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The Sugar Cube Fort	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Het-Male/Female Views: 2334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 22: VACATION III
L lay there, looking up at Rem with lust-clouded eyes, bits of dead leaves in his hair, moss and leaves underneath him at the flattened juncture of so many branches. His black, spiky hair was fanned out slightly around his head, his long-sleeved white t-shirt had both green and brown smears on it from the moss and the dirt, and his jean-clad legs were sprawled lazily, slightly spread, his knees crooked. Leaf-shaped patches of shadow ran back and forth across him constantly as the branches far above tossed in the breeze.
Then he closed his eyes, his incredibly dark eyelashes standing out starkly against his pale skin, and he leaned his head back, his chin jutting up and his strangely-shaped Adam's apple sticking out. Slowly, as Rem continued to rub his nipples with her ice-hold fingers, L's face drained of all tension, and he looked very serene. He was small and child-like, with his slender, spindly limbs. L looked fragile and brave at the same time, and Rem felt a strong desire to protect him, while simultaneously thinking she'd never seen such a beautiful human being.
Then, as L wriggled there under her touches, a smile came across his face, a real smile, not the ghost-of-a-smile kind of thing that sometimes played about his lips when he was amused. The real smile looked almost unnatural on him, as if his face wasn't shaped quite right to accommodate it. But, however unnatural it was, it was also pleasant. It made L look very sweet and innocent.
Then L said, in a husky, excited whisper, "Rem, I want you to hold me down and pleasure me until I can't take any more. I don't care if I'm sore for a week again. I want a dozen or so orgasms right now, right here, in this tree. It's a very nice day, isn't it?"
Rem replied, "It's a wonderful day."
And it was. The crisp but not too cool autumn air was exhilarating, the multicolored riot of leaves all around was beautiful, and the gentle, teasing breeze was just right, creating an almost musical rustling of swishing leaves and swaying branches. There was a lazy kind of feeling to the entire scene, as if they could take their time, stay forever, with nothing around them ever changing, the sun staying up, the weather remaining pleasant.
Leisurely, Rem withdrew her hands from L's shirt and considered how to best pin him down to limit his thrashing and bucking during his climaxes. Thankfully, the bowl-shaped depression where the tree trunk suddenly split into many branches was large enough that there was no real danger of L plummeting out of the tree. He was lying in an area that was almost flat from the considerable dead leaves collected there, surely with soil further down, and the branches ascending on all sides were too close to each other to admit a human body until they rose about three feet from the floor of the depression.
It was important to center L, and make sure he was comfortable. This was going to bruise anyway, but it would be best to not leave a bruise on his back as well as his chest. Rem gathered more leaves and stuffed them under L's body until he was well-cushioned, then straddled his knees to pin the lower half of his body and used one large hand that nearly spanned his entire chest to pin the upper half of him.
L made a kind of purring mumble, very cat-like in tone, and opened his eyes to lazily stare at her. His inky eyes shone with approval and lust. His expressions weren't as unreadable as they used to be. Either he was showing more emotion in front of her, or she was learning to read him better.
She could feel him shivering slightly, but it was probably from arousal rather than her coldness. There hadn't been enough time yet for her icy cold to seep through his clothing. He was certainly aroused. An erection was nudging the baggy crotch of his jeans upward, and his breathing rate had increased. Rem began to reach forward with her other hand, the one that wasn't pinning him down, and suddenly intense anticipation and need came into L's face as he watched her action. He wanted this so badly.
Rem decided L needed a little more than just a long string of orgasms, so she decided to take the beginning a bit slowly, to get him truly worked up first. She phased her hand, moving it inside his groin and orienting it just right, so she was reaching right into the midst of all the internal structures. Rem started by fingering along slowly, exploring, finding little places inside where she could materialize a fingertip and prod with such delicate little touches. L was moaning and sweating, staring up at her with wonder and need in his wide black eyes. When she was inside him, stimulating him so very directly, the tiniest, brushing touches were felt by him as extremely strong.
