"What does his magic taste like to you?" L murmured to his ghostly companions as he took in the terrified looking brunet across from him.
Death… The spirits whispered back as they drew close to him, growing agitated. Like you…
Well isn't that interesting… Further confirming his earlier suspicions regarding Light and sending a thrill through him at the idea of potentially uncovering a hidden gem of death magic during the course of the investigation.
Necromancy was not, shall we say, the most appreciated vein of magic. In Japan, it was widely viewed as dark, unseemly. Those who practiced any sort of death magic here were often ostracized and outcast. Aside from the fact that there weren't a high number of powerful Necromancers in the world, it was another reason why L was brought in for cases like this, rather than the NPA utilizing someone in Japan. Any local resource likely kept to themselves, quietly practicing in secret or for hire through less legitimate channels.
Could it really be that he's been hiding his true self, a natural gift from everyone he knows? L's eyes narrowed. But that still doesn't explain the strength or…
"How do you know my real name?"
"I'm not sure you'd believe anything I say right now. Clearly you have no problem cornering young men in dark alleys and harassing them, so I doubt what comes out of my mouth will dissuade you from whatever course of action you've already decided to take." Light snapped out with only a hint of shakiness to his voice, lifting his chin haughtily as he picked up his bag once more and slung it over his shoulder. L's breath caught, unable to help admiring the view before him. The way the moon crept into the alley and peeled through the evening fog to spill across the young man's cheekbones as his face tilted heavenward.
God, he's beautiful…like an ang-
L's fists clenching at his sides as pieces clicked into place and he forced himself to steady his breathing.
No. No fucking way.
It couldn't possibly be this easy.
He would never have imagined that Chief Yagami's son could be the Angelus Mortis, but as his brilliant mind rapidly worked through the bits of evidence he'd seen so far that night, he was increasingly suspicious.
Ok, what are the facts here? He's the right approximate age, check. He's out at a highly suspicious mage bar, check. He's clearly hiding some sort of death magic abilities, check. Either knows a spell to increase his strength or is stronger than normal, check. Is really fucking pretty and…oh god, check.
But…
It's not enough… L's brow furrowed. He needed to gather more evidence before accusing the son of the Chief of the NPA of being an Angelus Mortis…
Of being Kira.
Of being a mass murderer.
He nibbled on his thumb as he gazed into the amber hued eyes that still held a hint of anxious fear, though it was obvious Light was trying to hide it. L began to doubt himself as he searched the gold flecked irises.
These are not the eyes of someone who's been going around killing people for the last month and if I'm wrong, this will all go sideways. The police certainly won't trust me anymore. I need to be absolutely positive.
"Enlighten me…" L finally responded, a smirk ghosting across his lips. "I promise I will keep an open mind, I assure you." The young man let out an annoyed huff, clearly unconvinced as he raised an eyebrow skeptically at the older mage.
"Look, it's late, ok?" He waved to the darkened streets and swiftly deepening fog in the cool night. "I just want to go home and-"
"Light, no one here in Japan is aware of who I really am or my real name." He dispersed the spirits swirling around him with a wave of his hand. Surprise flashed through Light's eyes at the move, which he quickly masked. "They all think I'm Ryuzaki, L's apprentice. Even your father doesn't know who I am." L kept his voice low, expression apologetic as he shrugged and tried to appear as inoffensive as possible, palms open and clearly empty, as he took a small step forward.
"So…" He drawled. "You can imagine that it's very disconcerting to find that you happen to possess this knowledge." L explained calmly. "And it would help me if I could understand how you came to acquire this information?" He looked to Light hopefully, eyes wide and innocent as he took another step towards the brunet. Yes Light, c'mon…you can trust me. He smirked internally.
Light bit his lip as he absorbed the man's words, smiling ruefully as he cocked his head to the side, peering at L thoughtfully. "You wouldn't happen to believe me if I told you it came to me in a dream, would you?" He murmured.
L stared blankly at the young man for a moment before breaking out into laughter. Oh Light…dreaming of me are you? The mage smiled wickedly at the brunet. This one is too much fun to play with. "I hope it was a very nice dream…" A blush bloomed across Light's cheeks at the statement.
"No…I didn't…" The younger man's jaw tightened as he grew angry, fists clenching at his sides. "That's not what I meant you pervert! I'm guessing that's a no then…"
"Hmph…try again, Light. I've got all night." L spread his arms wide, gesturing to the darkness and fog surrounding them in the dim moonlit alley.
Light sighed, his brow furrowing for several seconds in quiet contemplation. "Well, unfortunately, I don't…L." The brunet smirked as he saw the flash of annoyance run through L's eyes at the blatant use of his moniker once again.
"And my parents always warned me about talking to strange men, so…" He drawled, mocking L's tone from earlier. Light's eyes quickly darted upward before looking back to the Necromancer once more. "Good night L." Light murmured.
A cheeky wink was the last thing the mage saw before the fog that had been slowly building around their feet during their conversation rose up all around him, forming opaque walls on all sides, trapping him within.
