Warnings:This story contains rape and other mature themes, such as language and possible homosexual relations. You have been warned.

Disclaimer:I don't own Death Note or any of its respective characters. This is written purely for the enjoyment and consumption of other DN fans. Enjoy!

Edited: 6/19/2012

I hope you enjoy the story. I am currently working on revising the next chapters.

Androphobia

Chapter 1

"Oi, Ryuuzaki!" Light said, looking up from his computer screen.

"Yes, Light-kun?" L asked, not bothering to look up. Light huffed from the lack of attention, but continued to look at L. He was nibbling on his thumb, looking for evidence of Kira. L eventually glanced over at him when he didn't continue speaking.

"I want to go out," he said, trying to leave no room for arguments. L refocused his attention on the document in front of him, thinking silently. He seemed at war within his mind, trying to figure out a compromise to make the boy- his number one Kira suspect, who he shouldn't care if he was comfortable or not- happy. And make sure he didn't try to run away.

"We all want things, Light-kun. But I suppose it couldn't hurt for you to stretch your legs. Please, be back in two hours. I don't want to have to send anyone looking for you." He said, taking time to look up at the teen. Light was smiling an actual nice smile, surprising L and the task force. They had not seen him smile since he was accused of being Kira.

"Thanks Ryuuzaki!" He said, grabbing his jacket and heading towards the door. The older man watched him go, before going back to work.

"Why did you let him go?" Matsuda asked in his childish voice. It sounded almost… jealous. L shook off the thought. There was no way gentle and kind Matsuda was jealous. His suspicion was spiked though, actually taking a chance to study the youngest member of the task force, excluding Light who was a suspect.

"Don't worry, I have men following him." That was all he said. L sighed; it was going to be a long day without Light to entertain him. Slightly surprised by his own thoughts L wasted no time trying to distract himself from the boy who had captivated his interest.

oOo

After Light left the building he knew men were following him. Besides the fact it was something he had done before, and Light heard them. Their heavy footsteps echoed throughout the streets. Their ragged breathing followed soon after. Light's eye began twitching, how loud could they possibly be? He turned around to get a good look at the men following him, when he spotted them all on the ground… dead. Light's eyes widened in shock, who had killed them and how did he not notice? Light heard the ragged breathing again. It was getting closer… closer… closer. He screamed, trying to get away.

"Where do you think you're going, my Pretty?" Light shivered at being called Pretty. He tried to run, but the man caught his arm. He tried to scream again, but the man covered his mouth with his hand. Light knew no one would help him, so he did what he could. He bit the man's hand.

oOo

Teru Mikami was following the one he thought his God, when he realized the boy had numbers. He had numbers! He was not his God! He left the boy without another thought. If he had stayed for only another minute he could have prevented a horrible crime. Rape.

oOo

"Where did Matsuda go?" Ryuuzaki asked, looking at Yagami-san in particular.

"I'm not sure Ryu-," He was cut off when Watari came running into the room. The old man slammed the door shut, breathing heavily.

"Ryuuzaki, we have a problem." Just as he said that Matsuda came back into the room. His clothes were ruffled, but otherwise he looked normal. Ryuuzaki then turned his attention back to Watari.

"What is it?"

"All the men following Light are dead," He said, to out of breath to say it much louder than a whisper. Ryuuzaki's eyes widened and they immediately went to the cameras on each man's body. What Watari had said was right; they were all lying on the ground. He rewound the footage, and found no evidence anyone killed them. Other then the fact the all fell to the ground, never to move again.

"Do you think Light is responsible of this?" He asked calmly, looking to every man's face in the room. Even Soichiro couldn't deny all the signs pointed to his son, the Kira suspect. Maybe he should just refer to his son as Kira. It might just save his time later.

"What are we going to do Ryuuzaki?" L didn't hesitate in his answer, looking at all of the task force members before uttering his answer.

"It's quite simple really. We find Light."

oOo

The man slapped Light across the face when he bit his hand. He groaned, his cheek was killing him. This guy was strong. He continued to struggle, refusing to give up.

"Now listen here Pretty, you will do what I say. You will let me do what I want, and you will deal with it. Got it?" The man asked, staring at Light. He said nothing, nor did he nod his head. The man waited a moment before grabbing something out of his pocket. A knife, the blade shinning with what little light the alley they moved to had. Light's eyes widened even more than they already had, and he began trying to squirm out of his reach. He watched in horror as the knife moved towards his back. His shirt was cut, and the man easily tore it off, leaving his back bare.

