Blood of Justice: Light Yagami and L Lawliet X Reader

One

"I can't thank you enough, Y/N. You're so sweet." Light flashes you a smile, "Taro was so nervous considering he's never been to Tokyo before so you being so kind to him definitely helped ease him."

You smile back at him with a nod, "Of course! Taro was so nice, and you know I love hanging out with you. Speaking of which..." You raise a teasing eyebrow at him, "We haven't been hanging out much. What do you have to say for yourself, hm?"

He chuckles, which slowly dies down, ending with a sigh. "I know, I know. And I'm very sorry, I am. Truth be told, I miss you, but I've been so busy lately..."

"I get it, you're a busy man. How else are you going to keep your position as the top student?"

"I'm tied for top student." He reminds you, the tiniest amount of bitterness in his voice. "And stop it with that, would you? You're just as smart as me."

"But I'm not the top student."

"Because you missed one question on the exam. One."

"You missed zero. And please, don't try to comfort me, I don't need it. It doesn't matter to me." And this was true, you did not measure your worth on either your grades or your intelligence. The only reason you put effort into school was so you could get a well-paying job. "I only brought it up because you never give yourself enough credit."

Light opens up his mouth again but you put your finger up to his lips, making sure not to actually touch them. "Wait here, just for a second, then I'll let you go."

Before he could respond you run into your house, making your way to the kitchen in a quick fashion. On the counter were a few loaves of bread snuggled up in a little basket. You grab it and let the container hang from your arm, hastily turning to get back to your friend.

But then you pause.

Your eyes landed on something hadn't noticed before. There, placed neatly on the counter, was a blue notebook. You raise an eyebrow, your hands grabbing it before you could even think. You go to open up the first page...

"Y/N!"

You jump back, startled.

"I'm sorry to ask you of this but is it possible for you to hurry up? I'm really in a rush." You hear Light call from the front door.

"Coming!" You place the notebook back on the counter and hurriedly make your way back to him. "Here!" you hand over the basket, "I made it earlier today."

Light's face brightens at the sight, "You didn't."

"I did." You grin back.

"Thank you so much." You loved baking things, so it was no chore, but you'd be lying if you didn't acknowledge that maybe, just a little, you baked him such a thing to see him happy.

You sent your friend on his way with a goodbye and a couple of plans to hang out again, but while you were doing so all you could think about was that notebook. It certainly wasn't yours and the only person who lived with you was your dad, so it had to be his but he was a computer junkie. Everything you could possibly write down in a notebook he would rather put in his computer. You go inside, grab the notebook once more and open the first page. There's one thing written down. A name.

"Jacquet Devereux."

You shrug and just place it back on the counter, making your way to your room. It was just a notebook. Nothing to stress about...

But it didn't make any sense. Why would your dad have a notebook with one singular thing being written inside?  Maybe it had to do with his work. It could be a work journal. But he worked with computers, so again, what was the need? This could be something that he would like to hide from you. It's not impossible that he would have a secret, but then he wouldn't be so careless as to leave it on the counter.