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My feet left soft footprints in the sand as L and I walked down the beach hand in hand. It was our last day of vacation. L was desperate to get back to persecute Misa, and I felt guilty for keeping him drunk all the time. We'd spent almost a week at Hayman, scuba diving, swimming, tanning, cruising on the Vespa, and having a great time.

"What's really going to happen when we get home, L?" I asked for the millionth time, giving L's hand a gentle squeeze. He was fairly sober but still held a Cosmo in his hand.

"I don't quite know what to expect. In light, no pun intended, of your recent confession I suppose Misa will be convicted and sent to jail." L shrugged.

"What's going to happen to me? To us?" I peered into L's eyes.

"Anything could happen," L looked at his feet, kicking up some sand. "You made a lot of stupid decisions."

"I know," I said sourly. Sighing, I gazed out at the ocean, watching a bird swoop down to catch a fish. "We've still got a few hours. What do you want to do?"

"There's a spa in the hotel we haven't tried," L mentioned.

"A spa?" I wrinkled my nose. "Not really my thing."

L raised his non existent eyebrows and released my hand. "Sit," he commanded. Puzzled, I sat down. I was naked except for my bathing suit, and L was only wearing his Speedo. He crouched behind me and began digging his knuckles into my shoulders. At first it was too rough, but after a little while the grinding of his fists on my skin was like a drug.

"This, times ten, all over your body," L whispered seductively in my ear. I let out a soft moan, an uncomfortable bulge growing in my swim trunks. L ran his tongue down my neck, pausing to suck on my earlobe. He pulled away with a small smirk. "Now, how about that spa?"

***

Half an hour later L and I were relaxing at the resort's spa, wearing terrycloth robes and being stroked by gorgeous Spanish women. We'd signed up for a couple's massage, which the masseuses didn't look too happy about, but it allowed us to have a private room.

My masseuse had been rubbing me all over for ten minutes, and she was certainly very skilled. I felt more relaxed than ever as she kneaded her fingertips into my back. I snuck a peek at L. He had his eyes closed and his hands were resting under his thighs. The combination of the masseuse's touch and sensual look on L's face was making me a little sweaty.

I licked my lips, never taking my eyes off L. His eyes flickered open and he gave me a small smile. "I love you," I mouthed. He mouthed it back, grinning widely now.

"Wow, what a great massage! Thank you so much," I stood up, closing my robe. The masseuse appeared confused.

"Only ten minute! Fifty more minute!" she shook her head.

"Oh, that's okay. Don't worry about it," I beamed.

"No, no! You pay hour package!" she insisted.

"Really, it's okay." I nodded.

"You want refund?"

"No."

"Then you have fifty more minute! Lay down."

"Just get out!" I cried. "I'm sorry. What I meant to say was we just want to take a break. Can you come back in twenty minutes?" I asked.

"Oh. Oh. Okay. Bye," my masseuse nodded at L's masseuse and the two women left, closing the door behind them.

"What's the matter?" L asked. He turned over and sat up, looking at me intently.

"Nothing, I just wanted to spend some time alone…" I leaned over to give him a kiss. I felt the hesitation in his kiss but he eventually gave in, slipping his tongue between my lips.

I shed my robe, revealing my naked body underneath. L's eyes widened as he viewed my erection; probably surprised that I was already hard.

"What can I say?" I smirked, pushing L down on the massage table. He still looked a little shocked but seemed to enjoy how controlling I was being.

I ran my hands down his slender figure, sliding on top of him. My legs sprawled out behind me, and I got in push up position to kiss L. I licked a trail down his neck, moaning as he toyed with my erection.

L let his hips drift up so I had access to his entrance. He helped guide me inside of him, giving my balls a gentle squeeze. I groaned loudly, beginning to thrust into L with slow strokes. My hips rose up and down, up and down, as I struck him again and again. L narrowed his eyes, clearly wanting me to go faster and deeper. Trying to make myself last longer I drew out the process, resisting L's invitation to fuck the hell out of him.

"Come on," L grumbled, grabbing my ass and pushing me into him more. The excitement of knowing how badly he wanted me was driving me insane. Somehow I managed to slow down even more, thoroughly enjoying L's torture.

Finally L couldn't take it anymore and wrapped his legs around my back in one swift movement, forcing me closer to him. The intimacy between us was unavoidable, and I gave in, increasing the speed of my thrusts. Still not satisfied L clutched me even closer to him, moaning as I slammed into him. My hands and knees burned as I thrust as deep as I could, barely noticing when L lifted his head to give me a wet kiss.

"Oh, good God," I moaned, letting my head hang down as I hammered into L. My stomach felt as if it was flying to my throat and I couldn't stop sweating, savoring the feeling L was giving me. L brought his head up to kiss my neck and simultaneously moved one of his hands to squeeze my balls, the combination bringing me over the edge. I let out a scream as I crumpled against my love, euphoria washing over me.

***

After our short trip to the spa L and I headed back to the hotel room. We were lying in bed together with martinis, half-asleep, when a sudden crack of thunder sounded (1).

"HUH?!" L gasped, shooting into a sitting position. He could barely keep his head up from the blend of exhaustion and alcohol.

"It's nothing, babe, just a little storm," I shushed him, attempting to pull him back to nestle against me.

"Oh. Alright." L yawned. He leaned back to cuddle with me, and the two of us peered outside at the storm beginning to brew. Rain started pattering on the beach, and thunder sounded around us again. A bolt of lightning blasted onto the sand, causing L to shriek. "Let's go!" he cried, jumping out of bed.

"What?!" I exclaimed, hurrying to chase him out the door. He skipped the elevator and stormed down the steps, going too fast for me to catch up. The receptionist and concierge looked at him with disbelief as he rushed to the pool deck, twirling around in the pouring rain.

