Sorry about the wait...been very very busy :(

disclaimer: I don't own Death Note

Ring.

Matt ignored the annoying phone.

It rang again.

Matt finally ran and picked it up. " Hello?"

"Mr. Davenport?" A bell hop he'd seen earlier asked.

"Yeah."

"The two men you were expecting have arrived, would you like me to send them up?"

Matt paused.

" Sir, are you there?"

" ... Yeah, send them up."

" Right away sir."

Matt slowly hung up the phone and flopped back on the bed. He couldn't believe it. They had made it at the last moment

Within two minutes, there was a knock at the door. Matt didn't know if it was an illusion because he missed Mello so much or not, but he got up from the bed hoping that he wasn't dreaming, praying that it wasn't a scam, and that it wasn't really the cops or something. Matt slowly made his way to the door, and looked through the peek hole. Then he swung the door open.

" Hey...miss me?" Mello said, smirking.

Matt stared at him. " Mels...you made it."

"Duh, jeez Matt your-"

Mello had no time to finish his insult, because he was captured into Matt's arms and held tightly, slightly crushing the white box that he was carrying. As they hugged, they backed up into the room, falling onto L's bed. Kisses quickly accompanied their embrace.

Neither one of them seemed to notice the lonely auburn on crutches that was watching them from the doorway. Seeing Mello and Matt kissing like that made Light's heartache for L. The auburn male hobbled his way over to the bathroom door and opened it, no caring if he caught his love on the toilet or not.

"L?"

Matt heard Light's call for L and paused in mid kiss, slightly losing his hold on Mello and sitting up.

" Where's L?" Light asked..

Matt noted how hollow and broken the man sounded, like and empty tin can that was rusty and neglected. Before speaking Matt eyes skimmed over Light's body noticing that his looks matched his tone, airy and fragile; like he would blow over if the air pressure in the room decided to shift.

" Did he go to the store or something?" Light said quietly, mind half there and voice half stolen.

" We have to go find him, he just ran off not to long ago. Come on Mello we-"

" Ran off? What do you mean he 'ran off' why would he just leave?" Light said with unmonitored irritation.

" He was upset, the news said that you both were caught and killed on the spot."

" Do you know if he took any money with him, or luggage..." As Light spoke he noticed L's shoe were still there.

Great...and he's barefoot...

" He didn't. He said he was going to get some air, but he told me not to follow."

Light bit his bottom lip, before turning around and limping out the door.

" Wait Light, we'll come with you."

" Just stay here in case he comes back." Light snapped, beginning to feel more in the moment and filling quickly with agitation and worry.

" Wait man, at least let us go instead we can walk faster than you." Mello called.

Light didn't listen he was already going at top speed on his crutches, pondering on ever possibility of where L could have gone. Correction, where an upsetL would have gone. Light got onto the elevator and waited impatiently for it to hit the lobby floor. When it finally did, Light went straight through the entrance and asked the first person he saw if the seen L.

" Excuse me, have you seen a man with messy black hair and jeans leave here?"

" A lot of people walk though here." The man shot back.

Light's brow mashed slightly, not feeling up for the smart-aleck's bullshit. But he kept calm in his tone.

"Well, he walks kind of hunched over."

" And?"

"And he might not have had any shoes on." Light growled.

The man stepped back. " Oh yeah, left here about ten minutes ago."

"In which direction?

"That way." The man pointed to the left and Light started walking. The air wasn't bitterly cold but was still chilly, and snowflakes were beginning to fly around. The street was busy and the traffic was atrocious, but Light kept on in the direction he was headed. He began to wonder how L could even mange to get so far without any shoes on. Surly the mans feet were freezing.

When Light failed to see his raven walking, he stopped several people and asked them if they had seen L. No one had. He even stopped in several bakery to see if L had stop to eat something, but it was only a waste of time. After ten minutes Light began to enter the second stage of panic mode, huffing out loud to release the tension in his chest, seeing it come out in a cloud of cold air, and a prick of pain from the cracked rip. Light knew he was almost to the point of calling out L's name in the middle of the streets like a crazy person.

L...where are you?