She was going right to the source, finding the root of his penis, inside his body, where nobody else could touch, and exploring along the entire network of complex structures strung between his prostate gland and penis. Rem could tell which ones were involved with the arousal process and which weren't because the erotic structures were engorged and swollen. Whenever she nudged any of them, however slightly, she provoked such delicious reactions in L, such pleased vocalizations and beautiful, intense facial expressions. His body was a musical instrument that she was learning to play, beginning to know how to make it respond just the way she wanted. He was bucking and rocking underneath her as she pleasured him.
In a strained, husky voice, L said, "Make me come, Rem, make me come."
Rem made sure she had him pinned securely, and then reached for that surefire way to give him an instant orgasm, the prostate gland. She materialized her fingertips just around it, cradling it gently, and then gave it the tiniest squeeze. L's eyes went very wide and he gasped out, "Rem!"
At the same moment, his back arched and his chest slammed upward into her other hand, his body twitching, his face glowing with the intensity of his orgasm, his lips red and his cheeks flushed an incredible rosy pink. His body jerked in a rhythm before limply subsiding, and he looked so very pleased. His fingertips were buried deeply in the thick green moss to either side of him.
L lay his head on its side, looking almost sleepy, and chuckled. He was giddy. His face was perfect and beautiful. It was so wonderful to see this kind of pleasure in a human. L was Rem's little miracle. He put on this secret show just for her, and in return, she gave him a kind of inhuman bliss.
He said, "It's so good. What you can do is just... unbelievable. I wish you could feel it."
L lay there a bit longer, basking in the afterglow, the slightest breeze just barely stirring a few strands of his spiky black hair. Then he said, "Do it again!"
Rem obliged, and L was instantly a shuddering, moaning mess, intense flashes of feeling moving through his face as he tossed his head from side to side and his heels drummed behind her and his fingers dug up gobs of moss and his chest tried so desperately to surge upward. His eyes were fixed on hers even as his head moved, and they had never looked deeper. They were filled with something extreme, a kind of attachment. Being in love, perhaps?
Then, before the last twitches left his body, he roared, "Do it!"
Rem gave his prostate a gentle squeeze. The intensity hadn't left his face yet from the previous orgasm, and the new surge coming into his face built on that, starting to move his facial expression into that inhuman range, the bliss so extreme that his face no longer seemed quite natural. It was getting there, to that state far beyond ordinary bliss, and the bucking and surging movements were even more intense than before.
This time, when L relaxed, he went into a series of soft giggles. He sounded drunk, but his eyes were sparkling, and gazing at Rem with stark adoration. Rem drank in the sight, his face, his eyes, his whole body radiating the signs of being languid, relaxed, pleased. He was sprawled there perfectly trusting, willing, begging her with his eyes to do him some more, and then, in a few moments, his voice was begging as well so she obliged once again, drinking in the sights and the sounds of L's orgasm, imprinting them on her memory.
With repeated cycles, L was sinking into the experience, losing himself, recovering less during each between-orgasms state. He truly appeared quite drunk, drunk on happiness, as he slowly wriggled in pleasure and asked her to do it again and again, often shouting out, "Yes," at his very peak, as he surged and arched within her grasp.
Then, the recovery periods were getting longer. L seemed almost stunned, with periodic trembling fits, but he just kept asking for more even though he was now spacing the orgasms out. Rem hadn't been keeping track, but she was sure he was approaching twenty. He was certainly at least in the lower teens.
One time, right after he said, "Do it!" Rem heard a scraping noise behind and somewhat below her. She stopped and listened. It was getting closer, ascending the tree. A squirrel? L cocked his head to the side and listened as well. His eyes were glassy, and his limbs were shivering so slightly it was almost imperceptible. Rem turned to look behind her as the sound continued to ascend.
Suddenly, Light's head popped up in the space between two branches.
L looked directly at him, and said, "You!"
Light said nothing, but continued up and in no time was clambering into the bowl-shaped depression. Rem made herself immaterial and moved back from Light at the same time.
