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Chapter 21: Running Time
Diary
L was being such a jerk. I know where it was coming from, but I myself was not exactly mentally stable. At one time I felt incredibly calm with the fact that my possible death is coming close. At other times I was overwhelmed with panic. Maybe that is why Brian told me to write in this diary. Maybe I should give it to L when I have finished it, just to leave something behind. Still, even while writing this, I feel my heart clench painfully at the thought of leaving everything behind.
Anyway, dear never-having-been-alive-Diary, the time was ticking and L didn't seem to plan to waste even a second.
~Scene Break ~ Day 4 ~ L ~
They had already wasted two days after Light had been found. Of course, this time had been necessary for his recovery and making a plan, but it still bothered L. That evening Light didn't show any progress.
L had decided that meditation would be the best choice to start with. So, after he had woken up Light-kun, who had grumpily tried to ignore him, he dragged him to a silent room where they could meditate without being bothered.
Unfortunately, Light-kun didn't cooperate, much to L's annoyance. This resulted Light-kun to get annoyed too.
'I can't help it L!' Light had signed at him in a frustrated manner. He once again pulled himself back in the lotus position that he found very uncomfortable. 'I can't stop myself from fallen asleep, just wake me up alright? I'm doing all I can."
L knew that. Yet, he felt the seconds in the back of his counting.
Still like he promised, Light-kun kept trying and trying and trying. He had fallen asleep three times in the process and been quite rudely awoken by the detective.
The third time with a foot in his face.
Yet even early in the morning, there had still been no progress.
L wanted to punch something. Maybe he should have listened to Watari. He glanced at the teenager that was hunched over in his lotus position. He had once again fallen asleep.
Should he let him rest for a moment? Should he wake him up again? Meditating was not as easy as it looked. It needed discipline and a slight concentration to get one's mind to relax.
A small groan caught L's attention.
Light-kun was shivering again, like he had done a couple times this evening. Seven people dead, L concluded. However, unlike the previous shivers, Light-kun didn't stop shivering. He curled up into himself and started swaying.
Worried, L closed in on the teenager, unsure of what to do.
How to get him to share his memory? How to get it without hurting him?
L hated being unsure about something. He hated Kira. He hated the unknown. He reached out to shake Light-kun's shoulders, but just before he could touch him, Light-kun grabbed his arms and was looking at him with wide eyes.
'Brown jacket… look for a brown jacket.' He mouthed to him urgently, pulling at L's white shirt.
"Anything else Light-kun?" L tried to remain calm, but he found it difficult to ignore the anxious feelings building up in his stomach.
Light-kun frowned as if trying to come up with something and his eyes suddenly became alarmingly blank.
"Light-kun!" L shouted at the teen.
Those eyes were bad. That blank look was very very bad. L suddenly realised that it wasn't as simple as getting Light to remember. It was making Light remember without losing himself.
Light-kun found himself a distance away on the floor by the force behind L desperate kick. Shaking the teen to open his eyes, L was relieved that they weren't blank anymore.
That had been close.
'L?' Light seemed confused at the fact that he was shaking him.
"Don't get distracted from this world Light-kun. Always keep aware of those around you." L stated urgently.
Light-kun nodded at him, but L wasn't satisfied. He shook the teenager firmer.
"Understood?"
"Hai."
They stopped meditating for the day and Light finally got his rest. In the mean time, L was going through videos of the surveillance cameras from the district and day in which Light and Kira met.
He noted that only about a two hundred and fifty-three people had been wearing something that could be either mistaken or indentified as a brown jacket that day.
At least it was something.
~ Day 5 ~ Light~
L made everyone move to another location the next morning. The whole process only took a couple of hours. I was surprised by how he managed to pack all his equipment so quickly, but decided not to question him.
Gramps must have had something to do with it.
I know that L wasn't very happy with my lack of energy yesterday. I hadn't been either, but no matter how hard I tried, I still ended up falling asleep. That was when I started having those dreams… I know what happened, but I can't visualise it anymore.
I can't remember what was said.
If anything was said at all.
Seeing as there had been no direct results from the meditation exercise itself, it surprised me when L dragged me away again.
"Shouldn't we help moving?" I questioned the detective.
