So here it is, 'What if...' Chapter 5.
R&R
This story has been in Light's POV so I said I'd do L's, but I do like keeping L mysterious so I might change back to Light's half way through.
Disclaimer: I do not own death note or any of the characters.
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L stared at the screen in front of him. As he traced files Light had been looking at, he recognised them almost immediately.
Light hacked into my computer?! What the hell was he thinking!! How did I not notice?? The chances of Light being Kira keep increasing. Am I going to have to give my only friend the death penalty?
As L sorted through his own computer, he noticed there was no trace of Light ever being on it. L furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, annoyed this teenager slipped passed his own defences.
He soon gave up on finding the traces, making a mental note to return to his search. As he followed the path of programs that Light looked at, he noticed Light was checking to see if he made contact with anyone. That's when L saw it. That's when L realised Light's level of computer skills, and also his true level of potential.
L's e-mails.
L looked through the e-mails Light read, or at least opened. Some even bearing L's real name. His eyes widened in horror, knowing the true meaning of this. L was in danger. Serious danger.
He looked at the many e-mails to his contacts all around the world, wondering how Light had so easily gotten past his computer's defence system. Not even Wedy had accessed his e-mail account. It had many passwords, questions only L knew the answer to, high level security checks and complicated encrypted firewalls.
L realised his contacts might be at risk, so he quickly deleted all files Light had taken from his own computer, as well as anything not concerning the Kira case. He then proceeded to send an e-mail to everyone on his contacts list, which was a pain because that was a lot of people.
L was never good with people or words so he kept it overly short and to the point.
My security has been a little compromised. My e-mail was hacked into and all of your names have been found on the suspects computer. I would like to inform you all about this as you may very well be at risk. I myself am at risk as many of my aliases and my own real name has also been exposed. Delete this contact information and e-mail as soon as you have read this. I will need to keep in touch with you as you may be needed in the future so send me or Watari your new contact details.
L
L read the message again before clicking send. He thought about deleting the information on this computer but decided against it.
Oh Light-Kun, if only you knew what awaited you once you wake up. Maybe then you would remain in slumber forever.
L looked over the other files on the computer, noticing pictures, e-mails and other files he had taken from Soichiro's computer. This is where L found the secret.
L looked at the pictures and videos keeping the volume off so he didn't wake Light. He wondered to himself how Soichiro became a police officer in the first place. Some sense of justice he has. Thought L, distracted by the level of intelligence of Light despite his traumatic past.
Deciding to think no more of it until Light woke up, L shut down the laptop and removed it from the large bed. He moved until he was on his side, keeping his arms wrapped around Light to prevent him from whining in his sleep.
He curled his legs up, doing the same with Light's, so he could have at least some sense of his unusual mannerisms as he lay with the teen.
L nuzzled his face into the silky threads that made up Light's hair. The fragrance from the shampoo went up L's nose as he inhaled the scent that was Light Yagami.
Feeling this gesture of affection, Light in his dead-like sleeping state pressed himself further against the detective. As he tossed and turned once more, groaning inaudible words, he finally settled facing L and once again firmly taking a hold of his shirt.
He pulled the older man closer, burying his face into his chest and throwing one arm around the detective's waist, the other staying where it was.
L shifted, feeling uncomfortable by the closeness of Light. He longed to wake up the teen and question him on the reason why he hacked into L's and his father's work stations, but something deep inside him wouldn't allow it.
He let the teen sleep and left himself to ponder the thoughts of the teen holding him so tight, hoping he wasn't the cold murderer that was Kira.
Back to Light's P.O.V.
Light stirred, finally coming out of his sleep. He felt a warmth beside him but instead of opening his eyes and seeing what it was, he kept them closed and pulled that warmth closer.
He replayed the dream in his head again and again, terrified but entranced by it.
Light lay on the ground in a snowy field. Everything was white and pure, like Light felt. He did not feel the cold of the snow, but rather a comforting warmth. He lay in the snow for a while longer, but upon hearing the rustle of leaves in the distant he propped himself on his elbows searching the horizon for the source of the noise.
He strained his eyes to find something that did not belong in this peaceful place, his peaceful place. That's when they appeared. Two dark figures walking to him from the never ending distance. Light rose to his feet and started walking to the figures, curious as to who they were. Once they were closer and Light could distinguish the identity of one of the figures, he froze, unable to move any further.
As the figures advanced on Light, one remained a dark cloaked figure while the other striding over to him, a look of disgust plastered all over his face. This man, this horrible figure, was Light's father.
Light stumbled backwards, falling over something that didn't exist as his father got even closer. Light felt as though his body was moving in slow motion. Before he could think about what to do his father was standing over him, the look in his eyes cold and distant, but yet Light could see the fury that lived there for only Light to see.
