L's eyes widened. He didn't have anything to say as he pulled away from Light. He just watched, waiting to see if the brown-haired boy would say anything else.

"You knew that though, didn't you?"

L nodded. "...I never thought you would say it to me."

"Let it be proof of how much trust I have in you," Light smirked.

L didn't grin. He just grabbed Light's face and tilted his head for a long kiss.

Light was a little surprised, but quickly melted into the sensation and worked his tongue into the other's mouth.

They pulled away after a solid twenty or so seconds, leaving both gasping for air.

"Lawliet," L said breathily, as if out of nowhere.

"What?" Light panted, confused.

"That's my real name. L Lawliet."

The brown-haired boy's eyes widened. "Why are you telling me this?"

"For the same reason that you told me you were Kira. Because I trust you." L brushed some hair behind his lover's ear, having had fallen in his face as they pulled away from the kiss. "If you end up betraying me somehow, and I die, then that's okay. Because I'm not interested in living without you anyway."

Light smiled. "Same to you. Hey, do you think you could take these handcuffs off?"

L shook his head. "If anything happens, there's a chance I wouldn't get them back on you in time. Are your arms sore from staying like that?"

The killer nodded. "...Extremely, to be honest. My arms feel like they're going to fall off of my body. My wrists feel twisted and it hurts to move them."

L thought about it. "...Okay. I'll take them off. I could tell the others it was a trust test. If it comes from me, they'll believe it." He reached into his pocket and grabbed a small metal key before putting it into the handcuffs. All it took was a simple turn for Light's arms to be free for the first time in thirty-two days.

"...Ohh my God…" he stretched out his arms. "Thank you! That feels so much better."

"Matsuda?" L called to the camera.

The intercom turned on. "Yeah?"

"How much longer does Light's dad say they'll be out?"

"Uhm, I'll text him. Hold on a sec." There was a pause before Matsuda replied, "Another two hours at the least. You can take your time with… w-whatever it is that you're doing."

"Hmm…" L sat down on the bench next to Light in his usual crouched over position. He put his thumb to his lips, as if making a decision. "Then would you turn off this camera?"

"...Sure. Do you want the microphone off too?"

"Preferably. But let us know if the others come back sooner than expected."

"Okay.."

"Oh, and Matsuda."

"Yeah, Ryuzaki?"

"Have you turned on the microphone in this cell to listen in at any point during this meeting?"

"N-no, I swear! That'd be a total invasion of privacy, dontcha think?"

L nodded. "Yes, so don't ever do so unless I explicitly tell you to. Which will likely never happen."

"Okay. I'll uh, I'll go now. Bye, Ryuzaki. Bye, Light!"

"Bye," Light called.

"Goodbye," L added.

The red light above the camera lense faded to black as the camera auto-positioned itself toward the floor.

"Very good." L grinned a bit and turned back to Light. "Now, I believe you weren't done telling me your plan from earlier?"

"Oh yeah," Light nodded. He turned toward the boy and grabbed his hands. "...It's been so long since I could do that," he chuckled.

L's face lit up slightly and he squeezed Light's hands in return.

"Anyway, here's the deal. Before you took me to this cell, I went to Misa. I'll be honest here- she had a Death Note too. Nonetheless, I got her permission to give it to someone else. You were right about there being a second Kira."

L nodded his head slightly, waiting patiently for Light to continue.

"So, I found someone who I know is loyal to me. He's spoken at Kira-centered events, and was always in the background of the rallies on TV. His name is Mikami. I want you to go to Misa, and take the Death Note that she has. Making sure you have her permission to hand it off, mail it to Mikami. I already attached a note inside. Misa has his address. All you have to do is send it off. After that, she's going to lose all memory of owning a Death Note and forget everything about being the second Kira, and that's no problem by me."

"Why didn't you ask Misa to do it all herself?" L asked.

"For the same reason that you told me your real name - because I was okay with being executed if I didn't have you on my side. And I couldn't be completely sure of that decision until I'd let you be 100% positive that I'm Kira."

L still seemed hesitant about the plan. "But, isn't it too risky to send the Death Note to a complete stranger? You don't truly know how this man would react. I'll take the Death Note from Misa, and keep it. With yours in my custody, and ownership of Misa's, everything will go the way that we want it, right?"

Light shrugged his shoulders. "Well, it's possible. Are you sure you can take on a duty like that? To kill innocent people? After a life solving crime, you're okay with committing it?"

"I've committed many crimes in my life… and although I was raised for a role of justice... " L sighed. "I suppose I could kill, if it will clear your name."

Light wove his fingers through L's messy black hair. "If I was still desperate to bring you down… Ryuzaki…" he snickered. "This would be as good as a surrender from you. I know your name, you've submitted your morals to be mine… and now you're even taking on the work of the killer you've aspired to stop. It's… amazing, what love can do."

All of a sudden, L's usually unreadable face looked like it was hit with a gruesome realization. "Well, I'm not sure why you had to go and say something like that." He shook Light's hands from his hair and turned toward the bars of the cell.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to offend-"

"Relationship or no relationship, words go a long way. Shouldn't someone as manipulative as you know that?" L narrowed his eyes, still looking away.

Light's eyes, on the other hand, widened in horror. Shit, he'd really messed up. "R-Ryuzaki-"

The black-haired boy grabbed Light's arms and pulled them behind his back before quickly refastening the handcuffs. In fact, they felt even tighter than before. "You can eat your food without hands today. I think it's time I retired to my desk in the control room and thought this whole situation out." He sighed, leaving the cell and slamming the door behind him. He watched Light's shocked face through the bars for a moment before turning toward the hallway with a sigh. "What an utter mess…"

The echoing footsteps faded as he turned the corner. What had just happened?!

"...Ryuzaki…?"

Light's call was met with silence.