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[Chapter Twenty-One]

[Warning: Several scenes in this story contain mature concepts that may not be suitable for those under 18. This story is intended for a mature audience. Please consider this before continuing.]

"Nothing is going to happen to us. We haven't broken any laws."

"What?"

"L took us hostage. We were members of the investigation, so we had the right to use that helicopter. Technically—we haven't done anything wrong. We have the right to use everything in that building—it belongs to us just as much as the other men on the team."

"Even the guns?"

"...Yes."

"But... you aren't licensed to operate a helicopter."

"About that... would your shinigami be so kind to forge the documents? To make it appear as I got licensed two years ago?"

You turned to Isamu.

"Yes... I will do it."

He sprouted wings and flew off.

"He's going to go do that."

Light smiled.

"We'll be okay."

"But Light! I used my shinigami to help us escape! They know I have one—"

"Shhhhh." He stepped forward and took you in his arms to comfort you. He quickly changed the subject. "That helicopter is going to be a problem. When they do an aerial sweep, they'll spot it immediately."

"How would we hide it?"

"I'm thinking that we could push it into the forest... So it's hidden by the umbrage."

You felt tired and irritated. You didn't like it when Light used fancy words when you were tired. "Umbrage. Right. And how exactly are we going to get it into the forest? The last time I checked, helicopters were heavy."

"We can do it if we work together."

Working together. Working together for so many things... for an ideal world.

After getting the helicopter into the trees, you felt a little better. Sitting down on the floor to stretch your legs out, you turned to Light. He sat across from you.

"Light, we're going to need to get food. I think we can sleep in here if we move some things around—I can always get my shinigami to bring us things later, but until he gets back, we're on our own."

"That's alright. There's enough snacks in here to last a week."

You managed a laugh. "I should have known. Silly L."

"Why do you call him L, Tomomi?"

You looked towards him. Did it really matter if you told him? He wouldn't know his last name anyway.

"Because that's his name."

"His name is L?"

"Yes."

He looked out the window, into the distance.

"Tomomi. I don't know what they will do when they find us, but I think that it's in our best interest to stay hidden for a long time. We'll have to get your shinigami to deliver messages for the moment. It won't be long until L tries to contact us." He leaned back. "I think that I'll... take a nap."

He must be exhausted... it was 9:00AM. He had been up for more than 24 hours. You stayed awake, scouting for helicopters, planes, boats... anything.

"Light! The death notes!"

Light jerked upright.

"Doesn't your shinigami have them?!"

"Yeah... but! The laptops! We need to get them!"

"Tomomi! Calm down. It's only going to look like we were researching criminals. That's practically part of the investigation.

"You're right. I don't know why I'm so worried."

"It's alright, Tomomi." His expression softened. "I'll keep you safe." He reached over and pulled you down to the floor of the helicopter with him. "Sleep... you need it as much as I do."

You let yourself relax in his arms, and he coaxed you to sleep with soft words of reassurance.

* * *

Your eyes opened. It was bright, and you felt Light's chest under your head. Slowly, you turned to look up at him. His face was soft—he was in a deep sleep.

"Tomomi," whispered Isamu. You slowly lifted Light's hands off of you, and turned to look at Isamu. "I brought you a futon and your blanket." you sat up, and he handed them to you. Unrolling the futon, you placed it on the floor of the helicopter. Turning back to Light, you did your best to get him on the futon, and then covered him with the blanket.

"I also brought you clean clothes." He pushed one of your suitcases towards you.

"Did you see Ryuk in the apartment?"

"Yes. I told him what happened."

"Good. And you have both of the death notes?"

"Yes."

"What about L? Have there been any messages from L?"

"No, but there is a search for both of you. Your father has appeared on TV—"

"What?! Dad? No! L can't do this to me!"

"I know it's painful. Your father was also notified that you were suspected as Kira. You and Light both."

"They said this on TV?"

"No. I overheard him talking on the phone when I got your clothing."

"He's in my apartment?!"

"Yes. Light's mother and sister are there too."

You hung your head in shame.

"I feel so...guilty."

"I put some paper and a pen in your bag. Write a note to your dad. I'll deliver it."

"Okay."

Dear Dad,

You must feel awfully confused about this whole thing. I want you to know exactly what happened. Around the time I was finishing high school, I met Light. I knew what he was, who he was, and what he was going through. Light is innocent, and so am I. I can't explain this whole thing to you because I don't know how much they've already told you. I need you to believe me on this one, dad. I haven't done anything wrong, and Light hasn't either. Please reassure his sister and mother. Everything will be clear soon enough.

Tomo

You folded the paper and handed it to Isamu. You heard Light stir from behind you, and he sat up.

"What's going on?"

You relayed the news to Light.

"My mother and sister know?"

"I was just writing a note to my father.... Would you like to include a message for your sister and mother?"

He slowly nodded. You handed him the paper. He wrote a few sentences, and then handed it back to you. You folded it, and handed it to Isamu.

Isamu looked down at what Light had written, and then looked up at you. His expression was unreadable.

After a moment, he responded.

"Do you want anything else from home?"

"Toothpaste, shampoo, things like that. Some matches... food. Bring food. Another blanket wouldn't hurt either. If you could manage bringing some more clothing, that wouldn't hurt either. And pillows! Bring pillows, please."

Isamu looked at you for a moment.

"Okay." He flew straight through the ceiling of the helicopter.

"Tomomi..."

"Yes, Light?"

You turned and looked at him. You were both stressed out.

"I would never want my mother and sister involved in this."

"I know," you said, moving closer to him. He pulled you into a hug.

"I didn't want this to happen," he whispered. "Not to you. You are everything to me."

You felt like you had been punched in the stomach. If you hadn't insisted on him relinquishing ownership, you wouldn't be in this situation. You couldn't hold anything against him anymore—anything could be forgiven if it was replaced with such love and devotion. Kiyome Takada and Misa Amane didn't matter to you anymore.

Your lips sloppily met with his—he didn't hesitate. You didn't care anymore. All you had left was him. You both sought whatever comfort the other had to offer.

While you tugged at his shirt, his hands were working at your jeans. Your eyes fluttered open when you felt Light bite your lip. He was eager to get to you.

You yearned for his warm body—his touch. You pulled the blankets over the both of you, and closed your eyes; in love with the moment. As time passed, you felt warm tears form in your eyes. There was no other person that you would rather share this moment with. Light's skin was soft and warm. You held on as long as you could, until Light collapsed beside you. His arms pulled you into him, and you basked in the warm moment.

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