Light's gaze was weak as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes for the last time before he would become Kira's slut. It pained the detective that Light had to do this, but it was the only way. He had his suspicions that this was not actually Kira, but in fact a pawn that could lead them closer to the killer himself. This guy certainly wasn't innocent, but he wasn't exactly Kira material either. ' Light, you're in safe hands. We'll be watching, and ready to step in if something happens. The minute he confesses, we'll end it for you.' L tried to reassure his lover, who then put on a brave face and knocked on the door. The man named Akio Hashimoto opened the door, and had obviously been informed by Akira because he welcomed Light in without a word. 'He's in his room,' he stated, before getting back to his TV programme.

Light found Akira sitting on his bed, smiling as he entered.

'Light! I'm glad you made it!' He exclaimed, and patted the spot next to him. 'Sit down! You must be tired after a full day's work!' The caramel haired man did as he was told, and sat next to Kira.

Despite the situation, he put a smile on his face and tried to respond with enthusiasm.

'Yeah, it's been a nightmare! Tonight was just what I needed to help relieve the stress of it all... I mean really, I'm looking for a notebook but nobody's seen it anywhere! '

'I might just be of some help there, but first, let's relieve some of that stress, shall we?'

It was only now that Light took Akira in properly. He had rather messy red hair, which was of a medium length but looked like it had been messed up on purpose, completely the opposite of L's black mop. His eyes, whilst they were a creepy shade of red, were inviting and warm. He had high cheekbones and a dashing smile to complete his face, surely this guy had a few male and female admirers. He wore a plain blue T-shirt with black jeans, and he was quite strong, judging by his 6 pack and prominent muscles. He was completely the opposite to L, everything about him was different. Light couldn't imagine himself ever desiring this man. As beautiful as he may be, L would always be more so in his eyes. But Akira didn't notice this, and began to kiss Light roughly on the mouth, his hands groping at his flesh. It was all so repulsive, he was so hungry for sex that he couldn't even make it the slightest bit romantic, he couldn't even have the decency to kiss him softly, or light some candles. L had been just as hungry for sex as Akira was, but he had self control and wanted to make Light's first time special. He couldn't help but compare Akira to L, they were polar opposites. He zoned out, letting Akira do all the world when suddenly he was being undressed. 'Do you have a condom? Lubrication? 'He asked, scared that he might be hurt.

'I didn't think of that...' The red haired man looked slightly sheepish.

'Don't worry, I bought some.' Light pulled out a condom and the strawberry lube that L had given him, in case of a situation like this. He knew L was listening and watching right now, he'd planted microphones and cameras all over the room during their visit earlier. It was kinda weird that he was being watched, but he felt a lot more secure knowing that his boyfriend was looking out for him, and ready to step in if needed. 'Be gentle,' He whispered, now stripped to the skin and extremely vulnerable. This guy was nothing but gentle. He didn't bother preparing him, or even kissing him, he just stuck it straight in. Light winced and gasped, the pain was almost unbearable. Unwanted tears sprang to his eyes as Akira started to thrust in and out of him, every thrust more painful than the other. Still, he had to act like he was enjoying it. He wiped away his tears, hoping that L hadn't seen, and tried to relax, and faked a few moans in the process. It wasn't until 5 minutes in when he realised that he'd be expected to orgasm too. There was no chance of this happening with things how they were, Akira kept missing his prostate and was just fucking him blindly. He began to think of L, thinking of his lover holding him in his arms, soothing and squirting cream on him. He didn't tell L that, but he loved the cream. He finally felt how lucky the detective's ice creams were, to be picked by him. At least he was getting somewhere now, and the pain was beginning to ebb away. L was so much better at this, he made Light feel like he was the only one that mattered, the only one that he wanted, whereas Akira just made him feel like some slut. It didn't matter though, all he could think of was L. How the detective had almost pushed him over the edge, and Light had fallen in love with him so easily. He couldn't imagine L making love to him like this, but he'd rather imagine him doing it than Akira. One thing led to another, and eventually, Light came, with a lot of help from his imagination. It was a weak orgasm, but was an orgasm nonetheless, and was enough to fool Akira, who came directly after him, and withdrew.

'You know, you're not half bad,' He murmured, pulling Light close to him.

'You're beyond not bad...' Light countered. His mouth was telling lies, but his brain was screaming the truth. Akira smiled. 'That stress all gone now?'

'Nearly, it's just the whole notebook thing...' He sighed, looking down. 'I'm going to lose my job soon if I can't get any information on it...'

He felt a hand on his shoulder. 'I can help you with that. One second...' The red eyed male walked over to his desk, and pulled out a black notebook, labelled 'Death Note '. 'I'll tell you a secret... If you write a person's name in this notebook whilst thinking of their face, they will die.'

'Are you serious?' Light was awestruck. So this was Kira's secret...

'Deadly serious. You can write down how a person dies too. It's really easy.'

Light was unsure of his next move. It was make or break time. 'If you don't mind me asking, Are you Kira?'

Akira laughed, looking at Light funnily. 'You could say that, but I'm only half of Kira. I control criminals in the world, whereas the other half controls the police forces. After all, there's no justice in this if we're arrested now, is there? '

'You're totally right. You know, I've always been a Kira supporter, you don't suppose I could meet the other half of Kira, could I?' Light smiled, looking devilish.

'I'm afraid not, I've never even met the other half of Kira, he just contacts me through emails and phone. He has to keep his identity top secret otherwise he could be caught.' Akira was certainly better educated than he looked, although he was still incredibly stupid for having sex with the detective that wanted him dead.

'And how did you know my name?'

'Thats simple, I made the eye trade with my shinigami and gained the shinigami eyes, so I can seen everybody's real names and time of deaths when I see their faces.'

'Wait, shinigami? ' This was new to him. Last him he checked, a shinigami was a god of death...

'Oh yes, the death note belongs to a shinigami. They drop them sometimes, and so the human that picks them up becomes the owner, until they decide otherwise or die.'

Light nodded, looking thoughtful. 'Ok, I think I've heard enough...'

L kicked down the door, gun in hand with Matt, Mello and Near in tow, all 4 of them wearing masks. They were smart enough to leave Matsuda at the HQ. 'Akira Sonobe, you're under arrest for the merciless murders of Kira. You don't have the right to remain silent and you don't have the right to a lawyer. If you cooperate, we won't have to shoot.' L announced, ignoring the fact that both men were still naked.

Light stood up, accepting the robe held out to him by Near, and slipped it on.

Akira seethed. 'You set me up! You did all this, you had fucking sex with me, and now you're arresting me! Bastard! I'll kill you!' He reached for the Death Note, but was tasered on either side of his torso by Matt and Mello, and dropped to the floor, twitching. Near walked over, bearing a pair of handcuffs, which he clicked around the culprit's wrists. They then proceeded to hoist him up and carry him out of the premises, picking up the Death Note on their way out. Akio Hashimoto Lay unconscious on the couch, drugged and peacefully unaware of the situation. As L and the others walked out, the forensic team walked in, and began clearing out and searching the place for evidence. Once in the car, Light was ambushed by 4 gay men, all congratulating him for his 'incredible performance' . 'You let them watch?' He asked L, a little embarrassed.

'Naturally. They weren't watching for the sex, don't worry, they're much more mature than that, they were looking out for any evidence, so I could divert my attentions to you.' L's reply was soft and honest.

'L, I just remembered something...' He said, a blank expression on his face.

'What is it?'

' I left the lube...'

'I guess we'd better go and buy some more then! Watari, could you take us back to the shop that we stopped at earlier please!' He called, eyes dancing.