A/N: Chapter 14!

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WARNINGS: LxLight/LightxL action (YAOI), L's real name, Language (Mello), and OOCness and whatever.

November 28, 2003.

It's nearly here. This is the week I've predicted that the notebook fell. I must be on constant alert double checking these street cameras. I have to make sure that no matter the consequence, I get that notebook. I must.

L has been watching these monitors the past few days with more frequency than others. He's been sitting up in his room with the food in his mini fridge, staring at the screens while Light sat in class.

Light, L thought with a smile. Just the thought of the boy lightened his mood. It's been seven days since they had gotten together officially, since Light became L's boyfriend. Eight days since the day Light had kissed him. Thinking back on that day made L smile, it wasn't the dream kiss that's always imagined and the talk afterward was awkward, but it was so them that it worked.

******Flashback*******

"A villain, huh? And dangerous murder weapon? You sure have your hands full, don't you?" Light tilted L's head up with his finger, "Just remember, L, I'm always here for you." Light smiled, leaned in, and placed a gentle kiss on L's lips.

L stood there frozen and Light immediately pulled back, alarmed. "I-I-I'm so sorry, L! Please forget that! It was an impulse, in the moment sort of thing! I-uh-I-Please don't be mad!"

Light was panicking, near freaking out, and L could only stand there with eyes wide. L couldn't believe what Light had just done. After all these jokes about Light being gay and being gay for him specifically. Not that it bothered L of course. L was happier than he'd been in his near entire life. L would've never dreamed that Light liked him in the same way he liked Light. Light was just...just so much better than L was.

Light had charisma where as L had only ever had a proper face-to-face conversation with Watari and his successors on occasion. He hadn't ever given any speeches – not counting when he was in 'L, Super Detective, Mode'. Light was made to be seen, and L was meant for the shadows, for secrecy; to be praised by all and yet by none. Light would want to be recognized as a genius, not an alias.

Then, there's the most obvious reason for L's lack of confidence – their appearance. L looked at Light and saw (excuse the terrible pun) light. He was like sun shine, the day. With his tan skin, caramel hair and melted chocolate eyes, his happy mask on.

When L looked at himself he looked pale, like the moon. He was silent, made for the night and shadows. Dark hair and eyes black as night with a ring of gray surrounding the huge pupil, as were the dark crescents underneath his eyes, a tale-tale sign of sleepless nights, up late hunting criminals in the darkness and solitude of his room.

They were just perfect opposites and L would never dream that Light, his polar opposite in many ways, would feel the same sort attraction.

Then L realized Light was about to start blubbering if he continued to stay silent, "No! Light-kun! Light! Clam down!" L grabbed the sides of Light's face, making Light's mouth push into a tiny 'o'. "Listen to me! I'm not upset!"

That stopped Light, "What?," he pulled back from L's hands, "But after…that I expected some negative reaction! Like a kick to the head or a punch or even a yell! And you're telling me you're not upset? Absurd!"

"Light, I'm not mad. Not at all. In fact, I doubt you could find someone less upset! Though it is slightly irking that you're freaking out and not listening to me," L said with a slight scowl. "I'm shocked and thrilled if anything."

"Shocked? Thrilled? I understand the shock part, it was really out of the blue, but thrilled?" Light trailed off, "Unless…you…uh, liked the kiss?"

L noticed the cute light pink blush that spread across Light's cheeks and nose. "Why wouldn't I? I had wanted to do it for quite some time. Though I couldn't act upon these desires for certain reasons. I'm extremely glad you did that, and I hope you won't mind me paying you back?"

Light looked at L flabbergasted, "L, what was holding you back? Oh, and I don't mind at all. In fact, you should probably be expecting this in the future now. A lot actually."

L fought down a bubble of hysteria, Light's words affected him so much and he found himself anticipating these moments far more than he probably should, "Well, I actually didn't think you, off all people, would ever find interest in…me."

"L! Don't make it sound like were in two different fields! You are far more appealing than you make yourself out to be. Actually, I believe you are one of the most attractive people I have yet to meet. And you use those looks quite viciously against me," Light accused L with a slight pout.