"L! GET THE FUCK INSIDE RIGHT NOW, YOU IDIOT!" I yelled at him from inside the resort.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" L shouted back, cupping his hand around his ear. Rolling my eyes I grabbed the umbrella the receptionist handed me and ran outside after L.

"COME INSIDE!" I screamed.

"Listen to your own advice." L stuck his tongue out at me and stole my umbrella, tossing it into the pool. He scampered onto the beach, looking over his shoulder to give me a cheeky grin.

The wind whipped at my face and the rain drenched me until I was entirely soaked through as I sprinted to L. Unfazed by the almost constant rumble of the thunder and the lightning repeatedly striking sand within ten yards of him he danced on the beach. He must've looked crazy to anyone who didn't know him as he skipped around, waving his hands in the air. I knew he was just drunk and trying to have some fun.

Even though it was extremely possible I'd get struck by lightning and die I calmly made my way over to L, now with a light smile on my face. He stopped and dancing and grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly. I leaned in and kissed him, yelping as a crack of thunder broke us apart.

"Can we please go inside now?! Please, L! I don't want you to die!" I begged.

"Hm, you don't? Would you miss me if I died, Light?" L asked, fixing his eyes on mine.

"I think I'd miss you even if we never met," I replied softly (2). A moment of silence passed between us, warming us up in all the cold.

"You remembered," L whispered.

"I couldn't forget," I pulled him close to me, enveloping him in a hug. I let go after a minute and L looked towards the resort.

"Alright, I suppose we could go in now."

***

L and I didn't lose our closeness over the next two days, even with the fact that he was sober and Misa had pled guilty to murder. As soon as we returned home I told L I needed to talk to her and he allowed me to visit her. I told her everything that happened, and although she wasn't happy about it she still loved me, even though because of me she'd spend life in jail.

It was incredibly hard to see Misa behind bars carrying my baby. I vowed I wouldn't let our child lead such a double life, I vowed I'd never let our child know such heartache.

While I didn't lose any closeness with L I gained some with Kira. Misa being in jail was a reminder of what I needed to do. My mission was to create a new world, with no criminals, no pain. L was already standing in the way of that.

***

"Are you ready, Light?" My dad stared at me harshly as he gestured towards the courtroom doors.

"Ready as I'll ever be, Dad." I squared my shoulders, straightened my tie, and walked into the courtroom.

L was sitting behind me with Watari, both of whom looked on with stone cold expressions. My throat tightened as Misa lowered herself into the chair next to me.

"Hi, Light," she whispered.

"Hey Misa," I gave her a genuine smile. "How are you and the baby?"

"Oh, you know. Thinking of you a lot. I'm trying to find the bright side," she patted her bulging stomach.

The judge walked into the room and went through some official things I didn't quite understand before making sure I was who I said I was and I was pleading innocent to Murder Conspiracy (3).

I had all the answers to the questions the judge asked me already formulated, and I delivered them calmly and coolly. I turned back to glance at L but he was muttering something in Watari's ear and didn't see me.

The judge seemed skeptical about my innocence, but it wasn't quite up to her. The jury was made up of a fairly mixed group. I was pretty sure I'd be innocent according to the three young women in the group who I made sure to give subtle winks at, and the other jurors didn't seem too interested in what I had to say.

"Well, I've heard your case, Mr. Yagami, and so has the jury. Your fate is in their hands now." The judge banged the gavel and the jury went to the back room to discuss my innocence or guilt.

After what felt like the longest hour of my life the jury returned as well as the judge. I was sweating bullets as the judge sat down slowly at her stand, reading a paper from the bailiff.

"Well, Mr. Yagami, you're a lucky man. The jury has found you not guilty of Murder Conspiracy."

I bit back an enormous "YES!" and simply smiled, nodding at the jurors. Much to my father, L's, and Misa's dismay the three young women gave me flirty grins.

"Good work," my dad said simply, shaking my hand before he turned to leave the courtroom. He was never really one for over the top displays of affection.

"Oh I'm SO happy, Light!! You did such a good job! I'm so proud of you!" Misa squealed. She reached up to hug me but the bailiff gave her a stern glance and carted her off. Guilt shot down my happiness and slammed through my veins as I watched Misa walk back into jail as I skipped off Scott-free. I'd thrown her under the bus to protect myself, and now I would have absolutely no consequences while Misa was in jail for life.

"Congratulations," L said from behind me, startling me.

"Oh! Thanks," I smiled weakly.

"Is something wrong? You should be ecstatic," he frowned.

"No, it's just Misa, and our baby. She's really not a bad person, she just got on the wrong path and got a little carried away. I feel bad for her, that's all," I explained in a lie.

L furrowed his eyebrows. "Misa committed a crime, Light. She killed thousands of innocent people that didn't deserve to die. Kira is an unjust monster, with no concern for anyone but him or herself. Misa should be ashamed of herself for such behavior. She doesn't deserve your sympathy."

I clenched my fists as I listened to what L was saying. In the back of my mind I wondered if he would feel that way about me if he knew the truth. I took a deep breath and wiped my palms on my slacks, trying to calm myself down.

"You're right. I just got caught up in the moment," I shook my head and linked my arm through L's. "Alright, let's go celebrate!"

(1) Incase you were wondering, L and Light are wearing normal clothes in this part.

(2) If you don't know why this is significant, go read chapter 17.

(3) I didn't do a whole bunch of court research so I'm not sure if this is the correct term or whatever. It doesn't matter, I'm sure everyone knows what I mean, right?

Okey doke, there was the plot I promised! I threw in some smut and fluff too, just because I wanted to. Tell me what you think, the last chapter was extremely lacking in reviews! :[

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