Cardiac Arrest (Ereri/Riren AU) (Death Note AU) (L!Levi x Kira!Eren) (COMPLETED)

He's Hiding Something

Levi

"Rivaille Ackerman, age ten. Died in the same fire that tragically took the life of his parents," Watari recited from memory, their brown eyes gleaming with concentration, "Why'd you want to know, L?"

I fiddled with my model of the investigation, frowning at how it looked. It was... incomplete. Irritably, I stalked off to the bathroom and began washing my hands. I felt disgusting.

"L."

I turned up the water up to a higher temperature. Eren popped back up into my head.

"If you're L, then I guess I'm pretty lucky. To have humanity's strongest detective as my criminology professor is pretty crazy. My dad would be jealous. However, I find this whole thing weird. Correct me if I'm wrong, but would L really be as stupid as to show his face to someone he suspects as Kira? Unless you aren't really L and you're just another stand in like Lind L. Taylor, I can't believe it. There's no way that L is stupider than me."

"There's no way that L is stupider than me."

"LEVI!" Watari grabbed me by the back collar of my shirt, shaking me frantically, "You were hurting yourself."

"W-What?" I snapped back to reality, "What happened?"

Watari lead me to the bathroom and set me up on the counter. I scowled at them. They just flipped me the bird and grabbed some ointment and bandaging, fixing up my hands that I hand rubbed raw.

"You hadn't done this in a while," Watari looked up to me, biting their lip. "Are you okay? Eren got your tongue?"

"I'm in perfect working condition," I hopped down from the counter. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going off to my study."

Watari intercepted me, "Go to bed, L. Sleeping will help."

"Kira doesn't sleep," I replied monotonously.

"I'm pretty sure they do," Watari sighed, "Just stop being difficult and do as I say."

"You aren't my keeper," I sighed, "Wake me up in an hour. If I sleep any longer I'll be too groggy and wake up too tired to focus. Also, clean the hotel while you're at it."

"That's why we have room service, L."

"Faites ce que je dis juste," I slammed the door.

——

"-I wanna call him Levi!"

"That's a stupid name, Izzy!"

"No, your name is stupid, Farlan. Levi is a great name!"

"Shhh! I think he's waking up."

I blinked, seeing an unfamiliar ceiling as well as two curious sets of eyes. "Where?"

"Hi, Levi!"

"Izzy, quiet down, will ya?"

"Sorry."

"I'm not Levi-" I mumbled. "My name is-"

"Levi." A sandy haired boy said. "At least, now it is."

"What do you mean?" I asked, unsure of what the stranger meant.

"We all got new names when we came." The other child, a red haired girl, said excitedly. "I'm Izzy, Isabel for long, and this is Farlan!"

"Far...lan?"

"It's not that weird!" Farlan huffed, glaring at Izzy. "Anyway, you're our new roommate. Do you remember anything?"

I closed my eyes, assaulted by images of a burning home and the sound of my parents screaming. "They saved me but...not my mom and dad."