A drawled "No" was the short reply.
Great, Mr. Detective was in a grumpy mood today.
'Alright then.'
We stepped into the room that I recognised as the one that we had used the day before. Thinking that we would same as yesterday, I sat down on the ground, shifted myself so I crossed my legs and started pulling one leg over my other.
Making sure it wouldn't slip away I placed my hands on my knees and slowly breathed out, waiting for L to do the same.
"No that won't be necessary Light-kun." L stopped me as he sat down in front of me and drew his knees to his chest.
Assuming that it wasn't necessary to put my hands as I had, I opened my eyes and put my hands in a more comfortable position.
I watched him as he cocked his head to the side.
I raised an eyebrow questioningly. What was I doing wrong?
He was clearly waiting, nibbling in that slightly disgusting way on his thumb again.
My eyebrow twitched nearly automatically in distaste.
He stopped nibbling.
I slightly narrowed my eyes.
He slightly pulled his hand away from his mouth.
My eyes widened slightly in surprise and I'm sure he must have seen the approval in my eyes.
He pulled it a little further away from his lips.
Finally. Maybe he had realised that it wasn't very good for him to do that. At least not when I was around. I have been following him around the whole day and I surely had not seen him wash his hands in the last couple of hours.
My eyes suddenly focused on the little mischievous twitch of his lips.
Oh no he wasn't-
He had gone back to nibbling on his thumb.
I glared, but he ignored my glare. Instead he stared at me with that annoying blank stare again.
I doubled glare. He doubled his stare.
I nearly sweat dropped, but I refused my face to follow that instinct. I just knew that the detective in front of me was waiting for it. I saw his lips twitching in amusement, as if he was going to smile.
A growl was building up in my throat, but suddenly his eyes became cold again.
Right. The reality slammed back into me. I suddenly felt heavy again and nodded ever so slightly.
No time for games.
"Don't sit like that." L told me and I shifted out of my pose, not knowing how I was supposed to sit otherwise.
I waited for him to explain, as I shifted into a more comfortable position. L caught on quickly and spoke up again.
"This time, since you now have energy to stay awake-" I couldn't help but glare at him but he ignored me."-we will try to meditate through relaxation."
L himself shifted into his familiar pose. He had his hands on his knees while resting his head on them, as he stared at me.
"My own personal preference is this current position I am in while meditating. I'm sure you have noticed it many times before."
Normally I would have used this opening to make a quick jab at him about how I wouldn't have been the only one, but the situation slowly started to get to me, so I ignored the opportunity. Instead I nodded in agreement.
"I already explained why. Most important, I am able to relax in this position, but still remain aware of myself."
Light slowly began to understand. If L would be too relaxed, he would – if he wasn't too exhausted to notice - regain his awareness by the shifting of his legs. After all, gravity would urge his body to lie down, or to shift. His leg would tense up at the sudden shift and L would regain awareness again.
"I understand." I let him know and stood up.
He didn't make any comment about my sudden action.
Instead he watched me silently, as I took a little bit of distance. The distance was large enough not to be bothered by the detective and close enough so that the chain wouldn't be tugging on my arm.
I straightened myself completely, tensed my muscles and breathed in as much air as I could.
Then I breathed out, relaxed my muscles and allowed myself to hunch over in relaxation.
I felt myself lower to the ground, my legs preferring not having to carry me if they were to relax. Sitting on the ground I felt the urge to lie down. I nearly was afraid to follow it. After all, it would mean that I didn't have the wake-up call like L did.
However, sitting like L didn't seem appealing at all. My back would start to hurt without the natural hunch that L seemed to poses.
Relax. Relax.
In the end, I was lying back on the floor, my arms folded above me and my hands were situated under my neck. I realised this was the way I always lied when I did my 'ceiling gazing'.
I breathed in slowly and calmly. I focused on the cool floor that touched my back. I took in the way my legs were sprawled out, one bended and the other stretched. I was calm.
I felt completely relaxed. The only thing that kept me from relaxing was the fact that my handcuff was poking me in the neck. I twitched at the unpleasant poke, but tried to ignore it.
I was very much aware of L standing up again and walking towards me. Somehow he had now a key in his hand. I took the handcuffed hand away from my neck and held it out to him.
