My first DN fanfic, so, instead of being gentle, please put on your concrit hats. They were sold at the door, in a variety of fun colors and flavors.

I don't own Death Note. If I did, I would've understood this concept.

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"L . . . really, how will this work?"

"I told you, Light-kun, please call me Ryuzaki. And, I will have to unchain you for a moment, so it will work."

"Isn't the whole point that we stay chained together?"

"Well, yes, but just for a moment-"

"What if I escape?"

"So you admit to being Kira?"

"No, but you think I-"

"Know."

"Okay, you think you know that I'm Kira- aren't those few seconds it takes me to get my shirt on precious?"

"True, but if you run, then Watari and multiple locked doors will stop you."

"Presuming I'm Kira- which I'm not- can't I just kill them?"

"Fine."

"L. . . why do you have that knife?"

"No one said Light-kun had to wear a shirt."

"L . . . Stop that!"

"Why should I? It is already done anyway. Let us just shower, and then go downstairs- I need some more sweets."

" . . . There's really no choice, is there?"

"No, there isn't."

Half An Hour Later . . .

"Ryuzaki . . . why isn't my son wearing a shirt?"

"Because if he's Kira, a shirt is all it takes."

"Takes to . . .?"

"Kill us all, Yagami-san, kill us all."