b4 anything...

1. My computer broke down and only recently got fixed.

2. All the files were on this particular computer.

3. I'm just recovering from a hectic semester in college.

4. Had a lot of work to do with production that i'm in...

5. I couldn't think of anything to write.

so sorry for the....very....very....very....very X 100 late update...had to write and edit god knows how many scripts for my production short film...plus several of my coursemates this semester were such assholes...but that's not what you guys want to read about, right?

here you go...again...sorry for the late update...

…at approximately 11:14 pm, a fire broke out at the Doujunkai apartments. Only three deaths are confirmed. One is popular teen idol, Amane Misa and her manager, Tota Matsuda and the other being the notorious drug lord, Kira. All three bodies were found in the same room. There are now speculations that Misa Misa may have been having an affair with the drug lord…

The television airing the news was switched off.

L put the remote down with a sigh.

He was lying in a hospital bed quietly, even though he had insisted that he was fine. But the doctors wanted to keep him overnight for observation. Quite frankly, he was bored to death.

But his heart still felt heavy. Several people have died because of him. Near and Sayu had both been in danger because of him.

He thought back about what happened after they escaped the fire.

Mello and Watari had been there and so had Soichiro and Sachiko. Mogi and Aizawa had been arrested by the police. Mogi had gone quietly, but Aizawa had sworn and struggled and had to be subdued. Their fates were unknown, but L hoped that Mogi had been shown some leniency. The man had been quite decent to them during their ordeal.

All of them had been taken to the hospital after they were rescued and though none of them had been physically hurt, the doctors had insisted that all of them stay the night.

L was interrupted from his thoughts when his bedroom door opened. There was a blur of white hair and suddenly, he found himself wrapped in a pair of small arms.

"N…Near?" he gasped, his little brother's grip making it a little hard for him to breathe.

Near said nothing but merely tightened his hold, burying his face into L's chest.

L smiled and returned the gestured. The door opened again and this time, Watari entered. The old man looked as though he had just lived a hundred lifetimes of hardships. He grabbed a chair and sat down heavily.

"Near refused to sleep until he saw you," Watari said wearily.

L nodded as he ran his fingers through Near's white hair.

The three of them said nothing for awhile. Watari was leaning forward in his chair, his eyes closed. Near had fallen asleep on L, who just stroke Near's hair absent-mindedly.

"Raito?" asked L at last.

Watari opened his eyes and looked at L.

"The doctors wouldn't allow him to see you," he said. "He's in a different room with his own family. He told me to tell you that he'll see you as soon as he can."

L nodded, smiling a little. "And Mello?"

Watari snorted. "The doctors had to remove him and Matt. They caused quite a scene in the waiting room."

"Yes, that sounds like them," said L, chuckling.

Again silence fell in the room. Watari sensed that L had something else to say, but was trying to find a way to say it. So Watari waited, his eyes never leaving L.

"Tell me about my father," L requested quietly.

Watari was taken aback. He had not expected that. It was something that he didn't like to talk about; it was practically taboo. But since it was L who requested it, Watari would tell him.

"Your father, if you could call him that, is, or rather, was, a brilliant man," said Watari, taking off his glasses and polishing them. He put them on again and continued.

"He attended Oxford and graduated as the top student there. He then proceeded to create a shipping company…"

"What was he like?" interrupted L; he had no interest in what his father did; only what his father was like.

Watari sighed. He had hoped to avoid those particular details, but then again, this was L he was talking to.

"He was a womaniser, who cared for nothing more than himself. He delighted in taking people's fortune and breaking them in the process. That's what he did to your mother, Near's and Mello's."

Watari looked up at the ceiling and continued. "Your mother had a bright and promising future. She was my pride and joy, the only connection I had left to your grandmother. She wanted to work in the investigation agency that I owned and she could have become the best."

Watari paused. His next words were spoken in an ice cold voice. "Then he came."

"Your mother knew what your father was, but he charmed his way around your mother's caution and better judgment. And soon, he ran off with her fortune, leaving her alone with you."

"It destroyed her and she was never the same. Your mother went insane and soon committed suicide after you were born. I vowed to track down your father, and so I did. That was how I found Near and Mello. Both their mothers were also driven insane by him."

"Did you find him?" asked L, his voice calm.

"I did," answered Watari quietly. "He was dying from a disease he contracted during one of his…exploits. I told him about the three of you, and your mothers. He showed no remorse for what he did. He…said a lot of awful things."

"What did he say?" asked L.

"That is not necessary, Eru," said Watari.

"Please, tell me," said L, the plea in his quiet voice evident.

Watari sighed. "His exact words were: 'So I've fathered three bastards that you knew about, big deal! I've probably fathered an entire dynasty of bastards and made fortune out of it! And I had fun doing it, too.'"

L was quiet.

"I'm so sorry, Watari," he said quietly.

"For what?" asked Watari, surprised.

"For causing you to lose your daughter, if I…"

"Eru," snapped Watari sternly. "Whatever your father did has nothing to do with you! That was I did not allow your mother to undergo abortion. We originally planned to give you to an orphanage, but when you were born…you held my fingers and looked at me with those eyes of yours, I could not have loved you more. Your mother could not overcome it however and killed herself. If its anyone's fault, it is your father's and mine!"

"I'm sorry…" murmured L quietly.

"No, Eru," said Watari, moving forward to embrace L. "I'm sorry, I should have told you everything sooner."

L closed his eyes and hugged his grandfather tightly.

I got my finals for this semester next week...so it could be awhile again....

sorry in again and sorry in advance...

i'll do my best to update ASAP