Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note if I did L would still be alive T.T and Light would have sex with him everyday

lol Light on L hahahaha. Nor do I own Emily Dickinson's Poems.

Warning: This story contains, Yaoi/Shounen-Ai,

If you don't like Yaoi than don't read

AN: I'm really, really, really, really, really sorry that it took me this long to update but when I was finally going to like a week ago my computer got a virus and broke itself, it was lame but before that I was just kinda busy and other times lazy and now I'm back in school AHHHH... oh and the next time I update to make it up to u guys I'll update 2 chapters at the same time so yeah enjoy from the long wait. oh and BomberBrat didn't edit this chapter but my Grammar has gotten better.

(All AN's in each chapter are from four years ago, this was written in 2007 when I was Fifteen and posting on )

Chapter 6-Haunted By The Memory Of You

(There's something quieter than sleep within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast, and will not tell its name. Some touch it and some kiss it, some chafe its idle hand; It has a simple gravity I do not understand! While simple-hearted neighbors chat of the 'early dead,' we, prone to it periphrasis, Remark that birds have fled!)

It had now been three weeks since the plan to give Mello the Death Note. They found out that 'N' was a boy who went by the name Near. Near and Mello both went to an Orphanage called Wammy's House. It's apartly some kind of special Orphanarium for highly intelligent children that are destined to take over L's detective career in the future. A girl that goes there by the name of Linda drew them a picture of Near and Mello from when she last saw them. Near and Mello were the most intelligent in the whole orphanage so they were first in line, but L died before he could choose who would be his first successor. Watari's assistant Roger suggested that they work together, but Mello got furious and ran away. Light came up with a plan to get the Death Note back from Mello. He decided to give his Death Note to the task force with a letter from 'Kira.' He would have Matsuda take the Shinigami eyes trade. Unfortunately for him his father took the deal instead. They found Mello's hideout and invaded it. Ryuk distracted the Shinigami connected to Mello's Death Note. Light's father looked at pictures of three of the gang member that 'Kira' said he would get rid of and watched as their lifespans disappeared. That's when they made their move and broke inside, their faces covered by helmets. When they got to Mello, the blond threatened them that he was going to blow up the building. Soichiro went into the surveillance room that Mello was in alone to him talk to him. Mello told him to take off his helmet. He did what he was told. The blond wasn't to surprised that it was the same guy that he had kidnapped his daughter from a week before. Soichiro took a good look a Mello's face with his new Shinigami eyes. His real name was, Mihael Keehl. He threatened him saying that he would write down his real name in the Death Note. Mello just chuckled and told him that he didn't have the guts to kill. And BOOM! Mello blow up the building. Turns out he really wasn't bluffing. Light's father died later on in the hospital. Good thing for Light was that since he let them barrow Kira's Death Note, his dad was able to see his lifespan. He died believing that his son truly wasn't Kira. Since that was over Light sent a private message to Misa to send her Death Note to Teru Mikami. Misa no longer had her memories of the Death Note again. Mikami was very useful, even though Light couldn't get in touch with him. He also killed everyone on Kira's Kingdom on SakuraTV without Light giving hime the okay. Mikami understood Kira's wishes. Light was very tired after a stressful three weeks, so he told everyone that they should take a night off to get some rest. They all agreed. Light walked into his room, stripped down into just his boxers, and slipped into his bed. He instantly pasted out. As Light slept he heard a very familiar voice calling out his name.

"Light, wake up," the brunette could fell the person gently stroking his cheek with the back of their hand.

"Mmm...Who's there?" Light slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurry at first, but then as soon as it cleared up he saw L sitting on top of him, hunched over in his strange sitting position.

"R-Ryuzaki, I-I thought that y-you were dead?" Light stuttered.

"I am dead," L leaned his head to the side as he said this. The raven haired ghost got up and walked threw the wall. The brunette's eyes went wide with fear. The ghost layed on top of him once more, an evil grin on his face.

"W-why are you here, Ryuzaki?"

"Don't play dumb, you know exactly why I'm here, Kira," L growled.

Light Smirked. "Yes I am Kira, but you can't do anything 'bout that since you are no longer alive."

moved closer to the brunette, their faces only 2 inches apart.

"That's where you are wrong, I can't touch anything except for the things that are keeping me here," L grasped Lights face with both hands,"You are one of those things, Light-Kun," the raven haired ghost hissed. The brunette felt a cold chill run up his spine.

"What are you going to do to me, L?"

The raven haired ghost grinned.

"I am going to make you suffer the pain you caused me five years ago, only 30 percent worse."

"And just how are you going to do that, hm?"

