Futatsu no Tsuki
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Tears
Futatsu no Tsuki
Chapter 27
L's pale face paled further as he listened to the officer on the other end of the phone mention a fire. That was more frightening than hearing that Yagami-san had gotten into a car accident.
'During B's original murders, his last one was going to be immolation...' The detective chewed on his thumb, nearly drawing blood.
"Aizawa-san, where is this fire...?" L paused, listening to Aizawa's gruff tone. "A...all right...what? Matsuda's the one who called it in? And...wha...I see..."
L succeeded in drawing blood as he bit deeper on his poor thumb, his stomach twisting. According to Aizawa, after Matsuda called in the fire, the young officer had rushed inside the warehouse in response to a gunshot.
L swallowed and stilled himself against any expression of emotion, though his stomach and head kept telling him to worry. It told him – Yue was in danger.
"Aizawa-san, please get in touch with Ya..." The detective paused at the increase of voices on the other end of the phone line. He blinked, unable to clearly decipher the words said. "What is it, Aizawa-san? What's..."
L paled ten more shades as he listened to the officer's response, his legs already carrying himself toward the hotel room door.
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Matsuda nearly collapsed as he escaped the burning warehouse, carrying someone on his back. He managed to remain standing until the paramedics took the teen he carried from him, then he promptly fell to his knees. Half from smoke inhalation, and half from shock.
'Only one...only one of them...' Unable to speak aloud, he repeated the words over and over in his head. The image that greeted him in that warehouse was mind-numbing. He didn't need to be a genius to know that one of the Yagami twins was dead when he found them inside the warehouse.
The gunshot wound had left its victim unidentifiable.
"On...only..." Matsuda's voice was hoarse and barely there. His eyes watered. His surrounding were a blur as the paramedics made him breathe from an oxygen tank. Panicking, he started to wonder if he was right with his assumption. He hadn't checked on the other twin's pulse, what if he was mistaken? The obsessive thought banged around his brain even though the horrid and gory damage left by the gunshot left little room for doubt. And the coldness of that twin's skin when he'd touched his hand...
"Matsuda!" Aizawa rushed toward his fellow officer after being pushed away from the Yagami twin Matsuda had rescued by the paramedics. He still held his cell phone in his hand even though his call with L had ended. "What happened? Which...? Is there still...inside...?"
Aizawa glanced at the burning building, ready to rush inside himself if need be. An instinct cultivated by being a father, and intensified by the news he had before knowing about the fire. 'Chief Yagami is...I'll be damned if I let either of his sons die...'
Seeing the familiar officer, Matsuda calmed down – just barely avoiding a panic attack. Then he noticed the look in Aizawa's eyes. The look his own eyes had probably held when he ran into the burning warehouse earlier.
"Aizawa-san..." Matsuda said slowly, punctuated by deep breaths of oxygen. He shook his head, unable to keep his tears at bay. "It's...too...late."
"Ah! Then the other one is..." Aizawa turned to run inside, but was held back by Matsuda grabbing his coat. "Matsu..."
"...gunshot wound...to the head...I...was too late..."
Aizawa's eyes widened, his body frozen. Despite the slowness of Matsuda's speech, he understood what his kohai meant. He read it in Matsuda's eyes.
"Damn it." Aizawa clenched his fists, and glared at the warehouse. "Damn it!"
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BAM!
L suddenly found himself on the floor as Aizawa punched him, the sound of the impact echoing through the hospital hallway.
"You...you...this is all your...you!"
"Aizawa-san!" Matsuda and Mogi grabbed hold of their fellow officer as he raged against the raven haired detective.
"If you had only agreed to search for Yue sooner...instead of obsessing about B..." Aizawa struggled against the grasps of his fellow officers, determined to beat the detective into a bloody pulp. He didn't care if he got fired. Didn't care if he got arrested for assault – Aizawa simply wanted to hurt L. "How the HELL are you going to explain to the Chief's wife that not only is her husband dead, but so is one of her sons?! And all because of your bullheaded way of investigating!"
L curled up against the wall, his knees pulled toward his chest. His hair and the downward angle prevented Aizawa from seeing his face.
"And you have the nerve to insist on a fingerprint check to determine which twin is alive?! You...you..."
"Aizawa, please. This is a hospital!" Matsuda pleaded with his sempai.
"No! Not if this bastard keeps trying to persist in his obsession that the Chief's son is Kira!" Aizawa growled, self-aware enough to not yell about the kira part while in the hospital hallway.
L huddled into a tighter ball.