As Light tried to get up and ran away, he felt all his muscles betray him because he could do nothing more than a pathetic scramble. He finally gave up on trying to get away, knowing it was pointless. He looked up at the man following him and as soon as he did he felt a foot connect with his side and he was sent sprawling back to the floor, clutching at his side.
He said nothing, not knowing how or what to say anyway. He simply lay on the ground being beaten, doing nothing to stop it. He protected his head and nothing else, the only sounds being heard was the sound of flesh being bruised and bones being cracked while Light let the smallest of whimpers escape his lips. He refused to give his father the satisfaction of hearing him scream or call his name any longer.
Light closed his eyes, trying to pretend it wasn't happening, but failed. He knew this all too well, maybe not the place, but the event he knew all too well. Maybe the snow was to show Light's innocence, Light's soul, which was now covered in blood. Light had a damaged soul, a broken, bloody soul.
When the barrage of attacks stopped, Light's eyes flew open in surprise. He was never let off this easily. He looked to where his father was standing to see him now on the floor beside Light.
Light was too stunned for words. He searched for his rescuer, or anyone else around but all he saw was the shadowy figure lurking in between the trees not too far away.
A hand placed under each of his arms made him jump and whimper in pain. He snapped around to see who this figure was, trying to ignore the pain running through his body. There he saw L, standing above him watching him intently. He bent down a little to offer Light a hand to stand up which Light took with a weak smile.
He didn't have enough strength to hold his own weight, which he only found out when he collapsed into L's arms. Staring into those eyes, he felt himself inching his face closer to L's. When he could feel the warm, sweet breath tickling his nose, Light suddenly snapped and pulled away finding an unknown source of strength.
The shadowy figure had moved up to them and Light found himself unable to stay away from it. Once he was only feet away from the figure, it moved to the side allowing Light to see his father who was lying still in the snow. Light knew he was dead and he felt his eyes sting with the threat of tears, even after everything his father put him through.
"You... You murdered my father?!" screamed Light, shaking with relief and anguish.
The figure simply shook his cloaked face, before raising a ghastly hand and pointing towards L, who was now on his knees, a deep moan leaving his throat and pain clear on his usually blank face.
Light ran to him immediately, sobbing as the first tear rolled down his face. L said nothing, only lay in Light's arms as he began to fade into the darkness calling to him.
Light, warm tears still flowing steadily down his cheeks, lowered his head to L's, locking their lips together in a slow, tender kiss. When he pulled away to look at L once more, he saw the corner of L's mouth curl into a smile as his eyes closed and his breathing stilled.
Light let out a strangled sob, letting the older man fall from his grasp as he stood. He looked up at the figure who didn't move any further but seeing the look in Light's eyes, let out a piercing laugh.
Light could only watch in horror as the figure peeled the cloak away from its body, revealing an all too familiar face standing in front of him.
Light was looking at himself. It was the exact same, but yet something was different.
This other Light, it's eyes were cold and unforgiving. The twinkle that made Light, Light, was gone.
"What... What have you done?!" gasped Light, finding it harder to breathe and the white snow slowly turning to black, like the rest of his surroundings.
"No, Light. Not what I have done, what you have done. This is what you wanted. I am only the part of you that's giving you what you wanted. I am your better half Light. I am Kira, WE ARE KIRA"
Light's eyes flew open, not remembering the end of that dream, no that nightmare, until he replayed it in his head a final time.
He looked at the body he was holding onto, the body he was pulling himself closer to. He looked over the sleeping form of L, holding him tighter and never wanting to let him go.
He laughed to himself lightly, taking note of the laptop on the bedside table and considering how he was wrapped around L. L must have stopped working to lie down with him. Wait a minute, thought Light, L is... sleeping?
He laughed quietly, before suddenly removing himself from the older man. He jumped from the bed and backed himself against the wall, pulling a now awake and dazed L.
As L rubbed his sleepy eyes, he focused his gaze on Light who was backing against the wall and breathing heavily.
"You know Light-kun; you have to be the only person that has the ability to confuse me"
"I... But..." Light was gasping for air, he couldn't breathe. Light embraced the darkness calling him, his last thought crying with the dead detective in his arms and a demon calling his name.
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Sorry for the late update, I was supposed to edit and post on Saturday night but I never did and I couldn't bring myself to even touch off my laptop until now. I had a bad few days so it's not as if I was just lazy xD
I still don't know how long this is going to be, but I think I have an idea about where it's going.... That is unless my muse decides to change the story like she has already... this is another chapter I didn't expect.... I didn't know about Light's dream until I was writing it xD
I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it (Even if my chapters are a lil bit short... am a noob still xD)
Peace out, The night angel