Anything? Light raised one finely arched eyebrow and gave a beguilingly innocent smile to the dark haired Elementalist. Out of the corner of his view, he could see the spirits that L sent out upon entering. Clearly giving them leave to search in the hidden corners and back rooms of the building. Light's ability to see them was a gift of the power at the core of him.

None of the other patrons reacted or seemed to take note of them. It was a rare gift, one found only amongst those with a natural talent towards death or spirit magic. Light was very glad he'd made the decision to pursue this plan, rather than stay in the office upstairs, where he'd be sure to have singled himself out as suspicious to L's sneaky little minions.

He didn't let his annoyance show, maintaining the expression of a young person out on the town to have fun as he kept his attention on the mage before him. Let's see if you really mean that Mikami…let's test your resolve. Light was distracted suddenly as his eyes and surprisingly, Mikami's too, glanced up at the web that was forming above the room in the ether.

The Elementalist's gaze narrowed, darting back to Light's as a tendril began to slowly make its way down towards them. "I'm guessing this is part of what you might need help with? May I?"

Light nodded, watching in fascination as the other man quietly uttered a few words. The young brunette felt a small jolt of power in the atmosphere as the spell traveled outward from the man, stopping the tendril in its tracks and sending it scurrying back to the web above.

Two things immediately ran through Light's mind. The first, was that he'd chosen wisely when selecting Teru Mikami as the first person aside from Ryuk to know his secret. The second, was to wonder what his power would taste like as he drained it from his body. The unbidden idea made his stomach turn.

"What can I get you?" Ryuk interrupted Light's thoughts and gave him time to mask his own horrified expression from Mikami as the man turned to the tall bar owner with a slightly annoyed look on his face, clearly unhappy that they were being disturbed. The young man glanced up and saw Matsuda at the far end of the bar. Shit. I've got to come up with something fast…

"Nothing." The brunette snapped. "Just go before he decides to follow you over here." Light reached out to place his hand on Mikami's arm to gain his attention. The mage looked to him in confusion.

"Ryuk is my friend, the only other one besides you." He said pointedly. Mikami seemed appeased at the thought, so Light decided to stroke his ego a bit. "You've already begun to prove yourself to me." The brunette praised. "What you did just now…was that, aero magic?" He asked coyly, tucking a strand of his hair back as he looked up at the other man through his golden lashes.

Mikami smiled and nodded. "Yes, I-"

"Too late…on his way…I'm out…" Ryuk muttered. Light ignored him and kept all of his focus on Mikami.

"So…You'll do anything to help me? Really?" The brunette leaned forward, tilting his head to the side as he bit his lip. The mage gave a sharp intake of breath, eyes taking on a dreamy quality.

"Of course…" He breathed out.

"Keep that smile on your face for me, ok? It's just what I need from you right now." Light smirked as he scooted even closer, his hand sliding up the man's strong muscular thigh as he drew ever closer, watching as the man's pupils dilated at his touch. "Because…the Necromancer known as L is here with the police…" He whispered. "…and it's much better than I'm seen as some horny teenager out to get some than a suspected weapon of mass destruction. So…work with me, ok?"

Light closed the distance between them, their lips beginning to move against one another. The older male's hand moved to rest at Light's waist as his tongue begged entrance at the seam of the brunette's mouth. Light could feel the ever present flames of his power trying to spark inside him, a fire that greedily sought to taste the flavor of a powerful mage at the very edge of its reach. He forced himself to keep his shields tightly in place, knowing that if he let out even a trickle of his power with L this close, the man would identify Light as the prey he was seeking in mere moments.

The magic swirling inside him wanted to become a raging bonfire, to consume the man before him. Light knew in that moment, that if he wanted to, he could do it…not that he wanted to, but that he had the ability.

Holy fuck…what am I? His mind practically screamed.

You are a god… A dark voice whispered back.

"Light?"

"Oh my god! It is you!"

He broke away from the kiss, feigning surprise at Matsuda having 'found him out' instead of showing the terror that resonated deep within him at what he was becoming.

No…not what I'm becoming…

What I already am…

xxx

Light…

How amusing, considering he was surely the brightest thing to grace the darkness that surrounded the raven in a long time. There was something otherworldly about the boy's beauty in L's estimation. A promise of heavenly grace in his touch…

He felt dazed as he drew up next to them, giving a nearly imperceptible shake of his head as he tried to clear the foolish thoughts from it. He bit back a laugh at Matsuda's wide-eyed and shocked appearance as the NPA detective gawked openly at the young man.

