For Whom the Bell Tolls {L Lawliet & Light Yagami}

Deluge

Light walked with a purpose, his tennis shoes making soft sounds as he made his way to the door leading to the roof. He wasn't really sure why he was heading here to begin with. At first, he was curious as to where L had run off to, as he hadn't seen or heard from him anywhere in the building for over half an hour.

He'd given the whole task force the day off today, which really surprised Light because he'd never done anything like this before. His father informed him that he'd seen the dark haired detective walking in the direction of the roof when Light asked about his whereabouts. But then, for some unfathomable reason, his curiosity turned into genuine concern for the man. But why?

Why should he actually care about where his archenemy went and what he did with his life? His brain told him that he was only looking for L because he wanted to know if he was doing something that could jeopardize Light's situation, but his heart told him that he was searching for him because he really wanted to know where he'd gone off to and was actually concerned about his well-being. This, he had to admit, just plain confused him.

Although, to be honest, L hadn't been himself lately. Ever since the close of the Yotsuba murders on October 28, Light had noticed some subtle changes in the man. He almost seemed... defeated, like he'd just completely given up on the Kira case and somehow knew something was going to happen to him in the near future.

The man was already basically an enigma, so reading into his thoughts and feelings would have proved to be near impossible, even for someone like Light. He often found himself wondering just what was going on in that brilliant mind of L's. What did he think about all day? He had to have thoughts that pertained to things other than the many cases he always worked on.

Light half-wished that he and L could have met under different circumstances. It would have been so amazing to work alongside the world's greatest detective! Solving the most difficult cases imaginable, bouncing ideas off of him if he wanted to discuss something, possibly becoming his work partner or even a close friend. But it wasn't to be.

Any chances he may have had of being anything other than L's enemy were instantly shattered to pieces from the moment he picked up that Death Note. He found it hard to believe that it had almost been a whole year since taking on his role as Kira. He was quite surprised that L hadn't caught him yet.

Then again, he'd been extremely careful to cover up each and every track he'd made so far. Of course, being the world's greatest detective and having help from police agencies all over the world, L was able to pick up on several clues vital to the investigation that many others would have simply missed. Still, he didn't have any solid evidence to convict Light or Misa as being the first and second Kiras, respectively, so Light was winning in that aspect.

From the moment he'd realized that L was investigating the murders he'd committed with the Death Note and revealed his intentions to him, Light had vowed to uncover his true identity and kill him. They'd both been playing this game for nearly a year now, and all Light had to do was make one final move to rid himself of the detective once and for all. However, there was just one problem, one thing keeping him from killing the man: He'd begun to develop feelings for him.

Not just a friendship like it had been when they were working on the Yotsuba murders together, but feelings of love. No one in his life had ever even come close to L. His appearance, his mannerisms, his profession, his mind, his beliefs.

The man was more like himself than anyone else he'd ever known. Not physically, of course, but mentally? Absolutely.

Light honestly didn't care if they were both men or not. If he loved someone and they loved him back equally, who was anyone to tell them that they couldn't be in a relationship simply because of their sexuality? Love was love. It was meant for two people to decide whether or not they wanted to share it with each other and no one else.