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While the house was full of a new screaming infant, Misa had to learn to care for both Yoshirou and her duties as the second Kira. She managed, somehow, and it seemed like only yesterday that Yoshirou was a newborn. He was fifteen now, and though Light had seen him as his heir in the begining, he was now having doubts. Every day Yoshirou looked more and more like Light's dead rival, L. But Yoshirou was NOT L. He wasn't!

Although, no one would know this by looking at him. At fifteen years of age, Yoshirou had black hair, and had an all-too-familiar liking to sweets. He wore baggy pants and hardly wore any shoes.

He was also a genius.

Ever since he was a baby, Yoshirou was very observant. His deductive skills were second to none.

Which made Light worry even more.

But the one thing that puzzled him, was the DNA.

There was no doubt-Yoshirou was Light Yagami's biological son, and no one could disprove DNA.

"Father?" came the voice of his only child.

"Yes, Yoshirou?" asked Light, looking away from him.

Light couldn't even look his own son in the face.

"What do you think of Kira?" he asked.

And there it was.

"Kira? Why he's nothing, son. Just a murderer. You know that. But I do respect him. I couldn't have done something that noble."

Yoshirou bit his thumb.

Light cringed.

"...really?" came the voice of his son.

"Yes, really. Now go play or something. I have work to do."

"..."

"...I went to visit Mother today." Yoshirou said.

"Really? It's been too long since I've been. I need to." Light responded.

"I also got her some flowers. You know what happened last time, they got stolen, but I just had to get her some more, since it's her anniversary." Yoshirou smiled sadly.

"Yes, I do know. Your Mother...Misa..." Light sighed.

"Father, do you miss being with Mother?" asked the fifteen year old.

"Huh? Of course. Misa was...very...unique to me..."

"Then why-"

"Yoshirou, I have work that I need to do. Would you please leave me?" Light snarled a bit too harshly.

Yoshirou looked at his feet, then at his father.

"Yes...I apologize. Sorry." Yoshirou said.

He turned and left, leaving his father to his work.

Outside, Yoshirou grumbled.

"It's been ten years to the day, Father...Why haven't you gone to see Mother's grave?"

The door opened, and Light Yagami stuck out his head.

"Oh, and Yoshirou...Happy Birthday."

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