A/N: This chapter is rated M, I guess. Sort of.
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The rooms above the bakery reminded Light of Misa's room. His stomach twisted into knots as he yanked the boots from his aching feet. Lawliet sat by the vanity, shoveling cake down his throat.

Lawliet suddenly broke the silence. "Why did you save me?"

"You know the answer."

"I just want to confirm my assumptions are correct. I'm about seventy-six percent sure, but I want you to confirm."

Light sighed, dreading the conversation ahead. "Lawliet, I told you the night we made love, and I've told you since; I love you. Maybe it' was Rem who connected us together, hell I don't know. But I've always loved you. I guess I was too scared to admit it when I was younger since queers ain't normal."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you believe homosexuality isn't normal? Because you've been taught it repedetedly in Sunday school?"

Light shrugged. He never thought about it much.

"Didn't they also tell you murder is a sin and only God can judge life and death?"

Before he could stop himself, Light was on his feet. The words leaked from his mouth in soft hisses. "You ain't got a right to judge me, Lawliet. I've done nothin' except help you. What I did in the past don't define what I do now. I ask for a second chance 'cause I understand what I did wasn't right. If you can't accept that, then don't expect me to help you no more. I ain't the evil son of a bitch you make me out to be. I just did what I thought, at the time, was right. Would you do any different?"

"Yes," Lawliet answered. "Obviously our views of right and wrong are excidingly different."

"What gives you more of a right to condemn me, then?"

"Light, I don't follow God's law," was all he answered.

That night, Light couldn't keep his eyes closed. He glanced down at the curled up Lawliet. The only time Light recognized him anymore was when he slept. Light sat up and slipped his legs off the bed. Although he didn't want to abandon Lawliet orginally, it seemed he had no other choice.

He tiptoed towards the door, praying there were no squeaky floorboards. He froze as he reached for the doorknob. What was he doing? He sighed and glanced back at Lawliet. A stream of moonlight bathed the pale boy's face. A small smile rested on his lips.

Light couldn't abandon him now. After everything they had been through, Lawliet needed him more than he was willing to say.

"Are you leaving?" Lawliet suddenly spoke.

"I was 'bout to."

"What's stopping you?"

"Do I really need to answer that?"

Light climbed back onto the bed. "You can sleep up here if you want. I'll move to the floor."

Lawliet didn't respond. Instead, he stood up, his lanky body swaying from exhaustion. Without a word, he crawled next to Light in bed and rested his head on the pillow. "A year ago, I would have envied myself," he murmured and closed his eyes. "But now it doesn't matter."

"Why not?"

"Do I really need to answer that?"

Light shot up from his position, nearly knocking the shocked Lawliet on the floor. "This isn't a game!" Light nearly shouted. "I'm sick and tired of you actin' like I'm going to betray you at any moment. I can't stop what I feel, and if you can, well good for fuckin' you. But I ain't gonna sit around and let you talk to me like I'm just some disgusting scum. I love you Lawliet, but I can't keep betrayin' myself. We have a destiny, but you can't seem to remember. Maybe you're the one who's actually evil-"

Suddenly, Lawliet shoved his lips against Light's, muffling his speech. Light toppled over, off the bed. His eyes widened as Lawliet crawled on top of him.

"Maybe you're correct," Lawliet said, wrapping his fingers in Light's hair. He yanked Light's head onto the floor, towering over him. "Rem informed us of our destiny, yet I can't accept it because I don't want to be connected to you. Even if I'm the betrayer, you are corrupt and you are scum." '

"Then why did you just kiss me?" Light shouted. His voice cracked as tears streamed from his eyes. "What gives you the right?"

"This right and wrong act must end," Lawliet said. "If we're ever going to make this work."

"Make what work?"

"The fountain's promise, Light. We were born to be champions of peace."

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH YOU KISSIN' ME!" Light shrieked, too hysterically to contain his frustration.

"I love you more than I care to admit, Light. I subdued my emotions using logic. But now I see reason can not explain the supernatural. And it certainly can not erase feelings."

The tears stopped as Lawliet kissed Light softly. Light slinked his arms around Lawliet's waist and, for a few hours, nothing mattered again. Light dreaded the morning, when Lawliet would again decide it was a mistake. But that didn't stop him.

Lawliet finally moaned as Light pushed inside of him.