Father and Son Chapter 2: Son to Father, a death note fanfic

Pairing: L/Light

Summary: Love has no boundaries for love is sick causing you to do irrational things. A story in Soichiro's point of view focusing on the night he raped his son and killed himself.

A/N: Chapter in Lights POV! I Love You Guys so much I just couldn't go on without giving you all your awaited Light POV! For the record I cried a little writing this. Lol! PLEASE READ THE STORY NO-HOPER BY:RUIN TAKADA AND REVIEW! Its written by a friend of mine

Son to Father:

My dad has always been nothing less of a hero to me. He's assertive and courteous at the same time. He protects me, my mom and Sayu and the whole town while still being humble. That's why I make sure I accomplish nothing short of the best so I can one day be a man as great as he.

I clenched my pencil tightly cutting a quick glance at L who was more leisurely going about his work. Come on… Why does this problem have to be so long? I nearly ripped a whole through the paper with the sharpened graphite tip. With the pace I was going at L can't possibly win this time!

"I finished my Homework before you L!" I proclaimed triumphantly as I shoved the paper in his face. Spindly pale fingers playfully batted the sheet away.

"No you finished the exact same time as me." He said offhandedly as he stretched, revealing that sultry smirk that he flashed on occasion. Some call it creepy, I call it sexy. I couldn't control the way my eyes roved slowly over his beautiful form.

"Mel, change the Playlist!" Matt yelled over the loud music. I don't even know how I can think with the music blaring so loudly. I watched as the redhead drew the thin cigarette between pink lips and inhaled slowly releasing the smoke in a lazy stream that quickly clouded then disappeared. I always enjoy watching him smoke. It amazes me, the amount of cigarettes Matt indulges himself with it makes me want to see if one day he'll ever choke on all those cancer sticks he pollutes his body with.

"What is this?" L began to flip through the pages of my doodle pad and my eyes widened a fraction.
"Put that back!" He was on the one page I would've dreamed him not to be on. He smirked again—he's been doing that quite a bit today—as I leaned and tried to snatch the accursed pad away from him.

"You sketch me?" I lent even closer, desperately trying to keep my balance as I tried to obtain my sacred doodle pad from his spindly clutches. Then I guess L decides it's a fine enough time to whip his legs open…that bastard… Shit! My face burned. Even though we were dating now it still was sort of embarrassing to have things like this happen. I glanced from the corner of my eye to Mello and Matt. Matt was still smoking while Mello was lying back with his eyes closed, arm draped over Matt's pelvis. I shyly looked up at L who had sat up causing me to straddle his narrow hips. His hands were warm on my lower back and his lips looked tempting. I shut my eyes and leaned into him ready for contact with those taunting-

"Snacks Boys!" I scrambled off of L's lap and sighed irritably. I'm starting to think my dad has some creepy ER or something that tells him to ruin every moment me and L are about to have.

"Dad Potato chips, Pizza bites and pop? I told you to get something sweet because L doesn't like salty things." I think he deliberately does this to get some self-satisfaction out of L's displeasure. I don't know why he hates L so much, but he just does.

"Must've forgotten ." He sheepishly chuckled and handed me the snacks. He knows damn well he didn't… I shoved the tray into Mello's hands and then proceeded to push my hovering father out of the room. As soon as that task was finished and I heard the reassuring sound of the creaking stairs I smiled. I turned to see everyone sitting cross legged around the platter. L whipped a bag of doughnuts out of his school bag and smiled.

"You shouldn't have to bring your own..." I frowned and reached for a crispy potato chip.

"All is well." A wet doughnut kiss was sloppily placed on my cheek and I grimaced.

"Light your Dad fucking is weird!" Mello confessed out of nowhere followed by an affirming nod from Matt. Where did that come from? I know he's not exactly normal but then again whose parents are? My father is an honorable man.

"He's a little strange but not that weird." I took a sip of pop and nearly choked when L blurted out something from behind me.

"How he looks at you makes me feel uneasy." He stared quizzically at the confection in his hand as he spoke.

"What are you all insinuating!" I half-near yelled at the three as they continued to give me that I-see-something-that-you-don't head shake.

"…He's a fucking creep…" Matt mumbled sending Mello into an obnoxious fit of laughter. Even L snorted into his drink.