L said, "Don't touch me!"
L got up and scrambled backwards on shaking legs, going up and outward onto a branch. He said, "If you don't stop right there, I'll fly away again."
L's eyes were crackling with an angry energy. Rem positioned herself to grab L and fly away with him, but Light stopped.
Light said, "I heard your voice. Other people did too, but I was the only one who figured out your location. It took forever to climb this tree."
L said, "Light, why are you here?"
"I wasn't sure you'd return. Besides, the answers you gave me didn't have any details at all."
L said, "Light, you are a stupid mass murderer and you lost. The only thing you will still get from me is to force me to watch your death, and you'll only get that if you don't threaten me any more. I don't care about your father this much. I will go home."
Anger and panic flashed through Light's face in several cycles. Finally, Light said, "Fine. But you have to stay like you said you would. No more running off by yourself. What were you doing all the way up here?"
L pointed at the damp patch on the front of his jeans and said, "You're a genius, why didn't you figure it out at soon as you saw me? I was masturbating."
Light turned red.
L said, "I'm going to fly down. I'll wait for you at the base of the tree. I'm sure you can climb down since you managed to get up."
Rem grabbed L and jumped off the tree.
Light said, "Hey! Carry me too!"
L replied, "Sorry, I can't carry another person."
When Rem deposited L on the forest floor, he looked upward with an almost-smile on his lips, watching Light struggle to descend. L still had a face that was shining and flushed from his many orgasms, and his eyes held a look that was odd even for L. After amusing himself for a bit watching Light, L began roaming around the base of the tree. Soon he found a damp patch on the forest floor, not exactly a puddle, but quite wet and choked with moss and dead leaves. He pressed himself into it and rolled around, making quite a mess of himself.
Rem said, "What is that for?"
L said, "It is not appropriate for a man to appear in public with an obvious semen stain, especially around a girl Sayu's age. Watari might not find me until after someone has seen me. Now I have damp patches everywhere, so it should not be obvious that the one in my crotch is any different."
Then L got on his cellphone and talked to Watari about bringing a clean set of clothes, and where to meet. By the time L finished with that, Light was halfway down the tree. L looked up again, watching Light with a feral cat-like expression, just like a cat that has grabbed a morsel it likes and won't let go.
L said, "I did win against Kira, didn't I? I couldn't have done it at all without you, and I also had plenty of help from the investigation team, but I still won."
Rem looked up at the slender, beautiful teenage boy who was cursing as he awkwardly descended and said, "Yes. You won, and Kira lost."
L nodded to himself, and in an absent tone of voice, as if it didn't matter at all, he said, "Another closed case for L."
Then he crouched down and meticulously arranged and re-arranged the leaves by his feet as he waited for Light. L's entire body was still displaying the after-effects of his orgasms, especially his face and eyes. His cheeks were pink, his face was oddly, almost unnaturally, serene, and his eyes had a feverish look that was somehow hyper and languid at the same time.
When Light reached the bottom of the tree, L got up, put his hands in his pockets and started walking down the hill, stooped over in his usual slouch. His gait was just a bit shaky. He said, "Light, don't try to attack me from behind. I have eyes in the back of my head."
Rem took the hint and watched Light closely. Light did nothing except try to brush the various forest debris from his clothing and hair, and then quietly followed after L.
As Light and L descended the hill and emerged from the trees into the park proper, Ryuk swooped in to join them. He said, "Hey there, Light. Sorry I ran off by myself for a little while, but you wouldn't believe how many outdoor fruit vendors there are just a bit west of here. I had to spend quite a lot of time waiting just so they wouldn't see me swiping their stuff."
L glanced at Ryuk briefly, but Light, of course, was completely oblivious.
Ryuk scratched his neck and said, "Sometimes it's hard to believe he can't hear me. I just got so used to talking with him."
