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Revenge is Sweet

Chapter Two

Hide and Seek

Light was hiding. Normally that would be beneath his dignity but, as he had discovered, nothing was beneath your dignity when you had a SUGAR-OBSESSED MANIAC trying to FORCE-FEED YOU SUGAR!

Which also explained why Light was hiding. As a matter of fact, Light had been hiding for a while. Not in that particular place, but everywhere. He had hid when he ate (not sugar or anything remotely sweet). He had hid when he thought. He had even hid while he slept.

But that last one hadn't worked out so well as he had hoped. He had been woken up by some funny sounds and had opened his eyes to see a maniacally happy L holding one of his disgusting cakes in one hand (which were less cakes and more solidified sugar) and a strange contraption in the other which looked to be some sort of medieval torture device.

"Argh!" Light had screamed, jumping out from his hiding place, which happened to be inside of a closet. Which meant that, when Light had jumped out, he had had to first head-butt L to get him out of the way.

Light didn't have much of a problem with this.

"You know, Light-kun," began L from the ground and Light ran to the doorway. "Your instinctual violence and obvious anger management issues increase your likelihood of being Kira by-"

By this time Light had run out of the room.

"One thousand percent,," finished L as Matsuda and Aizawa walked into the room.

"Excuse me, Ryuzaki," Matsuda began. "We just saw Light running down the hallway like he was being chased by the fiery demons of hell. What's going on?"

L tried to resume an innocent expression which, considering that he was still on the floor holding cake and what looked like a torture device, made him look rather a lot like an insane serial killer. "Only that I'm trying to help Light-kun to overcome his irrational fear of sugar."

Matsuda looked at the pseudo-torture device. He looked at the solid-sugar 'cake'. He wisely said, "of course you are."

Aizawa cleared his throat and asked L, "Ryuzaki, don't you think you're taking this a little too far?"

L smiled. Matsuda wanted to cry. "I will only take it too far when I have not taken it far enough."

"...What?" asked Matsuda. L picked himself up, carefully holding the cake, slung the pseudo-torture device over his shoulder and patted Matsuda's head.

"Think about it," he told the confused man before walking out of the room.

Matsuda looked at Aizawa. "So what does it mean?"

"That Light is in trouble."

The other man mused Aizawa's words. "Should we do anything?"

"Do you want to attract the new-found wrath of a sugar-addicted insomniac detective with issues who has discovered a capacity for revenge, the horrifyingly sweet likes of which have never been seen before?"

"...Point. SO we just stay out of their way?"

Now Aizawa patted Matsuda on the head. "You're learning."

"Stop that."

Aizawa stopped.

*****

Light ran through the hallway, going for the exit. Then he heard something which sent shivers down his spine.

"Li-ight," L sang over the PA system, one which Light had not been aware of, making his name two syllables. "I have some high-sugar-content cake for you!"

Light continued running.

"And, if you're looking for the exit, I've got them all sealed."

Light stopped running. "L, this is crazy!"

"Crazy is not liking sugar. Therefore, you are crazy. Therefore, you are Kira."

"...you know that doesn't actually make any sort of sense whatsoever."

"The cake will make everything make sense."

"That really is not very reassuring," commented Light darkly as he forged forward. He found a series of lockers and slipped into one. He waited for a few minutes, trying to sort out his thoughts. L had said that the exits were sealed but, at that moment, Light was perfectly willing to go break that seal. He had to get to an exit and see what he could do.

This wasn't very good logic but Light's logical abilities were slightly diminished by the fear of the insomniac sugar-wielding detective who was currently trying to catch Light.

Light slipped out of his hiding place, thinking carefully. He plotted out his route in his mind, thinking to go through all the small, little-used corridors. He set out on his path, hoping against hope that the detective wouldn't figure out what he was doing.

Light rounded a corner and cursed inwardly. He smiled a completely false smile. "Hello, Matsuda."

Matsuda was looking a combination of embarrassed and guilty. "Hi...Light...Um, sorry, but Ryuzaki says that we aren't supposed to let you through."