OOO Izmailovskiy Park

The park was getting nicely decorated with snow light snow draping itself on top of naked branches. Night was falling quickly, the air turning biting cold. Here and there people were packing up and leaving, tracking the fresh snow up as they left.

L passed by couples holding hands and walking carelessly toward the exit. Laughter filled the air... sweet laughter. L envied the lives they had, the grace they displayed as the love they shared exploded outward like the snowflakes that hit his skin, and though their love was warm to them, it froze L like the frosted water that fell from the sky. L's love, his heart and soul, was gone now, far from the land of the living, taken by the evil they were so close to leaving behind. How cold it was. L briefly wondered if it was warmer where Light was, then where he was at that moment.

L didn't know where he was headed, but he did know that he would recognize his destination when he saw it. He need a place that had a view, somewhere up high, overlooking the beauty of the park, maybe with water below it, somewhere that was worth stopping and looking at.

He wished Light was with him, you see, they were supposed to have gone to the park. Light promised that they would go there first thing when they arrived....so L being there, upheld some of that promise, even if it was a little late.

L also made promises. One being that he promised himself that no matter what, he would share the same fate as Light, not allowing him to descend into the pits of the underworld alone, and never allowing Light to be empty. And again, L knew he was going to uphold half of that promise, even if it was a little late.

L felt water on his face. Melted snow perhaps? No, this water ran warmer and streamed quicker than snow. It hurried down his cheeks smooth, and heavy. L wiped it away, but no matter how hard he tried it wouldn't stop flowing. L stopped walking to gain his composure. For some reason he couldn't breath, long drags of air were needed to maintain his lung capacity, and before he knew it he was down on his knees panting and struggling to stop the resilient water from dripping down his face. L's nails dug into the ground, clenching wet soil, and snow in his hands; bangs covering his eyes as he sat on his knees and bit back the army of emotions that were attacking his eyes, and body.

L half noted that his feet were barely feeling any sensations, except for the pain of the cold, but he didn't care...he wouldn't need them after that night anyway.

He willed himself up, noting his mud covered jeans and shaking hands. He blew out a heavy breath of hot air and swallowed deeply before proceeding on, his eyes quickly saw a trail that was blocked off by a sign that said that it was dangerous and that people weren't allowed to take that direction. The path led to a steep incline, and to reinforce that the place would lead to a deserted spot, untouched snow lead the way. L started up the small trail, holding onto skinny trees to help him make the trip to a place that he hoped was his view, the view that overlooked the park and made it worth his visit.

OOO

Light felt a strong wave of nausea develop in his stomach when he stopped at the park entrance. There was very little daylight left and the park looked intimidating and ominous. Light followed that feeling, allowing it to twist his insides tight as he hobbled on his crutches through the deserted tree infested area. The rational side of his mind yelled at him, screaming at him about how illogical it was for him to enter he park being half crippled and only fifteen percent sure L was even there. But his soul decided to override his mind, choosing not to yell but overpower his logic using emotion instead...the dread he felt was intense, guiding him down the lightly snow paved path.

Before Light knew it, he was going faster, well, as fast as the crutches would allow him. Light was petrified, unknowing if he would find the raven in a safe state. Light wasn't stupid, he knew L better than anyone, and one thing that he knew about the angel was that if L believed he was dead, then he might just....Light refused to say it, refused to believe L would due exactly what Light would have done.

There was nothing Light feared more than losing him, and if that day came, Light would be right behind L, the only difference would be that Light was probably going to the dark depths of hell, and L would be where all angels go, but the initial passage that lead them to death would be the same. Light still prayed that he was wrong, that L was just taking a barefoot stroll and not trying to...

Bare foot? Light looked down at the snow, there were foot prints, literally, the impression of human toes, and they lead to a trail that was off the main one.

It's him, he went up there...but why would he...no... don't tell me...

Light screamed out L's name finally abandoning his crutches and tossing them to the ground so he could start up the incline.

Just this once L...hold on...

Light struggled up the path, grabbing onto shrubs to prevent himself from falling backward. He forced himself to put pressure on his gashed leg, and pain invaded the right side of his chest from leaning down so much; reminding him that he would definitely need to take more pain relievers. Yes, it hurt at first, but the pain he felt in his leg would never ever compare to the pain he would feel if he couldn't get to L.