"Excuse me?," L had to stop his jaw from dropping. Had he been in one of those animes, his jaw would probably be hanging on the ground, but this was real life and L had to keep himself together, "I use my looks viciously? You're the one that can bat an eyelash at anyone and they'll have anything you want lined up on a silver platter! My looks have never once gotten me anything, especially with you!"

"Yeah, right," Light rolled his eyes, "You know you've used that freaking adorable pout on me several times! That time I hugged you in the car, you pulled one of the cutest, most pitiful face I've ever seen! I would've given you a kidney if you'd asked me too had you used that look!"

L certainly felt flattered, that's for sure. At least if he ever needed a kidney, he knew he could win one off Light. Then, Light stopped and got a bewildered look, "Are we...are we seriously arguing who's the better looking of the two of us?"

"I believe we are, Light-kun," L replied with a tiny grin, "And I believe you are right. I am cuter than you."

Light's eyes widened and his mouth fell open a little, "You...you-you bastard!" Light said before throwing his head back and laughing, "Really? And pah-lease," Light placed his hands on his hips and tilted his nose up, "everyone knows I'm better looking. In fact I shouldn't have been panicked before; how could you resist this?" Light gestured up and down his body in a showy way.

L's eyes followed Light's hands, "Very, true. You're undeniably tempting."

"You perv!" Light tried to hold back a laugh, but it was too funny, "You are a dirty old man!"

"And don't forget it," L said smirking.

"Damn, and to think a few seconds ago you were acting all shy and innocent. It's all a lie," Light said as he glanced at the clock on L's wall, "I have to get home now, finals are tomorrow. I'll see you after class, kay?"

"Very well, tomorrow it is," L felt disappointed that Light was leaving. Especially after what just happened and the nice banter they had going. It seemed too sudden.

Then L looked up and Light was right in front of him, their noses touching, "Night, L," Light whispered. Then Light closed the tiny space between the two, kissing L directly on the lips for the second time that night. Then without any further words, Light smiled quickly at him and pivoted on his heel, walking out the door.

L stood there for a moment, thinking over what happened, before he quickly shuffled to his room. He knew that it was wrong; he was several years old than Light for one. He was currently trying to stop a killer in the making, and well...it was just flat out wrong! L slouched in his chair and started chewing on his thumb in thought. But it had felt so good. Besides, Light was old enough to decide what's right for him. He was old enough to do what he wanted, right? He was no longer a boy and could choose his own relationships now.

Sure, let's go with that. Case settled. Now onto another case, the Kira Case.

*******End Flashback*******

So, here he was, watching his monitors dutifully. L couldn't find a thing out of the ordinary so far, but he wasn't going to pause for a moment. And when Light came over, Watari would take his spot in front of the monitors.

Speaking of Light, just the other day, Light confessed all his previous feelings about the justice system to L. L was a thrown off guard at some of Light's thoughts, but since Light opened up on this subject, it was easier for them to talk about this sort of thing. Now L was schooling Light on the ways of the justice system. Light was a bit reluctant at first, but he seemed to be catching on as of late, learning the shades of gray involved with justice.

It was working so well in fact that when L dropped Light of one day, Soichiro stepped outside talk to L for a second. Soichiro confronted L about the change in Light when all things justice related came up. Soichiro confessed he feared for awhile that Light was becoming slightly corrupt with his views, but one day he came home and they had a rather nice conversation about Soichiro's latest case. L told the older man about him and Light's talks of the justice system, for he too held a job under the legal system.

After this semi-awkward confrontation, Soichiro clapped L on the back with a brief nod before turning back inside and closing the door.

If this wasn't an sign of acceptance into the family, may all things be damned.

L just turned on his heel and walked over to Watari, his face a cross between shocked, confused, and pleased. Watari placed a hand on L's shoulder and smiled a special crinkled eyed smile. L fought back the heat rising up to his face at the look Watari gave him, honestly what happened to the silent and stoic Watari? They were slowly becoming more and more like a father-son duo than their previous relationship of detective and accomplice. Surprisingly, L found himself welcoming this change, it was starting to feel like he had an actually family.

