Uh, hello… don't kill me! I had a lot of beta problems the last few weeks. Consisting of her not answering any of my e-mails until I said "to hell with this" and had to go hunting for a new one on the sit. Thankfully I resaved a reply and now I have a new beta! YAY! I'm very reluctant to post any thing with out a beta going over it first… and if my old beta is reading this… will you please answer me?

People who reviwed, you are wonderful! I love you all! Keep up the good work! People reading silently from the shadows, I hope you like what you see! Now to the next chapter.

And all thank my beta who came to save me!

Gray

At the Hall

Ok, this was beginning to get complicated. It was one thing to realize you might have a chance to get to know someone at such an intimate level, to understand people is something men spend their entire life trying to do. Because you just never know what is going on in people's heads you know? People say one thing and think another, it was always like that, Raito would know. There are things you don't want people to know about, like the fact he pretty much hated every one around him(except his family of course). He put up with them because…well, unfortunately you live in a society and you have to live with these people.

Or the fact that he never really liked any of the girls he went out with or spent his time with, all he really wanted was to get into their pants. However, they usually don't go for the whole sleazy act. The whole 'hey, there hotty, I like your juggs. Wanna have sex?' yeah, that never worked with anyone in his school… he never tried of course! He was a genius for crying out loud! But the men that did…

Having a chance to really get to know someone is a gift. Like the weirdest man on earth (ok, maybe he wasn't that weired, but he was getting there. Fast) who just happened to be the world's number one detective. Who wouldn't want to understand some as complicated as him? Well, that was what Raito thought, until he discovered he had to go through all this.

Now he was caring his rival inner-child on his back, leasing to him chat away as he walked with the task-force and the detectives inner representation of Love and Happiness.

Yeah, Sigmund Freud was rolling in his grave right now.

Raito was pretending that he wasn't avoiding Love. No. Of course not. It's not like every time the personality came near him (which was quiet often) he would run to the other side and stay close to one of the other team members (mainly his father). No. Not at all. Not him.

Raito sighed. The was nothing wrong with Love. really. It's was just that every time the scared man came close to him, all he could think of was the implications of what he represented. Love. Yes, L and Love didn't fit together. Like L and sex. The teen blushed. Great, he was thinking of that again. No, sex and L didn't go tighter. Like L and love.

He looked over at Love, as they made their way through the human figures. He wondered if all those scars were scars of lost loves. Maybe from emotionally cutting remarks? He wondered if he ever caused one of throws scars. Did he ever cut the detective that deep with his tongue? But this was love they where talking about… if he made one of the scars did that mean the detective loved him? Well, the man did say he was his first friend. Platonic love then? A friend. Raito got a feeling inside him that tugged at his gut. It was unpleasant to say the least. Did he want Ryuzaki as more then a friend? But that would mean he hade to have deeper feelings for Ryuzaki, and it sincerely wasn't that!

….

….

…Right?

Damn it! This was supposed to be about discovering things about Ryuzaki, not himself. He was watching too many soap-operas with Sayu. It was just funny to think about L having a life before the investigation. That's all. The thought of some women bedding and maybe even loving the society retarded man was just too foreign to him. I mean, what is there to even like about the other man? He's rich and famous (even if no one knew that), you can give him that. But what about the rest? Bad mannered, annoying, messy, no sense of stile, of personal space, of good health (all. That. Sugar!), he was always right, no mater what other people thought. He has to turn every thing into a staring contest (that he always won), really! Don't even get him started on the constant interrogation! The constant suspicion! Kira this, Kira that, Kira, Kira, Kira! The way he plays with his food, How he plays with his animal crackers like some kid. The way he always has to pier over his knees at everyone… the way he pushes his lip when he is thinking, but hides it behind his thumb… the way his eyes look so bigger and brighter with those dark bags under them, and he can make them look so innocent too…

…Uhhh, where was his point again? Raito frowned to himself and huffed.

"What's the matter Raito-kun?" said teen tensed up when he heard Loves melodic and soft voice right next to his ear.

