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* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade. ( Read more... )
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"Quiet kids, mommy and daddy are talking," Light idly muttered to the whining children.
When Light and L had one their mental face-offs the rest of the world might as well not exist. It was just the two of them in a world of their own-they were two gods locked in epic battle for the fate of humanity. For Light, the distractions ceased to matter. There was only L-his equal, his opposite, his perfect nemesis. Hate like this only comes once in a lifetime.
So L was behind this… or did some annoying third party DARE to get in the way of our game? It is possible. L has other enemies… (Is Ryuuzaki okay?) Is this really MY L talking to me right now or is it some sort of proxy or copy cat? Why did he bring m here?
At one point Light had volunteered to let L lock him up in order to show that he was cooperating with this investigation but he only offered because he knew L would never go for it because Light's father, the Chief of Police, would never allow it… But if L was doing it now… he was so very screwed.
"Ryuuz… L! Kidnapping is a serious criminal offense!"
There was an odd buzzing on the mike. Perhaps it was a sigh. "Surely you know why you are here, Light-kun. Only people on the taskforce knew about the attack on the hotel. Kira intervened when Souichiro Yagami, your father was threatened. And I traced the hack to the government site back to your computer. It all points to you, Light," the disembodied voice said tersely.
"I swear, it's a mistake! I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for…"
"Light Yagami, you are Kira! Are you ready to tell me how you kill?"
"Kira?!" The children gasped. For a moment Light had forgotten they were there. They had gone eerily quiet when L began talking but now they all seemed to come alive at the announcement of his identity. Some of them backed away while others glared at him defiantly, but all of them were dissecting him with L's trademarked wide-eyed stare… it was like someone had photoshopped L's eyes onto a whole classroom of children. It was… uncanny to say the least.
"You're Kira?!"
"I'm not Kira. Look at that, L! You're needlessly scaring the kids!"
"Hardly," the laptop replied.
"…Why are there kids here?"
"Naturally there would be children in an orphanage, Light-kun."
"Wait… you're detaining me in an orphanage?!"
"Correct. If you attempt to leave the grounds… you see that band around your ankle? It will administer a powerful sedative that will put you into a medically induced coma until we choose to give you the counter drug… IF we choose to give you the counter drug..."
"Unbelievable! This… this is illegal and unethical and… you're violating so many human rights right now…" Light sputtered for once so angry he could barely communicate.
"If I turned you over to the authorities they would tear you apart looking for the source of your powers, and assuming Light-kun with his pretty face would survive one night in prison they would execute you soon afterwards. Be grateful that I am protecting you, Light-kun."
Light gawked at the computer screen as he realized the implications of that statement.
"You think I'm… and… That… that doesn’t make sense!" When L first announced himself as Kira's eternal rival he had gloated on how he would see him sentenced to death…
"YOU PROMISED!" A blonde boy in black pajamas suddenly wailed, interrupting Kira and L's special moment. "L! You promised me you'd find Kira and have him executed!"
Light was disturbed by this. The blonde kid was small, thin, probably no older than Sayu, and he was very serious about wanting him dead.
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"I'm not a criminal! I'm not Kira! You've got this all wrong! How could you get this so wrong?!"
"Fine! If you won't do it…!" The ignored blonde boy suddenly had a shard of glass in hand and was lunging at Light. He was stopped just short of reaching his target when he was restrained by a boy wearing goggles.
"Mello has just earned detention and no chocolate for an entire week..."
"That isn't fair! He's Kira!" Mello shouted.
"Two weeks," came the emotionless reply.
Mello fell silent.
"You are allowed to act in self-defense but I do not want Light-kun harmed. He is now a resident of this House and all that that entails."
A pall of reverent silence fell over the room.