"'We' meaning who?"

"...No-one," denied Matsuda guiltily.

Light gave him a look.

"Okay, so it's pretty much everyone. But I'm not supposed to tell you that, so don't say I told you."

"Of course I won't, Matsuda," Light said soothingly. "How about you just let me through."

"Light..." groaned Matsuda. "You know I can't do that. Please just come on, and let me take you back to Ryuzaki!"

Light sighed, the struggle seeming to go out of his limbs. "I'm sorry. You have nothing to do with this. I'll come with you."

The other looked up hopefully. "Really, Light? You rally mean it?"

"Sure," Light smiled. "I mean, Ryuzaki probably won't hurt me or anything. I'm just...Not used to eating sweet stuff, I guess."

Matsuda grinned. "It's okay, Light, we'll all help you through this!"

"Well...I may need you to," the younger boy told him.

"It's okay, Light,." Matsuda grinned as he walked in the hallway he was supposed to be guarding. "We'll be right there to -hey!" Matsuda crashed to the ground as ropes shot out from the walls and subdued him. "W-what's going on?"

"Like I thought, Ryuzaki set some traps for me," Light mused aloud.

"Uh, Light...Would you please help me out of this?"

"Sorry, Matsuda," apologised Light. "But I can't trust you not to go get Ryuzaki."

"But...You can't just leave me like this!"

"Sorry, Matsuda. Someone should let you out in an hour or so!"

"But...Wait, Light!" But Light had vanished around the next corner. "Light?" Silence was the reply. Matsuda sighed. "Why does this always happen to me?"

*****

Aizawa was next. Light paused when he heard footsteps and recognised Aizawa's brisk, efficient step. Aizawa was talking on a mobile. "No, he hasn't shown up...Yes, I'm checking the corridor now, Chief."

Light retreated back to the corner he had been about to step out from. Aizawa walked passed his hiding place, his back to Light. Light stepped out and silently sprinted down the corridor, on his toes to ensure his step was silent, and thankful his shoes had no rubber sole to squeak. He made it around the corner of the next corridor, thinking.

L has already set one trap for me. I should expect more. Logic dictates that the severity of the trap will keep increasing as I go on. The last one subdued...I guess the next step is to try and knock me out, but surely not even L-

Al this was thought of in the second it took to trigger the trap. A tranquilliser dart was fired from the opposite wall. Light's thoughts and his reaction speed combined to make him duck moments before the dart fired.

L would knock me out for not eating sugar...that's quite sad. This is supposedly one of the most brilliant minds in existence.

He had listened closely for the sharp sound of a metal dart meeting the wall but heard nothing except Aizawa's footsteps. Light froze. A moment later Aizawa stepped past him, his back to Light because Light had hid n the opposite side of the corner than before. He switched sides again when he was sure Aizawa wouldn't see him. Aizawa muttered. "Yes, Ryuzaki, I'm patrolling like you said."

Light looked at the spot his head had previously been in, confused. There was nothing there. A thought struck him and, with delicate fingers, he reached up ad into his own hair. His fingers encountered something artificial. He pulled out the dart.

Close call, he thought to himself. He waited until it was safe to go before darting down the corridor again. It was a larger one than the others, which was probably why Aizawa was asked to patrol it. When Light emerged from the other side he ducked down to avoid the incoming dart. This time it made a slight noise as it hit the wall, but Aizawa was on the other side of the corridor and didn't hear it. Light picked up the tranquilliser and slipped it into his pocket so that Aizawa wouldn't spot it. He continued down the hallway.

First step, subdue me. Second step, knock me out. Third step...kill me? thought Light as he ran silently. Surely not...

"Ryuzaki, I am not firing tranquilliser darts at my son for refusing to eat sweets," protested the voice of Light's father, apparently having a conversation with L. "In the interest of Light?! These are horse tranquillisers. What do you mean, you just wanted to be sure?"

Third step, kill me, confirmed Light glumly.

