Most nights, Ryuuzaki would stay awake to the clicking and tapping and humming, buzzing sound of his work as L. He would sleep with his eyes open and think to himself. Mostly, he thought about Raito.

Nothing is really certain in life, and no matter what, everyone is ultimately alone. Therefore, Ryuuzaki would do his best to stay stagnant, wrapped in the world of calculations and percent compositions.

One evening, in the dusk of the sun through the blinds, Ryuuzaki hoarsely whispered, "I'm happy that Yagami-kun is here."

This startled Raito, for even he had been confused on where their relationship stood. His eyes widened slightly, and his chest tightened.

"...because Raito-kun is too all alone. So if Raito-kun ever gets lonely, "l" plus "l" equals two, ne?" Ryuuzaki continued, rumpled black hair obscuring his eyes.

Raito found himself opening his mouth, about to contradict him with rushed chatter of Misa and Sayu and Mother and...

Raito found that ultimately, he really was alone. Gods are only powerful when they are alone.

He leaned against Ryuuzaki and closed his eyes; the solid mass of flesh was an assurance better than a kiss.

"Agreed, Ryuuzaki-san."

[those, who can undefile and work out the cryptic postings in my blog, get a cookie from me. for example. a while ago I said, indirectly, I'd throw in some fugue postings in my blog, yes? this is one of them (obviously). what chapter? why, look in the poem. bingo! the chapter is called FENCES. so yes. undefile = cookie. :3 ]