*A/N*
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Like usual, dedicated to Grace. She is a truly amazing individual who cheers me up on text and won't let anybody destroy her Jogan gondola.
Song Of The Chapter – The Widow – The Mars Volta.
It was confusing Light. The night had passed by in a blur. The hospital run was just a flash of dark roads, the soundtrack of L's pain mingled in with Light's frantic whisperings.
L had been taken from him, taken immediately to an operation room on a hospital trolley with nurses hooking up drugs to his pale arms. That had killed Light, seeing his true love's blood break through the skin as the needles slid in.
Due to the messiness of the operation Light was pacing in the adjoining room, his eyes never leaving the thick door that separated him from his family. Near was watching his movements anxiously, watching as Light paced like a trapped tiger.
Near whimpered once more and reached out grabbing his sleeve. Light shook it off, concentrating only on the door, trying to block out the sounds of pain that kept pervading his mind. He had seen L held up hostage, punched, kicked and had a gun pointed to his head but nothing to that extreme.
If that is what childbirth is like, Light resolved, this is going to be one lonely kid.
"Mihael... Stop him" Near whispered clutching hold of Mello's sleeve. Mello sighed and stood up, grabbing hold of Light's arm, stopping him in his manic pacing.
He waited until Light focused on his, but still had the dreamy look of somebody possessed. Mello shook him slightly, grabbing hold of his face with one hand.
"Ryuzaki is going to be alright Light" he muttered, sighing as he saw Light's eyes fill with tears at the fake name of his lovers.
"How... How do you know that?" Light wiped his eyes with his hand, brushing away the tears, "I feel like I was too... too... late" his voice broke at the last word and he bent his head, his shoulders shaking from the sobbing.
Mello sighed, waiting for Light to raise his head.
"Because Ryuzaki is a fighter. He survived this long, I doubt a little baby is going to kill him" Light gasped at the sentence.
"I... I hate him being in pain Mihael. You would react the same way if it was Nate" Mello's eyes narrowed at the suggestion of Near being in pain, and he nodded slowly.
"That is true... But..." Mello let go of him, running out of words as he looked towards Near, who was quietly amusing himself with a stack of playing cards Mello had bought for him. Mello fell to his knees and rested his head on Nears' knee.
The movement was so odd Near dropped the cards and looked down at his boyfriend in shock. It was so unusual for Mello to act so vulnerable in front of Light that Near started to stroke his cheek, worrying for his welfare.
"I'm fine..." he whispered, closing his eyes.
The door behind them creaked.
Light whipped around, eying up the nurse who was standing patiently in the door.
"Light Yagami" she said, looking at the three men. Light started forward, intently staring at the woman.
"Yes, yes that's me" he grabbed hold of her arms, "is he okay? Him and the baby" he asked urgently, staring into her tired brown eyes.
"Yes... They are sleeping at the moment. It was a hard operation and Mr Ryuzaki will have to be monitored carefully, but congratulations" she paused, smiling at Light, "you have a beautiful baby boy".
A strangled noise came from deep within Light. A noise that illustrated happiness, relief, pain, tiredness but most of all love.
"They are in one of the private maternity rooms. Please follow me".
Light walked through the hospital in a daze. As they entered the maternity suite, the sound of crying babies filled his eyes once more with tears.
We have a boy...
A boy...
The nurse paused at one of the doors, gesturing at Light to follow her, raising a finger to her lips as the obvious air of silence that leaked from the room into the corridor.
Light followed her, glancing quickly at the interior of the room. It was small and warm, the walls covered with light blue and white wallpaper. Equipment surrounded the long bed in the centre of the wall, where L was sleeping, his body curled up with tubes snaking around the blankets. His hair was tousled and his eyes seemed to be ringed with more black than usual but otherwise he was perfect.
Under the blanket, his stomach seemed deflated, with no island of a bump showing above the starched cover.
He was curled up, facing the small plastic bassinet that was seated under the window. Light walked slowly towards the crib, catching his breath as he caught sight of a tiny arm stretched out in the cot. It was a soft shell pink, with a tiny starfish hand. As he moved closer, his eyes filled with more tears as he was revealed.
He was perfect.
Tiny.
Beautiful.
His.
He was stretched out on his back, his legs and arms pointing in different directions, dressed in a small white babygro. He had a thick shock of black hair that framed his face and his little plump mouth yawned in his sleep. His hospital band seemed too big on his tiny wrist and the babygro dwarfed his small frame. Light looked into his face, and gasped.
In his face, Light saw L. Nothing else. Just perfect little copy of L.
And that was perfect.
The baby opened his eyes, squinting against the light before focusing on Light before him. He had light brown eyes, a mirror copy of Light's own. The baby stared at his father in wonderment.
"Hey..." Light whispered, leaning down to stroke his face.
"Mr Yagami? Ryuzaki is coming around" the nurse whispered quietly.