Okay, sorry his was kind of awhile. And also, if you're a hardcore twilight fan you might be offended by part of what follows…but I couldn't resist. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!

Don't own it folks. Not death note, twilight, or either of the songs mentioned in this chapter.

(but I'd suggest you listen to them)

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Light burst through the front door of the Yagami-Cullen house, closing the door quickly and leaning against it. He startled Mikami, who was watching 'Law and Order' in the kitchen. The dark haired vampire stood immediately.

"God are you alright?! You're not running from something are you? You know I'll take care of it for you!" He looked quite alarmed.

"I run from nothing! I was engaged in an altercation with one of my friends."

"You have friends?" Mikami asked skeptically.

"Of course I have friends Mikami! What an insulting question."

Mikami was unconvinced, and a horrifying suspicion was dawning on him. He looked the teen up and down, noting that he appeared uncharacteristically mussed. "It's rather late to be visiting a friend."

"Ugh don't be gross Mikami!" Light spat. "And what are you, my mother?"

Mikami was decidedly jealous. "Please God, I can't read your mind, you have to tell me how you're feeling."

"Why the fuck do I have to do that?" Light began to walk quickly away, but Mikami called out to him in an anguished voice.

"Are you being safe?!"

Light slammed the door to his room.

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Light couldn't believe he had actually…made out with L. It was definitely first base. Had it been second base? That was above the waist touching wasn't it? Did that even count with two guys? Under clothes? Over clothes? Had they actually touched third? He didn't know. Light found the definition of the infamous 'bases' to be one of the most inconsistent definitions out there. Even for his genius mind, it was difficult to comprehend.

Why he was obsessing about this he didn't know. He was going insane.

It was because it had been amazing.

He needed to kill some criminals. Purifying the world always made him feel better.

He rested his coppery haired head on the couch and turned on the television, switching the channel to the news. He listened halfheartedly to the weather and local interest stories. But then:

"Today at 6:20 pm police arrested a nineteen year old girl that had been holding five of her high school classmates as prisoners…for over two years."

Light's ears perked up. This sounded like a criminal Kira should judge, but he needed to hear more.

He closely examined the mug shot of a pale girl with long dark hair. She was rather pretty, but Light thought she looked a little 'off'.

"…the girl's name is Bella Swann, and she is apparently a very sick and deluded individual. All you need to do is hear the stories of the captive students to come to this conclusion."

Five teenagers were shown sitting in chairs to be interviewed. Light saw there were two girls and three boys. One of the boys almost seemed to be imitating L, crouching on the chair with his thumb in his mouth, only he was rocking gently forward and back, a dead look in his eyes.

The man interviewing them spoke to a blonde girl first.

"Why do you think you were chosen by Miss Swann for her sadistic game?"

"Well," the girl replied. "I think she was probably jealous of how beautiful I am. That's the only thing I can think of." She flipped her long blonde hair, seemingly handling this pretty well.

The tallest boy draped an arm around her shoulders. "You know it babe."

"I think in some way she was jealous of all of us," the small dark haired girl piped up. "She was an odd girl, and yet she was incredibly convincing. You'd be shocked by the things she had us believing. I even thought I could see the future, when she told me I could. Jasper would swear to you he was a Civil War veteran."

"That is incredible. The things you were subjected to must have been awful." The newsman said sympathetically.

The lanky blonde boy replied. "Yeah, it was bad. But Poor Edward definitely had it the worst."

No one argued, and all eyes were suddenly on the seemingly catatonic figure. The interviewer finally addressed him.

"Well son, is there anything you'd like to say about your captivity?"

The handsome auburn haired boy went completely still, staring off into space.

"She…did things to me."

He began rocking again, and everyone looked away awkwardly.

"We're going to get you some help son." The newsman tried to reassure him, but Edward was seemingly oblivious.

The monitor in the interviewing room suddenly showed the girl called Bella Swann as she was led away in handcuffs. She was by no means subdued however. She was shouting at the top of her lungs.

"I'll find you…I'll find you all. Especially you Edward! We still have so many more things to try! We'll be together for ETERNITY!!!"

Edward covered his ears and screamed.

Light was disgusted, and quite disturbed. But what the newscasters didn't know was that he had already written 'Bella Swann' in the death note. It should be three, two, one…

Right there on the screen, the girl called Bella burst into flames, running around crazily for a few moments as the police officers watched in amazement, before she burned to nothing within seconds.

