Summary: AU. SLASH. Light refused the Death Note because he's MUCH more powerful then it. But, I won't reveal what it or HE is. He'd want to tell you himself. Oh, and what does this 'L' person have to do with all this? What's all this talk about soul mates, a magical bonding spell, angelic wings, and gold eyes? Well, Light knows all...

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot!

Warning: Rated M! This story contains Slash, which is boyxboy. Don't like, don't read. Oh, and Mpreg later on.

A/N: WELL ! Guess who got their learners 8D ! -pauses-

ME ! That's right ! Nate has gotten her learners ! I drove home today :3 . I was nervous at first , but then I got used to it ^-^ .

Okay , enough about me . I know that this seems unfair , but since Mia-Gabriella was my 100th reviewer , I'm writing a oneshot for her . Okay , okay , if you guys want one , just ask me and I MIGHT make one . It all depends on how I feel , on the time , and if I have time to . :) So , thanks to ALL of you who reviewed , faved , and alerted this story so far !

So , I hope this chapter made it up for the LONG time that I didn't update . My laptop doesn't have Internet at the moment , so I'm terribly sorry ! Enjoy the chapter :)

Warnings for this chapter: Nothing really . Read on !

Sweet Intoxication

Chapter 11

Light was shocked. No, astounded. What was Misa Amane, one of the models in Sayu's many magazines, doing in L's building? A teenage super model was being held captive by L. L the detective. The one that never refused a challenge or refused a tough case. It just didn't make sense...

The blond's smile melted off her face. She let her hand fall down to her side. "What's wrong?" She asked.

Light blinked. "...what are you doing here?" He whispered.

Misa rolled her purple eyes with a playful grin. "The same reason you are, Light-chan."

Light didn't react to the name, but he furrowed his eyebrows. "You mean...?"

Misa looked back down at the chess board and moved a piece. "Of course. I'm here because I spoke L's real name." She looked back up with a coy smile.

Light looked at Misa's wings as she fluttered them. She followed his eyes, then gasped. "You can see them?!" She asked, her voice excited and shocked but low in tone.

Light looked back at her lavender eyes and nodded. She clapped her hands quickly in front of her, a huge grin on her lips.

"Light can see Misa Misa's wings! That only means one thing!" She yelled happily.

Light rose a brow. "And that is?"

Misa's grin never faded, "You're a Dolia, too!" She said loudly.

Light's eyes widened. "You're a Dolia?!" He asked, going closer to the blond. Misa nodded quickly. He was too shocked to talk, so he just listened to Misa ramble.

"Oh my gosh! This is awesome! I never met another Dolia in the human world before! I mean, I heard about you back at home, but I never thought I actually meet you!" Misa said, her eyes sparkling.

Light looked confused. "You heard about me?"

Misa nodded again. "Of course! My mom is your mom's friend! They talk all the time! Your mom told me about you, and how you came down here because you were bored back at home! Oh emm gee ! This so SO exciting! You have to tell me everything!"

Misa talked like they were friends that hadn't caught up in years, which was partially true. The only thing was that they never met until now.

"Umm...listen, Misa..." Light began, "....I'm not too big on the Dolia talk, but I'd like to talk about it some other time in the near future...but right now...I need to get out of here."

Misa looked hurt. "But you can't go!" She whined, "We finally met and we have to catch up! I've only been living for sixty three years and you're a hundered and something! We gotta fill in that fifty year gap! And besides, I can't leave this room."

Light blinked. "Why not?"

Misa placed her fish cracker back into her bowl. "Because L ordered me not to."

Light scowled. "You don't have to listen to him, you know. Leave with me, then I promise we'll catch up."

Misa smiled down at her chess board. "I'd love to do that, Light...but I'm incapable of leaving this room."

Light looked really confused. "You look capable."

Misa looked up at Light, eyes hurt. "No, you don't get it. I promised L I'd stay. Misa doesn't break promises..."

Light face palmed mentally. He closed his eyes and let his two perfect brows form a crease in the middle. Silence took over the two Dolias, but Light tried to comprehend why Misa listened to Light's stubborn mate.