He took it of and I nodded thankfully at him. Then I breathed out again.
The detective sat back down at his previous place. At first the exercise went very well. I felt myself relax even further but not ready to fall asleep yet. My mind kept itself silent for once, except for the occasional whisper of observations and conclusions I had come up with that day.
Unfortunately, ever so slowly, my relaxation shifted to restlessness and I tried to keep myself occupied by focusing on other little things. Like trying to listen to L's own breathing. Counting how fast my heart was beating and trying to become aware of the hum of the electricity going through the building.
Of course, L didn't take long to notice this change.
"Relax Light-kun." He ordered.
My leg twitched in protest. My body felt too… awake too relax. It was becoming too restless, as if something was going to ha-
I started shivering.
Breathing out slowly, I ignored the phantom shiver that seemed to concentrate around my heart.
"Light-kun" His voice had remained calm. If he had been unsettled at all, he had made sure to mask it completely.
"Relax." He ordered again.
The shiver disappeared and I tried again. "Become aware of your own body." L drawled, his voice didn't seem to disrupt my concentration at all.
If the world comes to an end and his career ends, he could always become one of those meditation instructors. I allowed the thought to go through my mind and then put it away.
"Listen to your heartbeat. Try to feel the blood steaming through your veins. Indentify where are touching the ground. Breath in. Feel the air rushing in. Breath out and feel your lungs relax." His voice was slow and nearly a whisper. He let some silences fall between the different instructions to give me some time to become more aware.
Had I not been so relaxed and L radiating this serious-attitude aura, I might have found this exercise completely ridiculous.
"Now keep focused for one minute." I nodded mentally, unsure whether my body had followed it. He started counting and I suddenly felt myself… shift. My brain was occupied enough by focusing on all these things and relaxed at the same time because I didn't have to put effort in them.
"If you are ready…" L paused ever so slightly, as if making a decision. "then allow you mind to run free. Let it think all it wants. To remember anything it wants."
I felt myself frown, starting to struggle with this new aspect.
My mind was used to let things being 'called' and then sending it. It is difficult to explain. Most wouldn't understand or would think it odd for someone to phrase it like that. However, everyone is surely aware that - subconsciously or not - every brain functions differently, especially for geniuses – in which some cases it could border to insanity.
I automatically imagined myself standing in a well-organised library. I struggled and suddenly the book started flying around. I could imagine myself standing in the middle watching in near horror at all the chaos that I had caused.
It was overwhelming me.
A hand touched my shoulder in silent support. "It is your mind. You know where everything is supposed to go." He continued.
"Let your mind go and let it find its place back."
Mentally I continued struggling to relax. This was not simply meditating anymore. That sneaky little… I would get angry at him later. First I had to get myself to calm down.
"Back." I grumbled to myself.
"No Light-kun let it go!" His drawl was firmer.
I couldn't. This was dangerous what we were doing. I was starting to get too overwhelmed. It had to calm down!
"Back!" I growled, suddenly feeling very angry.
Something calm and warm caressed me from the back of my mind, as if trying to calm me down.
I felt myself drifting in the darkness, warm and content. Aware of everything that had happened and the restrictions that the blanket around me was somehow forced to put on me. I –
Get a freaking hold of yourself Light!
Find his name and tell Kira!
No!
Everything was suddenly quiet in my mind. I was back in control and I hadn't moved an inch. That had been so close. I was going to kill him!
Find his name and tell Ki-
I braced myself again the sudden feelings of disgust that came over me.
Opening my eyes, I came eye to eye with two very familiar eyes. No killing L. I wouldn't kill the only one who could keep up with me. I wouldn't kill someone I would call a friend.
I have him the most venomous glare I had ever given him, using as an outlet to let all the bad feelings and urges to get away from me.
Since we were so close, I could actually see L startle ever so slightly.
'I'am' I started slowly as I saw him stare at my hand. "Noght" I gurgled angrily. 'doing that again.'
We stared and glared at each other for another minute. I was trying to convey how dangerous it had been for me. I had nearly turned into… I shivered at the thought. The fear intensified my glare even more and I saw the detectives eyes take in my expression carefully before L slowly nodded.
