What up? I'm back. ;D I know, you all missed me~ Baha. Anyway.
Here's chapter five- And yes, there will be more than five chapters. I couldn't just leave you all here, could I?
All they could do was stare at the screen before them. Light cupped a hand over his mouth, the sudden urge to vomit rising in his throat. How could anyone do something this...sickening? This morbid? Sure, these thoughts were coming from "Kira", self-proclaimed God slash hyped-up serial killer- but still. Even Light Yagami had some shreds of correct morals hanging about his heart like tapestries. And this felt as if a cat was dragging her nails down them.
"Good Lord..." Was all he could say with a muffled, shaky voice, speaking to no one in particular, not even the stunned detective next to him. Though, L's shock wasn't as apparent as Light's. The genius just sat there, chewing on his thumb and staring at the images with his routinely blank eyes. On the inside, though, that same urge to vomit rose as what could only be described as a panic attack occured in the recesses of his complex mind.
Beyond Birthday...What shook L the most was the message that deranged serial killer left him. See you tonight? L managed to tear his gaze from the guesome images and glanced down at the digital clock proudly displaying itself in the corner of the computer screen. 5:53PM. What constituted as "tonight" for BB? Small bits of his uneasiness began to show on his face as he bit down on his thumb again, a small bead of blood appearing suddenly at the unnatural force of the habit.
"Oi, Light, I have an idea. Why not just save everyone the trouble and kill this guy?" A black-clad figure standing behind Light offered, a raspy cackle following the words.
That made Light blink his eyes and the hand draw away from his lips. He had that power. A few swipes of a pen and sixty seconds and they would be rid of this disgusting criminal for good. But. Certain complications arose, some of them quite selfish. What if Beyond Birthday wasn't his real name? It sounded more like a code name than anything else. Plus...He knew how L thought by now. If BB dropped dead a day or two after Light had a run-in with him, L's suspicions that Light equaled Kira would rise, to a most likely dangerous level. Light didn't need any more of the detective's incessant badgering about that subject.
The brunette's eyes narrowed slightly then. Yes, that would have been the easy way out. But he couldn't risk anything when he was this far in. He wanted to reply to the Shinigami, but would have to wait until a more private opprotunity arose(which was rather difficult these days). Until then...
"L," He just couldn't be bothered with codenames anymore, "What does this mean?" The detective was silent, the crimson droplet making its way down his thumb to settle comfortably between where his palm and index finger met. He didn't bother to touch it. "...I don't know, Light-kun. The criminal is no longer after you, so you have no reason to be afraid."
"What about you?"
L hesitated a moment, chewing on the inside of his lower lip as he contemplated the situation. "I'm frightfully tired, Light-kun...I think I'm going to retire for tonight." What a blatant, but convincingly-toned lie. Since when did L head to bed at six in the evening? Since when did L sleep?
Light simply pretended to buy into it with a nod of his head. "Okay. Ern...Goodnight, Ryuuzaki."
"Goodnight, Light-kun." With that, L rose from his odd position in the chair and walked away, his back hunched as he padded silently up the spiralling stairs. Light quickly grabbed the mouse and exited out of those grotesque images as fast as he could; but he couldn't get the impression they left out of his head.
Once Watari left as well, Light reclined back in his seat and let out a long sigh. This was getting ridiculous. "Well?" The raspy voice of a Shinigami rang out, though only Light could hear it. He shook his head. "Simply killing this maniac wouldn't work. Too many complications would rise up and put me at risk of being found out.
Ryuk laughed. "You're the smart one." He shrugged his broad shoulders, Shinigami eyes moving down to glance at Light and where those images used to be.
"Y'know...Beyond Birthday reminds me quite alot of you, Kira-kun."
As Light spun around, wide-eyed, to argue, Ryuk's dark, laughing form dissapeared with enough intrigue left behind to match the Cheshire cat.
L slipped into his quiet room, glad for the darkness to welcome him into the bed as he slipped underneath the covers. For some reason he just couldn't deal with the world right now. Sitting up for a brief moment, he removed his baggy shirt to reveal secrets nearly no one has ever seen. His pale skin was stretched over countless, perfectly toned muscles; not too bulky, not too thin. The snowy cover to his muscles was nearly flawless, save for his back, the detective's most shameful of spots. One he was glad he couldn't see. There wouldn't be a way he could live with himself if those scars across his back were visible to him each day. The shirt was discarded on the floor as he slipped back beneath the silky sheets, eyes remaining open. L didn't come here to sleep, he came here to think. But, eventually, sleep lowered his stubborn eyelids and troubled dreams replaced his troubled thoughts.
"I wonder if he's actually asleep." Light grumbled to himself, sighing softly and lying back on his bed. It was almost nine-thirty now, and L hadn't emerged from his bedroom since they had seen those pictures. Honestly, Light felt a bit of odd worry dwelling in his chest. He hoped L wasn't mulling over the situation too much...Light was trying to avoid it, actually. Sighing again and sitting up, he stood from the bed and exited his room in a slight hurry. Maybe he should just check up on him- just to make sure L hadn't committed suicide or something; you could never really know with a detective you knew nothing about.
Light knocked softly on L's bedroom door, frowning when there was no answer. Was he actually asleep? What a strange thought. The only time Light ever imagined L's eyes closed was in that final moment of his life. But maybe now he could get a sneak peek. "Ryuuzaki? You okay?" Light called softly before turning the doorknob, opening the door silently and poking his head into the dark room. Damn. He couldn't see anything. Wait- he couldn't see anything. There was no lifeless lump a sleeping human took on when they were on a bed- the bed was empty. Light's eyes widened until they were about to fall out of their sockets. Scrambling for a light switch, he flicked on the lights and drew in a sharp, panicked breath at what he saw. Or, rather, what he didn't see.
L was gone. There was a small scrap of paper in his place, barely big enough to hold the BB + L = 3 scrawled across it.
Cliffhanger again?
Arent I just the worst~?
Trust me, you won't be hanging for long...I have plans now. *Muahahaha~* There WILL be yaoi in the next chapter, don't worry. Haha.
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