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I woke up to the sound of something sizzling in the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes and got up to stretch, noticing that L had left the television on. It was paused on a surveillance video of Misa's room. I smacked myself on the forehead, feeling incredibly stupid, when I realized that L had video footage of me talking to Ryuk in the bathroom! How could I have thought that L wouldn't have cameras in the bathroom?
Luckily L had left his laptop on, where I knew he was sent the videos. I peeked into the kitchen, and when I was sure he wasn't looking I opened his e-mail and deleted the footage of me in the bathroom. Both videos were unopened, and L most likely wouldn't notice they were missing. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and closed L's e-mail, wandering into the kitchen.
"Morning," I said, pecking L on the cheek.
"Oh, good morning, Light. Would you like a crêpe?" he gestured towards the pan he was making the crêpes in.
"Yeah, alright," I nodded.
"Which kind do you prefer? There's blackberry, blueberry, strawberry, chocolate, peach, banana, apple…whatever you like," he offered.
"Hm. Do you think you could put potato chips in there?" I wondered.
"I suppose not," L said thoughtfully. "The crêpe itself would smash the chips."
"Well, peach, then," I shrugged. L took a crêpe, added a few large spoonfuls of peaches, and folded the whole thing up. I thought he was finished, but then he put a few squirts of whipped cream and drizzled a little chocolate sauce on top of it all. Even then L wasn't finished. He took one last peach and slit it into several smaller pieces before decorating the crêpe with them.
"Ta-da!" he grinned almost childishly. I chuckled and took the plate from him.
"Thanks," I grabbed a fork and knife and started eating. Once again I was impressed with L's cooking. He made himself a chocolate and strawberry crêpe and joined me.
"This is so sweet," I said, licking my fork.
"The crêpe or the fact that I made crêpes?" L asked.
"Both," I leaned over and gave him a sugary kiss. Much to my annoyance, Ryuk hovered into the room, holding a half-eaten apple (1).
"What?! Why haven't ya killed him yet?" Ryuk asked, dumbfounded. I ignored him.
"I need to talk to you about something important, L," I said seriously. "I haven't talked to Misa in a while, and she is going to have my baby, so I think it's only right that we spend some time together. Only as friends," I tried to keep it relaxed.
L finished his crêpe, licking the chocolate sauce from the plate. "I find that I'm in need of flour. I wouldn't be opposed to Misa accompanying you to the store," he decided.
"Thanks, L. I'm just trying to do the right thing here," I reached over to give his shoulder a squeeze before rinsing my plate and going down to Misa's floor. Ryuk followed me obnoxiously, asking a million questions.
I knocked on Misa's door and then took a few steps back so I'd be able to stop her from hugging me so tightly I couldn't breathe.
"LIGHT!" she squealed when she saw me. "YOU'RE HERE!"
I crossed my arms over my chest so Misa wouldn't hug me. "I'm still sore!" I yelped. Misa jumped back, looking hurt. "Sorry, I'm just a little sore from my fight with L," I lied.
"Oh, poor baby," she said sympathetically.
"I need to go to the store. Do you, uh, wanna go?" I scratched the back of my head awkwardly.
"Yes!" she grinned enthusiastically. "Oh, hello Ryuk!" Misa looked behind my shoulder. Suddenly her face turned green and she darted back into her room. I closed my eyes, wincing as I heard her vomit.
"Sorry!" Misa blushed. "Little Light can be feisty," she joked.
"Little Light?" I groaned. Misa patted her stomach.
"I'm so happy to be carrying your baby! It's like I have a little piece of you inside of me! I can't wait for us all to be a family!" she beamed.
"Right…let's get to the store."
***
Misa babbled about the baby the entire way to the store. I tuned her out, doing my best not to laugh when Ryuk kept pretending to shoot himself behind Misa's back. When we got to the store Misa tried to grab my hand, but I winced and she let go.
"Misa, I need to talk to you," I whispered when we got inside, pulling her into the corner.
"Huh? What's wrong?" she asked.
"Ryuk agreed to give me L's name," I informed her.
"RYUK!" Misa screeched, whipping her head around to glare at Ryuk.
"I CAN'T RESIST THE POWER OF THE APPLE!" he cowered.
"You can't kill him, Light! You'll be so sad! And there's no way you won't get caught!" Misa protested.
"I need to do this, Misa. I know you don't understand, but for the good of the world this must be done. I can't risk L finding out the truth about me, or you for that matter. I've gone through this a million times in my head, but I keep coming to the same conclusion. As much as I want to keep L alive, I can't," I hung my head.
"Can't you just lock him up or something?!" she suggested.
"That wouldn't work. L's too smart to stay locked up forever, and I couldn't bear to see him in that much pain. He'd hate me. I can't deal with that," I swallowed.
"He hasn't caught us yet! Maybe he never will! If I keep writing names in the Death Note and you keep L distracted, we could go on like this forever!" she said desperately.
"It won't work! He's too smart! I'm already his top suspect!" I grumbled, frustrated. "Misa, once L is gone, we can have a family together. You, me, and our baby," I tried to persuade her. "I know you want that more than anything."
"Really?! Do you mean that, Light?!" she cried.
"Yes," I nodded, not completely sure if I was telling the truth.
"There's still seven and a half months until the baby is born! You can keep L alive until then," Misa pointed out.
