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9th September
How it was even possible for him to ache more than he did the first time he'd had sex, he wasn't sure. 'Though it certainly has something to do with the long hours we kept last night.' Light grinned smugly as he buried his face into the pillow before sighing and sitting up, hissing in discomfort as his muscles screamed abuse at him. He looked to what had become L's side of the bed, not expecting him to be there as it was late in the afternoon, when something on the pillow caught his attention. Reaching over he picked up the black strip and the paper that accompanied it.
Light-kun suggested he would like a collar, hope you like it.
Was written in L's messy scrawl and Light looked at the object in his other hand dumbly. 'A collar? When did I even?' He had a sudden flashback of the previous night and the talk they'd had before looking at the collar and scowling in embarrassment. 'That dick!' It was a black felt collar, silver clasps and bare save for the elaborate gothic styled silver, diamond studded 'L' handing delicately in the center. 'Nothing but the best, even if it was a joke.' He ran the collar between his fingers, teeth caught on his lips in thought as he tried to puzzle out the meaning behind the 'gift'. Was it a challenge? Did L think that Light wouldn't wear something like this? 'Well if it is some sort of test, I'm going to win.' He grinned as he fastened the collar around his neck, the 'L' falling into the hollow of his throat as he stretched and got out of bed.
He took the fastest shower he'd ever had, stripped his bed and threw on a load of washing, dressing is loose causal clothing and walking into the kitchen to grab a snack before settling down in front of his laptop and pulling across his phone which he discovered had run flat. Sighing he booted up his laptop and plugged his phone onto the charger as he began to scrolled through the mass of emails he'd missed during time spent with L. They were mostly just check in emails, the occasional request for Kira to take on a job, which he set into a separate folder when he recalled what L had requested of him to do, when his phone lit up with dozens of missed calls and texts.
They were largely just from people he was in contact with asking if he wanted to hang out. He shot off replies apologizing for the late responses when he found multiple sent on the same day, from the same person within minutes of the first text. Frowning slightly Light read through the message chain, his frown deepening until he placed his phone aside and hurriedly began looking for the email the texter had sent in companion to the texts.
His mouth dropped open at the photos that filled his screen, the face familiar to him as Luke Hardy, the man who'd been killed in a different manner then the others and whose crime scene had been disturbed. The pictures had been taken before that though and Light could see the words written in blood no one else had a chance to see. LA followed by 1313. That has to mean something otherwise he wouldn't have written it in his dying moments.
For the first time in a long time, Light began to hack his way into restricted files, pulling up things people had left hidden or hadn't even thought of mentioning. Within minutes he had Luke's entire history spread out before him. He'd worked in LA as a doctor at an Institute for the Criminally Insane, before leaving for Japan. It was as he was scrolling through Luke's patient list that a familiar name jumped out at him. 'What if those 13's weren't numbers, what if they were letters?' Hacking into the files surrounding the patient Light had under suspicion was harder then he'd ever encountered, meeting firewall after firewall, until he finally gained access and downloaded the files before he was promptly cut off. He already had everything he needed at that point but the fact that the people were aware they were being hacked spoke of their skills, luckily they wouldn't know what he had targeted.
The things he read caused him to bite harshly on his lip drawing blood, it was the coppery tang on his tongue that snapped him out of his stupor as he brought up the case files on the victims and grabbed a pen to begin scribbling down what he was puzzling out into a note book. Of all the victims, only those whose first names started with 'B' or 'L' were English, even if they had moved to a different country at some point, they were all born in England. It was as he was writing the name of the last victim he saw it. Running down the column of names was a message, one nobody saw as the names were written amidst a slew of other information on the white boards.
I'M BACK L LAWLIET.
The case files he'd downloaded spoke of a high level Level 4 shinigami Power who'd committed increasingly difficult to solve murders in an attempt to fool L, the Power had tried to kill himself as the final victim to create an unsolvable crime. He'd used fire. The message in blood hadn't read LA 1313, it'd read LABB as in the LABB murders committed by the shinigami Power Beyond Birthday. Light had run into the man the other day on the street. The man had an obscene liking for raspberry jam, which was the sickly sweet smell he could detect at one of the previous crime scenes.
He began printing off copies of everything he'd found, pictures, messages and the hacked case files, some of the pictures showing the face of Beyond Birthday as he was then and now. When the papers finished spitting out of his printer he stuffed them into the note book he'd been writing in and grabbed his half charged phone off the charger. Rushing to the elevator and repeatedly pushing the button he slipped on a pair of shoes he had lying around, the adrenaline flooding him enough to fade out the pain of his overworked muscles. Snatching a pair of sunglasses at the last moment before the doors closed. All the while struggling not to give into temptation and kill the man threatening his lover.
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L couldn't help but bemoan the fact that he'd decided to go into work that day. He would have loved to see Light's expression when he found the collar lay out for him. 'He no doubt buried it somewhere in one of his cupboards to forget about it.' L had waited until his lover had fallen asleep after their vigorous activities before placing the order. He had it within hours of the request and had been able to place it without Light waking up. 'And I missed it because I chose a case over spending the day in bed with my lover.' He couldn't help the smug grin that tugged in his lips at the thought of how said lover would be feeling him all day even if he wasn't there.
"It's 2:30pm, aside from the murder yesterday afternoon, had there been any other reports?" Aizawa asked, tone neutral as he clearly struggled to keep himself professional. "I know that there hasn't been a pattern yet to the killings, but the killer seems to be increasing his kills within hours of the last murder. Do you think he's stopped? Or that there's a body yet to be called in?"
"It's could be because he hasn't found someone that matches his requirements." Mogi said as he shuffled through loose papers.
The sound of a ring tone filled the room and everyone looked at Watari when he pulled out the device and answered it, switching to English when the sound of the speakers voice came through. L watched on, thumb tracing his bottom lip as he pulled his knees up under his chin as he watched Watari's emotions cross his face.
'Something troubling but not all that concerning. Mello probably did something again.' L thought even as Watari ended the call and turned to him.
"It's appears as though Whammy's database was hacked into," He began in English. "It's was a professional job, the only reason why anyone found out about it was because Matt was trying to hack in at the same time." There was a hint of disapproval at that. "We don't know what information they got, but it's being taken care of as we speak."
"That is troubling, hopefully they'll remember to change the firewalls and add more defenses when they do find out." L returned in English as he looked back to the detectives watching them in confusion.
"Is everything all right?" Chief Yagami asked in concern, eyes looking between Watari and himself.
"Everything is fine, something was just brought to our attention is all." L answered, pulling out a bag of gummy bears to munch away on. He paused in his eating when a loud commotion outside the room caused everyone to look over at the door in question, raised voices filtering through as the sound of people shouting orders had the team get to their feet and head to the door.
