light.

It sent chills down his spine. It was nice, in a kinky way.

Light's skin was so soft. It felt like as if he had fallen into a pot of skin lotion when he was a baby. It felt better than anything he ever touched before. L had to restrain himself from taking of Light's shirt just to have more to touch. It almost burned in his mind.

As the beauty continued sleeping there, L had to get his mind off of the boy. L went for a shower.

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Feeling the wet heat on his bare skin was a sensation. Humans didn't realize it until they died. Hot drops made their way down L's nude body. Even though this felt like heaven in a sick way, he couldn't get his mind of the boy.

'What will I do once he woke up?'

Light wasn't the person to need mental assistance from shocking moments. L found out after the stunt he did with Light's dad.

But this Light was different.

Would he fight for his life when he sees L? L hoped not. It would be a quite hard activity in this early morning. Though it would give him a reason to touch him again. Maybe even trapping him under L.

L tried to get his grip together! This was so immature. He wasn't some hormone driven sex-junkie, so he should act like one.

L needed to ask him some questions!

The Kira case popped out of his mind, and he was sure it would get some progress. As L finished his wicked shower, he made his way to the kitchen. He needed some cake!

He took some vanilla-cherry pie out of the refrigerator and sat down to enjoy it. It was wonderful! Maybe not as good as Watari's were, put quite close.

He sat there in silence, eating his cake, until he heard some noises out of the bedroom.

Was Light awake?

Or had B already found them and was trying to kidnap Light?

He darted towards the room and ripped the door open. It was a terrifying moment since he didn't have enough time to think of what to do if it had been the second possibility.

As he looked into the room, he noticed nothing had left his place since he had left for that shower. Light was still in bed and nobody was around him ether.

L sighed in relief. At least he didn't have to confront the teen now. That would be a later job he still had to do.

L turned to get back to his screaming cake, until he heard something again.

"….I….."

'I' what?

As he turned again he noticed that the source of the noise was Light. The sight he had burned into his mind. The chance of it leaving was utterly low. Not only had the idea of an unmoving room been totally wrong, 'this' was the worst!

Light was lying there in bed, shacking, and dare he say, crying?

Panic came over L. He ran to Light's side to make sure he wasn't dreaming. It was wrong to say that it was just a dream, but it was hard to believe though.

L brought his hands up to Light's shoulder and started shaking the teen. The chance of that working weren't too high.

"Light!" L started to yell out. The boy should wake up.

This was awkward.

"Light!"

L had never seen Light cry. Not after the 'stunt', not after he had been imprisoned for almost an entire month, and probably not after L had died. The teen's pride would never allow something so shameful happen in front of other people. Whatever had caused this to happen must be really sick. It was a real pain to see him like this, so defenseless.

"LIGHT" It drove L insane.

"Wake up, Light!" L shook Light even harder this time. Light's body was still shuddering in L's hands.

Light's body was cold. If he weren't moving you could assume that he was dead. His body was cold and pale.

"Wake up!"

'maybe…'

L put one of his hands to Light's cheek. He wiped away his tears to pat his face a bit. It was told in movies to help, so maybe it had some reason.

The detective was as his limits.

"Wake up!!!" He screamed out. It was eating him away to see Light crying in his arms and not being able to do anything about it.

Suddenly, his eyes opened slightly. More hot tears flowed down as they gazed on L. The teen didn't move. He was still shaking, and his eyes were half opened and fixed on L.

Who needs pride at the moment? L started to pet light's cheek again. It went easy because of the wet trail of tears.

Light's eyes opened fully at L. He was awestruck. Seeing those full honey brown eyes after such a long time had shut down L's mind. Light's eyes were drowned in sadness….and surprise? Well, it was a startling sight to see the former arch rival hovering over him, trying to wipe away his tears.

"Are you ok?" Was all L could get out at the moment. His body was flooded with an intense feeling that made his heart ache in pain. He brought him to his chest and pulled tight. It was had to imagine that something like this would ever happen, and he had never thought of the possibilities and how to react.

The detective was still in a trance.

He felt Light stiffen more under his touch. He must have noticed the water on his cheek, or he was uneasy about the position he was in?

The teen's hand slowly moved up, touching L's like a feather. He started to get warm again. L's head was still resting in Light's shoulder curve, steadily breathing onto the soft skin.

He heard the teen gasp in shock.

" L….what, just happened?"

'Oh, this could get nasty…'

You're my heaven and hell

Owo