"I am entrusting you all with a very important mission. I need you to keep an eye on Kira. He's very cunning. Remember what I told you about monsters…"
"He's a monster that always tells lies," the white-haired boy replied, looking up from his puzzle to lock eyes with Light and give him a creepy grin. Light hated him instantly. He had all of L's obnoxiousness and none of his… better qualities?! It made him miss the real L's company…
That's ridiculous. I do not miss L! The bastard just left me here to rot… wherever this is. With no chance to… there's NO evidence! It's just his word against mine!
"That’s right…" L agreed with the creepy child. "He will be rehabilitated here."
"L, wait…" Light pleaded.
"Daddy?" Light whirled around, about to shout in frustration at whoever dared touch him only to find it was one of the youngest children, a small girl tugging at his hand.
"What?!"
"You said 'mommy and daddy are talking.' So Kira must be daddy and L must be mommy!"
The pall of silence broke and the other children began snickering.
Have they never seen Ryuuzaki in person?
"That… It was a joke! I-" Light began to explain but the little girl looked so heartbroken that he stopped.
Orphans. Ryuuzaki said they were orphans!
"I don't believe this! Ryuuzaki you would leave someone you think is… alone with a bunch of emotionally vulnerable orphans? What the f-, what is wrong with you?! That's child endangerment!"
But L had already cut out his transmission and Light was just shouting at an empty screen.
"Dammit!"
The girl began to cry.
Light squirmed. "Hey, I'm sorry. It's okay… I'm not mad at you, okay? I'm sorry I shouted it's just Ryuuzaki… L was being… mean."
"He spared you ungrateful life, Kira. How is that mean?" The blonde who tried to kill him seethed, still looking very much like he wanted to murder him, though he was restrained in the arms of Goggleman.
"L isn't mean! You're mean!" Goggles agreed.
"L is mean! Because… because…" Light found himself at a loss to explain the complexities of a relationship to a bunch of kids (and spin it in his favor) when he was finding he himself didn't fully understand it. Why would L go out of his way to protect someone he thought was Kira? They were just enemies, right? "Because he's wrong and it hurts because I consider him to be a very good friend of mine. Imagine if your best friend hated you for something you didn't do! Wouldn't that make you feel angry?"
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Of course L had told them that I'm Kira and therefore dangerous…
"Kira and L are best friends?" enthused one of the girls.
But… when I was that age "dangerous" meant cool and interesting... Well come to think of it, it's something he never quite grew out of-he was still fascinated by dangerous things like Shinigami and murder notebooks...
"Why heart attacks? Why not make their heads explode or something?" Pested one of the boys.
"I read about heart attacks! It's like a really painful way to die!"
For them it must be like going to a day at the zoo. See the funny animals. Lions and tigers and Kiras! Oh my!
"I'm not Kira!" Light declared with obvious annoyance.
"Yeah right!" scoffed that disturbed blonde child that tried to kill him.
Mello… they called him… No, don't even go there! He's just a kid!
"You're not L's friend!" barked out a black-haired British boy in glasses.
Light's eyes narrowed. "What makes you say that?"
"L doesn't have friends, dummy!"
This… L-factory. School for Ls? In any case this place seems to be teaching these kids to have no respect, to be rude and confrontational. These poor kids are in desperate need of a more positive role model… What am I thinking? I already have a whole world to be guiding! I can't get distracted by something like this… right?! Dammit, I really need to be figuring out how to escape…
Light chuckled. "Really, that's funny. He said he was my friend."
"Then he lied. He’s a liar!"
Light blinked in confusion. "Did he lie to you?"
"He promised he'd visit after he caught and executed you, Kira."
Light was stunned by this new tidbit of information. All throughout the case L kept discussing his impending death to Light's… discomfort. Sometimes Light suspected that L went into the case fully expecting Kira would kill him… (maybe even counting on it? Sometimes Light suspected he had a deathwish what with the way he taunted and humiliated the God of the New World) and he promised these kids he'd come home…
L, are you really that much of a bastard?
"I'm not Kira. My name is Light and I’m sure L is very busy... searching for the real Kira."