"What are you doing here?" The young Empath hissed at the brunette, who blushed adorably and ducked his head in embarrassment as he quickly yanked his hand away from the dark haired mage's thigh. "Your father is here! If he sees you-"

"My dad!" Light exclaimed as his eyes darted around, rubbing at his neck nervously before shooting the attractive companion at his side an apologetic glance. "Please don't tell him I'm here Matsuda!" He whispered pleadingly, his gold flecked eyes meeting the police officer's once again, now ripe with the unshed beginnings of tears. "He'd never understand…"

Matsuda looked to L with worried eyes then back to Light, then to his…friend, who was at least four or five years older than the younger man. Hmm…is this kid even legal? The raven wondered curiously.

"Who is his father Matsuda?" L asked, activating the spell that allowed them to talk without anyone understanding their speech. "It's ok, the spell to mask our conversation is on at the moment."

Touta looked at him nervously then briefly at Light once more before answering. "Chief Yagami." L's eyes widened slightly, as he ran his thumb across his lower lip in contemplation. He'd forgotten that the Chief had a son. A daughter too if he wasn't mistaken.

Light just looked at them both with an expression of extreme annoyance now, arms crossed on his chest and pouting delectably in L's personal opinion, clearly frustrated that they were concealing their discussion from him. L still felt that nagging familiarity in the back of his mind as he caught the younger man's eyes, but now realized it was probably due to the familial connection between Light and the Chief. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, dissolving the spell for the moment before scrutinizing the group before him.

"I think it's past someone's bedtime. Maybe you should head home little Yagami, before daddy catches you here making out with mages." Light's face was indignant, nearly palpable anger spilling out from him as he glared at the older male. L smirked, noting the gold flecks in his amber hued irises catching in the lights briefly, giving them the faintest of glows. Hmm, such a pretty little thing…maybe…

Nope, don't even go there.

"Go…out the back. Quickly now, before I change my mind." He gestured dismissively with a wave of his hand. The brunette scowled, but didn't hesitate to get up from his stool, briefly shooting a glance at the dark haired mage who gave the young man an understanding nod before Light turned to leave.

"Hmph…whatever…" Light muttered petulantly as he passed by L, brushing his shoulder ever so slightly in the tight, busy space surrounding the bar. The detective's breath hitched, eyes going wide as a current of power passed between them, the faintest hint of death magic leaving its taste on the raven's tongue. L's arm shot out, grabbing the young man's wrist and stopping him in his tracks. The Necromancer's gaze shifted to take in the puzzle in his grasp with growing fascination.

"Let. Go. Of. Me…" Light muttered lowly, not meeting L's gaze.

L's eyes bled to dark pools of liquid silver as he leaned in closer, running his thumb in a circle to press down on the smooth, soft skin of his wrist. "What are you Light Yagami?" He practically purred in the brunette's ear, evoking a slight shudder from the young man. Does he even realize he may be a Necromancer? There's so few of us… Is he hiding his ability or is it just undeveloped?

"I said to let me go!" Light growled out, yanking his arm away with an impressive show of strength to continue forward quickly, not stopping as he headed for an archway with an exit sign over it towards the back. L watched him go, eyes narrowing.

Why are you really here? Something isn't right… He took a step in the young man's direction, intending to follow after him, curiosity thoroughly peaked.

"Ryuzaki…are you ready to go? I think I've completed my assessment." Matsuda interjected, pulling him back from his wayward thoughts and forcing his attention to turn once more to the NPA detective, who had a concerned expression on his face. "I hope Light's ok…"

Another time I suppose…

Yes, after all, it's not like I don't know how to find you now, Light. A small smile tugged at the corner of L's mouth as he nibbled his thumb thoughtfully. "I'm sure he'll be fine." He replied sharply to Matsuda, eyeing the mage at the bar a final time with clear distaste. The dark haired male had turned his back, resuming the consumption of his drink and ignoring both of them.

"Let's go."

xxx

Light tried to stay calm, ducking into an alcove near the back and watching as L and Matsuda headed for the exit not a minute later, the Necromancer's barely perceptible spirits whisking down to follow him out. Once the wards finally closed behind the man again, the brunette slumped against the wall.

Ryuk? Light reached out to the bar owner.

Light…are you ok?

Yeah, I just…that was pretty much worst case scenario and we made it through, so that's something, huh?

Mmm…yes, but… Ryuk's voice sounded…worried. I'm heading your way. We should get you out of here.

What's wrong? Light asked with clear concern at the other mage's tone. He knew that something else was up with the dark haired Illusionary mage and wondered exactly what he was missing.

He obviously picked up on something Light. The young man could practically hear the exasperated sigh in the man's mind. I honestly think he would've followed you if the other detective hadn't suggested that they wrap things up…he stared after you with the oddest look on his face. Creeped me the fuck out. Light gave a slight derisive snort as Ryuk finally rounded the corner. They quickly proceeded to ascend the staircase to the office together.

"He doesn't know shit…" Light scoffed, his resolve wavering as he met the other man's skeptical expression. "Shut up…" He snapped. Ryuk chuckled softly as they reached the landing, proceeding ahead of him on the narrow walkway.