"Aizawa-san!" Watari rebuked the officer as he entered the hall and took in the scene. He swiftly approached L. "Ryuzaki-san?"
"...Watari..." L lifted his head at the sound of the old man's voice. "The investigation...must..." He began in his usual monotone, yet that indifference was canceled out by the sight of his face. His face was pale except for the part where Aizawa's punch landed and his eyes, though slightly wider than normal, were expressionless. Yet his cheeks glistened beneath the hall's overhead lights, sleeked with tears that fell silently, and seemly without the detective's notice, from L's eyes.
Aizawa, Matsuda, and Mogi simply stared at the sight, unable to respond. And when L, perhaps from self-consciousness, hid his face again, Aizawa felt remorse burn inside him.
"Ryuzaki-sa..."
L suddenly stood up and excused himself, his head angled so his hair continued to hide his eyes.
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The doctor sat next to the Yagami-twin's bedside, waiting for an answer to his question. He'd already finished a cursory check of the teen's health, checking heart rate and breathing, as well as the bandage covering one side of the teen's face. Whether it was from the fire or the close proximity of the pistol when it was shot, a large burn had reddened the twin's face; his forearms shared similar wounds where the flames had scorched them.
"What is your name?" The doctor repeated his question.
After a moment of hesitation and a glance away from the doctor's gaze, the teen answered.
"...Light Yagami."
The twin watched as the doctor made note of the name and answered numbly to further questions about his health: how he felt, what he remembered, etc. All the while, his heart pounded. And the cut on his busted lip stung, fiercely.
He didn't relax until the doctor left the room, the name lingering in the air.
His lip continued to sting, as though reprimanding him for his lie.
'…..am I making the right decision?' Yue shivered, already regretting his answer to the doctor's question. He closed his eyes, managing to avoid the tears that threatened to fall. 'What choice do I have? I messed up...the death note...affected aniki instead of me...'
He opened his eyes and stared out the window.
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'The taste of Yue's lips lingered on his tongue; he mulled over that sensation until the eight-teen year old brought his mouth to the detective's chest. All of L's thoughts were washed clear at the feeling of Yue kissing and sucking at the pert nipples and ghost pale skin. A gasp escaped his lips at the touch of teeth grazing over one of the rosy nubs. "Yue..."'
L slammed shut the restroom stall door and leaned over the toilet. He didn't bother to lock the stall, and instead squeezed the toilet bowl until his knuckles turned red from the effort. Nausea rosed from the pit of his stomach as he thought about Yue and then about the police reports.
Though the fire had scorched much of the deceased twin's body, the autopsy showed that death had been nearly instantaneous from the gunshot wound. That fatal wound had blasted through the dead twin's jaw, making identifying the body through medical records impossible, and the fire had obliterated all chance for fingerprint analysis of the body.
The only hope of identifying which twin was which was through fingerprinting the living twin. That, or waiting for that twin to regain consciousness. L didn't know if he could wait that long without knowing.
He also didn't know which twin he wanted to still be alive.
L retched into the toilet, then fell to his knees. Trembling, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Breathing steadily to calm himself, L flushed the toilet and then sat back against the stall door. He slowly gazed up at the ceiling, his eyes red-rimmed, though the rest of his face was devoid of expression.
"Yue...Yue..."
He hugged his knees, pulling them tightly against his chest. The fear he'd felt when Yue had been hit by the car after running into the street was nothing in comparison to what he now felt. One of the Yagami twins were dead.
"Which one is alive? Yue...? Li..." Intense nausea roiled through L's stomach at the mere thought of Light's name, his body and mind revolting over the idea of it being Kira who survived. He rushed back to the toilet and threw up once more.
"Ryuzaki?" Watari knocked on the stall door, his voice saturated with worry. "Are you all right?"
L stood up, his eyes shut, and flushed the toilet again.
"Ryu..."
"Watari?" L whispered, for the first time not holding back the pain in his voice. "...I don't care about the investigation anymore." He paused, breathing in as he shivered and leaned against the stall door. "I want Yue..."
"Ryuzaki..." Watari sighed, his wizened face pained by the sound of distress in L's voice.
The two stood in silence for a while.
"...I don't care if it's a lie. Please tell me he's alive."
"..." Watari breathed in deeply, reluctant to answer the detective. After another few seconds of silence, he spoke. "The surviving Yagami twin has regained consciousness and the doctor is with him..."
L's eyes widened and he opened the stall door; he stared into the old man's face. Unable to read the answer from Watari's face, he asked: "...which is he?"
