A/N: This is a Death Note fanfic. I don't own Death Note.

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( The taskforce gave a collective gasp as Light Yagami kneeled at L’s feet... )

A/N: This is a Death Note Mello x Light, Light x Mello fanfic. I don't own Death Note.

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( Horny, perverted bastards. )

A/N:I don't own.

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( L squatted in the back of the )

A/N: I do not own Death Note or Dethklok because I am poor and I want to keep my money…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktEFOpny0S0

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( L smirked as his fingers traced along the jaw-line of the suddenly docile Kira's chin... )

A/N: I own NOTHING!
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( When the lights hit the stage displaying the brunette and his companion L was so caught up in his staring that the sugar overflowed his cup onto the table... well, more than usual... )

I do not own Death Note or Metalocalypse or anything else.

AU, OOC-ness, Crack, and Boy's Love of course.

Age-bump. In this fic L is in his early 20s, the rest of the band members are all around 17-18.

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( L crouched on the floor in front of his laptop in his unfurnished room at Wammy's House, surrounded by dusty piles of paper and discarded candy wrappers as he finished drafting an e-mail in French for the French police. What he had written translated to )

A./N: I don't own Death Note.

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A/N: I do not own Death Note.

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( As Light reawakened he discreetly tested the heavy-duty chains that ran around his neck, arms, and legs, looking for a weak point as the strange man continued to touch him inappropriately, whispering )

A/N: I do not own Death Note.

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A/N: Death Note is the property of Ohba and Obata. It didn't suddenly become mine since the last chapter.

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( Light awoke with a start to the screech of the cell door as L entered his cage, shivering back into consciousness... )