"I apologise." He said calmly as if this hadn't faced him at all. Like he had been expecting it.
My heart was still raising and I was not ready to accept such a simple little apology like that.
"Jehrg."
He remained silent after that and helped me up. My legs felt like jelly and I couldn't support myself anymore. The sugar-loving detective paused ever so slightly, as if unsure what would be the best action to take. Eventually he flung my arm over his shoulder and supported me over to the door.
"What do you remember?" He asked silently after a while, his eyes a bit colder again.
The little flash of guilt I had seen earlier in his eyes made it a little easier for me to stomped my frustration down, knowing why this was all necessary. I steeled my feelings and felt myself become colder too.
My eyes flashed.
It wasn't about me. It was about removing Kira from his quest. I had to remember that. Whatever it had done to me, I was suddenly more aware of my situation than ever.
Considering his question, it struck me. My legs suddenly bulked as something flashed in front of my eyes. How could it be? I felt like throwing up.
'They all died.'
I didn't have to explain that I talked about the gang members. L himself had given in some thought and come up with a theory that he could have been in contact with one of those gang members.
Still there had been this sneaking suspicion between them that caused dread to build up in their stomachs.
I could now confirm it.
'They didn't know him. He didn't know them.'
The message was clear and L actually tensed at the confirmation. "He has evolved." He tried to continue.
"He can kill without a name." They both muttered and mouthed.
The pair continued on towards the hotel room from where L would take let Watari take them to their new location and meet the team.
They would have to be very careful from now on.
~Evening ~ day 5 ~ L ~
The sugar-loving detective glanced at the teenager that was shifting restlessly on the other side of the bed. His breathing wasn't deep enough to indicate that he was sleeping. This surprised L since in the time that he had known the teenager, he had always been a light but still good sleeper.
"Light-kun, go to sleep." He eventually told the boy.
Said boy turned around to face him and sat up with so much energy that made L nearly think that the boy had been sleeping the last couple of hours.
'I can't fall asleep.' Light-kun snapped, clearly frustrated.
They both were silent for a while. They knew that Light always got the best information during his sleep and the little hints that he had provided while he had been awake hadn't really gotten them much. After all, they had already established that Kira was male. They already knew that he had confronted L on the TV. They already knew that he was a mass-murdering sociopath.
They needed something better, like the hint about a notebook of some kind.
"Sleep."
'I can't. I'm feeling restless and rested at the same time.'
L actually frowned at him, thinking back at what happened in the afternoon. Did that have anything to do with it? The boy was still recovering and had been awake long enough for anyone to feel tired. L had been focusing on making him tired enough to fall easily asleep. Taking the stairs instead of the elevator hadn't been for nothing.
"Would you like to take a hot shower? Some hot milk?" L asked, trying to keep his mocking tone out of it. When he noted that Light's eyebrow was twitching in annoyance, he came to the conclusion that he hadn't succeeded.
Very well then.
"Maybe a bedtime story to go with it?" He continued to edge the frustrated teenager on. Light-kun may feel energised, but it seemingly hadn't affected his mood at all.
"Urgh!" Light threw up his hands in frustration and suddenly got out of bed and walked towards the door. L hurriedly made himself as heavy as possible and the chain between them tensed, causing them to end up in a stand-still.
"Where are you going?"
'I need to go for a run.'
"You need to sleep.'
"I will when I get rid of this energy.'
"You are not healed yet." L pointed out. He was not going to let that stubborn teenager get hurt and make it only worse.
'I'm feeling fine.' The stubborn teenager defended himself stubbornly.
"Go to sleep."
"No." Light-kun finally managed to gurgle and coughed after it.
"Do not make me knock you out, Light-kun." L actually threatened and Light actually seemed to pause at that statement.
But of course, it wouldn't scare the teenager away.
'Either you are coming for a run with me or I will drag you with me the whole time.'
They glared at each other, both their frustrations rising. L really needed Light-kun to get to sleep and give him more information but it was clearly not going to happen. He prided himself in knowing the teenager well enough to know when he was serious about something.
He really couldn't fall asleep... This could be a big problem.
"Fine, but let me first see that wound of yours."
Light let out a sigh but complied and pulled his bandage free. Watari had put clean bandaged over in the morning and while it was healing much better than any other wound he had seen, it still looked nasty.
