LIGHT YAGAMI

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Because you said it was impossible to eavesdrop on those voices, logically that means you couldn't make out exact words.

[Light pursed his lips. He struggled for a long time to find the right words to avoid sounding crazy. But he probably had no choice.]

I would say that it is troubling if you can really hear someone talking in this building that shouldn't be here.

[He pointed to the upper left corner. Light no longer looked scared, but rather humiliated and quite angry.]

I'm just making sure that you are safe, Light-kun. I wouldn't want you to get hurt, no matter if I think your Kira or not.

Mhm.

[It didn't take long for L to shift his focus from listening to watching Light. Of course he continued to hold his pose, but the chance of hearing anything was so miniscule, that he'd rather categorize all the different micro expressions that danced across his face. When Light finally turned around, he couldn't help the slight twitch of his lips. The moment he was walking towards the chair, was the one L steeled himself for a few bruises. Maybe a little scuffle would get Light-kun back into the right mind. Ryuzaki had his arm already raised when the chair swung at him, to minimize most of the damage. It still hurt, more than Light's fist had in other altercations. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly down, a muffled, slightly pained noise escaped him and he had to take a step back, while the pain reverberated through his bones.]

[Expression changed as he connected with the blow. But it wasn't pain; instead, he felt it belatedly, out of surprise. Light was sure he could knock L unconscious. Maybe he could hit him in the head, or... But that was impossible now. Why? Why couldn't he do it? Because he never...

[The fight Light put up this time was far more uncoordinated than what L was used to from him. Which made it easier and harder to handle at the same time. He tried to grab Light's arms, to keep his hands away from his hair.]

What can we figure out?!

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Because you said it was impossible to eavesdrop on those voices, logically that means you couldn't make out exact words.

[Light pursed his lips. He struggled for a long time to find the right words to avoid sounding crazy. But he probably had no choice.]

I would say that it is troubling if you can really hear someone talking in this building that shouldn't be here.

[He pointed to the upper left corner. Light no longer looked scared, but rather humiliated and quite angry.]

I'm just making sure that you are safe, Light-kun. I wouldn't want you to get hurt, no matter if I think your Kira or not.

Mhm.

[It didn't take long for L to shift his focus from listening to watching Light. Of course he continued to hold his pose, but the chance of hearing anything was so miniscule, that he'd rather categorize all the different micro expressions that danced across his face. When Light finally turned around, he couldn't help the slight twitch of his lips. The moment he was walking towards the chair, was the one L steeled himself for a few bruises. Maybe a little scuffle would get Light-kun back into the right mind. Ryuzaki had his arm already raised when the chair swung at him, to minimize most of the damage. It still hurt, more than Light's fist had in other altercations. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly down, a muffled, slightly pained noise escaped him and he had to take a step back, while the pain reverberated through his bones.]

[Expression changed as he connected with the blow. But it wasn't pain; instead, he felt it belatedly, out of surprise. Light was sure he could knock L unconscious. Maybe he could hit him in the head, or... But that was impossible now. Why? Why couldn't he do it? Because he never...

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Because you said it was impossible to eavesdrop on those voices, logically that means you couldn't make out exact words.

[Light pursed his lips. He struggled for a long time to find the right words to avoid sounding crazy. But he probably had no choice.]

I would say that it is troubling if you can really hear someone talking in this building that shouldn't be here.

[He pointed to the upper left corner. Light no longer looked scared, but rather humiliated and quite angry.]

I'm just making sure that you are safe, Light-kun. I wouldn't want you to get hurt, no matter if I think your Kira or not.

Mhm.

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Because you said it was impossible to eavesdrop on those voices, logically that means you couldn't make out exact words.

[Light pursed his lips. He struggled for a long time to find the right words to avoid sounding crazy. But he probably had no choice.]

I would say that it is troubling if you can really hear someone talking in this building that shouldn't be here.

[He pointed to the upper left corner. Light no longer looked scared, but rather humiliated and quite angry.]

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Because you said it was impossible to eavesdrop on those voices, logically that means you couldn't make out exact words.

[Light pursed his lips. He struggled for a long time to find the right words to avoid sounding crazy. But he probably had no choice.]

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

[L just waited. Light - at least when he was like this - didn't seem like that much of a danger. Still, this is the boy that became Kira in the first place, so caution was necessary. It was almost a pity when he just put the chair down, he still nodded approvingly.]

[Light shifted awkwardly, trying to peek over L's shoulder, but gradually realized he definitely couldn't do what he wanted]

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

[L sighed, put off by Light's obvious antics.]

[Light stared at L for a long time, gripping the chair roughly halfway up. For a moment, his gaze grew a little more determined, not enough to actually act, but enough to make his intent obvious. Then he lifted his hands slightly, a gesture that embodied the word "almost"; but nothing beyond that "almost" came of it. Light carefully set the chair (which was clearly completely unbroken) aside and sighed.]

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

[L's eyes narrowed slightly in concentration, while he tried to remember the exact blueprint of this part of the building. Light shouldn't be able to hear anyone through the thick walls and no one should be even talking in the room beside him anyways, but maybe some vent or pipe made it possible for sound to travel through that corner. ... The other two options would be that this was one more than obvious trap to strike him down, though that plan would be incredibly stupid without an escape route, or that the prolonged isolation was getting to Light.]

No need to–

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

[L looked at Light with his head tilted, his finger rising to his lip - scrutinizing, after the door automatically closed behind him. The inquiry of itself had been suspicious, but Light's current demeanour didn't alleviate this suspicion one bit.]

No.

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

The chair was of adequate quality.

Um. I think I broke something on the chair. Could you come over and take a look? I wouldn't want to sit on the table or the floor, so I need help.

How’re you holding up, Light?

I sometimes think about that too.

In any case, it will remain nothing more than a fantasy. I’m not a weak person; I have physical strength. But I’m not sure I wouldn’t be frightened if I saw him in pain.

...

No. Of course not. But we both...

I'm not--

I suppose that is one of your only options…

Huh?

How’re you holding up, Light?

I sometimes think about that too.

In any case, it will remain nothing more than a fantasy. I’m not a weak person; I have physical strength. But I’m not sure I wouldn’t be frightened if I saw him in pain.

...

No. Of course not. But we both...

I'm not--

I suppose that is one of your only options…

Huh?

That sounds pretty good. You can...do it too. If you want. You are a good person.