"Light!" Dammit! L looked up to where Light had been gazing and saw a dark form on the rooftop. Wait…is that the mage from the bar? The raven was unable to confidently make out any distinguishable features as he noticed that the top of his cage was beginning to seal as well.
"Don't hurt him." He heard Light call out to the man above before his own footsteps began to rapidly move away, heading towards the main street.
"Keep it from closing…Marie follow him." He muttered angrily, sending one of his trusted spirits to track the boy while several of his other incorporeal friends assisted in his escape from the foggy tomb.
The detective made a circular gesture with his fingertips and sent a pulse of energy into directing them where he needed them to go to hold it. In moments, the spirits who'd rushed forth to assist their master had built a circle of energy to maintain the opening as he'd asked.
L smiled darkly up at the man on the ledge, just daring him to try something else as his irises bled to dark pools of liquid silver that glinted as the moon hit them, latching on to his target easily as his magic built up around him, pressing at the walls of his cage. "Mark him so my eyes may find him, even in the darkest night." He whispered the incantation to one of his oldest spirits, a skilled hunter and tracker that went by the name Sawyer.
He felt the spirit respond to his call and watched a flash of a wisp dart towards the rooftop. The dark haired male atop the nearby building didn't even know what hit him, when the apparition marked him, delivering a glancing blow that had enough force to knock him back from the edge with a yelp.
L chuckled as the fog began to fade. He pressed a hand against it and was pleased when his fingers passed through. "A little help my friends? To clear the way?" The glow in his eyes began to fade back to their dark charcoal once more as the spell did. As the alley grew free from the fog, he stood alone and sighed in frustration, but began to walk to the main road.
He reached out with his power to feel for Marie and felt a sharp stab as his connection to her energy was severed. His other spirits hissed as they felt it reverberate through the web of power L shared with them.
Another…
There is another…
He is here…
Him…
The chorus of his spirits panicked voices rose in his ears. "Silence!" He ordered as he pulled out his phone and dialed Quillish.
"Yes, L-"
"Watari…bring the car around to the alley. We need to find the address for the Yagami family. I have a suspect, their son, Light." L explained as he reached the street and waited impatiently for the other man to reach him. "He may just be a death magic user or necromancer, but I need to confirm either way."
"Alright, I'll be there momentarily." L knew they needed to follow the most likely route that Light took on the way there.
As the towncar pulled up, L jumped inside, keeping a close eye on their surroundings as they pulled away. "Quillish…I think…" The detective cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "I think he's here. The connection to one of my spirits was broken tonight as it chased Light and it felt…familiar. I'm not sure if he's been hired independently or came to satisfy his own personal curiosity, but…"
"We can't let him get to the Angelus." The white haired male replied quietly as he drove along. "There's no telling what he'd do…"
L nodded in agreement. "I need to figure out what exactly Light Yagami is and decide whether I should protect him…or kill him."
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Light grinned broadly as he made his way to the train station. He was grateful that Mikami had decided to stick around and keep an eye on him after the incident inside with L. Sure it was a bit stalkerish of him, but not any more than a certain detective who cornered me in the alley not too long ago. He thought wryly.
The young man had heard the Elementalist's voice whispering to him to look up at the roof top as the tendrils of fog first wrapped around his ankle, offering his assistance as the situation appeared to escalate once he'd shoved L.
Light had but to think the word 'yes' and he knew that the man would do anything for him.
Do you want me to kill him? The fog had whispered soundlessly in his ear.
No! Just contain him…I'm going to give him a final chance to walk away, if he doesn't listen, I'll let you have at him.
The young man could sense the palpable wave of admiration and devotion that rolled off the mage. He felt it soak into his skin. It was a delicious and heady thing, knowing he had this kind of sway over a complete stranger simply because of who he was…
What he was…
You are nothing L… He'd thought with a pleased smirk as the Necromancer's eyes had gone wide in surprise at the trap being sprung and he'd quickly taken off, but not before reminding Mikami not to harm the other mage. I'm not a killer...
Light checked his watch. I should be able to catch the next train if I hurry. He picked up his pace slightly, the glow from the station in the distance beckoning. L doesn't have anything on me and I doubt he'll be able to arrest me or make a move without proof, especially considering my father is the Chief of the NPA-
"Ahh!" The brunet stumbled back as a man in a black hooded jacket and dark jeans stepped out from the shadows, seemingly materializing from nothing. "What the fuck…" He muttered as he tried to compose himself and took another couple steps back, sensing something wasn't quite right.
He could see the barest hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of the man's mouth right before a peal of giggling laughter erupted from it. As he turned his gaze on the young man, the eyes that looked out of the hood at Light shone a dark red.
Holy shit… The brunet swallowed hard, fear coursing through his veins.
The other man began to stalk towards Light, giving a subtle wave of his hand to pull a murky cloud of spirits from the shadows to gather around him.
"I've been waiting for you sweetheart. Now, let's see if we can make those pretty golden eyes of yours shine." He growled out with a dark smile.
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