As Light-kun pulled the bandage away, both the geniuses paused and stared. The progress that it had made in the last couple of days suddenly seemed to have happened in one day. The wound still looked slightly painful, but it did look nicely healed. Light could actually go for a run if he wanted to.
L closed his laptop and walked towards the teen, poking his stomach. The swat he got back was at least reassuring. The wound was still there. Light-kun glared at him as he put the bandages back as good as he could.
"Let's go." L dragged the teenager with him as soon as he was done. The fast they could get Light-kun tired enough to get to sleep the sooner they would get some information.
"I hope you are a fast runner Light-kun"
The smirk that he got as a reply made the competitive streak in the detective let itself be known again.
'Don't worry L, I will make sure you can still keep up with me.'
Oh he was so going to regret those words.
With that the pair took off, both trying to stay ahead of the other.
When they finally got back after an hours, L strolled in the room in a leisurely and calm attitude. Light was panting ever so slightly and moved over to the bed where he flopped down and finally fell asleep. As soon as the teenager was unconsciousness L allowed his body to catch up the oxygen that it needed and started taking deep breaths himself.
He had to keep up a good image.
He opened his laptop again and stared at the screens. He worked for another hour before, For some reason, they became blurry and darker and eventually L felt himself slip away into the darkness
In the surveillance room at a secret location in the building, Watari shook his head in amusement.
~Evening ~ Day 6 ~ Watari ~
Today had not been successful. Watari didn't need L to tell him to know this. He could read their faces like an open book if they weren't fully guarding it.
It was a skill he had developed over all those years living with those little mischievous geniuses after all.
The old man often provided some little distraction for L and Light when he felt they needed it. At least, when it wouldn't hinder them too much. It was through this way that he was often present when the younger boy got another shiver.
Yet, much to both their frustration – no matter how much Light hated shivering and remembering – the last two days had been pretty much fruitless.
Another meditation round did not help.
Watari's hypnosis hadn't worked either. Light-kun had looked very uncomfortable with the idea, but had allowed the man to do it. Watari knew that it had taken a great amount of trust and self-sacrificing to give Watari so much power over him. He had felt slightly moved by the gesture.
Before this, L had been one of the very few that had trusted him enough to do things like this.
Now the younger genius had been added to that list.
The old man had been determined not to let the younger boy down. Not that he ever had thought of using hypnosis to manipulate the boy anyway. The first ten minutes had gone very well. Unfortunately they had stumbled on some kind of blockade that Watari wasn't able to guide Light through. They had been forced to wake him up and give up.
This wasn't something that could be removed so quickly and they didn't have enough time.
Unsurprisingly, the moods of both geniuses were steadily dropping.
That didn't mean that memories hadn't resurfaced at all.
The only few things that he had come up with were other memories that he had forgotten too, like little details from meeting him in the alley and arguing with L the next day. Though it improved their work relationship, it wasn't what the two geniuses were looking for.
They had however concluded that obtaining memories during the shivers were most effective when Light was asleep.
Since Watari had been present at the time and was trusted enough by the two to follow their conversations, the older man had seen the wheels starting to spin in his charge's head. The slightly blank look in his eyes didn't promise anything good as there was no amusement or mischievousness involved.
Watari sighed with a heavy heart and continued to stare at all the big screens that covered the wall in front of him, each showing various live footage from different cameras in different rooms. He was brought out of his reverie when he was alerted with a soft bleep that L had sent him a message. Before he had a chance to open it, L himself spoke up.
"Watari" The drawl came from the computer in front of him. Light was once again asleep and L still been busy watching all the videos he had provided him earlier.
"Yes L?"
"Could you please get everything I have listed in the message I just send you? I would like to start tomorrow, so please acquire it as fast as possible."
"I will do my best L." Watari replied.
Even though L could have simply written it down in the message, the young always preferred to speak to him as directly as possible as long as the situation allowed it. Watari knew that it was a sign of respect that the young man had for him and appreciated the gesture very much.
But he was well aware that L was also well-aware of this.
With a small smile on his lips he opened the message, wondering if it was another list of various cakes and sweets that he would have to buy for the teenager. However after reading the first couple of objects his smile dropped.