"By the way, Ryuzaki," Mr Yagami said, sounding like he had something on his mind. "You said that you, me, Matsuda and Aizawa would work together to find Light...What about Mogi?" For a moment there was silence before Mr Yagami yelled, "what do you mean he's stuck in the elevator!?"

*****

"Hello, Ryuzaki?" called Mogi wearily. "I've been in here for half an hour now...I don't know what the problem is but could you let me out of here? Ryuzaki? Hello?"

*****

"You can't just...leave him there, it's completely irresponsible," vehemently protested Mr Yagami. "Ryuzaki, listen...I understand that you and Light are...excited by recent events, but don't you think you've both gotten a little too...It's gotten a bit...I think my son and you..." He sighed. "Ryuzaki, I'm forced to come out an say it. You've both gone completely insane! First you and Light kept assaulting each other enough, then when the tables turned you began trying to assault each other some more by in new, inventive ways and now Mogi is trapped in an elevator. Oh, and one more thing; just because he doesn't wan to eat sweet things doesn't make him Kira!"

There was s brief silence before Mr Yagami sighed again. "After we've found Light I don't want any more of this...Thank you, Ryuzaki." There was a beep which signalled the end of the phone conversation and then nothing. Light thought. His father was an intelligent, competent police officer with much experience. So how could he move him out of the way so he would be able to find a way to escape?

Light thought.

He thought some more.

Then he came up with a plan.

*****

Matsuda was lying miserably on the ground, wondering when someone, anyone, would come by and let him out, when a shadow fell over him. He looked up and smiled.

"Light! You came back!" he rejoiced. "I knew I could count on you."

The expression on Light's face made him stop. "Sorry about this, Matsuda," apologised the boy before stabbing Matsuda with the tranquilliser dart. Matsuda lost conciousness and Light picked him up, took him to the edge of the front entrance. His father was staying in one spot, which Light had deduced from the occasional squeak of an office chair. This meant there were probably traps at his side of the front entrance. He needed a way to negate the traps, which meant he needed a way to make his father de-activate them. Ergo, he needed a reason for his father to go to his side of the entrance.

Ergo, Matsuda. Light slung Matsuda in place at the stairs at nudged him with his toe. Matsuda stayed unconscious. Light nodded in approval before taking out a box of matches and lighting one, shading the flame with his body.

He then set Matsuda on fire.

The older man wouldn't come to any harm. Light didn't think so anyway. He had only lit the rope tying up Matsuda, and there was a heck of a lot of that. Light tried to fan the smoke towards his father so he would notice it earlier.

A little while later, but enough time to worry Light, Mr Yagami sat up. "Is that...smoke?" he muttered. Light darted out of sight and listened for the tap of a keyboard or the click of a button which would tell him what kind of code he needed to crack. Instead he heard, "Matsuda!? Matsuda, can you hear me?" followed by hurried footsteps.

Then came a series of odd noises which sounded vaguely mechanic. There were no more footsteps. Light poked his head out from the corner and gaped.

Apparently his father had not known about the traps after all.

*****

"Ryuzaki?" winged an extremely bored Mogi. "I have the serious suspicions that I'm going to grow a beard before you let me out."

Silence.

Mogi sighed.

*****

Light did the obvious thing and put out the fire he'd lit on Matsuda. After all, he didn't want to burn the poor man.

Mind you, rolling him over to put out the fire and stomping on him a few times probably wasn't too good for him either...But, to give Light credit, there were no burns on Matsuda afterwards.

Light did the other obvious thing and went to check if his father was still alive. Apparently Ryuzaki hadn't deemed telling Mr Yagami about the traps beneficial for their mission. Light's father was now still in a large metal cage.

"This is ridiculous," muttered Light as he walked up to his father. "Dad?" No response. He looked closer as he walked all around his father, trying to rouse him. Eventually he spotted a little dart in Mr Yagami's arm and another in his neck. Light really hoped they weren't the aforementioned horse tranquillisers but, seeing as his father wasn't obviously in any immediate danger and he, on the other hand, probably was, Light walked away from his unconscious father and examined his exit points.

