Favored by the Master of Death Chapter 6

5 Years Earlier

L's Age: 20

"Happy Anniversary!" Harry shouted as he banged open the door of L's room.

"What?" L asked groggily wondering when his personal heater had woken up. Harry had slept in L's room last night, which had become a norm, allowing his insomnia to take a break. It's almost as if Harry's very presence made the disease go away.

"What do you mean 'what'? 5 years ago today we met!" Harry exclaimed as he jumped on the bed and handed L a cupcake, joy rushing through him.

"Oh really?" L mused as he shoved the pastry into his mouth, finishing it in a few bites. Harry nodded as he slowly began to crawl over to L. He quickly straddled the now curious detective, an occurrence that was not unusual seeing as their relationship had close to zero physical boundaries. L stared up at Harry as the older man pushed the hair from his eyes. Harry gave a small smile as he began to lean in closer to L.

"You know," Harry began as he inched closer, "you really do have the most beautiful eyes in the world." L's heart was pounding in his chest as Harry continued to get closer. Right as their noses were about to touch Harry's tongue shot out and licked at the icing that was decorating the side of L's face.

"You are a strange man Harry Potter." L stated as his captor leaned back with a grin.

"As are you L. Lawliet, maybe we should date. What do you think?" Harry asked nonchalantly, trying to keep his voice even as his blood raced. L blinked up at him, as if trying to decipher what had just been said. Then slowly, as if he was scared to answer, L gave a small reply.

"Okay."

Harry grinned widely as he replied, "Fantastic."

Present Day

L's Age: 25

Harry slid into the main room, which was flooded red, just as L was falling from his chair.

"No!" Harry screamed as he launched himself forward and yanked Light off the dying man.

"Don't touch him you disgusting piece of swine." Harry snarled as he pulled L close to him and cradled his head.

"Harry!" Mr. Yagami exclaimed as the building began to shake from the force of the storm outside. Harry ignored the man in favor of trying to get L to stay awake.

"L. L. Look at me L. Hey, guess what today is. It's our anniversary. 10 years since we met and 5 years since we got together. Silly me, I can't believe I forgot. L keep looking at me. L. L!" Harry screamed as L closed his eyes, a small smile gracing his pale lips.

"No, no, no, this isn't supposed to happen." Harry whispered.

"You're right." A masculine voice echoed around the room, "It's not."

Death watched the procession in France with disinterest. Some human who thinks he is important is going to harm a child, causing them to move on to his realm. The child was small, and ultimately insignificant in the grand scheme of the world, but none the less Death's master had charged him with caring for this child's transportation and here he was.

Tires squealed and a small, child like scream was heard before the car zoomed off. Death strode over and placed a hand on the shoulder of the boy's soul, which had changed from his young self to him fully matured.

"James S.D., come with me." Death commanded as the boy turned man as two very alive people began to shout from across the road, screams of horror filling the streets.

"Are you here to take me to my father's savior?" the man child questioned, his dark eyes shinning behind his blonde locks.

"Who would that be?" Death asked, intrigued at the fearlessness of the boy at the face of well…him.

"His name is Harry James Potter and he died to save everyone. Dad says that when die I will get to meet him because I will get to go to Heaven just like him." James informed, "Dad used to know him so he gave me Mr. Harry's middle name so that he could be remembered."

"Really? And who pray tell is the human who claims to know my master?" Death urged. Is this why his master had charged him to ferry a small child?

"Well my mothers name is Mary Johnson but my dad's name is Dudley Dursley." James informed softly, looking back at the couple that were now sobbing and clutching at the crushed and bloody body, "Can I say goodbye?" Death looked at the boy, mentally groaning as he conceded, allowing the boy's soul to regress to its previous state and become vaguely visible. He watched on as the little boy waved goodbye to his stunned parents before turning to clasp Death's hand. Death looked down at the small soul and sighed, thinking about how soft he was becoming as he lead to small boy to the next life.

He had just settled the soul into the place the 'good little shits go', as his wonderfully inelegant master liked to call it, when he felt it. The worlds connected to Death shook as his master's power ripped through everything, filling the air with the feeling of pain, anger, and overwhelming sadness.