"Nothing, just thinking too much of the same subject." The teen replied, holding the urge of scooting close to his father.

"You shouldn't do that Raito! Some times the answer comes to you the less you think about it!" Child-ness butted in. Raito cranked his neck up to see the little devil hanging off his shoulders.

"yah, but it just keeps popping up in my head…" Raito grumbled unhappily.

"Well, this will take your mind off any thing your thinking! In fact it will take all of your mind off anything any of you were thinking!" happiness cheered. Raito hadn't even noticed they had reached the edge of the plaza and joined the others at starting at the hall.

You would think that after every thing that happened to them they wouldn't be surprised with anything else.

But this was L he was talking about, and nothing is simple or monotone when it comes to L. Especially if its his mind.

Like the plaza, the hall was standing on firm, steady marble. There were two structures. The first was a small Roman base house. It had pillars sustaining the roof and walls. Small and made out of the same white marbled of the floor. With a rectangular hole for the door.

Behind it, was an enormous structure. Raito couldn't define what architectural style it was. It seemed to be a strange mix between Roman, English and Japanese architect. The building itself was made so it went around in a semi-circle, stretching itself it would probably be the length of five blokes and two stories high. The roof was Japanese based and the structure varied between English and Roman. It was something you wouldn't expect to work together, but it had. It also gave off an air of liberty to Raito for some unknown reason. It was pretty much the only building that had any real color and wasn't made of fragile glass.

Matsuda gave a loud whistle. "Wow, what do you keep in there?" he asked.

"Ah, here we keep all information and information processing. It maybe be impressive on the outside, but that's because you haven't seen the inside! This is only the tip of the iceberg, you should see underground!" Happiness praised. He started hoping in direction of the larger building. The rest made there way behind him.

"But what about the smaller building over there?" Mogi asked, walking along side Raito.

"Oh, nothing too interesting. There is where we keep the physical representation of L." Child-ness hummed absent mindedly as moved off of Raito's shoulders to the ground.

Raito blinked. Physical representation? Of the real thing? He suddenly was over come with the want to go there, just to be able to get away from all of the nutty emotional parts of L and acutely be able to see the real thing. You know, just to fell a little more like all this would end soon and he would be abele to be sitting in a room full of computers. With the task force and the detective chained to his wrist… not that he wanted the man chained to his wrist or any thing! He only wanted things to go back to what they use to be before all of this mess started…

Chasing a worldwide murderer with supernatural power to kill people with a name and a face… See, normal. That's all he wanted. Normal. As they got to the entrance of the Hall, they could see the staircase that led up to the very heavy, very English, oak double doors. At the base there where Japanese stilled lion sculptures guarding the entrance.

"Well, it seems Ryuzaki's taste in decoration fits his personality. Doesn't it?" Raito heard his father mumble under his breath. Raito looked up only to see stone gargoyles sitting at the edge of the Japanese stile roof. He had to agree with his father there. But then again, when was Ryuzaki's taste in any thing not strange?

Still it all came together in a weird way that almost, almost, didn't make the different styles of architect look out of place.

Almost.

As they reached the top of the stars there where another two statuses, placed next to the door. They where Thoth, the Egyptian god of knowledge. Raito scratched the back of his head. Well, all he could say was, he was glad the man hadn't become an architect or interior designer…

"Mogi, could you help me open this? This things are heavier then they look." Happiness strained out as he pushed at the one of the wooded doors. Mogi did as asked and both began to heave at the double doors. Slowly, oh so slowly, the doors opened so the rest could go inside.

Books. Everywhere there were books. Shelves of books covered all of the walls. There was a line of bookshelves along the middle of the room. And what room it was. Its sides looked like the go on forever, curveting inwards like the out side impaled. The only place where it wasn't covered in books was the floor, ceiling and windows.

The ceiling was the complete two stories high and look like it was pulled directly out of a church. It was painted beautifully. With angels and demons fighting one and other. At the center of the ceiling there was a large gold Gothic style L.