The man's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, once again unsure if he should speak up. However, as he glanced at the screen that showed the two geniuses he dropped his idea. In the few seconds that it had taken Watari to read the message, L had strategically woken up Light-kun so Watari wouldn't be able to immediately get back to him. He watched the pair go and meet the Chief, who had been waiting for them on of the many kitchens.
Wammy let out another heavy sigh – mentally apologising to the teenager – and opened up several windows on the computer.
He had some people to contact.
~ Scene Break ~ Light ~
I watched impassive as the detective picked up another photo and dropped it in front of me.
I focused on the face and scanned it over. 'Honda Ichiro' I started automatically like I had done to all those people before me and shared some basic information about boy. He was one of my classmates. He was very good in sports. I continued to talk about some other information that had been general knowledge in my class.
He didn't stand out in any way and I placed it on the neat pile on my left.
In the mean time L had neatly throw another card at me. I barely had time to catch it and narrowed my eyes at him.
Placing it down on the time, I turned it around and actually paused for a moment. I stared intensely at the photo in front of me and felt strangely empty.
'I know her, she is in my class.' I eventually signed at L. The detective was sitting in front of me, once again watching every one of my reactions carefully.
We both sat at the table, L in his usual position while nibbling his thumb and staring at me. I was hunched over one of the many photos that were now spread out on the table. Some had already been put in several neat – my doing – and messier – L's doing – piles.
Father was watching us from the other side of the kitchen, having decided to drink some water after sitting there for hours.
Yes, for the last couple of hours were had been discussing everyone I was supposed to know. The indentified and dangerous gang members of Shiro's gang had all already passed. They hadn't left any clue and L and I were coming to the conclusion that they didn't have anything to do with Kira.
So we had moved over to family members and some famous people. No results either. I remembered their names. I knew where I knew them from and their basic information. Nothing out of ordinary.
Father had been very relieved by that.
L however had remained very impassive about the whole thing, shoving another photo under my nose as soon as I had decided that person in question and Kira didn't ring any bells. Nor did I not know anything about them.
The girl in front of me though… something was nagging me.
"Name?" L asked, starting the usual routine when I had paused a few seconds too long. I could already tell that he was eager for any sign.
"Akino Shiori." I immediately answered. "She was in my class last year. I remember her having a slight crush o-"
He paused. "On who?" L pushed.
"I-" My head hurt and I hissed out as I grabbed my hair with two hands.
"Light!" The chief hurried to his son, but Light-kun was too busy with trying to remember even through the pain. "She… I…"
"Did you like her?" L asked.
The pain became even worse and my head started throbbing. 'She…N-Ye- No.'
"Where does she live?" L suddenly cut in, changing the topic.
I blinked as the pressure in my reduced. His face revealed nothing of his thoughts, but for once had had decided not to push me. Shaking my head ever so slightly, the pain subdued completely and I vaguely remembered her telling me that she was moving away.
When had she said that? Why was I getting the impression that she had been sad?
"She moved away."
"Hmmm" L snatched the photo away from him and inspected it himself. "She doesn't fit the profile."
"She is not Kira." I shared, it and L nodded.
"I gathered as much." He muttered, still holding the photo like it was a piece of filth. The fact that he was holding her photo and acting like that made me feel strangely annoyed with the detetective in front of me. I was starting to feel defensive of her, but I couldn't gather why.
She was just another classmate right?
"How much did he forget about her Yagami-san?" L suddenly asked.
I startled in confusion. Turning my head to the right I saw my father staring at me with tormented and worried eyes. Biting my lip in frustration I clenched my fist. Then I breathed out and resigned myself to the fact that I had to get used to the fact that I had forgotten a lot.
But she was important. I knew that much.
"She was one of Light's closest female friends." Dad eventually admitted and I let my head sag forward at that revelation.
Had she really been my friend?
"My wife told me that they also went to the attraction park together."
My eyes widened in surprise and L caught my every expression. She had been a friend then. A few years ago I might have simply done that for my 'reputation', but I wouldn't have done that after the accident.
I watched with a heavy heart as L shoved her to the 'involved in some way but not Kira'-pile.
Suddenly another photo was shoved into my face.