"Oh whatever." I huffed and reached for more junk food.

"Love you too."

"Goodbye Matt!" I yelled from the stair case as he began to make his way to the door.

"Goodbye Light, see ya tomorrow!" He tried to stifle laughter as he glanced towards my dad who was sporting the glare-o-death.

"Goodbye Mello!" He returned the same look my Dad was shooting both him and Matt and pushed the said redhead out the door.

"Bye Light..." was muttered from behind a closing door. Alright time to say goodbye to my somewhat questionable boyfriend.

"Goodb-" I was hugged from behind and yanked up a few steps….Always a flashy exit. I laughed and pecked him on the lips. I knew better than to kiss him any deeper he wasn't that reserved especially in front of an audience. In fact I think he's 100% shame free. He pushed me into the railing, touching my lips with his own while gently delving his wet tongue into my mouth; slowly, he rubbed the slick muscle against my mouth in a soft, hot caress. He pulled away and whispered in my ear.

"Can I spend the night?" My body felt hot and flushed against his and I simply nodded and turned towards my mother.

"Light time to tell your friend goodbye!" My dad yelled from downstairs with an Angrier-than-thou tone evident in his voice.

"Mom can L spend the night? It's Friday tomorrow and his dad can pick up his stuff and bring it over."

"Sure it's ok with me." Mom gave me a wink and I smiled.

"Absolutely not!" Who fucking cares what you think?
"Why not!" He's always done this since I was little, always wanting me under his watchful eye only letting me hang out with people he deemed OK.

"Because...just NO! and that is final!" I tried to blink the moisture out of my eyes but it didn't work. I felt L's arms wrap around me. I don't make a habit out of crying but lately I've been feeling like the older I get the tighter he tries to shackle those iron chains around my life. I have never had a grade below an A in my whole life almost effortlessly. I have never gotten into trouble with the law or caused him any unnecessary grief and yet he still doesn't let me do anything!

"Soichiro!" Go mom! I thought that my mom stepping in—as rare as that happened—would persuade my—for some reason pissed off—father to reconsider. I know L's a bit weird and slightly perverse but I'm a boy almost 18 at that and this whole shelter Light from the world thing is getting old. It's not as if I'm going to sleep with him with my whole family in the damn house especially with my junior high sister two doors down.

"Dad you just don't want me to hang out with anybody besides mom, you and Sayu!" I screamed down the stairs. I was yelling more at myself than at my father. It was like realization just punched me in the face. I always saw my dad as some epitome of justice and honor when in reality he was just, just a fucking control freak! He controlled my friends, my activities, and even my personal time! If anything me, mom or even Sayu wanted to do conflicted with "family" time it was a definite NO! I was trembling. I gently removed L's hand from my arm and looked into his eyes before running to my room. I quickly stripped myself changing into my black pajama bottoms and a t-shirt tossing my school clothes aside on the floor. My body curled into itself on my dark blue comforter as I let out the long past overdue water works. I only got a few moments of silence before I heard the footfalls of undoubtedly my father coming up to talk himself back into my favor. This has been happening ever since I was seven every time we'd have an argument I'd get angry and run away then he'd check on me right after and the issue would be chucked into the closet to be opened another time.

"Hey are you alright?" What do you think? Regardless I asked the question that had been tearing me up for quite some time now.

"Why do you hate L so much?" Oh god did I let out a sniffle…

"Because he's a perverted weirdo with no moral values and bad nutrition!" His voice bellowed throughout the room. I ignored his customary angry tone and tried to keep my cool.

"But he's also smart, and funny and a little witty and…" My face was growing hot. I can't believe what I'm about to say to my father of all people.

"So hot..." I shifted slightly on the bed and sat up a little. My father had a strange look in his eye could it be…acceptance?

"Will you let him spend the night tomorrow?" I couldn't help the small look of triumph that crossed my features. Maybe dad will allow me to do this just this once.

"NO!" His faced looked distraught, scared even and a feeling of uneasiness swam across my whole body. He approached me.

"DAD WHAT ARE YOU-" Before I could think any further a large hand slammed across my mouth and I could feel him leaning into me. My arms shot out and I gripped his shoulders tightly and pushed desperately trying to pry him off of me. Angry tears poured from my eyes as I began socking him anywhere I could while trying to kick and thrash my immobilized lower half

at him. My stomach felt cold as I met the lust filled dark eyes of my father.