"Just confess already so L can come home!" The blonde rolled his eyes as he retrieved a chocolate bar from his pocket.
"L said no chocolate." The white-haired boy commented without looking up from his puzzle.
"Fuck that! L isn't here!" Mello shot back and took a big bite out of the chocolate bar before the girl with the black pig tails, in an obviously suicidal move, knocked it out of his hand.
"Mello, no! You'll get in worse trouble and you'll get us all in troub-" she began but before she could finish Mello struck her. All present could only watch in horror as the girl stumbled backwards and fell through the glass top coffee table.
"NO!" While the others were still in shock Light rushed in, kneeling beside the girl. To everyone's relief she opened her eyes and began bawling. That was a good sign-it would have been far worse if she remained silent.
Light produced some disinfectant wipes and a roll of bandages from his jacket pocket. Miraculously she only had a few shallow cuts. After Light treated her injuries the girl clung to him, continuing to cry against him. "Daddy! It hurts!"
That's right. It was the girl that had taken to calling him…
"Please, it hurts!"
At a loss Light awkwardly hugged her back and tried to say something reassuring but nothing seemed to work. "You're alright now, okay? I won't let anyone hurt you."
"He hurt me!"
Light glared murderously at Mello. "YOU- YOU DON'T DO THAT!"
Mello was so stunned with guilt he didn't even bother to mouth back at the source. "M-my chocolate…!" Mello protested weakly. He hadn't meant to…
"IT DOESN’T MATTER!"
"YOU SAW WHAT SHE DID!" Mello roared back defensively.
(TBC)
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Light mentally declared victory when Mello flinched and a shocked silence fell after his angry outburst… only to be broken when Goggles piped up coming to his buddy's defense. "Never? That's rather traditionalist. What about battered men? What if she was like an axe murderer or something?"
Light ignored them and continued to fuss over the injured girl. The other children watched with interest... and jealousy.
"Then Kira would be whipped" chimed in the white-haired boy. "You carry that stuff with you?" He asked innocently about the bandages, staring at Light with a dangerous interest "Why? Do you get into fights a lot or something?"
Light sighed. "Force of habit. My sister…" Light began to explain but fell silent as the reality of the situation began to sink in. He was going to visit Sayu at her softball practice after his meeting with Ryuuzaki but that was who knew how many hours (Days?!) ago. Was she okay? (Would he ever even see her again?)
I have to get out of here.
Meanwhile some of the other kids chattered about Light's shouting.
"Eek! Scary!" another of the girls squeaked out.
"Did you see that scary face?" another "whispered" loudly so that it was audible to everyone. "He's definitely Kira!"
Light rolled his eyes.
"Quiet you guys, I want to hear about Kira's sister!" piped another. "Does she kill people too?"
Light sighed. "Forget it."
"Meanie!"
"There," Light addressed the girl clinging to his leg that he had just finished bandaging up "Is that better?"
"Can you… kiss it and make it better?"
Light sighed but obliged her. "Alright?"
The girl frowned. "It still hurts."
Light sighed again. "That's to be expected. You know, you need to learn to pick you battles. That wasn't too smart picking a fight like that."
"He was being bad!"
"That's true, and standing up against injustice is admirable. However I've been here five minutes and I can see that kid's unstable. It was foolish to attack him directly."
"Then… can you kill Mello for me?" the girl asked innocently.
"What?!" Light asked in shock.
"He's really mean! He’s always mean to me!"
"Me too!" another child chimed in.
"C'mon, he’s obviously going to be a criminal one day..."
"Do it Kira!"
Light looked absolutely disgusted. "He's a child! You’re classmate!”
"Less competition," shrugged another boy.
Alright, Light conceded that maybe they weren't the Children of the Corn.. they were more like Lord of the Flies...
"I'm not a child!" Mello snapped. "You guys!" The blonde gaped at all his classmates who were apparently okay with him being dead.
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"OH, FUCK YOU! ALL OF YOU! YOU CAN ALL JUST SUCK MY DICK!" the blonde raged and stormed off.