"Master." Death breathed in concern has Harry's voice echoed in his head saying 'this isn't supposed to happen.' Death quickly teleported to his master's side and took in the scene quickly before saying;

"You're right. It's not."

Everyone but Light, who had made a home on the ground where Harry had shoved him, had their guns out and pointed at Harry or, more specifically, the strange man behind him.

The newcomer was garbed in an all black suit, save for the white button up. His pale skin was pulled taunt over his face and his body and a distinctly skeletal look to it. His fancy black business coat and thin cane gave the man a sophisticated feeling.

"What do you want?" Mr. Yagami demanded, trying to stamp down the feeling of fear and apprehension that was crawling up everyone's back.

"Simply to fulfill my orders, not that it is any of your business." The man stated blandly, his voice taking over the room as fog began to roll out from behind him.

"What are your orders?" Aizawa snarled, never taking his eyes from the being.

"Wouldn't you like to know." the man bit back. No sooner had the man spoken thunder rumbled loudly outside and a bolt of lightning struck down right next to the still unnamed person, shaking the building and shattering the large computers behind the man.

"Oh alright, you insufferable brat. I am here to revive Master L. You see our young detective here was not to die unless the order was given." the man informed as the glass that rained down turned to dust and fog covered the floor, swirling out the door.

"Why?" Light snarled, feeling his rage increase, "What makes L so special?" The man moved so swiftly that no one had time to process the movement before the man was already in Light's face, his cane pushing the fallen man into the ground painfully.

"You need to watch your tongue you infectious bacterium." the man hissed as the air in the room began to charge with electricity as it had before, "I tolerate you and your kind only because my master seems fond of you simple specs of dust. As for why, I may never know. However, if you continue to be snarky to one much older, and much more powerful then you, then my control Might. Just. Slip."

"Excuse me sir, but please, we are all L's friends so we want to know. Please tell us why?" Matsuda begged, allowing his fear to be washed away with the wave of warmth that passed through him.

"Because, he has the favor of my master." the man remarked as he removed his cane from Light's chest and moved in the blink of an eye so that he was behind Harry once more. As the fog retreated L began to stir in Harry's arms.

"Who is your master?" Mogi questioned softly.

"My master is many things, but first and foremost he is my master." he replied vaguely as the fog disappeared completely.

"Who are you?" Aizawa asked, fearing what the answer would be.

"Oh me?" the man intoned as Rem appeared, her large body wrapped in chains and fear showing brightly in her eyes as the Death Note at her side was plucked from its holder, "I am Death." With that the two disappeared with only a whisper of clothing and a chill in the air to prove that what had just occurred was real.

The lights changed from an ominous red to a flooding white as Watari came into the room and staggered over to L and Harry, refusing to let anyone help him. He held onto one of L's hands as the young detective was pulled into a crushing hug by Harry, who was letting out shaky breaths. L buried his face into Harry's neck and held back a sob, knowing that if it was let loose then the man now clutching him would not let anyone except the people of Wammy's house out alive.

"I love you so much." Harry whispered so that only L could hear as he planted a small kiss on L's pulse point.

"I love you too." L whispered, his voice trembling lightly. Harry gave L's neck one more peck before he slowly pulled back and slid L's weight to Watari's waiting arms.

"Watari, tell Roger that I am sending someone to pick up M, N, and Matt. They will be arriving shortly and be here within the hour. Then take L up to bed and do not leave his side until I get there." Harry commanded as he swiftly stood and strode in the direction he had come from earlier.

"Where are you going?" Light yelled after him.

"To pull some resources," Harry growled, "I have a killer to catch."

All right, there you go. Please tell me what you think. I know that some of you wanted Death to be more of a character so I added him into this one. Just throwing this out there as a thing for you all to decide; please tell me if you want a little scene between just L and Harry next chapter and if you...encourage(?) the idea of the rating going up for said scene. Gavie me your opinion in the reviews or PM me because i am a little hesitant on what that scene should be like. That's all, and as usual thank you for taking the time to read.

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