"Don't Cry." He cooed softly into my ear as his hand traveled up my shirt and across my stomach hastily testing out the flesh. I screamed harder and freed one arm slamming my fist into his clavicle. The fist was simply taken into a tight grip and pinned onto the bed. I couldn't even fathom what I was screaming anymore I became robotic it varied between "NO!" and "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" and of course the logical "WHY!". The disgusting fingers caressed my lower stomach before Soichiro grabbed me harshly and nearly ripped my shirt as he took it off. I don't even understand how appealing I look anymore with my tear soaked red face and snot sniveling nose. If anything I was pathetic… I winced and tried to twist away as my body met a warm unwanted tongue that traveled up my chest and played with my nipples. I was sad and pissed off, sad that I couldn't do anything and fucking pissed off that this man I used to look up to more than anyone else would do this. It hurt, it fucking hurt! Small kisses littered my face in an attempt to remove the tears that never seemed to run out. I stopped screaming and turned my face away eyes training hard on the navy blue fabric of my comforter. Screaming isn't going to get me anywhere I need to somehow alert Mom. Fingers began working at my belt buckle and my heart froze. Hot white terror struck me as the cold air struck my thighs and more tears proceeded to soak my face. Bile was bubbling in my stomach and my legs were aching from his not so soft knees pinning me down into the mattress. Soichiro removed his dick from his pants and all previous rational thought of why screaming was pointless fled and I screamed harder than ever before.

"Shhh! Light baby don't you cry daddy's gonna make you feel good tonight!" He sang to me in the tune of the famous lullaby which obviously didn't soothe me more so disturbed me. My eyes were stinging and my head was throbbing from all the hot tears ;my voice almost failing me from its hoarseness. Cool air met my lips and realization hit that his hand had set my mouth free. Like a fish out of water I sucked in a big breath, ready to produce the kahuna of all screams when I was punched right in the stomach. Air sputtered from my mouth as paint shot into my stomach. WHAT THE FUCK!

"Good little boys listen to their fathers." The head of his dick brushed against my lips and I jutted my head away from it tightly closing my lips. By now a look of unadulterated hatred had marred my features more than likely distorting my tear worn face. He gave me a challenging look that made my whole body turn cold. Before I could even meet the challenging look with one of my own pain erupted in my scalp where a hand proceeded to yank every fucking hair off of my head. I kept my mouth clamped as more hot tears met cold ones. Fuck you! His free hand shot out and pinched my nose effectively cutting off my air supply. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! If only oxygen wasn't a necessity, FUCK! I was met with the bitter taste of my father's engorged length sliding along my tongue, cheeks and rubbing against the back of my throat. I gagged harshly sputtering around the slickened organ. That Ladies and Gentlemen oh so kindly earned me a bitch slap to the face that was so befitting of a bitch little piggy who wasn't strong enough to take down the big bad wolf alone. L… I was saving myself for L he won't want me after this, after I've been defiled by my own father. I could never kiss him with the mouth that was on some other man's dick. He deserves someone strong, pure someone who wouldn't have let it get this far; someone who wasn't so naïve that they would miss the warning signs. Maybe there's still a chance? I just need a moment, just a moment…. I bit down savagely on the disgusting penis and my dad cried out in pain. Now!

"MO-" The large hand quickly slammed over my mouth again nearly breaking my neck in the process. A distorted chuckle was the last thing I hear before my legs are propped open and an intense burning sensation met my asshole. I'm getting ripped open I know I am! My voice finally cracks and trembles dance around my body I can't relax, I can't reduce the pain and I can't look him in the eye. I panted, breaths coming out in short puffs as my eyes nearly crossed from the seemingly inhuman pain. I felt cold rivulets trickle out of my ass undoubtedly blood and I freaked, I was tearing! Then what happened you ask? Well then Ladies and Gentlemen the little bitch piggy gave one final plea before slipping into unconsciousness.

