Light sauntered back into the workroom, munching on the ripe apple he picked from the kitchen. He could still feel the warmth that radiated from L's stomach on his hand, and he grinned, knowing that the baby was his.

He heard L busying himself in the kitchen and heard the empty plate clatter in the sink, and felt that overprotective sense of love for his partner and their baby…

Their baby. He liked that… Light smiled privately and sat back on the settee, closing his eyes and heard the familiar conversations behind his back, mostly connected on the search for Kira and L himself.

Light was happy that finally the search for Kira wasn't pivoting around him, yet he was wary. If Kira was real, he would target L… My L… Light felt his stomach twist uneasily, and glanced back to the kitchen, eager to see L's face reappear through the door.

As he tension grew about the thought of Kira, L came out from the kitchen, his face paler then usual, and the dark circles more prominent then first perceived.

L's movements were twitchy and he scanned the room hurriedly before coughing Light's anxious look. The corner of L's mouth raised slightly into a tiny smile, and he fleetingly moved his hand across the fabric of his sweatshirt, the secret that was concealed under that thin layer of clothing.

Light blushed quickly and looked back down at his work, trying to immerse himself in the numbers and facts. He heard L pad around the room, his bare feet making the faintest whisper against the floor. The conversations about the findings that day were boring, and Light tuned out, resting his head against the material of the settee.

Light woke with a start and glanced around the room, which was completely empty apart from the obvious candidate - L. Light raised his head and felt the stiff click in his neck, and swung his long legs around, facing L's body, which was as usual curled up awkwardly on the chair facing the large computer screen. Light chuckled quietly and walked over to L's immobile body, and peered over his partners shoulder.

L's dark eyes were watching the screen with a vague interest, and he was slowly toying with a bright pink sweet. Light gently kissed the corner of L's mouth and looked down at the sweet, that to his surprise was unwrapped.

"Gonna eat that?" Light joked, and L turned his head slowly, his dark eyes seeking out Light's. L shook his head slightly and looked down at the sweet.

"Makes me feel ill. This and cakes" L whispered and held up the sweet. Light bit the inside of his cheek at the irony of the situation, and picked the sweet out of L's long fingers.

"Poor baby" Light whispered and smiled at L, "C'mon preggers, bed time" Light kissed L's spiky black hair and went to turn the large glaring lamp off above L's head.

L raised himself unsteadily from the chair and groaned, rubbing his back to try and ease out the knots from sitting so strangely. Light smiled at him and nodded at the chair.

"You'll cause yourself a injury if you sit like that in your condition" Light smiled and rubbed L's hair. L looked at him with a glint in his usually blank eyes.

"And whose fault is it that I'm in this condition?" L said lightly and nudged Light with his foot, before dimming the computer screen. Light grinned and wrapped his arm around L's waist.

"Idiot" Light softly replied, and L laughed softly, shutting the door behind him.

As they entered their apartment, L picked up the newspaper from the letterbox and studied the front cover intently and gently lowered himself on the chair nearest the door. Light grinned at his boyfriend's curled up body and walked over to the kitchen, glancing back at L's form.

"Want anything?" Light asked and opened the fridge. After hearing no reply he shrugged and shut the door, ignoring the vast amount of cake piled up inside. L glanced up at Light and smiled before rubbing his stomach, feeling the kick that almost nudged his hand off the slight swelling. It was a frightening concept, that Light's warm caresses and tender kisses had managed to secure a pregnancy, yet L was sure that he was 100% ready to become a father…. 78% maybe.

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Light turned to L in bed, it was almost midnight and although the shackles of their restraints weren't in place, he still remained close to his lover. L was hunched over a laptop, the glare from the screen highlighting the dark bags on his pale face. Light knew this pregnancy was taking its toll of L's normal life, but he had seemed relatively happy at this present time.

Light smiled and looked out the adjacent window. The bright lights of the city seemed almost welcoming to him. As he stared blankly at the neon signs out of the window, L looked at him briefly and smiled.

"Keki" L said softly, which made Light's head turn in response.

"What?" Light replied questioningly and rubbed the soft swell of L's stomach beneath his jumper.

"Keki… for the baby. A name I mean" L smiled hesitantly and looked at Light for acknowledgement. Light's face slowly transformed in a mask of puzzlement.

"L… Keki means cake" Light laughed loudly, and affectionately kissed L on his forehead.

"Precisely" L mumbled, causing Light to laugh harder at his boyfriend's annoyance. Light grinned at L happily and gently kissed him, feeling L's frustration melt under Light's lips.

A knock at the apartment door caused them to break apart, with the two men looking at each other in confusion. They slowly climbed out of bed and walked towards the bedroom door. The knocking persisted into almost a rhythmic pattern, and L slipped his hand into Light's, the noise causing him to worry slightly.

Light switched on the porch lamp and slowly opened the door. There stood a small girl, her dark beetle-like eyes surveying the scene in front of her. She grimaced at the boys and glanced down at the fabric bunching around L's stomach and sneered once, showing off her oddly spiked teeth behind the narrow lips.

"Who are you?" Light asked warily and delicately positioned himself in front of L. L cowered into Light's shoulder and peeked at the girl, his dark eyes watching her intently. The girl smiled grimly at this question, and slowly, with much deliberation pulled out a large handgun from her leather handbag and rested in against her thigh.

Light's eyes widened at this weapon and slowly began to push L back into the apartment. L glanced towards the fire escape, a shot of freedom, but leaving his Light behind… Before he could make a decision the girl looked the couple up and down once.

"I'm Kira. Boom, your dead" she said slowly in a high-pitched voice and raised the gun towards the slight body of L.