"Language!" Light scolded after him. Mello slammed the door. "Alright kids Ethics 101. This is an orphanage. That means it’s a killing-free zone." The mob of children groaned in disappointment. "…And instead of leaping straight to "murder" perhaps we might try talking it out with Mello about what bothers you first…"
"Boring!"
"Please?! I want to see some blood! That would be so awesome!"
"Hey Kira, how many people would you say you killed?"
"None, because I’m not Kira. And my name is Light. I'd appreciate if you used it…"
"I'm Linda!" piped up the little girl "Can't I call you daddy instead? Please…?"
"I-" Light was about to protest but she was looking at him with those huge puppy eyes again. Damn that girl's adorableness. She reminded Light painfully of his sister. He could never deny his little sister anything either. "Alright."
"He's Kira!" the white-haired boy said disgustedly, his curly bangs falling into his face.
"I know, but he's nice! He reminds me of my dad!"
"Wasn't your dad an assassin for hire?" the albino prodded.
"That doesn't matter! He was my father and he was always nice to me!"
Linda... "You… you shouldn't tell me your names. I'm not Kira but L thinks I am..."
"He's probably right. He's L," The white-haired boy stated it as if that was all the explanation necessary. Apparently it was as all the other children nodded in agreement.
"You don't get to be L by being wrong," Goggles agreed.
"Well he's wrong in this case. But like it or not I am a suspect and you shouldn't expose yourselves to unnecessary danger..."
"You can’t touch us! We're using aliases!" announced the resident blonde drama queen from the door. Mello was back or maybe (more likely) he never really left and just stayed to listen at the door.
"Mello, shut up!" hissed Goggles.
"Bite me, Matt!"
Light strolled over to where Mello was, his footfalls echoing in the suddenly silent room until he was standing right in front of him. Light imagined that if his life was a TV show there would no doubt be some awesome lighting effect and an echoing of Latin choirs as he stared down his challenger… and reached out and poked him in the chest.
"What are you doing?!"
"I’m touching you, now."
Mello's eyes narrowed in anger and (though he was loathe to admit it) grudging respect that Light would dare to touch him after Mello tried to shank him earlier. That took cojones considering as far as he knew Mello might have another home-made weapon on hand. (He didn't but that was beside the point.)
"So you touch kids?" inquired the albino.
"What?!" Mello and Light demanded in unison.
"Kira touched Mello~."
Mello looked horrified. "SHUT UP, NEAR!"
Light made a face. "How crude. Is that what L teaches you at this school?"
"You must admit, the way you said it, it was just asking for it" said Matt.
"Take it up with L. I learned it from him." Light grumbled. He was far more respectful of personal space than a certain detective he couldn't name... Light was struck by a horrified thought: A wealthy, powerful man that was a law unto himself that counted a whole ranch of children as his property... What if L's real name is Michael Jackson? He could have faked his death to become a world famous detective. "Wait, L doesn't… does he?"
Mello stared at him searchingly.
"Why do you care, Kira?!"
"We never even see him," Near murmured from across the room, his white locks had again fallen in his face.
Light turned and began to walk away.
"Hey!" Mello shouted. "Hey, Kira!" Mello growled as Light continued to ignore him. "Light! I asked you a question! And why did you just touch me?"
Light turned and locked eyes with the younger teen “You shouldn't be so brash. There's a saying where I come from. 'The nail that sticks up gets hammered down.' You might consider it. You'll live longer."
"Bullshit," the blonde sneered.
"You really should watch your language too."
"Yes, Dad." Mello said mockingly.
From behind Light, Linda stuck out her tongue.
(TBC)
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Just then a loud, clanging bell screamed to life and for a panicked moment Light thought the place was under attack-it was nothing like the soft, almost doorbell- like chimes of his school.
"It's lunch time!" Linda squealed with great enthusiasm "This way, daddy!"
