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9th September

Chief Yagami didn't know what to expect when he opened the door to the main room of the police station. His disheveled son glaring at armed officers behind a pair of sunglasses wasn't even considered. Light was wearing a loose grey shirt, navy blue tack pants and a pair of joggers without socks, he had no jacket and bare hands were holding a book filled with loose papers. His hair was mussed and he was breathing heavily as though he'd run to the building, something that looked like a collar glinted at his neck when he turned his head to face the team.

"See?" Light said, forcefully gesturing towards the team with a single hand. The officers looked between Light and the gathered hero team, some backing down but others remaining standing. "I don't have time to deal with you. I'm caffeine deprived, my entire body hurts and I'm seconds away from causing bodies to drop, so get the fuck out of my way." The end of Lights rant was snarled, but chief Yagami could see the hidden red shine of his son's eyes that told him Light wasn't joking.

"Let him through, he's been working with us on this case for a while now." Chief Yagami ordered the men, they reluctantly parted out of the way and Light made a beeline for L, hand shooting out to grip L's even as he dragged the older man into the board room promoting the others to follow at a more cautious pace.

When chief Yagami entered, his eyes sought out the pair. Light had stopped near the far corner of the room, bent over with his hands on his knees as heavy breathing filled the room. L stood beside him with his hand clasped in Light's grip and his other trailing down Light's spine whispering to the younger man. Matsuda had crept up beside them and moments passed when Light let out a final gust of air and straightened with an embarrassed flush.

"That was not a good impression to make," Light muttered, keeping his hand in L's though certainly a lot looser. Mogi handed the younger man a cup of coffee before retreating to his seat and watching the proceedings, Aizawa remained silent as did Watari as Light skulled the coffee at an alarming rate before setting the cup aside. "Outburst aside, and trust me that only happens when a lot of things happen at once in a short amount of time, I found our guy." He proudly dropped the note book into L's empty hand as he pulled up a seat and hooked his sunglasses over his low hanging shirt. "God I look awful, I should have taken a longer shower. No, I should have changed before rushing over here after working it out, I didn't even bring a pair of gloves. Ugh, thank God for people willing to give lifts, I caught a ride with a couple one floor down from me. Good thing to, I would have left a trail of bodies behind me, I was to focused on getting here then I was on keeping my emotions in check and fighting the urge to kill the bastard." Light let out a dramatic moan as he let his head hit the table with a loud thud. "My body is killing me." They heard him whimper into the plastic of the table.

"And whose fault is that, Light-kun?" L asked absently as he began sorting the papers into piles.

"Yours, you ass." Light snapped, turning his head so red eyes could glare up at L. "Don't think I didn't notice your 'gift', I don't know what you were planning but I sure as hell haven't let you win." He gestured to what chief Yagami could now clearly see as a collar with a diamond studded gothic 'L' in the center.

He coughed loudly in an attempt to end that conversation, not particularly willing to listen to his son's sex life even as the other men shifted awkwardly in their seats. Light groaned again as he turned back to the table hiding his face from them.

"What do you have?" He asked L when the man finished separating them into files.

"Backgrounds on the victims, those with 'B' and 'L' first names were all English. It appears that Luke Hardy worked at an Institution for the Criminally Insane in LA before he moved here, there's a list of his patients," L hesitated when he pulled out photos of what appeared to be Luke Hardy. "How did Light-kun get these?" L asked, head tilting slightly towards Light even though he didn't take his attention away from the photos provided.

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L waited for Light's response even as he thumbed through the photos of the murder victim. "They were sent by someone I occasionally work with. He tends to steal from those deceased, had gone to steal his wallet when he saw the culprit leaving the scene. He snapped a couple of pictures because he found it odd that someone would willingly kill on the boundary when so many gangs patrol the area, he probably didn't even notice the message written." Light's voice was muffled and wearied, L had no doubt that the young man was in pain, and he absently ran his fingers through his hair as he read looked over the information.

"What message?" Aizawa asked, causing L to look up at the man whose eyes had narrowed at the sight of L's fingers running through Light's hair.

"LA 1313," L read out when he noticed the message written in blood. 'Wait." A trickle of apprehension came over him as he reached for the note book and opened to the page Light had scribbled on. The list of victims' names stood out, the hidden message glaring up at him causing panic to mingle with his apprehension as the pieces began to click together.

I'M BACK L LAWLIET.

LA 1313. No, LABB. BB. Beyond Birthday. His old successor turned murderer. A shinigami Power that still haunted his nightmares. He hurriedly flipped through the rest of the information, heart pounding in his chest as he looked at the files on Beyond, 'Stolen from Whammy's.' He absently noted even as his heart leaped into his throat at the pictures of his successor from before the LABB incident and after, they'd been taken recently in Japan.

His entire world narrowed down to the picture of the man before him. Beyond could pass as L's twin, aside from the severe burns from his attempt on his own life and the red eyes that showed him as a shinigami Power. The only reason why he hadn't been killed was because he had been in training to become L's successor. The reason why he hadn't been executed was because he was supposed to of been killed during the transfer. 'We should have checked. I should have made sure.' He was just so relieved that it was over at the time that he didn't think the question it. All Beyond would have needed was a warper and a neutralizer on his side to escape. He was so absorbed in the picture of his murderous ex-successor that he jumped violently when a hand was gently placed on his shoulder, snapping out of his inner panic and back into the board room.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Light asked, amber eyes searching his own even as Light gently began to remove his hand from L's. "I didn't want to do it before I saw you, it was one of the reasons why I had to get here so quickly and was such a mess, I really want to kill him. He's threatening what's mine." Light's voice held promise of retribution even as his eyes flashed crimson in warning. L took a silent calming breath as he held onto Light's hand and set up a neutralizing barrier around the young man just in case.

"No, we will arrest him and have the government decide his fate. If he struggles and is killed in the process, it is of no consequence to us." L looked up at the men assembled before him. "Beyond Birthday is dangerous not only because he is a shinigami Power, but also because he's unpredictable. He is more than willing to kill with his bare hands, indeed, he has done so before. We are to work as a team, I will set up neutral fields around each of you that will prevent Beyond's abilities from working, unless he has a neutralizer in his possession. Be very careful and take to wearing masks and such to protect your identities as much as possible." He waited until he got nods of agreement from the men, all wearing serious expressions as the reality began to sink in. "We'll begin our hunt in earnest tomorrow." He just wanted to go back to Light's apartment and curl up with the young man.