Light was quite pleased. So spontaneous combustion is actually a viable cause of death. This was useful to know. It left behind no evidence.

And he was quite sure he had made the world a better place.

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Misa was so excited. Today she was going to Light's house!

Perhaps she should start planning the wedding. Misa would have no problem with getting married right out of high school. Or even just next week.

"But what can Misa wear to impress Light's relatives?" She wondered aloud, as she dug through the mountain of clothes that was devouring the small room.

After finally deciding, she tromped down the stairs, feeling quite satisfied with the final outfit. It consisted of fishnets, a leopard print mini, chunky heels, and a leather top with strategically placed zippers. If that wasn't impressive she didn't know what was.

Soichiro looked up from the newspaper he was reading and accidently tore it in half.

"Misa! You can't go out dressed like that! Certainly not when you live under my roof. Boys will get the wrong idea about you."

"Aw Soichiro, it's nice that you're all godfathery. But you need to get a life. What do you do for fun anyway?"

Soichiro stuttered in shock. How dare his goddaughter suggest he had no life! He did quite a lot with his time, thank you very much.

"I watch sporting events with Watari, and I eat trout. I also repeatedly arrest the kids that vandalize the 'welcome to Forks' sign to say 'welcome to...to a profanity!" His voice dropped to a grumble. "Those little fuckers…"

Misa smiled sweetly at him, patting him on the head. "And that's why you're still single Soichiro."

With that, she swept out the door.

Light was just about to leave the house when he heard the loud knocking.

L. He thought immediately. But then he realized that L really wasn't the type to bang on the door, he was the type to pick the lock and walk into your house.

…and then maybe sneak into your bedroom…and beg you to-

"LIIIIIIIGGGGHHHT! Open the door! I want to meet your family and if you're really nice we can have sex!"

Definitely not L.

Reluctantly, Light opened the door, and was blinded by the sheer blonde bubbliness.

"Misa what are you doing here?"

"You invited me silly." She shoved her way into the house. "I love how you play coy with Misa."

Light didn't remember inviting her.

Misa looked around at the airy and tasteful interior. "This is a really nice house! But I hope there's moats…and a dungeon." She winked.

"What the hell would we need a dungeon for?"

But Misa was already off exploring. She traced her fingers over tennis trophies on the mantle, before heading to the stairs.

There, she saw an incredible display of dozens of graduation caps, all lined up on the wall.

"Oh my god Light! Have you graduated high school that many times?"

He came up to stand behind her. "Actually, Sayu stole all those. It's a demented habit of hers."

"Everyone has their hobbies," Misa said wisely. She didn't judge. "So you aren't actually old?" She kind of hoped not. But if he was, she'd deal with it.

"I've been seventeen for only a year. I'm a new vampire."

"Awww Light's a little baby vampire!" She poked him in the chest with the last three words. "How did you get to be one?"

"I had Mikami turn me. He was the only one I trusted to do it without harming me. He had to get himself turned first, but I let him work that out on his own. I knew he was intelligent enough to manage it." Light knew it had been unpleasant for Mikami, but the outcome was the important thing. Because now Light was immortal, and that was a huge weight off his shoulders.

"Misa wants to see your room." She said abruptly, evidently having no comment regarding Light's transformation.

"Misa I don't think-

But she was already scampering up the stairs.

She couldn't wait to see what his room looked like, not only because it was Light's room, but because seeing a vampire's bedroom would be terribly exciting. She ran past the room decorated in pink and lace, probably Sayu's, and opened the door at the end of the hall.

Misa found she was staring into the red eyes of a tall and handsome man, who paused in the act of rooting through the top drawer of Light's dresser. She remembered him from the hospital.

"Hi Light's dad! I'm Misa! And you're Light's dad!" She shouted cheerfully.

She saw him quickly put his hands behind his back, concealing something.

"I'm not Light's father. And what are you doing in his room?" Mikami stuttered.

"I should ask you that Mikami." Light's voice came from behind Misa as he entered the room. Light stared at Mikami for a few seconds, and Misa saw his eyes widen. Mikami fidgeted.

"Ah, Light. I thought you had left…"

"OH MY GOD!" Light screamed.

"Please don't blow this out of proportion God…I'm so sorry-" Mikami pleaded.

"GIVE THEM TO ME THIS INSTANT!" Light shrieked, striding over to Mikami and snatching what he had been holding behind his back.

Misa saw that it was a pair of red silk boxers.

"Ooh Light I can see your underwear, and it's sexy," She said excitedly.