"Jeez, you'd think she's in love with L, not you!" Ryuk cackled.
"Shut up!" I barked. "How many times have I told you? It's not about us, it's about the new world, and Kira. Seven and a half months is plenty of time for L to catch Kira," I said.
"When are you going to do it, then?" she asked, disappointed.
"That's the hard part. I can't bring myself to actually write his name in the Death Note," I confessed. "I love him too much."
"Why don't you ask Ryuk to do it?" Misa proposed.
"No, it needs to be me. I don't want anyone else to do it. I don't want to do it myself, but I have to. For justice," I gritted my teeth.
"You should think about it some more," Misa said softly.
"I don't know," I blinked back tears. "I never thought I'd find someone in life who could make me want to give up being Kira just to be with them."
"You're so sweet!" Misa shrieked, throwing her arms around me.
"Uh…let's get the flour, okay?" I stepped back and headed to the baking aisle, picking out a large bag of flour.
"Come on Light, you can't convince me that you don't enjoy getting close to Misa," Ryuk smirked. "You don't get somebody pregnant by pushing them off of you."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled at him. Everyone in the store froze and stared at me. I cleared my throat awkwardly and purchased the flour quickly, rushing out of the store before I was asked to give an explanation.
***
I ditched Misa as soon as we got back to the task force, skipping the elevator and speeding up the stairs. Thankfully Ryuk followed Misa, who promised to give him an apple. When I reached L's floor I was exhausted. It was quite a haul.
As soon as I walked into the room L turned bright red and slammed his laptop shut. He quickly tried to zip up his pants, but I automatically knew what he was doing.
"What's this, L? Looking at some yummy boys?" I teased, opening his laptop.
"Something like that," he muttered.
The screen was paused on a shot of L and me in the bedroom. It was our most recent sexual encounter. I gasped when I noticed Ryuk hovering above us, but then remembered L couldn't see him.
"Hm…" I licked my lips, pressing play on the video. After a few minutes of watching, I started getting excited. "Whaddya say to a little reenactment?" I whispered suggestively.
Not hesitating for a second, L took my face in his hands and kissed me passionately. I plunged my tongue into his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck. The intensity of the kiss increased rapidly. L stood up, allowing me to slide his pants and boxers down his slim hips.
I traced my fingers down his chest, taking pleasure in the feeling of his smooth skin. I wrapped my hand around his erection and pumped gently, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut and moan deeply.
After a few minutes I dragged L onto the floor and we crawled closer to the wall, stripping clothes and raining kisses along each others bodies until we were both naked and roaring to go.
I pressed L's back against the wall, nipping at the flesh on his neck playfully. His lips crashed against mine in a passionate kiss, and he pivoted his hips so his legs rested on my shoulders. I had direct access to his entrance, so I let him suck a few of my fingers before slipping them into him, evoking a heavy groan from L.
I kneeled so I was positioned perfectly in front of L and sheathed myself in one swift stroke.
"Ugh," L gasped, reaching up to tangle his fists in my hair. I thrust into him repeatedly, amazed at how deep I was able to go.
"God, L," I bit my lip, feeling my release approaching. I wanted to go longer, faster, harder, but my entire body was resisting. L moaned and I knew I hit his sweet spot, which only increased my arousal.
"Fuck," I whispered, slamming into him with everything I had. I felt his body begin to quiver as he approached climax. This position had us both sweating and grunting as we refused to orgasm.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I shuddered violently, exploding inside of L. He met his own release soon after, and we collapsed with a simultaneous moan.
I was only capable of panting, my mind stuck on the orgasm that had just wracked my body. Of course, the damn thought of killing L jumped into my mind like it always did after sex. I tried to push it away, trying desperately to convince myself that wasn't our last time, but the idea simply wouldn't go away.
"I love you," I mumbled.
"I love you too," he kissed me softly, his lips moist.
"God, why did you have to become a detective?!" I groaned, smacking him lightheartedly on the chest.
"If you're good at something, never do it for free," he replied. I smirked and stood up, grabbing my wallet from my pants pocket. I tossed L a twenty dollar bill (2). He laughed, took the twenty, and handed it back to me.
"I should pay you," he joked.
"Ah, you pay me in love," I kissed him over exaggeratedly. We broke apart, giggling like schoolchildren.
"Oh hey! I almost forgot! I got you something else at the store," I remembered, pulling a box out of the plastic bag from the grocery store.
L gasped when he saw what it was, and he looked as if he was going to cry. "….An Easy-Bake Oven?" he sniffled.
"I couldn't wait until your birthday," I shrugged.
"This may be this first time in all of your existence that you've done something nice for another person, just because you love them," L noted.
"Yeah, yeah, be philosophical another time," I laughed. L quickly took the Easy-Bake Oven out of the box, reading the instructions in a hurry. I grinned as I watched him, but the thought of killing him continued to haunt me. I was faced with the biggest decision of my life. Just a few hours ago I'd been so sure I was going to kill L, but when I was with him and thinking about my love for him, the thought of his death made me disgusted.
I sighed and did my best to think about something else, deciding for the time being the only thing I could do was wait.
(1) Lol…don't worry, he was sneaky with the apple. L didn't see, he was too busy eating and being cute.
(2) Yeah, yeah, I don't do Japanese money.
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