As the children led him into the cafeteria Light suppressed a shudder. Knowing L's eating habits he feared that the kitchen would constitute nothing but candy but to his immediate relief this was not so:
"Roger orders all sorts of foods from around the world-we can get or make whatever we like!" Linda informed him.
"Except for Mello's chocolate." Near smirked as he trailed in behind Linda and her new "daddy." He shuffled along, red blocky toy robot in hand, and never took his eagle-eye off Kira.
Mello shoved his way past Near cursing "Stupid Sheep!" Of course the staff had been told of L's decree and now all the chocolate was locked away in a state-of-the-art vault that was currently keyed to open for everyone BUT Mello. There was a note on the vault door warning that if anyone were to assist Mello in getting the chocolate inside that there would be grievous consequences… such as no video games for a month.
Matt glanced up at the note, sighed, and then returned his attention back to his DS. L knew them all too well-even though he was never here.
Light quickly surveyed the kitchen as he began preparing his lunch. He was surprised that there was such easy access to the knives all things considered. Of course he had no intention of using them on the kids for a number of reasons-first and foremost it would be killing children (the scum of the Earth who did such a thing were judged by him). Besides, he wanted to stay on L’s good side, knives weren’t really his style, and again he was a benevolent God-a protector of the innocent-he didn’t go around killing children! Only the scum of the earth that totally deserved it! But Light stayed on guard lest Mello or anyone else decide to reenact a scene from Friday the 13th with him as a hapless camp counselor.
A disturbed, but predictable, hush fell over the lunchroom chattering children as Light selected one of the knives for himself. Light could feel all of the children with their L-like eyes watching him intently. The killer rolled his eyes and began cutting the roll of sushi he was preparing into neat little wheels. Light was aware that many had stopped what they were doing and were surrounding him-like the approaching zombie mob-if they thought he was going to take that knife and go on a murderous rampage they were sorely disappointed. Kira kept his cool and continued to peacefully make his lunch. Light looked over in surprise when he saw how Linda, after watching him intently for a moment, began retrieving the same ingredients, copying his exact movements, and making her own sushi lunch with great presentation and very artfully arranged.
Linda smiled upon seeing Light’s questioning look. "That looks good. I've never had it before."
Matt put his DS in his vest pocket and joined them at the counter; apparently in the mood for sushi as well. Then the others followed suit with the pointed exception of Near who looked annoyed by this turn of events (or more specifically at the subject of Wammy's latest fad) and simply selected a plain vanilla yoghurt for himself, and Mello who just stood there in the kitchen, pounding on and screaming obscenities at the chocolate vault. He was seemingly content to let himself starve before deigning to eat a meal that lacked the all essential chocolate food group. As Light regarded all the children that were following his lead (Followers? The idea gave him an almost warm and fuzzy feeling) Light was reminded, once again, that they were not just children, they were genius children-mini-Ls. They never asked for instructions but simply figured it out on their own.
Light found a table in the cafeteria and Linda, smiling, sat down beside him and Matt joined them, to sit with Linda that’s all. It wouldn’t be nice to leave her all alone with a psychopath, now would it? Of course Matt (the Defender of Justice) would protect her with his vigilance!
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Near also sat across from Light at his table, but it was less than friendly as he kept staring at him with those cold, unblinking eyes. Light simply ignored him as he had learned to do with Ryuuzaki and ate his lunch. But Light was startled out of his peaceful meal by the sharp crashing sound of Mello slamming a chair into the solid metal door that stood between him and his chocolate.
"What is that kid’s problem?" Light muttered and from across the table Matt snorted as he continued to mash buttons on his DS.
"Which one?"
"Good point…" Light said, recalling Mello's attempted "welcoming shank."
"Do you want the list?"
Light was surprised by how Matt looked almost eager to unload that list. Unasked Matt began listing off some of Mello's more charming qualities. "He gets chocolate stains all over everything, he's always breaking my stuff, he snores…"
"How about let's start with what's his problem with me?"
