Suspect and the Detective [L Lawliet x Reader]

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Light was part of a smaller group of students who arrived in the cafeteria. He didn't even care about the cake. His eyes darted around the room, instantly looking around for (Y/N). Sitting alone, as usual, she was sitting with her half of the cake. She was taking small and delicate bites at a time, barely even grazing the dessert. He sighed with slight relief when he found her, and went up and sat down beside her, giving evil eyes to anyone who passed by with even a slight expression of resentment. I'll make sure the rest of these people are taken care of soon. Don't worry, (Y/N).

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"So, this is (Y/N)?" Soichiro asked. 9 year old Light nodded with a smile. "Yes." He leaned down and looked at the tiny girl, her face still hidden in her hair as she held Light's hand. Sachiko also leaned down and tucked some of (Y/N)'s hair behind her ear so she could look at her face. "She's shy, isn't she?" She questioned. (Y/N)'s eyes stayed glued to the carpet beneath her. "She doesn't really talk." He told his parents.

Light told them that he wanted (Y/N) over for a playdate, but both Soichiro and Sachiko were concerned about her living situations. They had seen her across the street a few times in the past, but it didn't look like anything out of the ordinary. Now that she was actually here, in front of them, up close, something felt off. "I'll be right back (Y/N)." Light told her, letting go of her hand and bounding up the stairs to his room. The two adults immediately looked at her with confusion.

"(Y/N), is there any way we could meet your parents?" Sachiko asked with concern edging her voice. This seemed to slightly get the girls attention, her big eyes looking up to the woman. Soichiro's eyes darkened when her small head shook for 'no.'

Sachiko looked up to her husband with worry. "Here. You stay right here, honey. We'll be right back." Sachiko stood up from (Y/N)'s side, her eyes following her as she walked out of the room with Soichiro. Just as they left, Light came back with a few car toys. He sat down on the floor at the same time as (Y/N) and she started playing with him to make him happy. Sayu tried to drag her into playing dolls with her a few times, but Light brushed her off each time.

In the other room, the two parents were conversing seriously and quietly. "She didn't say anything. Maybe her parents are just at work." Sachiko questioned. Soichiro was thinking with a hand on his chin. "I feel like she could've specified that in some way if that was the case." He thought out loud. True, (Y/N)'s responses were suspicious and enough to concern the two parents over her safety, but Soichiro didn't want to jump to conclusions.

"I could look up her birth certificate in the office. Maybe then I could trace it back to her parents, if she has any." He suggested. She nodded. "It could've just been me, but by the way her expression darkened at my question gave me the hint that she doesn't have any parents." She said darkly. "If she doesn't have any parents, then how is she here? Wouldn't she be in an orphanage or foster home?" He asked. She shrugged. "Maybe she ran away."

At his work the next day, Soichiro went straight to the record room. There, they had cabinets filled with files of civilians records and computers to look them up. He sat down at one of the vacated desks with a computer and attempted to look up (Y/N)'s record. With no told last name, it would be difficult to find her.

After trying for about ten minutes to find her with her first name alone, he called Sachiko on his desk phone. It rung for a little bit, then he heard her pick up on the other end. 'Hello?'

"Hey, Sachiko." Soichiro greeted with a small sigh. 'Oh. Hello, dear. Why are you calling me while working?' She asked curiously. "Did you happen to get (Y/N)'s last name?" He asked. He heard her pause on the other end. 'I...did not. I could ask Light. He should know.' She said apologetically. "It's alright. I'll wait." He reassured her. He heard scuffling and faint shouting.