L and Light only got a little distance into the park when the rest of the Yagami family saw them. Sayu squealed and ran at them, then she stopped abruptly and looked both of them over. Her eyes took in the fragments of leaves in their hair, the dirt scuffs on their clothing, and the wet patches all over L. Light was in considerably better shape since he hadn't dirtied himself on purpose and had actually tried to clean up. L was still a bit unsteady on his feet, and his eyes had an odd look in them.
Sayu said, "What happened to you two? You look like you were rolling around on the ground."
L replied, "We saw a huge pile of leaves and tried to play in it, but it was dirtier and damper than we thought."
Sayu said, "You got Light to do that? Wow, I'm really envious."
Light said, "Yes, we're very good friends."
Sayu got a twinkle in her eye and said, "Ryuzaki, now you'll have to buy new clothing. I'm sure the shops are still open."
L said, "Actually, my butler will arrive in just a few minutes with clean clothing for me. I assume we're returning to the food court soon for the evening meal?"
"Yes," Sachiko said, "we'll watch the sunset from there, and then go home."
She gestured toward the west, where the sky was already turning red even though the outdoor illumination was still as bright as day. Right at the horizon, a few bright flickers of the sun could just be seen poking out from a mass of trees.
Light focused on that horizon longer than anyone else, a creeping horror coming into his face.
Soon, the Yagami family had settled down in the same food court as lunch for another meal, and L was wearing a clean outfit, but he still had a few bits of dead leaves in his hair. It was much quieter without Misa. Ryuk mostly stood behind Light, indulging in one-way chatter, and L barely picked at his food, not eating much, and not even interested in arranging it much.
L still radiated a kind of bliss, and the last remains of his intense flush from earlier had not yet faded from his face. L's eyes had a stunned, glassy look, and he did not focus on his surrounding much at all. He was acting odder than ever. When L leaned his head against his knees and hummed happily to himself in a drunken kind of way, Light went over to him, yanked his head up, looked directly into his eyes and said, "What is wrong with you? Are you on drugs? Is that what you really did when you said you were going to see your made-up girlfriend?"
L gave Light a little half-smile that did look positively drugged and said, "You're just jealous that my girlfriend is better than your girlfriend. My girlfriend could kick the snot out of you, just like I can."
Light face twisted into a snarl, and he said, "That's because you have stupid... stuff... that doesn't make sense. Otherwise, I would have beaten you in the forest."
Sachiko said, "Please don't fight, boys. I'm sure we can all get along. Ryuzaki, we can take you home if Light doesn't behave himself."
L said, "I would like to go home."
"No!" Light said, "I forbid it."
"See?" L said half-mournfully, "he won't let me go home."
Then L leaned his head against his knees once more and hummed a quiet little happy tune that was just a bit crazy.
Sayu frowned, looked at her brother and said, "I don't know what it is between you two, but you're way too obsessed with him. Can't you see you're scaring Ryuzaki?"
"No," L said, "he is not scaring me, and my desires don't matter. We will do what Light wants. I will be quiet from now on."
Sachiko said, "Ryuzaki, are you sure? We don't want to make anything unpleasant for you."
L said, "I will stay."
Sayu walked over to stand by L, with a protective look on her face. She absently used one hand to smooth his hair.
She said, "Light, you're going to be nice and stop bothering him. Otherwise, I'll get in a fight with you, and you'll hate it because I fight dirty. I have those twisting pinches that leave horrible bruises, remember? Just because I haven't done it in a few years, don't think you're safe."
Sachiko held out some money and said, "Sayu, would you run back to the food vendors and see if they still have that fresh mochi with red bean and peach jam inside? Buy as many pieces as you can with this."
"Yes, Mom." Sayu said, and took the money.
As soon as Sayu had run out of sight, Sachiko turned to Soichiro and said, "I know something is going on, and I think I can guess. You know it, Light knows it and Ryuzaki knows it. Would you like to tell me?"
Soichiro said nothing, but a horribly stricken look came into his face.
Sachiko's look of concern and sadness deepened. She said, "Something went wrong with the investigation, didn't it? Are both of you dying?"
L said, "We believe Kira scheduled Light's death for this evening. Your husband is completely safe. Someone on the investigation team performed an action that saved his life. We cannot tell you more because it is classified information."