" L... where are you !!!???"

OOO

L sat on top of the small peak, seeing the sun take it's last breath as it plunged down into the west. The sight was pleasant, serene, yet only touched by the beauty of cold, when L looked down, he saw a deep cavern, a stream of water ran nicely below him, rushing like his thoughts. His toes, hurt something terrible as his feet bleed freely from stepping on pointed sticks and sharp thorns, and the cold, did not numb them quickly enough if anything the cold air and snow made the pain worst. but he still scooted to the very edge of the peak and let his legs dangle from it. Maybe if he moved a little more he could get closer to the depth beneath him, taste the fresh water that ran simply because that what it was meant to do. Yes...just a little more he could fly down to the bottom, because that were Light was, he was in the bottom of the steam waiting, an the first thing L would say when he saw him, was that he was sorry, sorry for not being there, sorry for letting Matt talk him into staying in Russia when Light need him in Britain; sorry for letting him die alone.

L looked up to the sky took one breath and prepared his body for his "slip" off the edge.

...Light.

Light reached a clearing in the woods, crawling up the rocky incline and pushing his way up the slippery slope. Up ahead he made out a form, and he screamed out L's name knowing it was him, Light raced to the spot his saw the man, and when he reached him, Light saw him jump.

"L!"

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Light leaned over the peak, arms hanging off the edge as he clasped L's shirt in his hands. L looked up at him, eyes void and face still and lifeless. Light used all his strength to keep from letting his lover crash into his death, and then Light whispered down to him.

" L...grab my other hand."

L didn't move, he just keep looking into the depths of Light's eyes as if he was staring at a ghost.

" L ...I won't let you fall, just grab my hand...please."

Emotionless, L slowly brought his other arm up and allowed Light to grab it. Light took L's hand and held it tightly, taking a deep breath before he spoke again.

" Good. Now try to grab onto my arms so I can pull you up." Light panted.

L's movements were sluggish and he struggled to get a good grip on Light's arms as Light took hold of the rim of L's jeans holding his breath as he pulled L upward, and finally....onto the tip of the peak. Safe. Light pulled L onto the rock and moved him far away from the edge scooting them both back ward. L still had a blank expression on his face as Light pulled L into his arms, Light could feel tears streaming from his eyes, he was so scared, two point three seconds away from having a splattered/ drowned L. And he wouldn't let L get away with scaring him. Light pulled away from the embrace, still noting that L was unresponsive to him, but he didn't care, Light grabbed L's shoulders and shook him lightly as he spoke frightened words, and allowed tears to free fall from his eyes.

" The hell were you thinking! Have you lost your mind?"

"...."

" Don't you ever pull a stunt like that again! I don't care what you thought happened to me." Light watched L's eyes slowly turn toward the peak, staring at it as he finally spoke, even though his voice was soft and hunting like he was speaking from another world.

"....I slipped."

" Stop lying! I saw you jump, jumping and slipping are completely different!. And look at you...you have no coat, no freakin' socks on, no shoes...come here."

Light slid L closer to him, then let go of him so he could take off his black boots and then removed his wool socks, hiding his grimace at the pain off pulling off the tight material around his ankle. Then he took hold of one of L's feet, carefully scanning it for lodge twigs or glass before gently sliding the sock on the man's foot, then he repeated the same step for the other foot. Once he was done putting the socks on L, Light removed his brown winter coat and help L putt it on, followed by the black knitted hat that he was wearing. Light ripped the hat off of his head and leaned over to L, pulling the stretchy material over the ravens hair and covering his ears. Light allowed his hands to linger on the sides of L's head as he pulled the mans faces forward and placed kisses on his chilled lip, warming his face with his palms.

Light didn't know why he was surprised when he felt L kiss him back with desperation, almost as if Light had just rescued him from a deep coma. Light heard L muttering his name against his lips, arms starting to outstretch and wrap around Light's neck as warm tears mixed with Light's now cold ones. Light wiped away the sad steams from their eyes as he continued kissing the soft lips he loved so much.

