Please review! It genuinely helps keep me going, so if you like the story or think there's something I can improve, let me know. Otherwise it's hard to stay motivated.
Also, fun fact: I learned that Near and Mello were originally going to be L's sons, but they changed it to them being his successors instead because they couldn't imagine L having children. Now you know.
Ellie May's P.O.V.
It was every fangirl's dream to be whisked away by her favorite character, and I was living it. Jealous? You should be. L is a good kisser. Plus, he tasted like candy, and his hair was incredibly soft.
We pulled up to his new 'house' which was actually more like a mansion. It had three stories and the architecture was grand and modern. The driveway, which hid behind a massive iron gate, led its way through a small grove of trees arching over the pavement. It provided a lot of privacy, even as we were approaching the building. I didn't even know they had buildings like this around here, that's how well hidden it was. It would be interesting to know how Lawliet found this place.
I noticed a massive amount of security cameras. I was sure that there were plenty of lasers and sensors to go with them. If anyone was serious about security, it was L. I wondered if he'd have cameras through the whole of the house. He better not have put any in my room.
When we reached the end of the driveway we'd pulled up to a curved marble staircase that lead to an ornate wooden door. I couldn't help but notice it was missing a doorknob. Instead, in the center of the door was set a small device. L pressed his thumb to it and a doorknob appeared. I reached for it, but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me.
"You don't want to touch that," he explained, "If anyone touches it it'll give them an electric shock and put the entire building on lockdown. It's to prevent imposters from using my fingerprint."
I gaped at him, unsure of what to say to that. Instead I just nodded, assuring him that I understood. He released my hand and instead reached up to pull away one of the door's decorative panels. It unhinged like a cabinet, revealing another type of device. L placed his eye in front of it and it flashed a bright light. I figured It must be a retinal scanner. This was some serious stuff. When the device had concluded that L was in fact L, the door opened on its own to allow us entry.
The inside was even grander than the exterior. The first thing I saw were two curved staircases circling a Greek-looking statue. They led upwards to a second floor. Above us hung a crystal chandelier, making the whole room shine. Everything was lined with a gold trim. I had to actively keep from letting my mouth drop open.
Watari disappeared the moment we entered the building, leaving me alone with my favorite person in the world. "So," I started, turning to face him, "where's my room?"
He looked upwards, "You will be living on the top floor. I will be on the second. If you need Watari for anything, he has taken to the basement. This area we are in now is where we will work to defeat Kira."
"Defeat Kira? But he's dead. He doesn't even exist here."
"I was dead too."
My face fell. I'd nearly forgotten. L must be expecting him to show up at any moment. I couldn't even imagine what it must be like to lie in wait for your murderer to come. That's why he has all the security. "I'm sorry," I looked down at my feet.
"There is no doubt that Kira will come. I have two rules: First, I am never wrong. Second, if I'm wrong… back to the first rule. The only thing we don't know is when and how he will arrive. My theory is that he will appear in your dorm room closet, just as Watari and I had. I am going to set up surveillance there to keep tabs on what is happening."
"But how can you be so sure that he's coming? Rem killed both you and Watari, then she turned into a pile of grey sand. Ryuk was the one who wrote Light's name in his death note, so the circumstances were completely different. Maybe that's all there is to it."
I am proud to say that L looked mildly impressed, if not slightly annoyed.
However, he also looked like he was hiding something. Then again, that could just be how his face perpetually was, it's honestly hard to tell.
"If you wish to be a part of this you're going to have to learn to trust me."
I desperately wanted to. My only qualm was that his character was often described as him being quite the liar. He was, by nature, dishonest. "I will if you promise me one thing."
"Oh? And what would that be?"
I took his hand and looked him directly in the eye, "Promise that you will never lie to me."
"If I do, will you promise me something in return?"
"Oh? And what would that be," I imitated him. My impression was hilariously spot on.
"Trust that everything I say and do are specifically to protect you. Do not question me if I ask that you leave something alone." His voice was dark and serious. I wondered what he could possibly mean by that.
I nodded my head, "Deal." I knew I'd regret this later. I was the type to be far too curious for my own good. But, for his sake, I'd have to refrain from asking too many questions. Just as long as he didn't get himself hurt in the process.
"Well, now that that's settled," I said, changing the subject, "Why don't you show me to my room. I'd love a tour." I latched onto his arm and let him lead me around the house.
To be frank, he was a terrible tour guide. Mostly he just walked through the rooms and didn't say anything. But at least I got a good idea of the layout. I was ecstatic to discover that this place had an indoor pool, as well as a home theatre. I knew where I'd be spending most of my time from now on.
