Refraction Ch 1 The Alternate
A/N: I own NOTHING! Inspired by watching Fringe (save Fringe!) and a Kink Request for "L with two Lights, Light has a twin and they both become Kira together."
Pairings: Light x Light, L x Light x Light, one-sided Misa x Light.
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It all started with Light Yagami's fifth grade science project-naturally it was very advanced for his age-the young prodigy had taken a passive interest in quantum mechanics and parallel realities that week. Unfortunately, Light knew his pet project was far too advanced for his teachers to grasp and eventually ended up making a baking soda and vinegar volcano just like everyone else. Of course, there was another reason he didn't want to share his science project...
"Hey bro, pass the chips!"
Somehow getting to know himself seemed like a far too personal revelation and Light knew it would make himself uncomfortable should he expose himself to the class.
Light made a face as the other boy giggled insanely while ripping open the bag of chips. His... companion liked spicy barbeque potato chips. Light preferred consommé himself.
Their favorite color was red, they both wanted to be a detective when they grew up, and they both hated injustice with a passion.
They were physically identical-they were the same height, same weight, their hair was the same shade of russet, they had the same golden brown eyes. They even shared a similar taste in clothing-they both liked shopping and dressing nice but while he liked lighter, pastel colors his alternate preferred darker colors, black silk dress shirts, sometimes even leather pants.
He was quite handsome, if he did say so himself.
Light soon discovered that there were many benefits to this relationship. Having a study partner, even if it was himself-helped hone their already keen intellect-mentally they were on the same level and together they were becoming even smarter, more cunning... Neither Light ever really had a peer they could just talk to before...It was a basic human need that they didn't even realize they were missing.
Light grimaced in annoyance as his doppelganger got greasy crap over everything.
That's the thing about meeting yourself-you find out all the embarrassing things you don't like about yourself. Yet despite how irritatingly similar they were they had bonded instantly. It really was inevitable that such a bond would be forged due to the circumstances of their meeting…
As the ten-year-old Light tinkered with quantum theory through some fluke he had accidentally built a device that would open a portal to a parallel reality. (Try as he might he could never replicate his experiment.) And out of that portal came… him? Or rather, another version of him, one that was currently panicked and scared and looked as if all the fiends of hell were after him. Instinctively Light grasped his copy's hand and drew him into his own reality just before the portal closed. Light held his twin as he broke down sobbing in his arms.
Alter!Light later told him all about what happened. It all started when in his world a group of scientists activated something called the Hermes-Solomon Collider. It was supposed to just measure the properties of microscopic particles. Instead it ripped a hole in reality and caused their world to collapse. He couldn't stop it. He couldn't save anyone. Alter!Light had already seen much of his world dissolving, his parents, his sister-it happened right before his eyes.
Light had held and comforted his twin as he told his story, how he had been just sitting in his bedroom, resigned to his fate, until he saw that "hallucination" of a portal opening up. Light's science project (perhaps somehow interacting with the results of the Hermes-Solomon Collider?) had temporarily opened a gateway that led to his own bedroom in the other universe. With literally nothing left to lose, Alter!Light had lunged for it with the strength of a dying man. Then the portal had closed and his world collapsed behind him.
So his alternate couldn't exactly go home-it no longer existed. His family, his world was dead! He had nowhere to go and Light wasn't about to turn him out onto the street-he couldn't do that to himself! So with careful planning Light hid him in plain sight-he always thought having a brother would be cool and not even his family would know that there were two Lights.
The boys took turns going to school, interacting with family, eating. If Light's family ever wanted to talk to him in his room, one Light would hide in the closet while the other did all the necessary interactions until the intruder went away. They carefully rationed their food and bought their own. One Light would go out and make money while the other attended high school. They took care that they were never seen together in public and if they ever went out together at least one of them would always wear a disguise.
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They had both been raised by a Souichiro Yagami, Chief of the NPA, they both had a normal housewife mother named Sachiko, and a little sister named Sayu. That was one difference that couldn't be helped-because of what happened to his alternate he was much more emotionally needy of the two. It was inevitable that they would become different people. There was no doubt in Light's mind that his copy was damaged, and yet they perfected their act so flawlessly that no one could tell the difference.
They themselves had noticed that there was a very slight difference in personality and preferences between them but nobody paid attention to such details-after all, normal people varied their habits from day to day. Light knew that neither of them was normal but no one needed to know that.
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They soon discovered because of some kind of dimensional resonance they were linked-sharing an almost telepathic connection like some twins were said to experience. They had a general sense of knowing what the other was up to-if one Light was hurt the other would experience phantom pains and if one Light was feeling good then so would the other. And while that could be terribly inconvenient, Light also saw this as an asset-he didn't have to worry about what his doppelganger was up to. He always knew.
For both Lights meeting himself had been a stroke of good fortune. It had broken up the tedium that was his life with something strange and wonderful. It was the same for his alternate and there was also a matter of gratitude-after all, he had literally lost everything-his other self had saved his life and, in a way, reunited him with his family.
They shared everything together-absolutely everything.
"Does this make us gay?" His alternate whined even as he spread his legs and let him have his way.
Light had, uncomfortably, been worrying the exact same thing-in the eyes of others this would probably be considered gay... and incestuous. But to the awkward teenaged Lights it seemed perfectly natural to want to explore their own body "Let's just call it masturbation."
Whatever.
It was his body (bodies?) he could do what he wanted with it and he was finding that these little sessions reduced their stress levels significantly. And for the first time in his life he wasn't bored. He was actually having quite a lot of fun.
But these sessions also brought another potentially life-changing revelation-both Lights soon discovered that they were both horrible control freaks-they both always wanted to top. However if they were to fight for it every time they always ended up with noticeable marks which led to awkward questions. In the end the only resolution was to take turns (ultimately resolved with the flip of a coin.) Not that it made much of a difference anyway. Thanks to their unique bond-they felt what the other was feeling so the sex was the same no matter what position they were in. And though neither wanted to admit it being the catcher was fun too.
Light found he was training himself to loosen up a bit and be more accommodating. Sometimes "losing" was just as fun as "winning" and if he could just adjust, he could position himself to better attack his opponent's weak points, his erogenous zones, which Light did when his alternate had him on his back, gently kissing his throat, Light would surreptitiously move his hands in circles beneath the other's shoulder blades. Neither liked being touched there because they were so sensitive, so responsive-it felt so good that it made them lose control quickly. Light sighed wistfully as a hand (his hand, yet not) caressed the smooth, cream-colored skin of his stomach.
They had experimented, of course. No one else was as good as he was. No one else could even compare. The other Light's bangs tickled his nose as they drifted off in bed together.
It was official-he was in love with himself.