It was emotional both of them sitting in the cold snow kissing and teary eyed trying there best to come to terms with what just happened and why.

Light slowly broke the kiss, looking at L through the dark as he spoke. " Let's get you out of the cold."

With that Light began to gather L into his arm's and scooped him up. He refused to show the fact that the gash in his leg stung as he put pressure on it. Light only took three steps with L before the raven noticed that something wasn't right.

" You're wounded, aren't you...what happened?"

"It's fine"

"No..it's not. Put me down, let me carry you down instead."

" No. your feet are nearly frozen. You need to stay off of them."

"..Light, at least tell me what happened in Britain."

" Tonight...I'll tell you tonight, I promise."

L was going to protest, but decided against it, knowing he couldn't force the man at that moment.

Light pushed past his pain and carefully making his way down the slope. He went slowly, slowed not only because his leg wouldn't allow fast movement, but by the hidden trees in the growing darkness. It took some time, but Light finally made his way down the trail, seeing his crutches on the ground as he past by them. L didn't see them, and Light was sure if the man did, that he would force Light to resume getting assistance from them. But Light walked by them as if they weren't the mode of transportation that he relied on for all those days.

XXX – Flash Back (Four days Before)

"What are you doing Light? Get back in bed." Mello snapped.

Light frowned. " No..I can walk, I'm leaving with or without you today."

" If you don't get your puny ass back in that bed...I'll call Eric." Mello threatened.

Light looked at Mello, seeing two of him instead of one, but still, he gave both of them the finger as he took two steps toward the bedroom door, before stumbling onto the floor and hearing Mello sigh and call out for Eric. Light struggled in vain to get off the floor, feeling feverish and dehydrated. Everything spun quickly, and when Light's eyes finally focused, he saw Eric standing there with a loaded needle. " Does he need another dose?" He asked.

" Yeah, then we can wrap his leg again." Mello eyed Light's leg. "Do you think he's getting an infection?"

" I hope not. But you did said the beams were rusty...and you did drag him through the mud and leave him there..."

" Shut up, what was I supposed to do?" Mello said as he bent down and gently flipped Light over.

" No...you're not putting me to sleep again. Get it away from me!" Light yelled as he struggled to get away.

" Calm down Light, hold still. You're fucking delirious." Mello pinned the struggling man to the floor, not without some difficulty.

"No, no!...Stop, we need to leave Mello! I have to make...sure he's ok!" Light stuttered.

"Shush..it's OK Light, as soon as you heal a little more you can go to him....This will pinch a little." Eric bent down and jabbed Light's arm.

" Don't- !"

Light felt his arm get stabbed, and a cold liquid enter his body. He didn't even realize that his nails were digging into Mello's shoulder, as he helplessly tried to cling onto something real before unconsciousness took over his ability to stay put in reality.

...L...I'm sorry.

XXX

Light reached the park entrance with L still in his arms, seeing cars drive past and people walking quickly since the snow was falling heavy. Light knew he couldn't make it back to the hotel on foot, and even if he could, the socks he gave L were only going to generate a small amount of heat, before the cold ate away at L again. So Light stepped out into the street and flagged down a cab.

Light placed L into the cab first and watched the man move over so he could get in.

" Where you headed?" The cabbie asked.

" The Izmailovskiy hotel."

The driver took off, and Light sighed as he held L. The man looked weary and out of it. They sat in silence until they got to the hotel. Light paid the cab driver and grabbed L and entered the hotel.

XXX-The room

As they approached the room, L looked up at Light with sad eyes, opening his mouth in attempts of avoiding a long stay in the room.

" Light-kun, I-"

Before L could finish, the hotel door opened and revealed Mello. "Where were you guy's? We were just about to go look for you."

There was a pause. "We took a walk." Light said dismissively, before moving past Mello and into the smoke filled room.

"Where are your crutches, Light?" Mello said, frowning suspiciously.

"...Crutches?" L said, looking up at Light as the man put him on the bed.

" I left them behind...I don't need them anyway. Mello, can you bring me a few lukewarm towels?"

" Yeah sure." Mello muttered as he walked away.

"Make sure they're not too hot." Light called after him.