I woke around four thirty in the morning pride shattered and a feeling of disgust embedded into my skin like a tattoo. The bastard didn't even have the nerve to clean me up… My world was over everything I did leading up to now was to appease my father and get his approval of well, me. I chuckled cynically to myself he approved of me all right. I brought my trembling lower half of my body out from underneath the covers and limped my way to my bathroom. I turned on the warm spray and shakily got into the tub using one hand for balance as I was assaulted with the water. I stared at a particular bottle of body wash that was a gift from L it was apple pie scented.

We were at a mall one day –When we were just friends—and they had this random body collection near the chick aisles called the sweets collection. Anyway L got super excited and bought a whole bunch of body washes with smells that reminded him of his favorite treats and gave me this one. He told me that apple pie was delicious and so was I. Not the best pick up line a genius could come up with, but it did its justice. My heart ached painfully in my chest as I lathered my body with the usually comforting scent that did nothing but mock me.

"Sorry L your precious pie is rotten…" I showered three more times before shakily getting dressed and paying my mother for a visit.

I sat on the couch next to L who was dressed in his school uniform just as I was. But who was I kidding I wasn't going to school today.

"You ready to go?" He asked as a small smile he only seemed to show off to me flashed across his features.

"N-no…" My voice was trembling and my shoulders were shaking pathetically all I could think about was the sound of Soichiro's grunting and the excruciating pain. Light brown irises met dark grey and tears slipped down my face.

"Light are you well?" I buried my face in his shirt and sobbed profusely. Well this wasn't a part of the plan.

"Don't hate me L!" The plea came out muffled thanks to the cotton of his shirt in my mouth.

"Why would I hate you? What's wrong light? Tell me what's wrong, your, your scaring me." He gripped me tightly not like last night's forceful compliance but more secure like.

"What's wrong I don't like to see you cry." I was wrong for doing this L was never really good at handling high emotion situations and it was somewhat comforting and flattering at the same time to see him trying for me. So it was there with half of his shirt in my mouth I told him what happened. Save the details of course. He cradled me to his body closer and ran soothing circles across my back. L removed one hand from my back and wiped at his face. Was he?

"L are you-"

"…yeah…" my heart fluttered happily.

"Do you still find me desirable L? Someone so weak and-"

"He is weak not you!" Before I could respond I was interrupted again as Soichiro ran for his life down the stairs while my mom bashed him all over his body with my baseball bat. She reminded me of Thor and his mighty hammer the way she was whacking at him. Soichiro nearly fell over from an unanticipated swing to the back of his calves.

My body froze when he spoke to me the memory of his heavy breathing and wet kisses littering my sobbing face sent me into crying fit in L's wrinkled school shirt.

""How could you do that to your son!" A whack resounded throughout the room and a thud followed soon after Soichiro had fallen.

"Why him Light? WHY HIM!" The real question is why you would do that to me. I nearly idolized you! I peaked one eye out from L's shirt and looked at Soichiro's lifeless eyes staring at me a look of uttermost defeat claiming his expression. L whipped out his phone and replied to a text patting me on the back a signal for me to get up. I glanced towards my mom's tear streaked face anger and regret marring her features. I wanted to run towards her and say "Mom it isn't your fault you're wonderful and we all were deceived." But I didn't say anything.

"L..thank you…" My mom said awkwardly as he got up. A curt nod was returned.

"Want me to carry you?" I shook my head and limped my way to the door trying to ignore the black eyes trained on my from the living room floor. Spindly fingers reached for my hand and I pulled away.

We sat in the back of L's Uncle Watari's car in silence. He reached for my hand again and I turned away and peered out the window. I did catch the kicked puppy look that went across his face and it tore me to pieces but L deserves someone better. Someone less broken… I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead against the cool glass and tried to stop the seemingly endless tears threatening to fall. It was quiet for a moment and then…

"Hi, my name is Light Yagami I'm seventeen years old and I'm brilliant. I like tennis and potato chips and I am strong willed and have someone sitting in the back seat with me who really cares about me and just wants to help but I'm stuck on the false idea that I have to recover from this alone." I slowly turned around. Pink lips flashed a relieved smile as I wordlessly took his hand in mine.

Thank you all for reading I hope you guys enjoyed your long long long awaited second chapter and since you had such a long wait I have a gift for you all if you'd like it I'll throw in an After Story chapter since this has a sort of open ending.

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