"Ryuzaki..."
End Chapter
Chapter 27
L's pale face paled further as he listened to the officer on the other end of the phone mention a fire. That was more frightening than hearing that Yagami-san had gotten into a car accident.
'During B's original murders, his last one was going to be immolation...' The detective chewed on his thumb, nearly drawing blood.
"Aizawa-san, where is this fire...?" L paused, listening to Aizawa's gruff tone. "A...all right...what? Matsuda's the one who called it in? And...wha...I see..."
L succeeded in drawing blood as he bit deeper on his poor thumb, his stomach twisting. According to Aizawa, after Matsuda called in the fire, the young officer had rushed inside the warehouse in response to a gunshot.
L swallowed and stilled himself against any expression of emotion, though his stomach and head kept telling him to worry. It told him – Yue was in danger.
"Aizawa-san, please get in touch with Ya..." The detective paused at the increase of voices on the other end of the phone line. He blinked, unable to clearly decipher the words said. "What is it, Aizawa-san? What's..."
L paled ten more shades as he listened to the officer's response, his legs already carrying himself toward the hotel room door.
0
Matsuda nearly collapsed as he escaped the burning warehouse, carrying someone on his back. He managed to remain standing until the paramedics took the teen he carried from him, then he promptly fell to his knees. Half from smoke inhalation, and half from shock.
'Only one...only one of them...' Unable to speak aloud, he repeated the words over and over in his head. The image that greeted him in that warehouse was mind-numbing. He didn't need to be a genius to know that one of the Yagami twins was dead when he found them inside the warehouse.
The gunshot wound had left its victim unidentifiable.
"On...only..." Matsuda's voice was hoarse and barely there. His eyes watered. His surrounding were a blur as the paramedics made him breathe from an oxygen tank. Panicking, he started to wonder if he was right with his assumption. He hadn't checked on the other twin's pulse, what if he was mistaken? The obsessive thought banged around his brain even though the horrid and gory damage left by the gunshot left little room for doubt. And the coldness of that twin's skin when he'd touched his hand...
"Matsuda!" Aizawa rushed toward his fellow officer after being pushed away from the Yagami twin Matsuda had rescued by the paramedics. He still held his cell phone in his hand even though his call with L had ended. "What happened? Which...? Is there still...inside...?"
Aizawa glanced at the burning building, ready to rush inside himself if need be. An instinct cultivated by being a father, and intensified by the news he had before knowing about the fire. 'Chief Yagami is...I'll be damned if I let either of his sons die...'
Seeing the familiar officer, Matsuda calmed down – just barely avoiding a panic attack. Then he noticed the look in Aizawa's eyes. The look his own eyes had probably held when he ran into the burning warehouse earlier.
"Aizawa-san..." Matsuda said slowly, punctuated by deep breaths of oxygen. He shook his head, unable to keep his tears at bay. "It's...too...late."
"Ah! Then the other one is..." Aizawa turned to run inside, but was held back by Matsuda grabbing his coat. "Matsu..."
"...gunshot wound...to the head...I...was too late..."
Aizawa's eyes widened, his body frozen. Despite the slowness of Matsuda's speech, he understood what his kohai meant. He read it in Matsuda's eyes.
"Damn it." Aizawa clenched his fists, and glared at the warehouse. "Damn it!"
0
BAM!
L suddenly found himself on the floor as Aizawa punched him, the sound of the impact echoing through the hospital hallway.
"You...you...this is all your...you!"
"Aizawa-san!" Matsuda and Mogi grabbed hold of their fellow officer as he raged against the raven haired detective.
"If you had only agreed to search for Yue sooner...instead of obsessing about B..." Aizawa struggled against the grasps of his fellow officers, determined to beat the detective into a bloody pulp. He didn't care if he got fired. Didn't care if he got arrested for assault – Aizawa simply wanted to hurt L. "How the HELL are you going to explain to the Chief's wife that not only is her husband dead, but so is one of her sons?! And all because of your bullheaded way of investigating!"
L curled up against the wall, his knees pulled toward his chest. His hair and the downward angle prevented Aizawa from seeing his face.
"And you have the nerve to insist on a fingerprint check to determine which twin is alive?! You...you..."
"Aizawa, please. This is a hospital!" Matsuda pleaded with his sempai.
"No! Not if this bastard keeps trying to persist in his obsession that the Chief's son is Kira!" Aizawa growled, self-aware enough to not yell about the kira part while in the hospital hallway.
L huddled into a tighter ball.