As Mello entered the bathroom, Light quickly took the socks off of L's feet and looked over every cut and scrape and checking the color of his toes. They were red in some parts and pale in the other, but they weren't black or purple, which Light was thankful for.

" L, can you move your toes for me." Light asked softly.

L winced a little as he moved the cold appendages, feeling the icy pain shot up his legs. As his toes finally reached their mobile limits, he saw Mello return with the wet towels.

" L, what happened to your feet? Why the hell were you outside without shoes...in the snow?" The blond asked.

" It started snowing afterI left. If I had known it were going to snow, I would have brought my shoes." L lied smoothly as he rolled his eyes and looked away from the man, hiding his embarrassment by covering it with an irritated look. Actually, he was irritated, in no way was he in the mood to explain his actions that day. And to make things worse, the blonde wasn't finished interrogating him.

" Still, how could you just leave your shoes behind...didn't you watch the news today, I'm sure the weather man mentioned that. And your all muddy, what were you doing, rolling in puddles? Jeez L and what abou-"

Light couldn't help but intervene, sending Mello a very threatening look, eyes narrow and dark, shaking his head ever so slight as he gently wrapped L's feet with the wet towels. The look quickly silenced the man.

No one noticed that Matt was watching the exchange, feeling his blood rage hot at when he figured out what happened. Matt almost wanted to walk up to L and slap him hard across the face. He didn't think Mello understood why Light stopped him from asking questions, but Matt knew right away.

Matt watched how L carefully leaned down and tilted Light's chin up then kissed the mans lips softly, letting the kiss get deeper until he earned a small noise from Light, and had the man basically trembling at his feet. Not basically, literally. It was disgusting, seeing how Light melted silently into L's kiss, as his eyes hid behind L's now cupping hands and flowing black bangs.

Oh yes, the two of them had major secrets, dark ones. And that kiss, that was L's "thank you for keeping our secret" kiss; as he wound the love slaved Light more tightly around his pinky finger. Was it manipulation? Using charm and infatuation to cloud Light's reason and defile his better judgment, or maybe Light never had good judgment when it came to L. Either way Matt was sickly disappointed in the both of them.

Matt wanted to hit L, let him feel a piece of the hurt that Matt would have felt if the man succeed...the selfish, selfish man, how could he? And Light needed to be smacked as well, just for encouraging such secrecy, instead of encouraging L to talk about it and have real conversations; if not for that past occurrence, for the future if things like that ever happened again...god forbid.

When L pulled away from the kiss he saw how dazed Light was. Light looked back up at L, letting his eyes lose their protective flare and send a message of "don't worry"through his gaze. And L ran his fingers through Light's hair as Light continued to take care of his feet.

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Light knew that he and L had yet another secret between them, something incomprehensible to an outsider at a time like that. It wasn't something they could just blab out over afternoon tea or a casual supper, or something that could be received civilly without judgment.

Even stating the word was suicide in itself, because it received reactions that would put your neck and people's comfort levels on the line. And neither he or L were ready to do that. Not at that moment at least. But that didn't mean that within their love hushed realm where only he and L existed..that they could jump over the subject and ignore it, they had to talk about it...and soon.

In the middle of Light asking Mello to get him hotter towels and the first aid kit, Matt's voice broke through. " Do you two have something to tell us?"

" Something like what?" L spat out, a dangerous undertone looming heavy at the bottom of his question, like a shark watching the kicking of human legs. though, he never broke his attention from the lover in front of him. What he really wanted to say wasMind your goddam business.

Matt sent L a look of annoyance before he look back at the window.

"I don't think the frost bite was severe enough to kill the nerves, but just to make sure...can you try walking?" Light asked.

L got up and forced himself to his feet and walk unevenly toward the door. What no one knew was that he wanted to walk right out of it, straight to another room (with Light of course). At that time, he had no desire to be in Matt's presence, or in that stupid room for one more minute. He had wasted enough of his time there, approximately 4.5 days .

And most importantly, Light was wounded badly and L could tell, even though he didn't see what it was. If Matt would have let him stay in Britain..he would have been there to take care of the man. Irritation spread across L's face, as he walked back and looked in Matt's direction, seeing the man starting to play some sort of game on his hand held thing.