"This could have been resolved if you had just said yes," The man purred, scraping his back with the blade. Light gasped, trying to grasp what was going on. Was this man going to kill him like he had the others? He began carving something on Light's back; laughing at Light's pained form. When the man finished, Light had tears running down his face. The pain stung him, like needles repeatedly being inserted into his back. He felt what the man was carving into his skin. He understood exactly what was going to happen, and there was no one to help him. No one to save him from the man that would ruin him. He understood this quite easily; he even accepted it before it happened.

Light woke, groaning as a ray of the sun splashed on his eyes. He was sore, and especially his butt. He then remembered what that man had done to him, and cried. He cried, because he was too weak to fight that man off. He cried because he knew then that the old Light Yagami was no more. All that was left was a shell of what could have been, or should have been.

He crawled, desperately trying to get away from all the bad memories. They came storming back in his head as he cried, and all he wanted was to forget.

Flashback

"Ryuuzaki, help!" Light cried. It was his last effort to get away.

"What did I tell you about yelling?" The man yelled, smacking him. He reached for his pants, slowly pulling them down...

Light woke from his nightmare, and continued to crawl. His vision was blurry, he was becoming increasingly weaker. It was blood loss, or maybe it was the shock finally catching up to him. But he had to hurry and get help if he had any hopes of surviving. He finally reached his torn pants that were discarded on the ground a few feet from where he was. He felt his phone vibrate, and he hurridly reached for the device.

"Hello?" He stuttered out, his voice so quiet it could barely be heard.

"Why did you kill them, Light?" The voice asked. Instantly Light knew it was Ryuuzaki.

"Ryuuzaki… you have to help me," he said, coughing. His health was deteriorating. If he didn't get help soon, he might not make it. He just L would listen to him for once instead of assuming the worst.

"Why would I help Kira?"

"I'm-," He broke out into more coughs.

"Light, what's wrong?" L finally caught on that something was wrong.

"He…. He…" Light couldn't say it. He didn't want L to think he was too weak to defend himself. He didn't want to be weak, he was man, he shouldn't have been so weak as to let the man do what he had. It wasn't fair. It. Wasn't. Fair.

"What? Light, are you okay? What happened?" L was concerned for him? It sounded genuine, and he hoped if nothing more that he was serious.

"Nothing, ju… just come get me, please. I'll… I promise I'll explain,"

"Light-kun I don't-,"

"Two minutes from H.Q…. first alley," he wiped the tears from his eyes as he said so. Admitting how close he was from safety stung even more. He was two minutes away from the place of his imprisonment. How weak did he have to be? More tears leaked from his eyes as he felt what little strength he had left flow from his body.

"… Light… fine." Ryuuzaki hung up. Light did his best to stay patient, but five minutes passed and Ryuuzaki still didn't show. He was beginning to wonder if he had miss judged his position.

oOo

Ryuuzaki stared at his phone. What had happened to Light to make him cough, and what sounded like crying? But then he thought for a moment, what if this was a trap? He decided what he would do.

oOo

Light finally heard a car pull up. Thinking it was Ryuuzaki he waved the car over. The parson that walked out was definitely not Ryuuzaki. Thinking the man was coming back he scrambled back, whimpering.

"Found him, L," The man growled into the phone in his hand.

"Where i..is Ryuuzaki?" Light asked. If this man knew L then maybe he was safe.

"Why do you care, Kira? You want to kill him? And stop acting hurt, we both know you're faking it," He said, grabbing light's arm. The man realized that the Kira suspect was wearing less clothes then what had left with. "Your shirt, what happened to it?"

"It's… I didn't have enough time to get it," he said, coughing. It was getting harder to breath. The blonde sighed, but lead him to the car. L sat patiently watching the whole thing. If he had to guess he would say Light had been in a fight or raped, but he didn't think he was raped. There was no way that he could have been taken that easily. As they entered the car L studied Light. As soon as Light saw L he wrapped his arms around him. He cried, squeezing his shirt for comfort. L didn't understand why he did what he did, but there was some feeling in him that urged him to comfort him.

"Light, what's wrong?" He asked. His hand went to his bare back, and Light hissed in pain. Ryuuzaki's eyes widened, he felt the all too familiar substance of blood on his hand. Before he moved his hand away he felt the cuts on the boy's back. Pulling his hand back, he studied the amount of blood on it. It was quite a lot, and L nervously turned the boy around. Mine. His back said Mine.

AN: Here is the revised version of it. Hopefully I'll have the others finished by the end of the week, and maybe even a full update! The plot didn't change, you may have noticed I made things a little more realistic, hopefully. If not don't be afraid to point that out. Anyway, if the next chapter doesn't a line perfectly with this I apologize.

All for now!

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