When we reached my room I immediately started sifting through the boxes full of clothes that had mysteriously arrived before I did. I invited L to go swimming with me, and to my delight, he agreed. He left to let me change and I donned my favorite swimsuit and goggles.
By the time I found my way back to the pool, L was already there. Somehow he'd found time to buy a swimsuit. I wasn't even surprised anymore. What caught the majority of my attention though was Lawliet himself. He was thin, but not unhealthy. In fact, he seemed surprisingly fit. I found it difficult to avoid staring. That's when I remembered I was his girlfriend and I could stare at him all I want. Aw, yes. Life was good.
I made my way to the diving board at the deeper end of the pool and jumped in, forcing my body to get used to the cool water all at once. It felt nice and refreshing.
I spotted L under the water swimming towards me, so I moved to a point where my feet could comfortably touch the ground. The moment he broke the surface I pounced, pulling him into another kiss.
He didn't protest. Instead he pulled me closer to him. Our lips danced together in a perfect ballet, only breaking apart now and again for air. His hands wandered a little too far down my back but, to my own surprise, I found that I didn't mind. I'd never been quite so comfortable with someone after so short a time. We spent the next half hour like that, until someone cleared their throat, interrupting us again.
Dang it, Watari, you keep doing this.
I looked up to see him standing in the doorway, his eyebrow raised questioningly. Once he had L's attention, he said, "The surveillance has been set up in the closet like you asked. Only a few moments after I left something appeared on the screen. You might want to take a look."
We exited the pool and dried off using the pile of towels on a nearby shelf. This place was like a fancy hotel. Watari gave me a pointed look as I walked passed him out the door way. I just gave him a playful wink and followed L down the hall into a dark room filled with computer screens and expensive-looking tech that I was unfamiliar with. On one of the screens it showed the inside of my old closet. There was a man lying pounding on the door, yelling to be let out.
It was none other than Soichiro Yagami.
L pressed a button and spoke into a microphone, his voice modified to hide his identity as usual, "Soichiro Yagami."
Yagami stopped pounding and looked around, searching for the source of the noise. "Who is that? Why am I locked in here?" he found the camera and glared at it, obviously angry at being stuck there.
"It's quite alright, Mr. Yagami. You know me well enough. This is L."
"L? That's not possible. L is dead. He was murdered by Kira!" He practically growled.
"That's correct," Lawliet confirmed.
"So who are you then?" Yagami demanded.
"Everything will be explained soon. Watari will come to collect you; please try to calm down until then." L released the talk button and sent Watari off to bring our newest development to the house. "I think it would be best if we got dressed."
I agreed and we went to our respective rooms. My hair was still dripping, so I tied it up into a towel on my head and changed into an old pair of jeans and a red T-shirt with my college logo on it. When I was ready I looked out my window and saw the car driving back up the driveway. That certainly didn't take long.
I raced downstairs. I wanted to beat chief Yagami to the control room so I could see his reaction. The definition of the word surprise would undoubtedly be rewritten with just a picture of Yagami's face when he sees L. This ought to be good.
Once again, L was already there by the time I got to the control room. He was in the same outfit he always wore, only his hair was still soaked and he had a towel sitting limply on top of his head. I let out a small laugh. "You need to learn how to use a towel."
He gave me a questioning look and I reached over to dry his hair properly. He didn't stop me when I grabbed the towel and massaged it over his wild hair, getting rid of the majority of the water.
When I was almost done, he grabbed my arm and knocked my feet out from under me. I let out a yelp of surprise, awaiting my imminent collision with the floor. Except that it never came. Instead, L was holding me in a sort of weird dip, pressing his lips to mine. Once I realized I was not doomed to fall I kissed him back with equal enthusiasm.
I'm noticing that this is becoming a pattern of behavior; L kept doing stuff like this. Maybe it was just a honeymoon phase thing, but goodness I hope not. He can feel free to startle me like this forever if he wants.
I heard shouting in the hallway. I broke off to look in the direction of the voice.
"What is going on," it said, "I demand you tell me right now. How are you still alive?" I recognized the voice as none other than chief Yagami.
L let me stand up and sat down in his chair, biting at his thumbnail.
"Right this way, and all will be explained." Watari's calm voice directed the frenzied detective to the door. He opened it, allowing Yagami entry.
Soichiro stormed through the doorway, fire in his eyes. But when he saw Lawliet, he stopped, his jaw dropping in shock. "Ryuzaki?"
