A/N: Last chapter for the night. Remember, there may not be a chapter tomorrow.

Well, goodnight my readers, hope you enjoy, and stay awesome!

(L P.O.V)

I wasn't too into my current case at the moment. All I could think about were my past mistakes and how they were effecting my present. Light hadn't called or texted once since my outburst and now I was looking at just disappearing and going back to England. Obviously Light wanted someone more… well… ready for him.

I knew Wammy could sense my despair and more than once offered to take me out of the house and try to forget everything. But I didn't have the heart to do it. Everything just made me more and more depressed.

Maybe I should just leave. Forget Light and everyone else. Why would he care about me anyway? He doesn't care enough to show his affections to me around anyone. Anyone who knows about us found out by accident. If it were up to him we'd still be hiding up in his room away from the world and wandering eyes. I was just a tool for him… an experiment.

Wammy set down some cake in front of me but I declined it. This made him speak up.

"L, you haven't eaten anything this entire weekend. You know that's dangerous for you, especially with your low blood sugar. Please eat something."

I wrapped my blanket around me a bit more. I was freezing cold and weak, but still I wouldn't eat anything. My stomach churned too much to eat sweets or cakes.

The old man sighed, standing up from his sitting position. "I'm afraid, L, if you don't eat something we'll have to revert to more drastic measures."

I shuddered at that thought. I knew what he meant and I wasn't fond of it. I wasn't fond of needles in general, but I had an emergency glucose pen that I was supposed to use if I ever was unable to eat sweet foods, which didn't happen very often.

I forced myself to take the piece of cake in front of me and start eating. It made me sick to my stomach but I'd sooner feel sick than be stabbed.

Once I was finished with that, I went back to my case. I'd only been half paying attention to it when someone knocked at our door.

Working as quickly as I could, I packed up and divided all of L's equipment and went back to resting on the couch. I suddenly realized how much sugar I was truly needing because I was tired just putting away laptops and paperwork.

I listened in on Wammy's conversation with whoever was at the door.

"Ah, if it isn't Light Yagami!" He said excitedly.

Light? What was he doing here? He'd only ever visited my place once and immediately we never came back here. Not because he hated it… but because he loved it.

I admit my house was spacious. A large living room, backyard, and two master bedrooms, one for Wammy and the other for me if I ever needed sleep. Plus I decorated it with only the finest of equipment. Large, flat-screen television, granite counter tops, a few marble walls, and king sized beds, tables, chairs… well… king sized everything if that was possible. In a big house, I needed something to fill it all.

I continued listening in on them.

"I'm incredibly sorry to disturb you today," Light's voice came up, "but I'd like to speak with Ryuzaki, if I might."

"Of course. He's in the living room. He's a bit under the weather, though, so I advise you to be careful while speaking with him."

"Will do."

It was a few more minutes before the brunette himself came into my sights. I had to pretend like I didn't hear him just a moment ago by the door.

"Light? What are you doing here?"

He sat down on the floor beside the couch, making sure to keep eye contact with me. "I came here to apologize for what I said. It was absolutely stupid of me to say something like that, especially when I didn't know your thoughts on it. It was completely and utterly senseless of me. And I want you to know that I don't care about your past with anyone else." He grinned at me. "Because all that matters is what we have right now. And I'm so sorry I was too dense to see that sooner."

I smiled a little at him. "Apology accepted."

He smiled happily before digging into his bag and gently handing over a small wooden box to me. "Here, open it. It took a few hours to make, but it was well worth the time and effort."

I was a little confused by this until I opened the box.

In it was a rose, but it wasn't like any other rose. It was made of flavoured sugar. I could even smell the small hint of strawberry coming from it. It was honestly so well made I couldn't bear the thought of eating it. This may have been the first candy that I never wanted to eat.

I closed the lid and set the box down somewhere as carefully as I could before throwing myself at Light and kissing him passionately. No one had ever been this romantic with me and I loved it!

When I finally backed off for air he laughed happily at me. "I take it you like it?"

I pecked his lips. "I love it, Light! Where on earth did you get it!?"

"Like I said, it was made for you. I have a friend who does that stuff at a bakery. They basically make things out of pure sugar, add some flavouring to it, and then put it on the cake. I had to beg him to work overnight with me to finish it before the weekend ended. It's kind of why I didn't text you all weekend. I'm sorry."

I kissed him again to shut him up. "Don't even worry about it. I'm more than happy that you just thought about me at all."

He grinned at me, brushing my hair back. "Of course I thought about you. I always think about you." He kissed my cheek and I melted into his touch. "I love you, Ryuzaki."

The way he'd said that was so much different than when Derek had ever said it to me. It was meaningful, loving, and warm. He didn't say it because he had to… he said it because he wanted to.

I felt my heart quiver in delight at this. "Do you mean that?"

He locked lips with mine passionately before answering. "More than anything."

I smiled at him in pure joy. "I love you, too."

Our lips locked once again and I don't know how long it was before we broke apart. I had to believe Light cared for me more than I was willing to. Others may have hurt me in the past, but Light was the only one to truly make up for his mistakes. I somewhat wondered to myself how long this would last. But… I had to try and believe in him. He was already a million times better than Derek was, but would he still love me if I told him who I really was? If he knew I was L?

He'd once said that L was his idle. Before I asked him whether or not he wanted to join me in England… I had to know who he would choose.

L? Or Ryuzaki?

If he chose L, then it was all purely for selfish reasons. If he wanted to stay with Ryuzaki, then his heart was true.

And I had a plan to see which one of my personas he wanted more.