'Suzuki Katsu.' I immediately muttered.
'He's my best friend.' I nodded at L.
Said detective actually paused at that confession and he glanced at my Dad who slowly nodded at him. "They did spend a lot of time together."
I nodded at him, finally smiling. At least I had remembered Katsu. At least I hadn't forgotten about my best friend.
"Where does he live?" L asked making me pause. 'I don't know'. I confessed. He never wanted me to come over to him. I suspected that he didn't live very well and was ashamed. L looked thoughtful. "Abuse?" He questioned.
I grimaced. "Possible." I admitted and gritted my teeth at the thought of a relative being able to abuse family. I just didn't know how this was possible.
My eyes widened in surprise when L placed him on a certain messy pile. 'Possible suspect L?' I questioned, confused.
L ignored me as usual and threw me another card.
I didn't really have much time to think about it though as he already had a couple of other classmates lined up. I glanced at them one by one and obediently remembered their names. A couple of them were just faces that I recognised. Some of them appeared on the 'very less possible suspect' pile but I didn't pay any mind to them.
"He is called –" I stopped and glared at the photo. It was a photo of a young man who was laughing ever so lightly at the camera. Yet his expression was more serious than the rest. He seemed like a quiet kid, those types that prefer to watch everything from a distance. A part of his hair was hiding on of his eyes, seemingly having fallen into his eyes just before the school picture was taken.
"Yes?" L urged.
'I don't know him.' I admitted, frowning. I didn't even recognise his face. He was a completely new person to me. L actually paused and glanced at the photo.
"Very interesting. His name is Kodaru Jori."
I simply blinked at the name. 'I don't know him.'
Was this another of L's tests?
I refrained myself from snapping at the detective. Was he really a classmate of mine? Or was this just another test? I felt a sense of foreboding.
Putting the photo on the pile that Katsu had gone to, L grabbed onto the next pile. Glancing at the many piles that still remained, I kept a silent tired sigh to myself.
This was going to be a long evening.
He was glad that he didn't feel like sleeping at all.
~ Diary ~
The investigation was moving along very well, but we still hadn't come close to anything. Even though we hadn't even started the third theory on the list, I noticed that L cast the whole plan away. After all, the way to get my memories was most effective through me sleeping. I had been expecting him to let me sleep more often and such methods, however even I had not thought about what he had been planning.
It once again showed just how far L will go if no one else decided to do it.
~ Day 6 ~ L ~
"Wha?"
Light-kun coughed after the sudden force he had put on his throat. He stared in surprise and confusion and horror, all combined with a little bit of dread L noted, at the sight in front of him.
"It won't be harmful or painful at all Light-kun." L tried to reassure the teenager.
'You are going to ' he made an angry hand gesture that could be translated at a curse word as he couldn't express his frustrations. ' SEDATE me of all things.'
"I am well aware of that Light-kun." The detective remained calm as the teenager's temper started to act up.
'Why?' He questioned the detective.
"We both realise that ever since we did our second meditation exercise you have been unable to get as much sleep as you normally do. While we both would prefer letting you sleep naturally the whole day, this would be ineffective." L explained.
'This might not work.' Light-kun said right back. 'Some drugs are -'
"Yes I know that it might not have the same effects as natural induced sleep." L interrupted him.
"However if it does work, we would have a lot of information. We will let you sleep for six hours. Allowing you more shivers after each other and hopefully result in resurfacing some of your memories." L continued as he walked towards the comfortable looking hospital bed that they had set up in one of the medical rooms.
They would monitor him the whole time during his sleep and L and Watari would rotate their presence in the room so both could get some sleep if necessary – this mostly concerned Watari.
Light-kun gave him a glare as L took of his handcuff. When L made no move to remove his handcuff, the teenager became even more annoyed and actually tried to pull the handcuff out of his hand.
Chang.
Unfortunately for him, L had already attached it to the bed.
'You promised you wouldn't do that again.' Light tried, but L already knew that he had thought of several loopholes himself.
"Ah yes, but I am currently chaining you to an hospital bed instead of a door." L nodded happily at him like a child who thinking he had thought of a great idea.
"Jegh"
"Ah sorry Light-kun I couldn't quite catch that."
