Authors Note - Sorry for the delays. School got out a week ago, so I have been adjusting moving back home and getting everything put together. This stroy will be finished this summer; I promise. I've had a couple writers block, but I am hopefully getting rid of it this summer. I have idea's for new stories and I will continue with my older stories which I haven't touched in a couple months.

Also, don't forget to go back and re-read Chapter Nine. I updated and changed a few things since last time. Thanks!

Chapter Ten - Breaking Point

"Ryuzaki…I…" Light began before he choked on his words and hung up the phone quickly.

Ryuzaki clutched onto the phone tightly after he heard Light hang up before finishing his sentence. After a minute, Ryuzaki finally set the phone down on the hook before closing his eyes tightly. He turned around to face the others with the same impassive expression on his pale face.

"I updated Light on everything," he explained to the others. "I believe he's slowly losing himself being locked up alone for so long. This just means that we have to find him faster before we put his mind at a dangerous state."

"Should we look for Kira again?" Mogi asked as he stood up.

Ryuzaki was silent for a moment before running his fingers through his unruly hair. He sighed and sat down once more in his chair before turning to the computer screen as the kidnappers brought Light back into the room.

"No," he said simply before grabbing some sugar cubes for his tea.

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53 days later…

Light had been locked up for about 2 months now. His clothes were dirty and hung lose from his body. His once olive colored skin was now almost completely pale as if he was sick; he had bags under his dull honey eyes which currently were out of focus as they stared up at the wall in front of him. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his wrists once more cuffed behind his back, rocking back and forth slightly. His lips moved slowly as he mumbled to himself under his breath.

"No, no can't do that," he muttered out loud, his eyes losing focus as he continued to stare at the wall. "Lose. I will lose, I can't to do that. It's impossible," he continued to speak in short sentences that didn't quite seem to make any sense. "Monday or Tuesday I was outside. You were there and I was there…and there was the sun. I like the sun. I miss the sun. I have to get out of here; the voices are telling me things. I can still hear it."

He paused, his head almost twitching to the side as the lock on the door clicked. He continued to rock back and forth staring up at the masked man who came in with his food. The male set the food down beside Light and then un-cuffed him quickly before leaving the room once more. Light remained motionless for a couple more minutes before reaching over slowly and picking up the sandwich and taking a bite of it.

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Aggravated, Ryuzaki tossed several papers aside before looking up at the screen. He ran his alabaster fingers through his obsidian hair with tired eyes and sighed. He and the other detectives had been working almost non-stop in attempts to find the kidnappers who had taken Light hostage. Kira had disappeared completely and Ryuzaki couldn't help but to think that they were not going to find him at this rate. Could they get a dummy Kira? Get one of the criminals and have him claim to be Kira for the kidnappers? Impossible; the kidnappers would probably demand proof that he was Kira and not a fake.

Despite the fact they had no Kira trail, Ryuzaki lied to the kidnappers saying that they had suspects in question and that they were getting closer to narrowing down the list of those who were suspected. A lie, of course, but without them, Ryuzaki wasn't sure what would happen to Light.

He hated seeing the lifeless look in Light's eyes whenever he would glance over at the monitor. Light had given up and it was obvious with his current state of mind. The teen had been mumbling incoherent things all morning and the detective was afraid that this may cause somewhat of a permanent damage on the other.

"Chief Soichiro," Ryuzaki said before turning around in his chair.
"Yes Ryuzaki?" he asked curiously as he looked up from the paperwork. His brown eyes were tired and there were bags under them indicating that he had not slept in quite some time.

L's eyes danced across the room casually. Chief Soichiro and Mogi were filing through the papers once more hoping to catch something they may have missed. Matsuda was taking a quick nap on the couch provided and Aizawa was getting more coffee and tea for everyone.

"Finding Kira at this point seems near impossible. Whether he is still out there or not I am not sure," L said as he walked over to the table. "Find a criminal we can use and say that we have found Kira. Either we draw Kira out with the fake one, or we hand the fake one over in exchange for Light…"
"Ryuzaki that's absurd!" Soichiro said as he stood from his chair abruptly and slammed his fist on the table. "I do not want to sacrifice someone else's life…"
"Chief Soichiro," Ryuzaki cut him off, "I understand you do not wish to sacrifice someone else's life in this; however we have no other chance of finding Light unless we can get Kira. Unless Light can give us more clues to their whereabouts or unless we can figure out who the kidnappers are, I am afraid our time is running out and Light will die."