Sachiko bowed her head and closed her eyes. Her hands, resting in her lap, held each other and tightened. Light came over to his mother and put an arm across her shoulders.
In a quiet voice, Sachiko said, "I've been preparing for this, expecting this, for a long time. But, Light is so young."
After a pause, she said, "Do you know the time of death?"
L glanced at Ryuk, and Ryuk said, "Oh, I guess I'll wait until they take him home. Light may as well die where he's comfortable, not in some stupid park."
L said, "We think there is enough time left to take Light home. Mrs. Yagami, I want you to know that your husband will never be in danger of being killed by Kira. I can't tell you why, and you must never leak this information, but we believe both Kiras have been neutralized and we just need a couple of months to tie up loose ends before shutting down the investigation. I'm sure you've seen the headlines about the Kira murders ceasing this last week. It will be your husband's choice whether he returns to the task force or not, but if he does he'll only be doing a bit of paperwork. He will not be risking his life."
Sachiko nodded, and a grim look of resignation came into her face. She said, "Then, when Sayu returns, we will leave."
There was only silence between the humans then, though Ryuk made a few crass comments about Light's upcoming death. Light continued to grasp his mother's shoulders, and his eyes were wider and rounder than Rem had ever before seen. He kept looking at the sky, as if the spreading red along the horizon were some kind of death clock. Soichiro shuffled his feet a lot and kept nervously clearing his throat, especially in response to Ryuk's comments. Soichiro would not look at Light.
A sudden outburst from Light broke the silence. In a pained, angry voice, Light said, "What I did, it had to have been right. I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't right. You know that, don't you, Dad? Don't you?"
Soichiro said, "Kira is a deluded individual. Violence can't be solved by killing more people. Society has a right to decide what to do with its criminals, as a joint decision. Kira was corrupted by a power no human should have."
Light was looking all around, at the ground, at the sky, at the trees in the distance. He didn't look at his parents at all.
Light said, "I didn't do anything wrong. Whose fault is this? What happened? It wasn't my fault."
L said, "It was my fault for handling things the way I did. If I'd completed the surveillance loop early in the investigation, so there were no holes at all, no way for Kira to secretly kill, Kira would be dead and you would be alive, Light."
Soichiro said, "Light, I raised you to accept responsibility for your actions. Please do not make this harder. There is nothing I or anyone else can do about it now."
Sweat was beading on Soichiro's forehead and his eyes held an expression that was both strained and kind-hearted at the same time.
"But," Light said, "this shouldn't be happening. It wasn't my fault."
Sachiko said, "There will be no more talk of this. It is the wrong time to lay blame."
"But.." Light started, when Sachiko stopped him with a gentle shushing noise and a finger laid tenderly against his lips.
Sachiko said, "Whatever went wrong with the investigation, it does not matter now. We should value the time we have left and be grateful only one person was killed instead of everyone."
Then Sachiko was stroking the side of Light's head, petting his hair softly, while Light's eyes went round and frightened, focused on the red in the sky. She was still doing it when Sayu arrived.
Sayu said, "Obviously, I'm the life of the party. Look how gloomy you get when I'm gone for just a few minutes! Well, I've got plenty of fresh mochi for everyone. That should cheer you up."
As she handed out the treats, L said, "Light, this is your last chance to decide. Do you really want me home with you this evening?"
Light gave L a quick angry look and said, "Of course I do. You're my best friend."
And then, in a slightly quieter voice that held a hint of a sinister tone, Light said, "Ryuzaki, you're the only friend I've had who's ever been able to tell when I was lying."
The trip home was uneventful, with very little talking in the car except from Sayu. She continuously teased the others about how quiet and gloomy they were being. Soichiro and Light did not meet eyes at all. Soichiro's face had a set, painful expression. Toward the end of the trip, L drew Sayu's teasing away from the others by getting her involved in a detailed conversation about chess.