"You're Kira."
"I am not…" Light began his usual protest.
"…And you killed his father."
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Light returned to the kitchen and had spirited away three apples from the fruit bowl into the deep pockets of his sporty red jacket when Near was suddenly there, again doing a perfect imitation of L’s wide-eyed stare and standing much too close.
"Shinigami really do love apples?"
"Excuse me?" Light feigned confusion.
"Oh come on, it's a matter of public record-one of the facts of the Kira case. Apparently 'Shinigami love apples.'" Near smiled and Light suppressed a shudder. That kind of smirk belonged on a rapist, not on a little kid. Light began to wonder why Near was an orphan. "Kira murdered three people just to send L that message so it must be important."
"Hmmm… Fascinating."
"Is it true Shinigami wear black robes and carry scythes?"
"How the hell should I know?" Light answered irritably as Ryuk cackled in amusement.
"The apples…"
"…Are a snack for later."
"Really?" Near gave another smirk and a hair twirl as he pressed "I was under the impression you liked potato chips."
"What is this? A school for stalkers?" Light muttered under his breath.
"L let us review your case file when he sent you here."
Light sighed. "Believe it or not, some people don't eat the same thing at every meal. In fact most people like variety-and you get essential vitamins and nutrients that way."
Light ignored Near's continual annoying pestering (his saintly patience wearing thin) in favor of searching the cupboards.
I thought for sure I saw… There it is!
"What are you doing?" the albino asked and was ignored.
Light strode on over to where Mello sat panting, banging the back of his head against the metal door of the vault in desperation and despair. Light stood there for a moment and when Mello didn't register his presence he threw the item he discovered at the younger boy's chest. The blonde grunted, for a moment all the breath being pushed out of his body by the impact.
He recovered to glare murderously at the one who had thrown it "What the fuck was that?!"
"It's a bag of trail mix."
"Why the fuck did you throw it at me?!"
"Consider it a peace offering, an olive branch, whatever. You look hungry. Accept it or not. I don’t care. I just figured you’d find it interesting, considering your current… predicament."
Is he saying…?
Mello ripped open the bag to discover nuts, dried fruit ...and chocolate chips.
"You asshole!"
Light arched an eyebrow. "Is that your way of saying ‘thank you?’"
"You know I’m not allowed to eat it!" Mello moped, staring at the chocolate chips mournfully.
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"Trying to tempt me with chocolate? How typical Kira! Back, vile serpent! Returneth to under the rock from whence you came!"
"He gets weird without his chocolate." Matt made his presence known with an exasperated sigh.
"I see your deductive skills need work…" Light chided, once again getting Mello’s attention. "Or at least your taste buds. It's not chocolate. It's carob."
Light was met with a blank look.
"Come on, a genius and a chocoholic like you? Don't tell me you’ve never had carob?!"
"What the fuck is carob?"
Light simply smiled and explained. "It looks like chocolate, it tastes like chocolate. But it isn't chocolate."
"So it's like… imitation chocolate?" Mello made a face. He never bothered with chocolate that wasn’t of an expensive brand name.
"If it looks like chocolate and tastes like chocolate then it's chocolate and Mello can’t have it." Near interjected. "Just like when it looks like a manipulative, lying, sociopathic murderer and acts like a manipulative, lying, sociopathic murderer than it is a manipulative, lying, sociopathic murderer; and that's all there is to it."
"L never mentioned carob in Mello's punishment so it's obviously alright for him to eat it, otherwise don't you think they’d put it under lock and key too?"
With some trepidation Mello tried the carob. It was slightly bitter and had a bit nuttier taste than he was used to but it would work as a substitute… for now. The blonde began madly mining his way through the nuts and fruit to get at the carob chips, setting them aside in his own little stock pile.
At this turn of events Near briefly interrupted his new hobby of stalking Kira to glare at Mello "You would follow the letter of the law without honoring the spirit of it? How very Kira-like."