Thinking of this, unfortunately made him think of Kira, or rather, the threat of Kira. The one thing that threatened all of L's new found joy. For a moment, it made L think getting close o all these people would be bad. It was making him think that this was the time to start withdrawing again, now more than ever was the time he needed to be focused and unattached.

These notions were thrown out the window the instant they came to light of course. That was the mistake he made last time. And even if he knew I was right, L was a child. L was selfish. He didn't want to give up everything that had been built these past months. There was no way he could go back to isolation now that he knew how it felt to interact with people. Well, brighter people like Light that is.

L decided to ponder on the benefits on having companions instead. One thing that came to mind was now he had someone to help him on cases while Watari was doing his thing with the officers at the station. Second, it gave L another view to look at things, a fresh mind. Also, past few months helped L get closer o Watari, which could definitely improve their teamwork. It was getting easier to read each other. Well, easier for Watari to read L. L never could figure out what was going through that old man's head except for the times Watari shot L a disapproving look about L's eating habits.

And lastly, it gave L something to protect. All these years of fighting criminals, L fought for justice and only justice. But after a while, L did it out of duty. When things got boring, he decided to only work on cases that interesting and intrigued him. He found himself growing bored occasionally. Now he had Light and a father (or as close as you could get to one) to fight for. The thought of some of those horrendous crimes committed made L livid at the idea of them happening to his loved ones. L wanted to fight criminals now if only to keep them away from Light.

That was going to be L's new drive. Light.

The figure scowled while walking home from their day of work, hands in coat pockets and head tilted down. The wind was blowing bad, power went out in several buildings and it was getting misty, making the night that much harder to maneuver through. The figures car was currently back in front of their work building, tires slashed by idiots mad about a current case taking place.

"Damnit! Why'd they let that damned man go! I had that case solved, but they dismissed it because of a 'forced and unjust method of confession!' Bah!," the person kicked the cement sidewalk, gripping their briefcase tightly. The wind kicked up and the person lowered their head, shielding it from the lashing air. "The hell does it matter? A confession is a confession. And it's not like hat I did to him was worse than what he did to his victims!"

A lone car drove by, it came from the high school down the street the figure could tell. They must've been leaving for the weekend. The figure continued on his way, halting at the school.

"Damn kids. Those 'innocent' brats that grow up only to learn to use a weapon then strike down their peers. Though some do enough of that while still in that retched building..." the previous scowl deepened into a sneer before growing into a more thoughtful look. "Though there are always a few good kids who come from there. I've been hearing about the chiefs genius son around the office. A apparently he's some golden boy destined for the justice field. I think I've actually seen the boy a few times, he is quite impressive to look at..." the voice trailed off in the middle of the night. A pensive gaze was thrown towards the heavens and the lone figure seemed about to go before he saw something fall and land near a window in front of the school.

That was enough of a curiosity to drawn in the person. They wandered to the front of the building and squated near the fallen object.

"A notebook? ...Death Note?" there as a short shock and the person got mad, thinking of it as a silly kid's journal. The pages pulled apart easily as a set of eyes read down the page labeled "How to Use."

"A murder notebook? But how...? This!" The person stumbled back, eyes wide in shock. "This is the sign! This is from God! He heard me! I can easily dispense of criminals without anyone knowing! I can make them look like accidents or what ever I want! This is brilliant!" A wide, wild smiled starting to form, followed by a maniacal cackle.

The person was hit from behind from a strong burst of wind. The storm was about to hit full force, it was time to get home and call for a tow truck to pick up the person's abandoned vehicle.

"Yes, hello. I need a tow truck... Yes! Outside the Soma Law Building. It's a black Mercedes-Benz, the tires are slashed. Yes, thank you. Name? Mikami Teru."

A/N: So, um... here it is? DON'T KILL ME, PLEASE! I know I haven't update in a, uh, long while, but for good reason! I couldn't think of what to type next and I I just winged it, it wiuld'e came out crappier than it is now. You know what they say, "Crap in, crap out." So this would be slightly better than crap out, right? Please let me know what you think and Happy New Years! (I've officially had this account for a year, though I've been stalking FF for longer than that!)

Even though I made you wait so long, would you please review? Even if just to bitch at me to write again, it'd be great! (: