Author: lemonlawlight

Warnings: Sexual Tension with Non-con Sexual Advances (no actual sex yet) /Possible Swearing

Pairings: L x Light (No LxKira) (This Chapter; It's not consensual BB/Light)

Notes: I read the comments for last chapter and you all seemed split about the whole non-consensual thing with Beyond and Light. So I'm going to do something in the middle. Not full on sex, but like molestation I guess you could say? So be warned. Non-con guys. No sex though. Also, this chapter is going to be split into two different points of views. Sometimes it will be Light and sometimes L. I'm changing it up a little for story purposed. Enjoy I'll explain more at the end.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or its contents

Light's eyes flickered open. His mind felt broken; confused as to whether or not he should take in his surroundings or remember what happened last. But memories started flooding in faster than he could think. He had let go of L's hand when the power went out back at the base, and then…and then…

With a gasp, he remembered a sharp pain on his neck. Beyond had knocked him out using some sort of drug. His neck felt sore from the needle. He realized the room was dark and that the darkness swasn't just his eyes playing tricks on him. He had thought the pitch blackness meant he was still asleep. Light tugged at ropes that were binding his hands to something solid and metal behind him. His head was on a pillow and he could only guess he was on a bed. His feet were also tied.

Sweat started forming all over his body. He wasn't even clothed. Luckily, he still had on his pair of boxers. He felt so helpless, cold, and afraid. In fact, he had never been this scared in his life. Even when L used to accuse him of being Kira, that fright didn't come close to what he was feeling now.

Light wasn't sure how much time had passed until there was some form of commotion. He heard a door slam a few halls away from the room he was captivated in. His heart started to race again like it had when he had woken up. As loud footsteps neared the room, Light started breathing heavy and was sure he was going to have a heart attack. Hah, a heart attack, how ironic that would be. Light gripped the rail his wrists were tied to, as some sort of reassurance or preparation.

The footsteps stopped; probably at the door of the room. Light couldn't tell because there was no light in the hall, and there were no windows. Just darkness.

"Hello," the voice started at a slow pace. Light felt his heart flutter for mere seconds. He thought it was L at first until the eerie voice added, "Kira."

Light couldn't muster up anything in reply. He could hear a door open all the way across the room, and he started fidgeting. Somebody get me out of here.

The figure started to emerge from the shadows, and stopped at the edge of the bed. He was just close enough for Light to examine. Beyond Birthday truly did look like L, from afar anyway. Light narrowed his eyes to see deformed parts of the man's face that wouldn't fit L's contour. Beyond was wearing a white sweater, which looked grey in the darkness, and baggy jeans. Was he trying to look like L?

"I dressed like this for you. To screw with you that is," Beyond cocked his head with a grin. The grin and body movement in and of itself assured Light this was no replica of L. Just some fucked up wannabe. "Sorry for the restraints. I couldn't have you escaping on me though." His voice was cool and shallow, almost sounding like L, but Light couldn't hear that sarcastically irritated undertone that L always had.

Again, Light tried to find words, but he couldn't. Beyond circled around so he could sit beside Light on the bed. The closer he got, the more Light started seeing differences. This lunatic was nothing like L. Light wasn't expecting Beyond's cold finger to move to his stomach, but it did, and created small invisible circles there. Light shivered, "Get off me, pervert."

He was proud of himself for sounding assertive. Beyond didn't remove his finger, but locked eyes with the younger boy, "I know you're Kira, Light. And I don't know what L was thinking just letting you off the hook like that, thinking that memories change who a person is. They don't. You're still a stone-cold killer just like me."

Light glared up at the creature in disgust. "Get your fucking hands off me."

"Feisty. That must be why L has a crush on you."

Light scowled at him and shifted around uncomfortably as the finger started to rise higher on his chest. It reached the tip of his chin and pushed his jaw slightly up, "I bet L thinks I want to kill you. I bet that's what he's assumed anyway. But no, I'm jealous you see. He picked some random serial killer off the street, and redeemed him into a pile of whimpering, mindless, flesh." He paused, dropping his hand from Light's jaw, and continued making circles on his exposed stomach. "I'm staking my own freedom on that fact that you still want to kill. I want to break L and show him he can't form killers into empty meat suits. You're still in there aren't you Kira?"

Beyond flipped over so that he was completely on top of Light, sitting on his crotch, almost crushing him. "You-you're insane… Is that your whole game?"

Beyond snorted and stroked one side of Light's perfect jaw, "I also get off on making L completely jealous and frightened. And I know for a fact he cares for you. I saw some…surveillance." He smirked. Light huffed feeling completely drained of his dignity.

Beyond leaned down until he was inches away from Light's face, "If he thinks I'm raping you and about to kill you, he would be so scared wouldn't he? Wouldn't you like to see L scared?"

Licking Light's cheek, he drew the long tongue down below the jaw. Light strained against the ropes now, crying out for him to stop. Or rather, now he was yelling. Luckily, he still had enough mobility in his in his knee to jam it up as far as he could into Beyond's crotch. The murderer let out a high pitched screech which came off more as a wolf that had just been shot. He collapsed on the side of the bed for a few moments. An expression of violence flashed across his face in a wide smile. Light gulped and flinched backwards, to be halted by the ropes yet again.

To his surprise, Beyond hopped off the bed, and darted for the door. Light's heart started to race as seconds and then minutes started to go by. Had he actually scared him off? No Beyond would never be scared. Of course, Beyond showed up two minutes later with a camera in his hand. He set it up on a table beside the bed. It had a clear view of Light and the bed in its frame. He was going to film this?"

Beyond seemed to notice Light's puzzled expression and smirked, standing at the foot of the bed yet again, "You and L are going to need a home video when you get married right? Why not make you guys' one right now? It'll be great to show the kids, unless…" Beyond's smile grew wider, "Unless you died during this session."

"I thought you said it wasn't in your plan to kill me!" Light exclaimed, eyeing the camera nervously as B switched it on. "I'm very bipolar," he answered hopping on the bed yet again. To Light's horror, beyond pulled out two knives from his back pockets

"Is this what you meant by session?" Light stuttered, "Are you going to see how much you can torture me until I die?"

"It's more like I'm going to see how much blood flows out when you bleed. That's what fascinates me. But, if you die of blood loss, I wouldn't care. You're Kira anyway right?" Beyond leaned down with a knife at Light's throat, "Tell I'm right. If you do though, I might hurt you more." Another sickening grin.

Light wasn't sure if it was the threatening knife pointed into his neck, or the fact he believed he deserved death after what he had done in his life as Kira that he said, "You're right."

It had been an three hours and a half since Light's disappearance and L sat it the same position in the same chair as he had for an hour now. All he could think about right now was Light. And that wasn't distracting him from work either, because now Light was involved with the Beyond Birthday case. Severely involved.

"L how are you going to possibly find Beyond?" The chief questioned rearing up behind L's chair. L didn't exactly know the answer to this question himself. He had just been trying his hardest to place puzzle pieces that didn't fit together, to connect.

"I don't know." It was a long time since he had heard those words come out of his own mouth. The chief grumbled lowly.

"Sir, I think you should see this," Mogi voiced from a computer in the back of the room. L jumped up out of the chair eager to see if the task force had gotten anywhere at all with this case.

"A video was just sent to your email." Mogi said this just as everyone was beginning to surround the computer.

"Is it from…him?" Matsuda asked in a whisper.

"Yes," L answered without having to look at the sender. "Only the task force knows this email. That and Light…but I highly doubt Light could send us an email.

Mogi opened the attachment without hesitation and a video was pulled up. L's heart stopped in its place. He couldn't have videotaped Light right? Would Beyond go as far as to make something like a snuff film? Beyond had taken selfies with his victims before. But a video?

"I'm sorry but can I view this video alone first?" L asked quietly. The chief cast him a confused glance.

"Do you know what this is?"

"No, but I have a hunch. I just want to watch it first by myself."

"I guess that's okay right?" Matsuda voiced out loud. The chief hesitantly agreed and L took the laptop his hands and entered a hallway leading to a small living room area. It was lined with several couches and coffee tables and he was able to lock the door behind him. He didn't bother to turn on the lights; he just sat on a couch and tucked his knees underneath him, and set the laptop on his knees.

His finger hovered over the play button for about three minutes, before he actually mustered up enough courage to do it. The video started.

Light eyed the lens of the camera suspiciously. Would Beyond really send this to L? Beyond was brushing the knife up against Light's stomach now. Probably trying to find the perfect place to start. He seemed to notice Light's expression. "Yes. He'll see every second of it."

"C-can he hear this?"

"Yes."

Light swallowed hard. He didn't want L to see this. He didn't want L to think this was his fault. He wanted to go back to the comfort of being in L's arms. Light didn't want to deal with the burden of having been Kira, or the burden of being a pawn for Beyond to use in his little game against L, "I'm don't want to die." Beyond raised an eyebrow at this, and it seemed like he was going to say something but Light continued, "Or rather, I'm not going to die. For L." He stared up straight into Beyond's eerie red shaded eyes.

A sharp pain jutted through Light's abdomen, and remained for a mere five seconds before it started to fade. Beyond had sliced through part of his stomach; not deep enough for the need of stiches. This was okay…Light could deal with this much pain at least. But he knew the worst was about to come.

"I wonder…" Beyond trailed off failing to ever continue his thought. He gripped one of Light's arms and hovered above it, his sweater brushing against Light's face. He could no longer see anything, or smell anything other than a faint scent of dust and linen and blood.

Light let out a high pitched scream as Beyond started to carve into his arm. What the hell was he doing? Light thrashed around as much as he could, scrambling to gain mobility in his legs and knees, but Beyond was too far away for Light to slam with his knee. The pain only got worse as it ran through every vein that connected his arm to his body. Beyond was slowly working his way down the arm, now at Light's elbow. The knife brushed against bone and various other veins. Light whimpered, and begged him to stop instinctively. He had completely forgotten about the camera watching them.

This was more than humiliating. It seemed like ages until the knife stopped at Light's finger tips. At this point, his arm felt numb and limp. When beyond let it fall to the bed, Light felt an unremitting stinging there. He didn't dare look. He wasn't sure if he had enough energy to scream.

But he did. He looked sideways at his right arm to see it covered in small B's. B's Beyond had carved into his whole arm. He had barely left any space on the canvas of skin he had used. Light certainly did have enough energy left to scream, and he did. It was high-pitched; blood-curtling. Light couldn't remember when he had started crying, but there were still tears flowing from his irritated eyes. A taste of bile started filling up in his throat, along with a strong taste of iron. He wanted to throw up, but didn't end up doing so. He had ignored where Beyond had gone. When he felt something brush against his boxers, he looked down to see Beyond smirking between his legs.

"What…What are you doing!?" Light was surprised he had enough energy to still speak.

"You've been good. You deserve a little reward, pet."

Light gulped. What was the grin? It wasn't scary. Was he trying to look enticing? A seductive look was scarier than a murderous look. Light strained his wrists against the rope again, even though the straining was causing him to bleed more.

"Oh…first I should probably get you something for your arm."

Light's breath hitched as Beyond hopped off the bed quickly, and disappeared back into the darkness. He returned shortly with a bottle of alcohol and gauze. Light knew what he was going to do with the alcohol. "Please, no."

"You don't want to get an infection do you?" Beyond said teasingly. He took the cap off the bottle and smirked widely before pouring it slowly down Light's scarred arm. Light felt his eyes roll into the back of his head. He felt like his arm was getting showered with acid. His arm twitched violently and Light was on the verge of having a seizure. Soon, the pain was over and the numb stinging returned.

Beyond gently wrapped Light's right arm and hands up in layer of gauze, "This is necessary if we want it to scar properly. So L can remember who you belong to, right L?" Beyond sneered at the camera. The camera…Light had forgotten he was being videotaped. His face turned red, and a wave of embarrassment and sadness washed over him. "L…" he cried more as he said the name. "I'm sorry this is my fault."

"Shh," Beyond hushed him by placing the already bloody knife to Light's lips, "don't talk to him. You'll see him again soon enough, that is if he can find you. I'll try to give him enough clues don't worry."

Light started shaking as the knife pressed harder into his lip. It cut into his mouth slightly, and he coughed up blood. "Good boy. Now back to your reward."

Beyond took a moment to lick all the blood off the blade, and with a satisfied grin, he set the blade aside and started lapping at all the areas of Light's chest. It was ravenous and harsh, but Light grudgingly acknowledged that it felt good. He had lost enough energy that he could no longer move his legs or knees. He was powerless against Beyond now. But he didn't want this with Beyond. This was the last thing he wanted. He wanted to do this with L. Tears would have started forming in his eyes again if they weren't already dry. L would see this…would he be revolted at Light for succumbing to Beyond? Light was finding it hard to focus on anything else but the path of Beyond tongue. How could he? He decided to fix his gaze on the camera. He grunted and flinched as Beyond bit one of his nipples vigorously, which sent a stream of pleasure to his cock. He wanted to get rid of the sexual feelings arising within him now. He mouthed "I love you" to the camera. L would know that "I love you" was directed towards him. If he didn't survive this, L would need to know that.

Unfortunately, Beyond seemed to notice what Light had worded. He was expecting to get socked in the face, more than once at that. Light felt blood splatter from this mouth as the second punch hit him square in the jaw. I can't move.

"I thought I said don't talk to him!" Beyond practically screamed this, and after the sixth punch, he left Light alone, utterly gasping for air and groaning in agonized pain. "Stop please…"

Beyond didn't stop. "We should make you symmetrical." It took Light a moment to realize what this meant until his left arm felt like it was on fire. Beyond had started carving B's into the arm as well. Light let out another scream which came off more as a drowning animal. He was practically drowning in his own blood.

Beyond was dealing with this arm excruciatingly slow. Every B he created on this one was cursive. Light squirmed and thrashed against the ropes, which were really starting to create a painful friction around his wrists and ankles. Finally, Beyond was finished with the left arm.

He carelessly poured the rest of the alcohol in the bottle over this arm, and Light started choking on his own blood again. All he could see now was white when he closed his eyes. Was he dying? No he couldn't, not until he saw L again.

Light grimaced as Beyond angrily wrapped this disinfected arm in gauze as well as the other one. "You'll turn out to be a great masterpiece of mine. L won't have the stomach to look at you."

Light's breath hitched as he thought about this. Was Beyond right? Would L look away, repulsed? Light felt salty tears well up in his eyes yet again. He would never be the perfect boy L had loved or liked at the very least. Light wasn't even sure if L loved him…was he just using him? So much questions pounded throughout Light's head until slapped him across the cheek, striking a bruise he had created earlier. This made the pain sting for a longer period. "It's okay Light-kun. You have me."

"You monster…" Light rasped. Blood dripped down in a stream from his mouth.

"Me? A monster? You're one to talk Kira," Beyond snarled with a grin.

Kira. The name sent shivers down Light's spine. No he wasn't Kira. He would never become that again. He felt the tip of the knife at his stomach. "Say you're Kira."

"No." It was an instinctive answer. Light held his ground as the knife created one giant slash on one side of his chest.

"Say you're Kira." Beyond sounded more assertive.

"N-no." Light choked out as another slash was created by the knife. He wasn't sure just how much cuts Beyond had made, but it was when Beyond overlapped a slash into another slash, that Light gave up, "I'm Kira."

"Twenty four No's?" Beyond had counted for Light, "That's impressive."

Beyond leaned down to lick at the open wounds. The cuts started to sting more as the sandpaper tongue dragged across each of them, but at the same time it started to feel really good. Light was breathless at this point. He was sure he could no longer speak for the rest of the night at least.

Beyond leaned upwards, careful not to press against Light's wound, and he kissed him long and hard. Even though Light was unresisting, he did not kiss back. He lay there feeling a tongue covered in his own blood invade his mouth. And he cried. Again. How many tears could one person truly produce?

It was then Beyond gripped him harshly by the hair, and turned his head up slightly to kiss him harder. He started ravenously grinding his hips along Light's boxers. He let go only for a second so he could breath, and Light could let out a low moan. His hard-on returned but Light kept trying to convince himself that it wasn't his fault.

Anyone would react this way to sexual contact. He felt Beyond reach down, and the minute his blood covered hands started groping Light's member through his boxers, he let out a gasp and drew back violently. He kneed Beyond again, in the thigh this time. "Get off me!" Light was shocked to hear his own voice escape his mouth, and so intently at that.

Beyond grinned, "Okay. I'll leave you alone for right now. If I torture L with any more footage of this I think he might have a heart attack." Beyond grinned, "A heart attack. Get it Kira?"

Light let out small sighs of relief as Beyond started to head over to the camera. "Any last words
you wanna say to your sweet heart before I shut this thing off?"

"It's not your fault. It's mine. L I-"

"Enough screen time egoist." Beyond cut him off and stared straight into the camera, "405 Amber Brook Lane. I want to see how fast you get here. We'll be gone by Six o Clock tonight."

Light's eyes widened. Beyond had actually given L their address. Would L make it in time?

Beyond turned the camera off and immediately uploaded it to his email. Light was left writhing and moaning on the bed in puddles of his own blood, as Beyond sent the email off to L and the task force.

L gripped his knees tightly as the video came to a close. Beyond Birthday had gone too far this time. The coffee table in front of the detective was broken into small pieces, and the glass vase on it had been shattered somewhere throughout watching the video. L's nails dug into his legs as he thought long and hard about which mode of transportation could get him to Light and Beyond in time. He knew the answer; none. But he knew where they were so he would have to form some sort of plan.

Images of Beyond carving in Light's arms and chest made L want to vomit. It made him sick to think about how he was powerless to do anything about stopping B from hurting Light. How he was powerless when B was sexually assaulting Light. L started to shake. The way he had violated him…his Light. And how Beyond had just claimed Light as his. LIGHT IS MINE his mind screamed. He thought about what Light had said to the camera last. Why would Light think this was his own fault? L was the one who had allowed him to let go of his hand.

"No Light. This is my fault, no matter what you say. But…"

"I love you too." L voiced to himself. He had seen what Light had mouthed to him during Beyond's session. It made him overjoyed to see it, but at the same time incredibly afraid. If Light died, they would have never gotten to express their full love for each other in person. The room around him seemed darker than it had been. It seemed to suffocate L in its mystery. He started formulating a plan, and let his legs drop to the floor.

L grabbed his phone from his back pocket as quickly as he could and dialed for Watari.

"Yes, Master L?"

"Prepare my private jet."

Author's Note: This one took a long time to create. Sorry if there are a few spelling mistakes I was tired and only had the energy to skim over it once. I'll try to scrutinize this one for mistakes in the future. Sorry if this one was dark, but trust me it's going to be satisfying. L is coming to save Light-kun. Can he? DUNDUNDUN Hah! I suck right? Tell me what you think about this chapter in the comments. I'll answer any questions you have. Sorry it took a tad longer than usual to come out with as well. Hope you liked my depiction of Beyond also (LOL!) Love you guys; thanks for all the support! 3