"Stop lying to yourself, Light."

The brunettes face went blank.

"What the fuck are you ta-"

"Oh, stop, I know that you keep telling yourself that you never loved me, that I was nothing more than an insignificant bastard and you are happy that I'm dead."

Light shuddered. The ghost smirked.

"Did I hit the bulls eye?(heh) you miss being inside of me don't you?"

Light tried really hard to ignore the small blush he could feel on his face as raven haired ghost grinned evilly and unzipped his own pants. He started stroking himself. Playing with his balls with one hand and jerking off his erect cock with the other.

"Ah...nn...mmm...Light...ah...yes."

The brunettes eyes grew wide and hungry with lust.

"Ah...Light...you...nn...want to be..ah...the one doing...mmm...this don't...you?"

Light tried to restrain himself, but he could feel himself getting hard by the minute. 'Dammit, I can't take it anymore,' the brunette screamed in the back of his mind. Light removed L's hands away from his private areas and rolled his tongue of the tip of his manhood.

"Ah..Ah...oh God...yes..," the raven haired ghosted moaned. The brunette smiled and took the whole cock into his mouth slowly sucking it, making L moan louder.

"Oh,...nnn...I-I'm gonna cum...ah...ah...AH..," the raven haired ghost came inside Light's mouth. The brunette swallowed in shame. 'Fuck, I can't believe I gave in into L's little game of temptation.' L grinned in triumph.

"Ah, poor Light, your hard as fuck right now aren't you?"

The brunette tried to hide it with his covers and made a face as if he had no idea what L was talking about.

"Don't try to cover it up, I can perfectly see the bulge in your boxers."

Lights face went completely red, but L was right, there was no reason to hide it from the raven haired ghost as he took off Lights boxers as well as his own clothes.

"We'll have to take care of this little problem of yours, won't we?"

L grabbed a long sharp needle out of the dresser drawer next to the bed.

"W-what a-are you g-going to do w-with that, L?" the brunette shivered.

The ghost grew a devilsh grin upon his face.

"You'll see."

Light gulped, his body shaking. L took the needle and aggressively stuck it inside of Light's still throbbing cock. Light shut his eyes tightly and at the same time the raven haird ghost twisted the needle to the left, ripping inside and out of the sensitive flesh. The brunette screamed in agony, but he couldn't help feeling sexually aroused as well.

'Ah, Mother Fucking Hell, this actually feels amazing.' The raven haired ghost smirked as he licked the blood off of Light's cock while still holding the needle in place. The brunette took long fast breaths and threw his head back to look at the ceiling. He moaned in both pain and pleasure. 'I've never felt anything like this before,' he thought. The ghost shifted the needle to the center making it stick out towards Light's belly button.

"Ah...mmmmm...nnnnnn...," Light tried to bite down really hard on his bottom lip to stop himself from moaning, but it was no use. The sensation was too great that it made his chest feel like it was almost literally on fire.

"(Heh) it seems as though you are enjoying this, Kira."

Light's blush grew deeper at that remark.

"Ah, I'm right aren't I?" L purred. The brunette moved his head to the right, facing away from the ghost. L removed the needle from its place and scrapped the insde of Light's cock, while rolling the long sharp object. Light dug his fingernails into the bed.

"Ah...Fuck...L...I-I'm c-cumming..." The raven haired ghost removed the needle completely and shoved it through the brunettes balls. Light screamed and moaned louder than he ever had in his whole life. L began pumping up and down Light's cock while he was still cumming.

"Oh...shit...don't stop...MM..," Light exploded his seed all over L's hand and face.

"You loved that didn't you?"

"Since when did you become so sadistic, L?"

"(Heh) Being killed and becoming a ghost really fucks you up, Light-Kun, and besides, when did you become a masochist."

"I don't know, but uh you still haven't taken out the needle from my balls."

"Ah, yes," L took out the needle," We're actually not done with this yet."

"W-what?"

L gripped the needle tightly and cut both of Light's cheeks. The brunettes eyes widened as the ghost made cuts all over his chest and shoved it through one of his nipples.

"Ah...God...AH...," Light groaned.

"(Heh) that's what you get for telling Rem to kill me."

Light woke up with a gasp, his whole body sweating and shaking like crazy. His boxers and bed were wet and sticky with cum. He looked at his chest and private parts to see if there were any cuts or injuries. There were none. Light took a deep breath and whispered to himself," Thank God, it was just a dream."

(Who never wanted,-maddest joy remains to him unknown; the banquet of abstemiousness surpasses that of wine. Within its hope, though yet grasped desire's perfect goal, No nearer, lest reality should disenthrall thy soul.)