Well, at lest he knew the detective had health self-esteem.

"Come on then, we are almost there. They should be at the control room." Did he hear right? Did he hear the sound of lament in Happiness voice? Was he sad that they where close to going home? Or was he sad that they would finally meet Logic and Reason? Raito thought of asking out loud, but decided against it. They would find out soon enoth.

"Raito-kun, you will be left behind if you don't hurry up." Love's soft voice cut throw his musing. Love was smiling at him, seeming the only one to have waited for him as the rest of the man made their way throw the bookshelves.

Raito gave a weak smile in return, and followed next to the blind man. He did his best not to seem like he was scooting away from him as they walked, but Love wasn't fooled.

"I know you are rather uncomfortable around me Raito-kun. You don't have to try and hide it to spare my feelings. I'm blind, not I'm not stupid. Please, give distance you feel will make you more comfortable." Love tolled him softly, terminal illness smile twisting his lips.

Raito fidgeted in place. Grate, now he felt uncomfortable and guilty. It's just with all that's been happening, the things he has been finding out, it was hard for him to feel comfortable. He was starting to losse his footing here. Everytime he thought he found stable ground in the place that was L's mind, they came and throw things like the plaza, the emotions, and the god damn moving buildings! And now Love was just so out of place, so raw, could you really blame him from wanting to get away from this suffocating feeling he had every time he was near the man. This place was grinding into his last nerve. And now he had more questions then answers.

Raito turned around to reply. To try and comfort the personality, but he was already half way in front of Ratio, walking next to Child-ness holding his hand. It appeared the man took his silence as a conformation of his assumptions and took matters into his own hands. Putting as much space between each other as possible.

The walked throw the books. Shelves covered in every stile of book emendable. Long, short, fat, thin all stuffing every shelf to the brim.

"And you said this was only a small part of Ryuzaki's intelligence? That the rest was underground?" Raito heard his father ask. The building was incredible as is, but to think there was more underground… Raito had always known Ryuzaki was a genius, but to actually see the scale of said intelligence represented vaguely… it was amazing! Raito imagined what his own mind would look like.

"Yes, there are many underground chambers that covered almost half of this land here. We may not have lived as long as you, Soichiro-san, but to get to where we are were a lot of hard work. Countless hours where put in to this building. You don't become a successful and great detective known worldwide without a lot of schooling and coulter." Love answered. Looking back at the team, face kind and gentle. Not fitting L's face at all, but not unattractive ether.

Raito couldn't help look around with appreciation. Walking in to a library, you expect an average person to have read, what? 300 books in their lifetime from that single library. But seeing a library of this scale as the knowledge of one single person. That was astounding. This made Raito feel incredibly close to Ryuzaki. Like this was something they could share in common.

As the group walked the teen suddenly became aware of how incredibly quiet this place acutely was. Every footstep echoing the empty space and bouncing off the walls. very different from the humming buildings outside.

"Is it always this quiet here?" Raito questioned. You would think that a genius mind would be, you know, more active…

"No, actually. It's only this quiet because of the state of unconsensus. Otherwise this place would be buzzing! You wouldn't be able to hear yourself think! It would be like sitting next to a blender." Happiness answered, seeming more cheerful now.

"Come on Raito, your so slow!" Child-ness wined, making his way back and dragging the teen to the front of the group. He bounced happily around him, swinging the teen's hand around. The boy look exactly like the normal little kids that Raito saw whenever he went to the park. Dragging their mothers along and just being kid. Sweet and innocent. He wondered if he was ever like this with his father. He wondered if Ryuzaki was ever like this with his penance. Really the kid was just too cut to be true.

Before the team knew it, the quantity of bookshelves thinned and soon enough they came to a small circular space free from any books. It was literally a circle, which dented the wall into a curve to accommodate its shape. The circle was the only area in the Hall that was carpeted. The whole inside of the curved wall was filled with computer screens. Bathing the area in blue light. All the screens where normal sized, found in any computer, but the middle, that had one-meter length and wide screen. On the screen there was many windows open with all kinds of data. From numbers to charts to many texts in different languages. Next to the opening was a statue of lady justice. Her eyes blind folded and a balance hanging from her right hand.