"...You have beautiful wings, Light-chan.." Misa whispered, looking at Light with glowing lavender eyes.

Light opened his own and saw that Misa was looking behind Light, supposedly where he wings would have been if he was in his true form.

"....Thank you?" Light said, a little confused. He saw one of Misa's pale, thin hands reach forward. She grabbed nothing but air, and pouted.

"Let me feel them." She said, looking at Light with desperate eyes. Light himself would of never let anyone touch them but his mate or parents...but, Misa was the first Dolia he met on earth, so he guessed that he'd let her...

"Okay...but, are there any cameras in here?" Light asked, looking around the white room.

Misa shook her head. "L sort-of trusts me. But, he does observe me from there at times." The blond pointed to the mirror that took up half the wall. Light looked at it.

"A two-way mirror...?" He whispered.

Misa nodded, "Yup! But, the thing I don't know is if he's in there or not. It's confusing." She pursed her pink lips, as if deep in thought.

Light could of risked this...but, if L really was in there, he'd see Light in his true form, and maybe he'd let him go....or want to bond.

Speaking of his mate, the sugary smell was back. As fine as ever, too.

"Please Light!" Misa whined, "Let me touch your wings. They look so...soft."

Light closed his eyes for a minute, then reopened them to see that his vision was gold. Misa was gold, the room was gold...everything seemed to look as if King Midas touched it. Light heard Misa gasped slightly, and he looked at her. She was petting his wings.

"Light-kun...." She breathed, feeling the feathers of the male's wings. "...Your wings are....magical." She slipped her tongue from her mouth and moistened her own lips with a quick lick. "They're wonderful...stunning...outstanding..."

Light slightly blushed. He knew his wings were nice, but stunning was a new one.

"Thank you, Misa." He whispered.

"Flutter them for me!" She said, smiling. Light comprehended, letting his wings stretch out behind his back and he fluttered them, a feather or two falling to the ground. In the florescent light, Light's wings were like an angel's. Each feather was intertwined with a small amount of metallic gold, and the pointed arc reached the top of his head, while the bottom reached his calves. The feathers were light, yet so soft to the touch. Like a cloud, or flour in a bag. Misa was memorized by them.

"...Are you done?" Light asked.

Misa nodded her head, "Yeah!"

Light closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the world's color was back.

"Oh, do take a seat, Light!" Misa said happily, pointing to the other pink chair.

Light looked at it, but then shook his head. "I'm going to try to escape, Misa. Don't tell L, please."

Misa's bottom lip pouted cutely. "But...I thought we were going to catch up..." She whispered, her tone sad.

Light cursed himself. Girls were always so emotional. He put both his hands on Misa's bony shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "Misa..." He began, "You don't understand. My family is waiting for me at home. L told them that I went to America for a contest prize, and they believed him. Now, I need your help to get out."

Misa blinked, her face blank. "Misa would be happy to let Light out, but--" Her mouth snapped shut as she looked at the door. Her eyes went wide and she just watched, face going a shade paler.

Light looked behind him, but there was nothing. He turned back to Misa. "Misa...?" He asked. Said girl looked at Light.

"If Light wants to stay out of trouble, he'll leave this room right now." She whispered, eyes frantic.

Light looked confused. "What? Misa, tell me whats wrong."

Misa shook her head and stood, bringing Light with her. "L is back. You must leave and go back to your room!" She urged.

Light rolled his eyes. "L doesn't scare me, Misa. I thought I told you that."

Misa whimpered. "But...he sounds scary..."

Light rose a brow. "What do you mean, 'sounds scary'?"

Misa licked her pink lips quickly. "Misa can hear a hundred times better then anything. Even Light. Misa hears L coming to the room, and he sounds...." Her voice trailed off, and all that was heard was the door knob turning.

Light froze in the spot, the smell instantly gone. L really was here.

"Hello, Light-kun..." A voice behind Light said.

Light swallowed hard. "Hello...L." He muttered, not turning.

Misa just sat back down, her eyes big. She was staring at the other man.

