Lets continue with the story shall we? I got a request actually! That Harry would receive a Death note himself; the problem is why should he? What would he use it for? I don't think it would help anything in the long run. Maybe that they try to exchange a fake one with the real one instead? Let me know what you think lovelies, xoxo L.B

Tell me you love me - Chapter 7

Harry and L sat in silence after Harrys confession. Harry trembled by the none responsive detectives intense stare and fidgeted with his shirt sleeves.

''...The Master of Death?'' L started, still having a hard time comprehending the information.

''Yeah...'' Harry answered unsure if he should say anything at all since L seemed to have for the first time been surprised, or at least unable to look at it unrealistically. Sure he had taken the news about magic quiet well, but master; actually Master of Deathwas something he wouldn't expect his fragile looking love to be. Of course he knew Harry wasn't as fragile as he looked but still.. Deaths master was a little hard to believe. He of course knew Harry wouldn't lie about it and it explained the theory of death magic so he guessed it was possible that Light-kun aka Kira had gotten his hands on something involving death.

''Okay.. so what does that actually mean?'' L asked unsure of how to praise his questions.

''Like i explained earlier i didn't run away from death. Death explained it to me, and i quote ''The true master does not seek to run away from Death. He accepts that he must die, and understands that there are far, far worse things in the living than dying. Then again i also possessed the three deathly hallows. '' Harry explained and was a bit relived seeing that L hadn't reacted negatively .. yet.

''Deathly Hallows?'' L questioned as he waited for Harry to elaborate further. Harry sighed as he thought of how to explain it in the simplest way but he didn't think shortening it down would do any good.

''Well it all starts with a legend, well more like a well known children story, about the three brothers..

"There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. In time, the brothers reached a river too deep to wade through and too dangerous to swim across.. However, these brothers were learned in the magical arts, and so they simply waved their wands and made a bridge appear across the treacherous water. They were halfway across it when they found their path blocked by a hooded figure.

And Death spoke to them. He was angry that he had been cheated out of three new victims, for travelers usually drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers upon their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him.

So the oldest brother, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence: a wand that must always win duels for its owner, a wand worthy of a wizard who had conquered Death! So Death crossed to an elder tree on the banks of the river, fashioned a wand from a branch that hung there, and gave it to the oldest brother.

Then the second brother, who was an arrogant man, decided that he wanted to humiliate Death still further, and asked for the power to recall others from Death. So Death picked up a stone from the riverbank and gave it to the second brother, and told him that the stone would have the power to bring back the dead.

And then Death asked the third and youngest brother what he would like. The youngest brother was the humblest and also the wisest of the brothers, and he did not trust Death. So he asked for something that would enable him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility.

Then Death stood aside and allowed the three brothers to continue on their way, and they did so, talking with wonder of the adventure they had had, and admiring Death's gifts. In due course the brothers separated, each for his own destination.

The first brother traveled on for a week or more, and reaching a distant village, sought out a fellow wizard with whom he had a quarrel. Naturally with the Elder Wand as his weapon, he could not fail to win the duel that followed. Leaving his enemy dead upon the floor, the oldest brother proceeded to an inn, where he boasted loudly of the powerful wand he had snatched from Death himself, and of how it made him invincible.

That very night, another wizard crept upon the oldest brother as he lay, wine-sodden, upon his bed. The theif took the wand and, for good measure, slit the oldest brother's throat.

And so Death took the first brother for his own.

Meanwhile, the second brother journeyed to his own home, where he lived alone. Here he took out the stone that had the power to recall the dead, and turned it thrice in his hand. To his amazement and his delight, the figure of the girl he had once hoped to marry, before her untimely death, appeared at once before him.

Yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil. Though she had returned to the mortal world, she did not truly belong there and suffered. Finally the second brother, driven mad with hopeless longing, killed himself so as truly to join her.

And so Death took the second brother for his own.

But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him. It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life."Harry ended the story and looked at his friend, who sat in his usual position with a interested look on his face.

''The three items creat the deathly hallows; the wand, stone and cloak. As i ''died'' i had all the items with me; seeing as i just minutes before got the wand in my possession.'' Harry said and this time Ls eyes looked as if they would fall out form the sockets.

L was normally good at keeping his emotion neutral, even in the strangest of times; but this time he didn't quiet know what to respond.

Harry looked nervously up at L who sat their deducting what he just had said. Then L looked up and nodded with a understanding smile, making Harry jump of the couch and on to L to hug the living day light out of him. After a minute or two hugging and getting whispered reassurances, Harry sat up in Ls lap to look at him with tears in his eyes.

''I thought you would freak out.'' Harry admitted quietly. L chuckled light.

''I admit, i didn't expect it. But then again, by the things you've told be before; it doesn't really face me that much.'' L said while Harry giggled a little at that.

''I guess there is more to this?'' L asked and Harry nodded while looking down on his lap.

''I..contacted Death yesterday..'' And for the next 30 minutes Harry retold the encounter to L who was stunned, yet intrigued.

''So he uses the death note to kill all his victims? ... how are we going to get our hands on it?'' L wondered out loud. Harry decided not to answer seeing as he hadn't got a clue. That was also when a unexpected crash was heard outside the shop. Harry rushed to window seeing that there were a car crash only 100 meters away from the shop. Harry jumped when he felt hands on his shoulders.

''Calm down Harry, it's only me.'' L said and looked down concerned at Harry, who in turn sighed.

''I know, just a little shocked up i guess..'' Harry turned and hugged L to get comfort, which L freely gave without second thought. Harry looked up at L, with eyes that seemed to glow an eternal forest green. Thats also the moment Ls face went close enough for Harry to feel the detectives breath cares his skin. Harry felt his eyes close and his face move even closer to Ls, who closed the distance between them. The kiss was gentle and smooth, not to much; not to little. As the kiss ended L noticed a beautiful pink colour adoring Harrys skin, and a equally breathtaking beautiful smile; directed at himself.

L caressed his hand down the warm, flushed cheek and smiled himself for finally being able to claim the smooth lips that have been tormenting his dreams. L chuckled softly when Harry closed his eyes in contentment and L dived down to kiss his forehead.

''I..You have awoken feelings i never thought was possible for myself to feel..'' L whispered, trying not to break their little moment.

''I just a couple of month, you've been taken over my heart.'' At his sentence ended Harry looked up with tears in his eyes and a hopeful look shining trough his eyes.

''I Love you, Harry.'' L ended with and watched as the tears finally fell down the cheeks and the same beautiful smile even brighter.

''I love you too.'' Harry choked out as he started chuckling in relief. The both stood their for a few more minutes, caressing each others cheeks, whispering words of endearment, sheering a few small kisses; until their moment was broken by a ringing of the shops door bell.

''...Remus?''

So! this is not the longest chapter as you've noticed.. i just ... i don't know how to continue it... so i though a small update is better then none at all? So Remus is back? Why?

To take up the father role for Harry?

To bring Harry back to the wizard world, to be used as a weapon?

Pure coincidence?

He is brought back from the dead, by death, to help L and Harry to stop Kira?

Other?

Feel free to vote, seeing as i am a little stuck in the writing process... Until next time, L.B