"Shut up, Near…" Mello turned his attention back to Light to mouth off "Thanks, dad." It was said with biting sarcasm… and some other emotion that was dangerously approaching gratitude.
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"Interesting… they seem to be getting on even better than I hoped…" a certain raven-haired detective said around a mouthful of gummy bears. Chewing was still a bit of a challenge with the pain in his jaw and the awkwardly wrapped bandages. L had received some minor cuts on top of a mild concussion as part of the beating he took to keep the kidnappers occupied while the others enacted their plan to escape.
Unfortunately it didn't work-the terrorists had discovered their plan. Their leader had been about to blow his head off when they had all collapsed from sudden heart attacks. As humiliating as it was to admit… Kira had saved his life.
"L…" Watari began as his ward watched the multiple monitor screens where the children led a bewildered Kira through the hallowed halls of Wammy's House. L felt a similar sense of confusion as he chewed thoughtfully on his sugary treats. Clearly something had changed between them. L wasn't sure when or how this happened exactly and that unsettled him. He was sure Kira wanted him dead before, but now… now Light would die for him? Because surely Light knew the consequences when he took these actions-he had outed himself and an exposed Kira was a dead Kira. He would surely get the death penalty… that is if he'd even lived long enough to see trial.
But was that not the very thing he was fighting against with Kira?
It wasn't L's place to force policies onto the countries of the world. His only duty was to uphold the law but…
L frowned. Though Light, Kira, went about it in the completely wrong way… he did have a point that the system was very flawed. Too many innocents were falsely accused and too many of the guilty exploited the system. And shouldn’t the system focus on rehabilitation more than punishment? As it was the criminals that were incarcerated often came out even more dangerous than before!
Light saved my life. He's still young. I'm sure of it-he isn't beyond being rehabilitated. In the right environment he could easily be a force for justice much like myself...
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L gave his mentor a blank look. "I'm very serious," he deadpanned as he scooped up some more gummy candies, stretching and squeezing them between his long, slender fingers. "Is there a problem, Watari? This is hardly the first time I've used one of my former enemies to my advantage. You never objected before."
Watari turned away, busying himself with serving L his cake. For a moment L thought that Watari would let it go… "I don't like the idea of having that murderer anywhere near the children."
L paused in his chewing to swallow down the sugary gel of the gummy candies down his throat. "He won't hurt the children."
L startled as Watari slammed the plate of cake down onto the table. "You can't know that!"
The detective gave a rare smile as he retrieved more candies. When he spoke again, it was almost like he was humming softly "He doesn't know their names."
"L.."
"Don't worry so much, Watari. Kira will be kept on a very short leash. And I have every confidence that my successors will keep him in line…"
Watari sighed in exasperation. "It also worries me that you already consider Kira a 'former enemy.'"
L idly slurped up another gummy worm. "As far as I am concerned I have already defeated Kira even if he has yet to realize it."
"Just because he saved your life doesn't change the fact that he's killed thousands!"
Sometimes L wondered if the old man could read his mind. "Yes, I'm well aware of that."
"Then why-?"
"I am going to prove Kira's ideology is wrong, once and for all-by rehabilitating the most prolific killer in recent history."
"I'd still rather you didn't around the kids."
"Light is still practically a kid himself. He's the right age, Watari."
"…Barely."
"Wammy's House is the only place that has a shot at fixing him. There's still time to remold him in the program. Surely you know this-you created it."
The old man looked haunted. "You know as well as I do that the program doesn't always work."
The detective smiled again, more grimly this time. "Well at least he can't come out much worse than he already is"” L said as he shoveled a forkful of the cake into his mouth, but no sooner had L swallowed down the treat when his head began to feel woozy and disconnected. L could see that Watari was saying something but his voice seemed distorted, as if he was speaking through a filter-he sounded strange, deep and demonic. L cringed at the sound, and abruptly lost his balance, collapsing sideways out of his chair and onto the floor. At the edge of his awareness, L thought he heard Watari shouting something but he couldn't understand what or why-it just sounded like a meaningless roar. A dark shadow fell across the detective as he struggled to get up and to remain conscious. L looked up, his glazed eyes could scarcely understand what he was seeing but still the detective managed to keep his eyes open, to focus on the face...