"FUCK!" Light shouted as he ran from the room.

Mikami groaned. This was so awkward.

Light was back a moment later holding three more pairs of boxers. "I knew these were disappearing! I KNEW IT!"

Mikami turned to Misa. "He…hates it when I do his laundry?" He tried weakly.

Misa smiled in understanding. "It's all right Light's dad. Everyone has their hobbies. Misa doesn't judge."

"Ew!" Light exclaimed, dropping one of the pairs and kicking it across the room. "I can't listen to this a moment longer Mikami! Get the hell out and go cook something for Misa!"

"Yes Light!" Mikami seemed only too happy to run from the room.

Misa waved goodbye as he exited. She scanned the room. "Hey Light do you sleep on the piano?"

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It took some time, but Misa felt she had finally gotten some useful vampire information out of him. Light was in an agitated mood but he calmed down eventually.

"So Misa just wants to get something straight Light-

"Haven't I explained it all in a way that was very easy to understand?" He asked tiredly.

"Yes you did a good job Light." Misa patted his head. "But just one more thing okay? Misa knows you don't sleep, or eat, or feel the cold or heat,"

That rhymes. He thought distractedly. He felt like his brain was shutting off.

"…so Misa just wants to know if things are working down below." She finished, and smiled sweetly.

Just when Light thought nothing this girl said or did could shock him.

"You mean below as in…as in…"

"As in below in your pants!" Misa giggled.

Light crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not discussing this with you Misa."

"Misa is your girlfriend!" she huffed. "Who else are you discussing it with?"

"I'm not discussing it with anyone. The subject is closed."

Misa frowned. "I would still love you Light."

No response.

Then she had a brilliant idea. "Misa will just have to ask Ryuuzaki about it. He knows about vampires. I'll just ask him if they have a problem with getting-"

"No!" Light almost fell off the couch, eyes widening in horror. "Don't do that! It's working okay? It's working!"

Misa smirked. "Well that is good to hear. She snuggled in. "I love you Light. Misa loved you when she first saw you."

"Love at first sight does not exist Misa."

"It does!" She protested fiercely. "When you see the person, you just know that they're special, and that you want them and want to be with them, and it feels strange and exciting."

He was silent.

"But it's okay if you don't love me yet Light. I'm just happy being your girlfriend."

At that moment, Mikami's voice carried up the stairs.

"God! Misa! Dinner is ready!"

"Oh good," Misa said, rubbing her stomach. "Misa is starving."

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Mikami was not happy with the blonde hooker that was all over his God. If she hadn't come over, Light would have left, and Mikami wouldn't have been caught in such a humiliating situation.

Now he wouldn't be able to do it again, because God would be checking his thoughts. And probably also the underwear drawer.

Now he was too embarrassed to even be in God's presence.

"The food's on the table you two! I have an emergency call!"

"What's the emergency?" Asked Misa, who was walking down the stairs.

"The kids that vandalize the 'Welcome to Forks' sign were injured in a hit and run."

"Oh Soichiro!" Misa exclaimed, her hand going over her mouth.

"What was that?" asked Light, appearing in the kitchen.

"Nothing." Said Mikami. "Goodbye."

Misa and Light watched as the blur that was Mikami disappeared out the door.

"I guess he's still embarrassed about his behavior, as he should be." Light commented.

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"Can you play the piano for Misa Light?"

"Aren't you ever going home?"

"Play something really romantic please."

Light thought of one of his favorite piano songs.

"I think I've got it."

Misa lay on top of the piano as Light sat down to play.

His fingers began dancing over the keys as he started playing 'Requiem for a Dream'.

The music swelled and soared around him, this song was epic. It gave him the feeling that writing in the death note did. It was like the theme music of evil souls descending into the darkest recesses of hell.

"Such a…romantic song…" Misa said sleepily.

By the time he had finished, she was sound asleep.

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After he brought Misa home, he went to his room, prepared to judge criminals. He hadn't been killing as much lately, with all the recent distractions.

He put on some music, some gentler piano songs. He wanted to relax, he felt incredibly tense, and wasn't quite sure why.

He was about to open the desk drawer that concealed the death note, but was very glad he hadn't when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hello Light."

Light spun around. This time it really was L, and Light found himself shaking.

"L…what are you doing here?" He wondered if L had come with hopes of continuing what they had started. Light couldn't do that. He wouldn't risk it.

