A/N: Thank you for all the reviews, guysssss!!!! Love you all!!!! Only a few more chapters until the close of this adventure :[ But don't worry, I plan on putting up some outtakes, and maybe even some from L's POV.
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After L and I woke up from our little nap I found Ryuk standing in front of us with a mischievous grin. L had got up a few minutes before I did, so I had to be careful not to gasp at the sight of Ryuk.
"Have a nice nap, Light?" Ryuk guffawed. I bit my tongue, doing my best not to shoot back a retort.
"Hello," L smiled at me.
"Morning," I grinned.
"Actually, it's a little before midnight," L corrected me.
"Oh. I'm hungry," I rubbed my stomach. "I could really go for some strawberry waffles."
"Mm, I'd like some chocolate," L licked his lips.
"How about some chocolate-covered strawberries?" I suggested. L smiled, clearly pleased with the idea.
We headed into the kitchen together, looking for strawberries. Seeing as it was mainly L's kitchen the chocolate was easy to find. We melted it in the microwave and eventually found some strawberries hidden behind massive amounts of cheesecake in the refrigerator.
L pulled out a few thin wooden sticks out of a drawer and stabbed the strawberries through them. He handed one to me and took the other for himself, dipping it into the bowl of warm chocolate.
He pulled the stick from the bowl, chocolate dripping off of the berries like rain. Seductively, he licked the chocolate off, closing his eyes and even going so far as to moan a little. I gulped, suddenly nervous at the thought of eating chocolate-covered strawberries with L.
Slowly I lowered the strawberry into my mouth, enveloping it between my lips. L watched me as I chewed and swallowed, blushing a little. He ate his next strawberry with even more sex appeal, pausing to lick all of the remaining chocolate from the wooden stick. I coughed uncomfortably, feeling shy.
"Is something wrong?" L smirked.
"Uh, no," I cleared my throat.
"Lighten up," he joked dryly. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine," I raised my eyebrows and took another strawberry, licking the chocolate off of it. I ran my tongue down each side, letting my eyelids drift shut. I let loose with a slight moan, kissing the tip of the strawberry as I bit into it.
When I finished I opened my eyes again and gave L a sexy grin. He was staring at me, looking a little in awe.
"Your turn," I whispered.
L took a strawberry in his fingers, dipped it lightly in chocolate, and brought it to my mouth. Surprised yet pleased, I wrapped my lips around it, taking it into my mouth. I made sure to touch the very tip of L's fingers but no more than that, leaving him hanging a bit.
After I swallowed L looked at me expectantly, and I fed him a strawberry elegantly. A little bit of sauce remained on my fingers and he made sure to lick it all off.
I was leaning in to kiss L when a knock came at the door.
"Hm, I wonder who that could be," L said thoughtfully as he got up, walking towards the door.
"Oh. Hello, you must be Light's mother," L greeted the mystery woman and let her inside.
"Mom?" I stood up, confused. "What are you doing here?"
My mother's face was covered with tears, and she was clutching one of my father's ties close to her chest. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't say anything, only sob loudly. I hurried over to her and placed my hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eyes.
"Mom? What's the matter? What happened?" I asked, my heart pounding.
"Y-your f-f-father," my mom shivered.
"What? Dad? Is he alright? Mom, tell me what happened!" I demanded, desperate.
"He's…he's….DEAD!!!!" My mom blubbered, unable to contain herself any longer. She collapsed against me, soaking my shirt with tears.
My heart dropped. "What are you talking about? This must be some kind of mistake! What happened?"
"After Misa w-went to j-jail, the Kira case c-calmed down a little, so your f-father started working with the group looking for I-Iwao Mitsuru," my mom began, taking a deep breath. "H-he was looking for Mitsuru's hideout, and they f-found it. Mitsuru c-charged them with a g-group of armed criminals."
My stomach flipped. I knew how the story would end.
"Y-your father went head to h-head with Mitsuru, and he was s-shot and killed."
I closed my eyes as the bitter truth smacked me in the face like a fist, the death of my father ringing in my ears.
"No," I gasped. "This is impossible."
"I'm s-sorry, Light," my mother cried. L stayed silent, sulking in the background.
"YOU!" I turned on him. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
L's eyes widened as he gazed at me, clearly shocked. "What have I done?"