"Aizawa-san!" Watari rebuked the officer as he entered the hall and took in the scene. He swiftly approached L. "Ryuzaki-san?"
"...Watari..." L lifted his head at the sound of the old man's voice. "The investigation...must..." He began in his usual monotone, yet that indifference was canceled out by the sight of his face. His face was pale except for the part where Aizawa's punch landed and his eyes, though slightly wider than normal, were expressionless. Yet his cheeks glistened beneath the hall's overhead lights, sleeked with tears that fell silently, and seemly without the detective's notice, from L's eyes.
Aizawa, Matsuda, and Mogi simply stared at the sight, unable to respond. And when L, perhaps from self-consciousness, hid his face again, Aizawa felt remorse burn inside him.
"Ryuzaki-sa..."
L suddenly stood up and excused himself, his head angled so his hair continued to hide his eyes.
0
The doctor sat next to the Yagami-twin's bedside, waiting for an answer to his question. He'd already finished a cursory check of the teen's health, checking heart rate and breathing, as well as the bandage covering one side of the teen's face. Whether it was from the fire or the close proximity of the pistol when it was shot, a large burn had reddened the twin's face; his forearms shared similar wounds where the flames had scorched them.
"What is your name?" The doctor repeated his question.
After a moment of hesitation and a glance away from the doctor's gaze, the teen answered.
"...Light Yagami."
The twin watched as the doctor made note of the name and answered numbly to further questions about his health: how he felt, what he remembered, etc. All the while, his heart pounded. And the cut on his busted lip stung, fiercely.
He didn't relax until the doctor left the room, the name lingering in the air.
His lip continued to sting, as though reprimanding him for his lie.
'…..am I making the right decision?' Yue shivered, already regretting his answer to the doctor's question. He closed his eyes, managing to avoid the tears that threatened to fall. 'What choice do I have? I messed up...the death note...affected aniki instead of me...'
He opened his eyes and stared out the window.
0
'The taste of Yue's lips lingered on his tongue; he mulled over that sensation until the eight-teen year old brought his mouth to the detective's chest. All of L's thoughts were washed clear at the feeling of Yue kissing and sucking at the pert nipples and ghost pale skin. A gasp escaped his lips at the touch of teeth grazing over one of the rosy nubs. "Yue..."'
L slammed shut the restroom stall door and leaned over the toilet. He didn't bother to lock the stall, and instead squeezed the toilet bowl until his knuckles turned red from the effort. Nausea rosed from the pit of his stomach as he thought about Yue and then about the police reports.
Though the fire had scorched much of the deceased twin's body, the autopsy showed that death had been nearly instantaneous from the gunshot wound. That fatal wound had blasted through the dead twin's jaw, making identifying the body through medical records impossible, and the fire had obliterated all chance for fingerprint analysis of the body.
The only hope of identifying which twin was which was through fingerprinting the living twin. That, or waiting for that twin to regain consciousness. L didn't know if he could wait that long without knowing.
He also didn't know which twin he wanted to still be alive.
L retched into the toilet, then fell to his knees. Trembling, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Breathing steadily to calm himself, L flushed the toilet and then sat back against the stall door. He slowly gazed up at the ceiling, his eyes red-rimmed, though the rest of his face was devoid of expression.
"Yue...Yue..."
He hugged his knees, pulling them tightly against his chest. The fear he'd felt when Yue had been hit by the car after running into the street was nothing in comparison to what he now felt. One of the Yagami twins were dead.
"Which one is alive? Yue...? Li..." Intense nausea roiled through L's stomach at the mere thought of Light's name, his body and mind revolting over the idea of it being Kira who survived. He rushed back to the toilet and threw up once more.
"Ryuzaki?" Watari knocked on the stall door, his voice saturated with worry. "Are you all right?"
L stood up, his eyes shut, and flushed the toilet again.
"Ryu..."
"Watari?" L whispered, for the first time not holding back the pain in his voice. "...I don't care about the investigation anymore." He paused, breathing in as he shivered and leaned against the stall door. "I want Yue..."
"Ryuzaki..." Watari sighed, his wizened face pained by the sound of distress in L's voice.
The two stood in silence for a while.
"...I don't care if it's a lie. Please tell me he's alive."
"..." Watari breathed in deeply, reluctant to answer the detective. After another few seconds of silence, he spoke. "The surviving Yagami twin has regained consciousness and the doctor is with him..."
L's eyes widened and he opened the stall door; he stared into the old man's face. Unable to read the answer from Watari's face, he asked: "...which is he?"
"Ryuzaki..."
End Chapter