"You!" L hissed the word like a curse. Then the room swam around him and then there was only darkness.
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"Mello and Matt would you escort our guest to my office please?" Roger demanded over the speakers.
"Fuck, Roger!” Mello grumbled at being asked to do this chore.
"…and Mello, you are not to use that kind of language here."
"…is he watching us?" Light asked and Matt was secretly very amused by how paranoid Kira looked-his eyes darted around the room and oddly seemed to focus on one corner of the room for a bit too long to be natural. Matt frowned. He didn't see anything there… The red-headed teen shrugged and nonchalantly returned his attention to his DS. "Maybe. Maybe not…" (No sense in giving Kira any definite clues about the security of his prison.) "But then that’s not hard to guess, knowing Mello…"
"Why thank you, Mattie-dear." The blonde smirked at the "compliment."
"Anytime, S'mello yellow."
"It's this way, Kira," Mello grunted in irritation though inwardly he was very happy with this turn of events-he had been charged with escorting Kira to the office, meaning he was in charge here. That meant he got back a little bit of the dignity he had lost from arguing with Kira. Mello was also secretly pleased that Roger had appointed him (and Matt) but not Near for this all-important task...
"It's Light," Light corrected but he began to follow, intending to cooperate. After all, though the cage was gilded there was no denying he was still a prisoner here. It was in his best interests to be cooperative; at least for the time being…
Mello's eye twitched when he saw how Linda still clung to Light-it somehow subtracted from the "glory" or whatever Mello got out of parading the "defeated Kira" to the principal's office. But when Near stood up and began to follow them, dragging along that stupid, blocky, red toy robot of his, Mello lost his cool.
"Roger asked for me and Matt!"
"You mean, 'Matt and I?'" Near corrected.
"Whatever! The point is we don't need your help we've got it under control! So all of you-get lost!" Mello shouted.
The albino refused to move and just stood there, with his usual apathetic expression on his face. "Roger didn't say that we couldn't accompany you and honestly Mello, I don't trust you to keep your cool. Roger obviously didn't think this through; Mello… you always let your emotions get the better of you," Near taunted in a muted but almost a sing-song voice. "You'll screw up and then Kira here will make a break for it."
Light rolled his eyes. "Yeah real nice, Near. First off, again, my name is Light. Second, I’m not Kira. Third… don't be stupid, I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm afraid I don't believe you. Sorry." The pallid boy said insincerely as he tugged at his hair.
Mello scoffed. "Of course you're going to try to escape!"
"No, I'm not because that would make zero sense. Just think about it rationally! For starters, I'm not even sure what country I'm in."
"You can't guess?"
Light shot Near a look of an annoyance "Of course I can guess. From the décor and your slight accents I'd assume that we are somewhere in England but in any case have you already forgotten about the lovely friendship bracelet L gave me? Even if I got it off do you think I'd just run, no plan, no Visa, no I.D.? In a foreign country where I'm being framed for murder? You must take me for an idiot!"
"Yes," Near answered honestly. The smug albino could tell that he made Kira angry though he was, disappointingly, much better at concealing his emotions than Mello-Kira's rage only showed in a slight twitch of the eye, blink and you miss it. A shame; Near would have loved to get a rise out of him-taunting Mello was getting predictable and boring. "Nothing personal," Near continued mockingly. "Most people from outside Wammy's are. Indeed, we even have our share of dumb blondes inside Wammy's House."
"That's it! I’m going to kill you, you stupid sheep!" Mello snarled; his duty to guard Kira forgotten in a fit of Near-induced berserk rage.
"Children…" Light derided both of them "Do we have to separate you two?"
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