The entrance to the elevator was off limits. Light had decided on the way there that he wasn't going to risk L redirecting the elevator once he was inside so he immediately examined his other options.

There were two staircases, one on either side of the elevator. Both were sealed. Light stepped up to the doors and examined the seal, thinking that if they were sealed electronically he would be able to open them, but apparently L had foreseen this and not only had sealed both electronically, with special locks requiring a code, but had also nailed the damn things shut.

So that was his second choice for an exit gone.

Light looked about him frantically, his eyes glancing over everything in the room...And finally alighting on the ventilation shafts.

That could work, he thought to himself. But I'd need something to loosen the bolts with...

He turned out his pockets. He did a mental inventory. He had nothing, nothing that could be used. He checked the time absent-mindedly, largely out of habit.

And remembered his watch.

*****

A while after L had last had contact with Mr Yagami he checked the time. It had been a good half hour. Mogi had been moaning some more, but L just pretended e couldn't hear him through the speakers. He decided it was about time he checked in on everyone. He tried to contact Mr Yagami.

"Yagami, has anything happened?" asked L in his usual monotone.

Silence.

"Yagami, this is Ryuzaki, do you hear me?"

More silence.

L tried Matsuda. "Matsuda, this is Ryuzaki."

Silence.

L tried a few more times but there was nothing. He finally contacted Aizawa.

"Aizawa, can you hear me?"

"Yes, Ryuzaki, I can hear you fine," answered a confused Aizawa.

"Good. I need you to check in on Matsuda and Yagami."

"Oh...Okay then."

A few minutes later...

"Ryuzaki, are you there?"

"Yes. Did you find them?"

"...Ryuzaki, you'd better check this out."

*****

Matsuda had been fairly easy to untie, as his ropes had mostly been burnt through. Aizawa slapped him gently a few times and the other man woke.

"Mmm...No, don't want to get up, mum..."

"Matsuda, wake up."

"...Don't want to go to school..."

"Matsuda, you idiot, wake up!" snapped Aizawa. Matsuda awoke.

"Huh? Aizawa...Ryuzaki? What..." His eyes widened with the memory. "He left me there! He made me set of the trap and left me there! And,,,Stabbed me...With a tranquilliser!"

"I'm sure he did," said Aizawa soothingly. "Ryuzaki, have you managed to disable the trap yet?" After all this was done, Aizawa was panning on having a chat to 'Ryuzaki' about his use of traps on members of the task force.

"I have, yes," Ryuzaki murmured, pressing a few keys. The steal cage ascended, leaving Mr Yagami free but unconscious. L stood back while Aizawa and Matsuda tried to awaken him a few times to no avail.

"What exactly was in those darts?"

"Which darts?" asked L innocently.

"The ones you tried to shoot Light with?"

"Oh, them...In the ones received by Matsuda was a fairly mild sedative."

"But what about the Chief?" asked Matsuda. "It's almost like he was knocked out with horse tranquillisers."

L was silent.

"Ryuzaki," Aizawa said warningly. "Please tell me you didn't..."

"Didn't what, Aizawa? You really must be more specific about these things.

He pointed at Mr Yagami. "Please tell me you didn't use horse tranquillisers in those darts."

L looked at him innocently. "So you want me to lie?"

"Argh!" exclaimed Aizawa angrily. "You can't do that!"

"I suggest we focus more on Light than his father. After all, Mr Yagami is fairly safe-"

Matsuda and Aizawa began to splutter. L ignored them.

"-But his son is lost."

This stopped them. They looked around. "He could be anywhere by now," moaned Matsuda.

"No, I have an idea where he is," murmured L. When the other two looked at him the hunched-back detective rose an arm to point at a spot above the door to the staircases, above a chair which had been slid there.

They gasped.

"But...Weren't those nailed shut?" inquired a confounded Matsuda.

"Obviously not any more," L noted as he tilted his head on it's side a little. He grinned.

"Is something funny?" asked Aizawa in frustration.

L grinned a cocky grin and looked at him. "The hunt, Aizawa. The hunt is on."

Author's Note-

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