The room was silent for a moment as the other detectives stopped working and looked over and L and the Chief. Soichiro looked down at his fist before closing his eyes. He knew Ryuzaki was right, but the thought of risking someone's life sounded like something Kira would do.

"Alright…" he finally said before he opened his eyes once more looking up at the detective. "I don't want any harm to come to him. He will just be used to lure the kidnappers out so we can save Light."
"Understood," Ryuzaki said before turning around and moving back to his computer.

He hopped up onto the chair in his usual position and began to reach for some sugar cubes sitting on the cart of sweets beside him. Once the sugar cube was placed into his sweet coffee, L began to type on the computer quickly looking up criminal files.

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After finishing his food, Light pushed the tray away and curled up on the floor before looking up at the tiles on the ceiling once more. He grew restless and began to move around enjoying the freedom his arms had at the moment. He had removed his jacket a couple days ago as he grew hot sitting in his suit all day. The white shirt was now a couple sizes too big for him and his pants sagged slightly. His light brown hair looked disheveled and had grown several inches.

Hearing the lock click, Light's eyes flashed over to the door with fear and he shot up into a sitting position. "They're coming for me" he thought as he leaned back against the wall. "What do they want?" he whispered out. His eyes never left the door. "I can't do it. They are coming for me. What do they want this time? They always come. I can't do it anymore."

The door pushed open and several men walked in. Leaning back against the wall, Light tried to shrink away from them. As two of them reached for him, he struggled as they pulled him up to his feet. Light then saw the blond hair of the man he knew as T; his face was hidden once more, but Light could tell it was him. "Faceless..." he thought as he stared up at the other as he grew closer. He struggled against the two men's grip on him; he had the urge to try to find out what the other looked like.

"Look at him…" Takuya said chuckling softly as he moved over to Light. "The poor thing is terrified."

The others around Light laughed under their breath; their hold getting tighter on his arms. The teen continued to struggle; his mind drifting in his own world to really comprehend what T was saying to him. His eyes became dilated before he cried out, struggling ferociously against the others grip.

He pushed himself forward knocking himself into T causing him and the other to fall over. Gripping onto the male mask, Light pulled it off and began hit and punch the other despite the struggles of the other men. It felt like everything was moving in slow motion for Light; his dull colored honey eyes stared down into the face that had kidnapped him and tortured him and his body was filled with rage.

"I hate you! Get away from me!" Light shouted multiple times as his fist made contact with the other several times.
"G-get off of me!" shouted Takuya as he tried to push the teen away from him. "Get him off of me!"

The men around him quickly pulled him off of T and slammed him against the wall. Light watched as T got back to his feet and quickly pulled the mask over his face before he stepped forward and punched Light in the stomach. Wincing from the pain, Light leaned over gasping for air; his world finally speeding up again.

After several more punches to the stomach, Light coughed up blood and would of fallen over if two men weren't holding him up. The hand-cuffs were back on his wrists to keep him from attempting to fight back. Light had thought the pain was over, but was wrong when he felt T's fist make contact with his jaw several times. Light could hear voices and laughing, but the words were all a blur as T threw him into the opposite wall before kneeing him in the chest. His vision was blurry and he stumbled forward before T tripped him down to the floor. Light groaned in pain as he rolled onto his side coughing up more blood. More kicks and punches to his abdomen and face before slowly Light was surrounded by darkness; unconsciousness.

T dragged Light's body back against the wall before putting the blind-fold over him once more. "Fucking brat," he seethed through his teeth before he turned and left the room. The other kidnappers left as well closing and locking the door behind him.

"Get in contact with L," he ordered as he slammed the door open to the other room. "I am growing impatient. Also, make a clean sweep of the perimeter; my mask was off and knowing the detectives they will be looking for me now. I don't want them to get close do I make myself understood?" he shouted at all of them before he grabbed a chair and tossed it at the nearby wall.
"Yes sir," the several men in the room said in union.

Running his fingers through his hair, Takuya stormed to the other side of the room and pulled open the door again. He paused and looked over at the others for a moment; his eyes livid. "Stop giving the brat his meals until further notice. No one goes in or out of that room unless I say so!" he shouted angrily.
"Yes sir," the men said again before Takuya stormed out of the room slamming the door again.