That had been the last straw for him.
Light-kun growled at him and moved towards him to punch him in the face. L jerked back with easy and sidestepped him, having seen this coming for a while. They both had been struggling with their current situation and it would be good to get some aggression out of both of them.
L actually had to curl backwards to avoid another punch that could have broken his nose. The pops that accompanied it made L winch slightly as he felt his spine protest at the sudden shift.
Thinking quickly, L rolled backwards and kicked out towards Light-kun's legs. Light had already seen it coming and jumped over it and lunched forward again. He hadn't expected L to pull of some kind of break-dance move though and was thrown back at the quick kick that followed.
Light quickly stood back up and managed to get close to L again and grabbed the front of his shirt, moving his hand back to punch him in the cheek.
He managed to land a hit on L, but found himself suddenly flung back when L's foot hit his own cheek.
Watari managed to catch the boy in time to keep him from damaging any of the equipment in the room. Light struggled out of his grasp before he could stop him and moved to tackle L to the ground. L however didn't seem to be worried at all and just stood there hunched as he was.
Light-kun's eyes narrowed, but he was too emotional to think the current situation too deeply through. He was nearly close enough, but L still hadn't moved. If anything he had completely returned to his hunched over position and was waiting for something. L saw Light-kun's eyes widened at the sudden realisation.
He was just a second to late though and stumbled as the chain that had been chained to the bed jerked him back.
Leaning in as far as he could Light-kun glared at him. 'This is stupid.' The boy hissed at him and L barely was able to read his lips.
"Please lay on the bed Light-kun."
Light glared at him and he stared right back at him. He leaned in further, but kept enough distance that he could evade another punch.
"We will keep track of you." L continued.
'Why can't we work on the list?' Light-kun questioned him and L started to understand that Light-kun wasn't actually angry with him, but more afraid to be drugged. L's eyes widened slightly in realisation and he frowned ever so lightly.
He knew that his shifts in his expression where so miniscule that only Watari could catch them all, and to a lesser extend Light-kun himself.
"The percentage of success is smaller than-" He started, but was for once interrupted by the teenager himself.
"I know." Again it came out gurgled but L could hear improvement and it worried him. Light stood there for a moment, different emotions flickering in his eyes. Eventually, Light finally leaned back and the chain slackened. He let out a deep sigh and turned around and walked towards the bed.
Lying down, he remained silent as Watari quietly and gently attached him to all the equipment.
'How many days?' He asked.
"It depends on how effective it is." L mumbled softly. Light nodded at that and stared at the transparent plastic back that would be attached to him at the end.
Watari moved quickly and L followed close behind him, checking the connection between the equipment and the computer. Eventually L watched with a slightly unnerved expression as Watari pricked the needle into Light-kun's arm.
'Does my father know?' The teen suddenly asked as he watched the liquid stream down the transparent tube.
L actually twitched at that question and Light-kun let out a chuckle.
'Good luck with that.' He mouthed before his eyes dropped closed.
~ Scene Break ~ L ~
After the first 6 hours, there hadn't been any results. Light-kun had awakened extremely groggily and nearly fallen asleep again.
That was dangerous though. Working with this specialised drug, the patient had to remain awake at least three hours before he could get brought back to sleep. So the task remained to L to keep the teenager occupied. The first hours he drilled the teenager for any information, but that hadn't been fruitful at all.
It had only resulted in another verbal spar that had kept the two geniuses busy for the next two hours.
When Light was once again of to what L hoped to be a remember-all-I-have-forgotten-dreamscape. L turned back to the computer, having received a couple of messaged about the criminals that had been killed that day.
His eyes roamed over a particular message and his eyes narrowed. Kira had sent him a message.
It was 'seemingly' another suicide note. It read:
The fact that I feel so calm surprises me. The
Moonlight is shining down on me and I'm sure I
Will repent myself wherever I may go. After all to
Go on into the afterlife will show me the truth about me.
Its what I deserve. I hope that someday I will have
my own courage and brightness to follow the bright
Way that will lead me to understanding and redemption.
"The moonlight will go its own way…" L murmured and he felt a sense of foreboding.
'What are you planning Kira?'
He was not going to unchain the teenager anytime soon.
~End Chapter ~
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