In front of the screens there was a table, and in front of that table there was two computer chairs. One of which was occupied.

"May I help you?" came a dull monotone voice. It was cold and very like the one the original L used, but there was something missing from it. It may seem crazy, but to Raito, there was missing life from that voice. Feeling, that the original had.

"Logic we have a problem-" Happiness began to say but was cut off by the man in the chair, who didn't even acknowledge their arrival. He didn't even turn around, just kept on typing

"We always have problems Happiness. Life is filled with them. That's why I'm here. To make these problems go away. Is that all?" Logic droned out, dismissing the other personality completely.

Raito looked at the yellow-eyed man out of the corner of his eye. The personality was clenching and unclenching his fists. Teeth grinding together as he tried to keep his temper in check. Raito looked over at the rest of the task force who just shrugged back.

"Yes, that's precisely why I came here to-" Logic cut the man off once more.

"You are not going to go on and on with that awful long speech of yours again, are you? The one where you complain about fair treatment, and that how at the rate if we don't start taking action now we will eventually burn out? Or that you should have a bigger roll in L's life, Is it? Because quiet frankly, I don't have the time right now. We all know how little our dear host sleeps and I would like to be able to reorganize some of his thoughts and memories. So please, don't waist my time with idle chit chat." A hand appeared over the hunched shoulder and waved about in a 'shoo' motion. The voice still dull and uncaring.

Raito stood taken aback. Not even L was this detached and rude. He looked over to Happiness, who was now massaging his temples. It seemed like he was counting to ten.

"Look, all I want is a mint, ok?" the yellow eyed man ground out. Looking as if he was ether going to cry or strangle the man in front of him.

"Time is precious, and I intend to use it wisely. You know exactly what I think of you, Happiness. This mind could thrive, if only all of you emotions went here. Oh, the things I could accomplish. If only the lot of you wasn't present." For the first time the dull voice had a tint of lament. Shaggy hair balanced back and forth as the man shock his head.

Happiness looked to be at the end of his rope. "Well, your human! Deal with it! We aren't going anywhere, and you know it! We have just as much right to be here as you do! More so! You can't just pretend we're not here! Now stop trying to ignore me and lessen, damn it!" Happiness burst out. Marching over tacking holed of the computer chair, swinging it around.

"My, that was very rude of you." Logic said dully. Hands clenching the arms of the chair not to fall off. That's when his eyes landed on the task force and Raito.

Out of all of the personalities, Logic looked the most like L. he sat in the same way, spoke the same way and had the same wield hair. However, was warring a gray shirt that was so neatly presed it would put even Raito to shame. The color, however, was really lifeless, making even the original L's plain white shirt look cheerful and fun.

His eyes where a darker shade of grey then his shirt, only making him looks more like the original detective. They were half lidded instead of wide like the should have been, making the man look very bored. Like nothing and no one was worth his time. Still, they radiated an intense stare that made Raito feel like an object instead of a person. That's what really made his skin crawl. He awls thought that L had the most lifeless eyes that seemed to put you underneath a microscope, but now, seeing this personality, he felt the detectives star was much more human. Like there actually was a person behind those eyes. There was nothing there when he looked in Logic's eyes. Nothing at all. He might as well be looking into the eyes of a stuffed animal.

Logic studied them. Eyes trailing over each one individually. "Yes, it seems we do have a problem." His head crooked lazily to the side, tuning his attention back to Happiness (who by now hade regained some composer). "How long have they been here, and what have they seen?" Logic asked dully. Seeming uninterested.

"Not long. I found them at the out skirts of town. They wanted to go home, I had no idea how to get them out, so here we are now. They didn't see anything of importance. We went threw peoples plaza if that's what your after." Happiness replied irritably. He really did not like Logic, did he? Raito couldn't blame him though. He was just so cold and dead.