"...Throughout my entire life, Light-kun....I thought God was the only one who could take human's lives...but until I met you, I now know that God isn't the only one..."

Light swung around on his heel. Right in L's hands, was his black Death Note. Ryuk was behind the detective, trying to hold in laughter.

Light could only breath.

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"So, Light-kun....would you mind explaining why you have such a notebook?" L asked, circling the brunette. He dragged Light to a room where there was only a table and two chairs. A single lamp was the only source of light.

Light sighed. "...You believe a notebook that kills people with just a name, but you can't believe me being a Dolia?"

L slammed the notebook onto the table, his black eyes hard. "Light-kun will not bring Dolias into this conversation. I want to know how and why you have such a thing."

Light glared at his mate. "First of all, I didn't pick it. I fell from the sky one day. I got it after class and took it home. I didn't know why, but I tried it out. It worked, yet I still wasn't convinced. So, I took another life of a criminal. I didn't know what to do, so I put it away. After a while, Ryuk came."

"Ryuk?"

"Ryuk is the shinigami." Light said, looking at a pair of red eyes in the corner of the room. Ryuk just chuckled.

"Oh...proceed." L muttered, also looking at the God of death.

"So...Ryuk and I had a small argument about me being a Dolia, so he stuck around until I could prove it. I did many times, yet he doesn't believe me. L, you have to believe me when I say I didn't kill anyone else."

L sat down in the other chair, his knees to his chest.

"Light-kun is aware that he'll have to go under punishment, right?"

Light gulped. "Yeah...it's just...they were criminals! They had their chance..."

L shook his head. "They could have been brought to justice. Instead, you killed them without a second thought."

"I didn't mean to!" Light yelled, eyes slightly watering. "I was just testing the Death Note!"

L kept his voice monotonous. "Wasn't that one death enough proof?"

Light shook his head, "No! It could have been a coincidence! I mean, I didn't want to kill them!"

L sighed and stayed quiet for a few minutes. Light's eyes were still watered. He didn't want to go to prison. He was too young.

"Light-kun...I'm afraid that I can't do anything to you. Punishment wise."

Light's eyes widened.

"Because I have no proof that you killed them."

"You have the Death Note that has their names in it." Ryuk offered, coming closer to the two geniuses. Light glared at him. Was he trying to get Light into prison?!

L shook his head. "This notebook is the most powerful weapon on this planet. We can't have the government finding out. It'll bring anarchy...war...destruction...so, instead..." L trailed off, not sure what to do.

Light swallowed hard. "I can give it up." He whispered. L and Ryuk looked at the teen, surprised.

"You can?" L asked.

Light nodded. "Right, Ryuk?" He looked at the shinigami.

He looked a little disappointed, but said "Yeah."

L placed his thumb between his pale lips, and thought. What to do. Let Light go free without any punishment? Or sentence him to a few years in prison? But with what proof? A notebook that kills people with just a name and face? No one would believe that. Either way, I will make Light give up the notebook. What will happen then?

The detective looked up at the shinigami. "Ryuk-san?"

"Huh?"

"What will happen to Light-kun if he gives up the notebook?"

Ryuk scratched his head. "Well, he'd forget everything about it, and meeting me. He'll probably remember you and everything that's happened so far..."

L chewed on his thumb nail and looked back at the tabletop. Light stared at his mate. What are you thinking...?

Light sighed. "Ryuk...I guess this is goodbye."

Ryuk and L once again looked shocked.

"Just like that? You're giving it up?" L asked, his head tilting to the side. Light nodded.

"Are you serious?" Ryuk asked.

Light nodded again. "Ryuk, I give up ownership of the Death Note."

Ryuk nodded. "Alright. Well, see ya, kid. Have fun." Ryuk gave a chuckle and walked through a wall.

L stared at the wall while Light's head connected to the tabletop.

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To be continued...

Okay , that officially SUCKED. Well , to me it did . I think I should of added more emotion and talking -.-

But , nevertheless , I hope you sorta enjoyed that crap. Next chapter will be better , cause I'm adding another certain someone :)

-Nate

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