As soon as everyone entered the Yagami house, Light got out a chess set, put it on the coffee table in the living room, and said, "I'd like to play against Ryuzaki."
Light's mother sat next to him on the couch, and L settled into a chair he scooted up to the opposite side of the coffee table. After the game had gone on for just a few minutes, Light reached out and grabbed L's wrist as he was trying to move a piece.
Light said, "You're trying to let me win. Stop it. Play for real."
And then, the game continued, but Rem didn't really watch it; she looked at the humans. Light didn't accuse L of trying to throw the game any more, and both men had focused expressions on their faces. L had a calm focus, like when he arranged his food, but Light had a kind of angry, desperate focus. Ryuk wasn't following the game either; he kept chattering to Light about various things, mostly fun moments they'd shared in this very house.
Finally, Ryuk said, "How long does this game go? Well, Light, I think it's time."
L's demeanor changed suddenly. It was subtle, but Light picked up on it immediately, and looked at his father to see a horrible expression on his father's face. Light glanced frantically around the room in a panic, as if he thought he would be able to see his death approaching and fend it off.
Ryuk continued, "It was fun, Light, wasn't it? I only have one regret. I really wish I could have told you Ryuzaki's real name. It's hilarious. We would have had a good laugh over that one."
Then Ryuk opened his death note and wrote in it. As soon as he was done, he said, "Just as we agreed, Ryuzaki, it's painless. Light will fall asleep very quickly and then he'll stop breathing."
A drowsy look was already coming into Light's eyes. He was blinking constantly, and vigorously shook his head a few times, but the sleepiness was overtaking him relentlessly. He began sinking backwards into the couch, then rested his head on his mother's shoulder before violently snapping his head upright again.
L said, "Light, there is something in you that is very good, very noble."
Light's head was flopping helplessly onto his mother's shoulder, his eyes closing and opening jerkily as he tried to resist sleep. One last time, his eyes came fully open and he looked straight at L. He said, "You're a liar, Ryuzaki."
Then Light's eyes closed for the last time and he slumped to his mother's side. He was sleeping, so peacefully, his face composed and beautiful, every muscle relaxed and content. He looked angelic. Then, after a few minutes, everything in his body went slack and the breathing stopped. Light's mother and father shook him, tried to restart the breathing and called the paramedics.
From then on, it was chaos, and screaming, and sobbing, and the ambulance workers walking in and out, and a breathing machine hooked up to Light with tubes everywhere, and the entire time L stood well off to the side, never venturing close to Light's body as Sayu, Sachiko and Soichiro did. Finally, the paramedics gave up on resuscitating Light in the house and hauled him away. Rem wasn't sure whether Light was being taken to the morgue or to the hospital for further attempts, but she did know he was dead. His name and lifespan were gone, and the death note never failed.
The surviving family members stayed back, bowing their heads, holding hands. L tried to quietly slip away at that moment but Soichiro's head snapped up and he said, "Ryuzaki!"
L turned to look back and said, "Chief Yagami, you do not need to return to work until you feel you are ready. I will make sure you receive honors even though the exact nature of your contribution can never be revealed to your superiors."
Soichiro sighed and said, "I don't deserve to be a cop at all, much less receive special honors. I failed miserably. I could have been more helpful. If I'd been smarter, sooner, the case would have been closed long before now."
"On the contrary," L said, "you've gone far beyond what should be asked of any cop or parent. Do not quit the force, unless it is a temporary measure to receive a long paid vacation and recover from your ordeal. And, if you had realized more of the true solution sooner, I'm sure you would have died then."
L left the house, Ryuk trailing behind him, and Watari immediately pulled up outside. As L climbed into the car, he said to Ryuk, "Your apples are in room 154B at headquarters. You can get them now."
Ryuk looked befuddled, and kept scratching at his body, mostly the side of his neck and the middle of his chest. He lingered in the car as Watari pulled away.
Finally, Ryuk said, "It's hard to believe he's gone. I keep feeling like I could just go back to his house and everything would be like it was before."
Ryuk paused to itch himself restlessly some more, then said, "This is uncomfortable. What is this?"