"Ah, that useless little habit of yours seemed to have played off." the (not so) cheerful man forced a smile at the monotone jab. "I do trust you and your companions took precautions?" Happiness nodded stiffly. "Very well then."

Logic then turned his back to the team, going back to typing on the computer. The team all shared a look. Was that it? Aizawa seemed about to blow his top off when Logic swung around to face them again.

"It seemed the electric current did more damage then initially thought. Now I find myself with more problems then possible brain damage…" The gray eyed man gave a pointed look at them.

"But how is any of this possible?" Soichiro asked.

"Simple. Brain waves travel in electric pulses. The group was caught in an electric chain. The powerful electric sock traveled around the joined bodies in circles." The dull man made circles in the air with his finger. "Think of water traveling in loops. Then suddenly the current was cut off." he clapped his hands together suddenly, making Matsuda jump. "This being the explosion. At that moment all of the brain waves where concentrated on one point. This, unfortunately, must have been here. Thus, we have this wonderful situation." He waved his hand about lazily. Indicating his surroundings.

"That's what I said!" child-ness said excitedly. Logic eyes landed on him, and the poor kid seemed to shrink under his star. He quickly hid behind Raito's leg. "With less words and detail…" he squawked out timidly from behind Raito.

"It is only a possibility of course. If anyone has a more plausible theory, please, do tell." The cold man said.

"All that is all well and good, but you still didn't tell us how to get out of this damned place!" Aizawa huffed, apparently not able to hold his tongue any longer. Logic looked at him, and Aizawa took a step back under the full attention of his eyes, but otherwise stood his ground.

"Yes, that is the dilemma isn't it? Presumably you are all locked up here because the current is gone and the host is unconscious. If you wakeup the host, you permit more electro activity and the alien intrusion is expelled." Logic donned out.

"But how do we wakeup Ryuzaki?" It was Ratio's turn to ask. Logic tuned to him, making him feel like he was on an autopsy table.

"That, unfortunately, will involve them." The gray-eyed man pointed at Happiness, Child-ness and Love. "You see, in the unconscious state all we can do to induce wakefulness is to rise as one. Meaning that, we will have to gather everyone that makes 'Ryuzaki' an indevegale and bring then to Main Hall." Logic sighed.

"You mean!?" Happiness began, a bright smile covering his face.

Logic rubbed at his eyes tiredly. "Yes, all 12 of us must be present."

"Woohoo! It's been soooo long since I last saw everyone together!" Happiness started prancing around the group.

"Wait! You telling me we have to go after 12 more people just like him." Aizawa pleaded unbelieving as he pointed at the dancing Happiness.

"Its not that bad Aizawa-san! Look! We're halfway there already! 5 down 7 to go!" Happiness hooked his arm around Aizawa's neck, grinning like a fool.

Aizawa looked pleadingly at Logic who just shook his head miserly.

"I seemed to have missed something." Another dull voice came from behind the group. Making Matsuda jump and let out a yelp at its the suddenness. Everyone tuned as one in the direction of the voice.

Behind them was Logic, or some one that looked exactly like Logic. Except he was holding some bland yellow files in one hand, and his thumb at his lip with the other. Eyes half lidded.

Every one blinked, then tuned to look at Logic, then back to this copy, then Logic again. It went back and forth a few times before they steeled on the new comer.

"Reason, I see you have brought the files I asked of you." Logic said flatly.

"Yes, I have. But it seems I misted something drowning my absence. Shall we go back to work?" Reason replied flatly as well. Pushing his way throw the task force to Logic, handing him the files.

"No, unfortunately we have to escort our guests to the exit. So we will have to postpone all wishes to continue our work on another day." Logic hummed sadly. (Well, at lest Raito thought it was sadly, since it was said in the same tone of voice and facial exertion.) Reason made a displeased noise. "How troublesome." He said broadly.

"Indeed." Replied his twin.