"The alias Ryuzaki is compromised. Here you will refer to me as Laurence." L adopted the name I'd used to explain his presence to my roommates. I was kinda proud, to be honest.
"How is this possible? You died. We buried you."
"If I am not mistaken, you died as well. Do you not remember?" If it were possible for him to look any more surprised, the chief most certainly would have.
He didn't have an answer for that, so L continued, "You, Watari and I have all somehow been taken into an alternate dimension. There is a good chance that it has something to do with our deaths. However, if that is not the case, then there is no telling who or what else may appear at any given time."
"An alternate dimension? What do you mean by that?"
L explained about the manga and how I had been the one to find him in the first place. He told chief Yagami everything that had happened, leaving out the more… personal points in the story.
"Maybe we should show it to him," I suggested, "It'd be easier for him to grasp if he could just see for himself."
"Yes, I believe you're right. Watari, please escort Mr. Yagami to the TV room and turn on Death Note. It would be best if the both of you watched the whole thing." They turned to leave. "Oh, and Mr. Yagami," L added, "try not to get too upset over what you see."
They left and L grabbed a chocolate bar from a pile of sweets that I hadn't noticed until now. How did he not have diabetes by now? I was a bit hungry so I grabbed one as well and nibbled on the treat.
"He's not gonna be happy when he learns that you were right about his son all along," I commented.
"No, I suppose he won't be," he took a rather large bite, eating half the bar at once. With his mouth still full of chocolate he said, "How about a game of chess?"
There was no possible way I could last ten seconds against him in a strategy game like chess. "It wouldn't be much fun for either of us, you'd win too easily."
"Regardless," he leaned forward, "I'd love to play."
I sighed, "whatever floats your boat I guess. But don't expect much."
He stood up and left the room, returning a few minutes later with a chess board. I watched as he methodically set up the pieces, holding each one in his eccentric way.
"He who strikes first wins. Why don't you start?" He gave me the white side, signaling for me to start the game. I prepared to be annihilated.
Three moves later he had already won. "I told you," I said, "I can barely play this game against a normal person, let alone a certifiable genius."
"It's all a matter of thinking ahead of your opponent," he explained, "you need to consider every possible outcome before making your move." He set the pieces back into the starting position, "care to try again?"
We played for hours, with him winning each time. There was one point where I thought I had him, but it turned out just to be a trap. I was beyond frustrated by the time Watari called us in for dinner.
Food… Yes, good. I needed something other than sweets to sustain me, unlike a certain raven-haired detective I happened to know. Despite my grumpy attitude at having sat through hours of painful defeat, I still felt the impulse to intertwine my fingers with his as we walked to the dining room.
We came to a room with a large table. One end was covered in mouthwatering foods, still steaming and fresh. The room was filled with a pleasant aroma. My stomach growled greedily. Watari and Yagami were already sitting down, waiting for us. I noticed Yagami's eyes briefly flicker to our interlocked hands, an interested eyebrow raised.
L sat down and didn't bother with ceremony. He dove right in. I took the invitation to follow suit, gladly stuffing my face with whatever this was. I didn't recognize a single dish, but it was delicious and that's all that mattered.
Yagami didn't seem very hungry, nor was he particularly talkative. Three guesses why.
"So, Mr. Yagami," L bit some sort of pastry and talked with his mouth full, "how are you enjoying the show?"
Oh, L, you idiot.
"Enjoying?" the chief growled, "How could I enjoy something that suggests my son is a killer?"
'Not just any killer… a genocidal psychopath,' I had to refrain from saying out loud.
Unfortunately, Lawliet had less of a filter, "Was. He gets caught in the end and dies." He took another comically large bite.
"And how would you know that," he asked angrily, "you died midway through the investigation."
"Please calm down Mr. Yagami. It may be true that I died, but I also watched the anime to the end. Everything that it showed matched perfectly with my own memory. This suggests that everything the anime shows in this world was exactly what happened in ours. That includes your son being Kira."
Poor chief Yagami was so angry he couldn't even speak. He stormed out of the room, leaving his plate untouched. L responded by taking Yagami's cake and scarfing it down impressively fast.
I felt bad, but L was right. Whether Yagami liked it or not, Light was – and always would be – Kira. Obviously, he'd need some time to adjust. I decided I'd better steer clear of him until his head was level again.
We finished dinner and I went up to my room to unpack. I still had a lot of things to put away. L went into the control room to work on who-knows-what, so I spent the rest of the evening by myself. Once most my things had been properly dispersed around my new room I figured I'd better get some homework done. I worked on it until I fell asleep at my desk.
That night I had the strangest dream about Light in the Shinigami realm…