"I'm not really sure Light." L said simply, as he started to walk about the room, scanning it in a grid pattern. "I found myself worrying."

"L, if you're worried about me coming back I promise I won't. My behavior was… ridiculous. I'm sorry."

L was examining the piano, lifting up the cover to look inside it. "If I remember correctly Light, I acted in an equally ludicrous fashion. So please do not concern yourself." Light thought he saw a blush across L's cheeks, and was surprised. Was it possible L was just as confused about what happened as he was?

He was quickly distracted when L began inspecting the bookshelf, tapping on different books.

Light was starting to get a bit nervous.

"Are you looking for something?"

"Maybe. There's likely nothing to look for, the chances are so slim…that is a nice desk Light."

"Ah? Oh, thanks. It's old mahogany."

"Yes," L agreed. "Except the drawer on the right. It is made of newer wood."

Light froze. He had to remind himself to relax, to be calm, L was merely being observant.

"Nothing gets past you L. That drawer was damaged."

"How?" L slid it open slowly.

How!? Why did it matter how?! "Sayu did it. She's quite rough with furniture. It's an odd habit of hers."

Light was feeling panicky. L couldn't possibly notice there was something unique about the drawer could he? But he had zeroed in on it. Light needed to distract him quickly.

That's when he remembered the piano music playing in the background.

This would involve more ridiculous behavior, but it would be worth it.

He impulsively grabbed L's hand, pulling the boy against him. In his mind, he moaned in pleasure. But outwardly he was composed.

"Dance with me L." He made his voice sultry and alluring. He did have that ability when he wanted to utilize it. But he found it came easier than ever.

L said nothing, he just looked at him with enormous eyes.

Light gently moved L's hands to his own shoulders, and rested his hands on L's slim waist.

"I cannot dance Light."

"Oh, something L can't do? Impossible." Light teased. "I could always make you…"

Now L smiled. "You can't make me do anything."

"I don't know about that." Light gently dipped L nearly to the floor, feeling the other boy's arms tightening around his shoulders.

The anxiety he'd been feeling was lifting, as he brought the boy back to his feet.

Was this to distract L? Or himself?

He wasn't going to analyze it right now.

"What is this song Light," L breathed near his ear, as they began to move against eachother.

"It's by Yiruma. It's called…Kiss the Rain.

"I like the name." L said, pulling back slightly to make eye contact. "That's what kissing you is like Light."

The vampire felt a buzz like lightening in his veins.

"It's exciting," L brought his lips to one side of Light's neck. Light shivered.

"It's powerful," he kissed the other side.

"Ah- Light gasped.

"…And just slightly cold." With that, L's lips were on his, gentle and sweet.

The electric shivers only increased.

Light opened his mouth automatically, and L's tongue slipped in to explore it.

Once again, Light was overwhelmed hearing L's heartbeat, tasting his breathing, feeling the life in L.

He wished to be human at that moment, for the first time since he had been changed.

But even as L's hands tangled in his hair, caressed his jaw, Light was not one to regret anything for long.

"We have to stop now." He said, gently extricating himself.

L was looking at him thoughtfully, his eyes unusually bright. With arousal? Light wished he knew for sure.

"Let's go outside Light."

"At this hour? It's 10:00."

"Are you not a vampire Light? A creature of the night by definition?" L was amused. "I can always make you," he added.

"You can't make me do any-

But L had grabbed his arm and pulled him to the window, pushing it open in a smooth movement.

"Stay still." The dark eyed boy commanded.

He then walked behind the vampire and wrapped his arms around Light's neck, wrapping his legs around the younger teen's waist.

"L what on earth are you doing?" Light choked out.

"Jump," L demanded.

"Are you insane?"

"No Light, I am very sane. I am, however, not very patient," L said, squeezing his legs slightly tighter.

"Alright L," Light gave in. He did enjoy the feel of the warm body clinging to him. "Better hold on tight."

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Minutes later, they were standing in the uppermost branches of a tall pine tree. In the blackness of night, all the lights of the town could be seen, and the stars and moon reflected in the lake.

"This is as beautiful as I thought it would be." L said contentedly.

Light had to admit it really was something. He liked looking down at the world he protected. He really was like a god, observing life from on high.

He looked at L, who was standing with his eyes closed, the wind whipping his hair around his face. His lips were parted, as if he wanted to taste the air from up here.

Light bit his lip at the sight, the taste of his own blood doing nothing to help his dizziness.

People thought vampires were more beautiful than any human, but Light had to disagree.

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