Raito stared at the two. It was absolutely surreal. It was like Ryuzaki was having a conversation with him self. When he was with Happiness or Child-ness or Love it was different, the way they aced and there appearance. But with the two of them it was like seeing Ryuzaki in double. Then both of them trend to the rest of the group; eyes end up landing on the teen. No, even with both of them looking and acting exactly like Ryuzaki, it still wasn't L. they both where still lacking. They where just too… dead. To, plain.

"We have to finish up some work here, all of you should wait outside until we are done. That way we may set off on the hunt as soon as possible." Logic and Reason spoke together with the same bland tone.

"Yes, you do that. I think I'll go find a nice hard wall to bash my head against until I get a concussion or hopefully wake up in a nice hospital bed next to my wife and daughter. Which ever comes first. With my luck, it will be the prior instead of the later!" Aizawa huffed before stomping off in the direction they came. "One was too much for me, now I have to deal with 12! This-" was heard as Aizawa stomped off.

"I think I'll may sour he doesn't actually hurt himself." Mogi said before heading after Aizawa.

"Come on, lets get out of here. I can't stand another minute alone with these two." Happiness gambled picking mini L up and dragging Love and his father behind him. "Lets go Raito-kun! You don't want to be left behind with those two." The man said as they began to turn the corner.

Raito shivered at the idea of being left alone with the two creepy twins. However, as he began to follow the rest of the men he was tugged back by the wrist. Looking back he saw two incredibly pail hands grabbing him. He found, looking up to the stone faces of whom the hands belonged to. Logic and Reason. He tried to pull his arm away, but the grip on him wouldn't budge.

"Would you pleases let go. I would like my arm back." He tried asking, still struggle to get himself free.

"No." The pair said simply.

Raito was now starting to panic slightly. Starting to put all of his weight into getting himself free. Still, they wouldn't move. Only staring at him. With eyes that saw him as less then an object. To them, he was scum. Raito notes how very alone he was with the two, and that he couldn't even hear the others footsteps any more.

With one final heave against his captors he managed to break free (or they simply let go). Unfortunately, he lost his balance, falling backwards, on his backside on the floor.

He looked up to see the two personalities looking down on him. Eyes still half lidded and mouths in straight lines.

"I hope you have enjoyed yourself." One of them said lowly (Raito wasn't sure who, he guessed Logic).

"S-sorry?" he was becoming very confused (and a bit, only a tiny, little bit, friend.)

"Walking around here without a care in the world. Free to do as you please with whatever information you just happen to find." Logic said frostily, leaning in close. Too close.

"What are you saying?" Raito asked, unsure of where they were trying to get with this.

"Don't you play innocent with me, Yagami. We are not fooled by your pitiful act. We know there's a cold-blooded murderer in there. And this cold hearted murderer is wondering the mind of his only enemy capable enough not to fall for his tricks and able enough to actually put him in jail." Logic leaned back, still looking down at him with dead eyes.

Raito was flabbergasted. L was never this direct with him, or this forceful. "I wasn't, - I don't, I didn't…" he tried talking, but kept stumbling over his words.

"You may have the task force and those moronic emotions wrapped around your perfect little finger, but not us. We don't care for you little promise of friendship and human warmth. Mark my words Yagami, you will leave without finding any useful information or you wont leave at all. Different then those sentimental idiots, all we want is to get out of this case alive and to see you in jail." Both personalities leaned back. "If it were only up to us, you would have never left your cell."

In the teens mined, that tiny, faint, evil voice was screaming at him to get up and fight back. How dare they threaten him! The nerve! But the rest of Raito just sat there, numb, mind going over just what those words implied. Not only of his feat but of the detective himself.

For the longest time the three men just kept staring each other down. Until Raito heard someone calling his name. Not wanting to break eye contact, he just waited for whomever it was to get there.

"Raito! Raito! Where are youuuu! Rait- ah, there you are! I've been looking all over for you! What are you doing on the floor?" not since he got here was the teen so grateful to hear the young, high pinched, boyish voice of Child-ness.