As L sat back on the bed, Light notice two faint scratches on L's face.

" L, what happened ?" Light brought his thumb over the small scratches as he waited for L to answer.

L could hear how Matt shifted nervously in his seat, knowing exactly why the man was uncomfortable. All L had to do was look in Matt's direction in order for Light to know where the scratches came from, and Matt knew that. Light was like a guard dog, sniffing out what every negative happenings that affected L and taking care of it. The worst part was that even though the scratches were mostly accidental, Light would had still been furious that L was handled roughly. But there was already too much drama circulating in the room, and L had no desire to make more of it, even if Matt was not in his good graces at that moment...they were still friends.

" I must of done it in my sleep." L mused as his looked up at the ceiling, appearing to recall the lie.

Light knew damn well that the man was making up stories, what L still didn't know was that his eyes said everything, and never had the man been able to lie properly while looking in Light's eyes. It was a skill that Light had had for many years and cultivated well, but he did have to give L a little bit of credit. When it came to anyone else, L could lie just as well as Light could; just not with Light.

So he looked down at L's nails, seeing that he barely had any that would do that. " Hm." He hummed.

L knew that sound, it was the sound of disbelief. But that's where Light left it....or not.

" Matt?" Light said firmly.

Matt: " Yeah?" The red head answered abruptly, expecting to have to defend himself against the smart auburn deduction that it was in fact Matt who left L bruised. But Light needed to understand...it was for L's own good, the man would of starved to death long before he tried whatever death attempt that he did earlier.

" Did you-"

Light was cut off as L leaned down and whispered hotly into his ear. Matt was about to fall off of his seat from rigidly anticipating the on coming argument between he and Light, but to his surprise he watched Light's eyes widen a little as L whispered to him, then the mans gaze became dimmed and shadowy...disconnected. Light's eyes looked like they were going to close any second..was..was that lust?

Oh...L and his tactics...

As L slowly pulled away from the man, Light quickly picked up the towels and spoke. " Matt, where's the key to the other room."

Matt quickly dug in his pocket and retrieved the key, tossing it to Light and refraining from saying the words Thank god and more importantly good riddens...because the tension of having them in the room was becoming ridiculous.

" So...What are we doing tomorrow?" Came a certain blonds voice.

L snapped his head in Mello's direction. " Nothing! Light-kun needs rest."

" Well you don't have to bite my head off..." Mello grumbled.

L didn't know where his temper came from, it was not like him to fire so sharply at anyone if he didn't have a good reason..but he did. "Light-kun...."

Light got off the floor and L walked to the door. "Call us if you need something." Light said as he gathered he and L's luggage bags.

Yes...if you need something, L wanted to add so badly, but decided he would keep his mouth closed..

" Same here." Mello yelled back lazily as he watched his friends exit.

L grabbed Light's hand and marched out of the room with him, ignoring his pain filled feet as he left.

XXX

"What the hell got into them?" Mello said to nobody in particular.

Matt fairly ignored him, punching the buttons on his DS.

" Was L acting like this when we were gone?" Mello asked.

Matt continued playing his game.

" Tell me what happened!" Mello slapped Matt over the head.

Matt massaged his head." Fine." He muttered. "Me and L...we..."

" You fucked him?" Mello said, raising an eyebrow.

" What!?" Matt snapped up, staring at Mello in shock.

" Damn Matt, you couldn't wait 'till I got here!"

" I didn't screw him! He -"

" Screwed you? You let Ltop you, the hell Matt!? You know what, I hope Light fucks you up for this, I'm calling him right now!" Mello grabbed the phone to call for Light but was cut off when Matt jumped on him. " Will you listen...no one had sex...he's just really mad at me!"

" Oh...why didn't you say so?" Mello hung the phone up, then walked over to the bed opposite of Matt so he could sit and listen.

"Well, gonna tell me?"

" I don't want to talk about it right now...I'll tell you later."

I know I said something about L and chocolate syrup...next chapter I promise ( after mid-terms LOL). You know I can't write too long without throwing a lemon in the mix -_- LOL

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