The golden eyed brunette was mere moments from entering the office when he felt a soft warm wind wrap around him, caressing him…intimately. Light gasped and looked over the balcony to catch the smirk that Mikami shot him as he vacated his place at the bar and headed for the exit.

The wind whispered in his ear, a message borne on it from the other man's lips, which remained fixed in the barest of smiles as he walked the floor. Let me know anytime you need my help again… Mikami's voice echoed softly. As suddenly as it was there, the warmth enfolding him was gone, causing him to shiver as the room's temperature dropped drastically around him.

Light's eyes narrowed in annoyance, flashing gold for the briefest of moments before he turned on his heel and went into the office. I need to head home. I can't take the chance that Matsuda or L will rat me out. He shoved his books and laptop into his bag as Ryuk looked on from where he lay on the couch, lazily observing the young man's efforts to flee the scene with an amused smile on his face.

"Hey Light-o…"

"What Ryuk?" The brunette bit out as pulled his jacket on and slung his bag over his shoulder, glancing back at the spiky haired mage. "I really don't have time for-"

Ryuk threw a key at Light, startling him into silence. "Top left hand drawer of the desk…"

Light walked over and unlocked it, intrigued at what the Illusionary mage was revealing to him. He slid open the drawer and his eyebrows rose in surprise as he shot a quick look to the other man. Seriously, Ryuk? Light took out the object and examined it. Where did he get this…?

"Just a little something…in case you really run into trouble." Ryuk muttered nonchalantly, not meeting his eyes. "You know how to use that right?" Light nodded rapidly. "I'll want it back eventually…so don't lose it."

"Thank you Ryuk…" He mumbled as he slipped it in his pocket.

"Don't mention it. Now get out of here. I'll see you tomorrow, eh?" The brunette gave him a slight nod and a smile before heading out, rapidly descending the stairs and making his way to the back exit of the bar.

This is all going to work out. Light thought with a small smile as he pushed open the door to the alley. I'm sure of-

The young mage forgot how to breathe as his gaze took in the face before him. L's charcoal hued eyes burned through him from where he stood a short distance from the back exit door, a knowing smirk graced his lips, angering Light to a boiling point within seconds.

"Can I help you?" The brunette snapped out. "Actually, forget it, I don't think I really feel like helping out pervy stalker types tonight…" Light started to walk out of the alley and was blocked by a swirling wall of spirits.

It was tempting…sooooo tempting just to try and break through the wall with his own power, but Light knew he was still gaining control and it would definitely give him away to do a thing like that. Instead he turned to face L with an exasperated sigh. "What then? Out with it. Are you going to tattle on me to my father or something?"

L chuckled and strode towards him. "I had spirits surrounding the building…" He murmured. "…even when Matsuda and I were inside, so when I asked my 'friends' here…" He gestured to the etherious mass of wisps in the air. "…if a certain young man matching your description had exited the bar and headed home, they informed me that no one had left."

The Necromancer cocked his head to the side, running his thumb across his lower lip as he examined Light critically before continuing to advance upon him. "I hoped we could talk about what happened in there."

Light felt his back hit the brick of the building, dropping his bag to the ground. He hadn't even realized he'd been retreating from the other man. What is it about this guy? I feel so off balance around him. His eyes widened, unable to stop his breath from coming out slightly faster. It can't possibly be true…about Necromancers and the effect their power can have on an Angelu-

"Why are you scared Light? What are you hiding?" The man's voice coaxed teasingly, eyes speculative as he drew to within a foot of the young man, putting a hand on each side of him on the wall and leaning into his space.

The brunette flared with rage at the accusation. "Maybe I just don't like you." He growled out lowly in reply, reaching up with both hands to push the other man away from him. "Ever think of that, L?" Light felt a current of magic pass through between them as they touched once more before he shoved L hard and watched as the man sailed back from him. The man's eyes went wide as he flew through the air, surprise clear on his face at the strength in the young mage as he tumbled to the ground halfway across the alley.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Ohmygod…what the hell? Light stared down at his hands. Obviously there was going to be a bit of a learning curve with this new development. As he looked worriedly at L, who was picking himself up off the ground with a broad grin on his face even as he worked to catch his breath. Light felt a spike of fear shoot through him and wondered if he was going to even have a chance to figure out what this new found strength meant.

Oh shit…I'm so dead… The young man slid a hand in his pocket, fingers wrapping around the potent magical item that he'd hoped to wait a bit longer to use. I don't want to hurt anyone…maybe I can still talk my way out of this, convince him that-

"Light Yagami…"

L smiled darkly at him before whispering something under his breath that caused the spirits in the alley to swirl restlessly, gathering around the Necromancer.

"How do you know my real name?"

Shit…

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