"EVERYTHING! IT'S YOUR FAULT MY FATHER'S DEAD! YOU THREW MISA IN JAIL, YOU CALMED DOWN THE KIRA CASE! OTHERWISE MY FATHER WOULD STILL BE ALIVE! HE NEVER WOULD'VE TAKEN THE MITSURU CASE!"
"Light, calm down," L tried to steady me. I knew I was flying off the handle, but I couldn't contain myself. Words wouldn't stop flowing out of my mouth.
"THE LAST TIME I EVER TALKED TO MY FATHER YOU WERE GIVING ME A FUCKING BLOW JOB!" I shrieked, forgetting that my mother was in the room. "I HATE YOU!"
I stormed into the bedroom, rage burning through my veins. I punched my fist against the wall, cringing as my knuckles bled. My breath came hard and fast, threatening to knock me out.
I pulled out a piece of paper from the Death Note, my fingers itching to scribble down L's name.
DO IT, my brain screamed.
DON'T YOU DARE, my heart yelled back.
I was caught in a war between love and justice, fighting against myself. My heart raced and my mind whirled around with countless thoughts. There was so much pressure around me I could almost feel it in the atmosphere, thickening the air. I braced myself against the wall, taking a deep breath.
"What the fuck have I done?" I whispered. "What mess have I gotten myself into?" I slid my back down the wall, crumpling against the floor. I simply sat there with my head in my hands, crying for hours.
***
My mother must've left shortly after my meltdown, because she didn't try to talk to me again. I felt bad about screaming at L in front of her, but part of me didn't care what she thought. Part of me didn't care about anything.
I was curled up under the covers of the bed, doing my best to think about nothing. My brain hurled to memories of myself as a child, before I'd ever found the Death Note. I pushed my naïveté and innocence of out of head, wishing I could forget my past.
A soft knock came at the door. Instead of responding I pulled the covers up over my head, sniffling.
"Light?" L's voice broke the lengthy silence.
"Go away, L," I mumbled.
Ignoring me, L walked into the room and sat down next to me on the bed, reaching out cautiously to touch me. I yanked my shoulder out of his reach, feeling childish.
"Oh, Light…" L murmured. Suddenly shivers overtook my skin as L opened his mouth and began to sing in a light tenor (1).
There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
But you sing to me over and over and over again
My skin prickled as L's fingertips raced across my shoulder and back, touching me gently. My vision was clouded with unshed tears as L continued to sing, his voice almost like vocal sugar, sweet and beautiful.
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours, I pray
To be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
L finished the song and sighed, leaving an empty silence hanging between us. He continued to stroke me gently, and it felt almost as if he was stroking my pain away.
"Thank you," I managed to squeak out, soft tears threatening to pour out at any moment. The stress of the situation was really getting to me. Justice or love? Justice or love?!
"I expect you'll be able to recover from your father's death, Light. You're a strong person. You don't need anyone," L said quietly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows, sitting up in bed. L withdrew his hands quickly.
"You're a strong person. You can get by just fine without anyone else. I know you can. When I'm gone you'll be fine," L said solemnly.
"When you're gone?! L, what are you talking about?" I insisted.
"Never mind," L shook his head.
"No, explain!" I demanded. Ignoring me again L bent his head to kiss me, his lips pressed against mine. Confused, I pulled away.
"Stop," I commanded. "I need some time alone."
L bit his lip, thinking. "Alright. I respect you." He got up and left, shutting the door behind him.
I sighed and rolled over, stuffing my face against my pillow.
I knew what I had to do. The paper from the Death Note was still clutched in my hand, providing me with safety and comfort. I wondered what it would be like to see L's name written down, to see sweet justice on the page.
But I couldn't. How could I kill someone I loved so dearly?
I screamed into the pillow, frustration creeping up, daring me to write his name.
Write it.
Don't.
Write it now!
Never!
My heart argued with my brain, total turmoil taking over me. Once again my tears spilled out, and I drowned myself in confusion and sorrows.
(1) First off, this isn't becoming a songfic or anything, I just wanted to put this song in here. And not so much the song even, I just wanted L to sing and I thought this song was a good choice. I don't plan on putting any more singing or anything, only one little excerpt. The song is called Only Hope, and it's originally by Switchfoot. It's on Youtube, so go check it out if you haven't heard it.
Well this chapter was pretty emo and dramatic! Hope you enjoyed anyways, though. Don't forget to review!