Mini L came around, stopping right between himself, Logic and Reason, breaking their staring contest.

"The poor clumsy boy. He seemed to have tripped over himself. Why don't you help him up? We have work to finish off before we join you." Reason (or at lest Raito thought it was Reason.) said idly. Both twins turned and went back to their chairs. Living Raito and a very confused mini L staring at their backs.

"O…k? Come on Raito. Joy is having a fit. Saying how we shouldn't leave you alone with 'the two knights of the apocalypses'…or I think that's what he said. It was rather hard to understand what he was saying when Soichiro-san and Matsuda-kun where holding him down like that." Mini L said, biting his thumb.

The brunet happily accepted the boys help getting up and the started to make there way to the exit. The teen couldn't help but sneak one last look at the disappearing backs of Logic and Reason. Now dreading any other time he would be left alone with them.

They walked in silence through the bookshelves and the empty Hall. Mini L holding his fingers as they went.

"Uhh, so, I take it that happiness isn't keen on those two?" Raito asked when he was sure they where both out of ear shot.

Child-ness look down. "Truth is, they are the ones who are not to fond of us. They make it very clear they don't like us and think life would be much better with out us. It's not true. How can you be happy if you don't have the ability to be happy? Joy knows this better than any one, but they just don't care what he thinks, what any of us think. It alwayshas to be such a battle with them. But what can we do? Its oblivious who wins most of the time isn't it Raito?" the boy looked up at him with shining eyes. Raito bit his lip. What could he say to that?

Mini L continued. " The one who has it the worst is Love. Not many emotions Like him, but Logic and Reason? Oh, they do their best to bury him away. They say he blinds everyone around him. Not letting them think rationally. They say that all of us are a burden to them… we cloud their judgment" Child-ness stoped walking causing Raito to stop with him.

"You like us? Don't you, Raito? You don't think we're a waste of space, a burden, right?" The boy looked as if he was about to cry, looking up at Raito from under his messy hair.

The teen shifted in place. Oh, he was not good with the emotional comforting. Especially with kids. Helping his sister with homework was one thing, helping her get over her boyfriend was another. She always ended up running to their mother anyway… after he unintentionally made her cry… Why did she keep coming back to him when this kind of thing happened

There was a tug on his pant leg and he remembered the problem at hand. He could do this. It was only representations of a child… that represented L…

…

…Oh god.

"Of course your not a waste of space, non of you are. Its just to them, life would be easer and better with out you." Wrong thing to say! Wrong thing to say! The boy's lip was quivering! He was a genius damn it! He could do this!

"Look, Logic and Reason are made to be cold and detent. That's why you exist. They are what keeps Ryuzaki level headed. You, you are what make Ryuzaki human. Not them." He was on one knee now, hands on mini L's shoulders. Felling a lot like a big brother (which he was, just not to L). With only one thing on his mind.

Please don't cry. Please don't cry. Please don't cry. Please don't cry. Oh, please don't cry! He just couldn't handle crying!

"It doesn't mater what they think. I like you." This was his last shot. If it didn't work…

Child-ness mouth broke into a wobbly smile. He throws his arms around Ratio's neck, hugging him.

"Thank you Raito. That means a lot to me." The boy wisped into his shoulder.

Raito slowly, awkwardly, wrapped his arms around the boys back as well. Returning the embrace patting his back. "Yeah."

They stayed like this for a wile (running way over the 5 second rule) before Raito tried getting up. The boy didn't let go. Raito sighed (something he was doing more and more since they had gotten here.) and just picked the boy up.

"Thank you." Mini L said again. But this time Raito wasn't sure what he was thanking him for. He patted the boys back again.

All he could think of was, 'what would he do if the real L did something like this? The man sure had it in him, that's for sure.' what would happen then?

He made his way to the great oak doors. After every thing that happened since he got there, but especially now after Logic and Reason and now Child-ness. Raito thought to himself.

'Now I know I'm defiantly in way over my head here. And things don't look like they will be get any better for me.'