L quietly said, "I suspect you have feelings for Light."
"Feelings!" Ryuk scoffed.
But Ryuk continued to look mournful and uncomfortable for the entire trip back. He could have easily flown directly to headquarters to get his apples sooner, but he didn't. Even when L arrived and made his way through the security checkpoints into the building, Ryuk stuck to him instead of going ahead.
As they got on the elevator and L began ascending to his suite of rooms, Ryuk said, "What is left for me now? The shinigami realm? Apples? It isn't enough."
Rem said, "Perhaps if you spend time in the human realm, you can find another human to love. I successfully found another when Misa was unsuitable. I still love her, but I don't think I should even see her much any more. Like you, I've been cut off from a human I love."
Ryuk began jumping uncomfortably from one foot to another.
"What is this?" Ryuk said, "It's like something is broken inside me."
Ryuk grabbed L by the shoulders and looked directly into his face from a few inches away. Then Ryuk said, "You're smart. Tell me what to do. How do I make this better?"
L said, "I'm not someone who can help you. If you want, I can arrange for you to see a psychiatrist. That's how humans fix these things but I'm not sure it would work the same way for a shinigami."
Rem smiled as she tried to imagine how a psychiatrist would react to counseling Ryuk. Especially about the topic of him killing his mass-murdering friend.
Ryuk asked, "Will a psychiatrist show me how to stop having feelings?"
"No," L said, "a psychiatrist would merely show you how to deal with the feelings you already have."
"That's no good," Ryuk said, "I need to be rid of these things."
Rem said, "The shinigami king might know, but if he's not in a helpful mood, perhaps Nu knows a way. You've got the perfect bribe for her now, so you can get information out of her as long as you aren't noisy."
Ryuk said, "The old man isn't going to help me. He's going to be angry about that trick I played on him for the next century."
Ryuk began growing out the feathers on his shoulders into huge, black wings. Just as he crouched to launch himself through the ceiling, Rem grabbed his arm and said, "If you kill Ryuzaki, or do anything that would lead to his death, I will find a way to torment you for it."
Ryuk said, "Oh, don't worry. He's special. I'd like to see what happens to him."
Ryuk's eyes were following the crack that wormed its way slowly through L's name and lifespan. Then Ryuk let loose an evil little chuckle and flew through the ceiling.
L said, "Ryuk sounded like he had something specific in mind. What is special about me?"
Rem said, "I would like to tell you, but it's too closely associated with your name and lifespan. I can't risk that it might kill me."
"It's associated with my name and lifespan? If it were just the lifespan, I would suspect that my remaining time was either unusually short or unusually long, but I'm not sure how to figure this out. What could be odd enough about my name that a shinigami thinks it is special?"
Rem said, "I researched it, and I wasn't able to find out much but I was led to believe it wasn't important."
L replied, "You must have researched it in the shinigami realm. I already have a low opinion of shinigami knowledge."
Rem agreed, completely unaware that, within a week, L's opinion of shinigami knowledge would sink to an entirely new low.
A/N (Author's Note):
Well, the big cliffhanger finally came. Ryuk killed Light, but now he's all sad about it. But, there are still additional consequences to Ryuk's action. I won't say whether Light will somehow be back or whether it will merely be Light's scheme that intrudes, but, one way or another, the main characters aren't finished with Light in the way they thought they were finished.
In this chapter, I really wanted to show Sayu and Sachiko to be smarter and more assertive than in Death Note canon, where they aren't given much to do. I wanted to have Sachiko cut off Light's attempt at a Hannibal Speech (even though innocent!Light can't rant anything like Kira!Light can) and I wanted to have Sayu threaten to beat up Light in order to protect L.
Anyway, love the reviews! Thank you so much for appreciating what is essentially a crack pairing gone over to the good side. I just have this weak spot for trying to make crack pairings work (or, in my humor fics, for trying to make them even crackier than they already are, but either way, I can't seem to resist writing about them).
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The Sugar Cube Fort