Chapter 4:

AN: For that one person who asked if Dumbledore killed L, no he did not, Light was unconscious at the time, also, wouldn't' his name be L Lawliet, since he got it legally changed, considering people that may want their name changed. Would the Death Note require their original name, or their legal name? Ima stick with legal name for now, so his name in the Note that will kill him will be L Lawliet.

One last thing. I have a minor crush on Light, I'm a female-leaning bisexual, but men can still be attractive, and some panels in the manga are straight up adorable. I'm sorry I couldn't make him the bad guy! Don't flame meh pls!


L woke in a hospital bed, and immediately jolted upwards, the unnatural straightening of his back was almost painful, he was so used to not laying down, and when he did sleep he slept in his chair in front of his case files. He kicked off the comforter, which wasn't comfortable at all. He observed his surroundings, to the white-aproned matron working over and around Light, who didn't have a chain! Oh boy, he has a 50% chance of escaping and a 12% chance of taking the Death Note with him if he does. He turned his head to the table beside him he almost got whiplash.

He would never admit it, but he was a little frantic in finding the note, and one he did, he clutched it to his chest before the matron or nurse could come and grab it, revealing the existence of Shinigami. He heard the big door that he definitely noticed earlier creep open, and a small gaggle of people entered the room. He studied them, and made some conclusions, it took him 5 seconds to deduce that;

- The woman with red hair and green eyes was in a relationship with the man with black hair and brown eyes. His eyes, before he became an insomniac panda, had once been green, leading L to believe that he was remotely related to these people.

Why was he sent away to an orphanage if they were still alive? He kept deducing;

- The chubby boy looked around his age, and a perfect mix of the two adults that each had a hand clamped on his shoulder.

- The greasy haired man next to them had a nose that definitely wasn't natural, most-likely a broken nose improperly healed, this man had a 68% chance of being a survivor of abuse. When his sleeve rolled up a little, L saw the scars. The percentage raised by another 15%.

- The two other children around the redhead child, another redhead, and a girl with bushy brown hair, had a 43% chance of being friends with Chubby-kun.

- The old man was most likley, with a 96% chance, of being the man who knew Japanese, and while he didn't want to reveal the fact that he spoke English, using an interpreter might get annoying, and would have a 12% chance of hindering their return beck to the Kira investigation.

L curled up in his familiar squat the moment that they were within 5 feet of the rigid cot they had put him on. He glanced and took note of the fact that Light was still out of it, and sent him a small message through his mind, as that was one of his remaining magic arts, to tell him to communicate using Japanese. And to never reveal the Death Note. He said this in Japanese, so when the greasy man looked at him surprised, he mentally congratulated himself on the small safe-guard that was a language barrier.

The group was now at the side of the cot.

L rubbed his toes together, looking rather uncomfortable, looking for something sweet to eat. He grabbed at the edge of his sleeve, and pulled out a lollipop hidden in his sleeve for the most dire of circumstances.

The group watched him weirdly as the hunchbacked child unwrapped the sweet and popped it in his mouth. The Red-head with freckles and blue eyes looked almost jealous.

Old beardy-san decided to speak;

"Hello Harry, long time no see my boy, I would like to introduce you to your mother, father, and brother, Lily, James, and Charlie, respectively, and young Charlie's friends, Hermione and Ron. They are your family." L looked slightly miffed. They had said his old name, which was certainly one that he did not need in his life.

AN: anything with ** at the beginning is in Japanese, I don't wanna look it up, its two in the morning.

** "My name isn't Harry, old man, my name is Ryuuzaki, there is most likely a 78% chance that these people are my family, but I don't see them as such, please leave me alone, I have a job I need to get back to." **

Once Beard-san relayed his answer, the boy – Charlie, all but shouted;

"You are my brother! We will make you a part of this family! You dare go against the will of your own family!" L only shook his head, muttering a quick ** "Idiot" ** under his breath, when Dumbledore translated, the black-haired male – James; turned a funny shade of red. L had, at this point, already finished his first lollipop, he was regretting biting down on it, the cherry flavor was needed right around now.

"Harry this is no way to address your superiors, you should show your parents some respect! It's the least that we deserve for bringing you into this world! Your name is not Ryuu-whatever!" Charlie snorted at this, "Your name is HARRY JAMES POTTER and you shall be participating in this tournament and going home with us after and be a family with us!" At this he grabbed L's shoulder, snagging one of his sweet storage pockets, which contained his favorite panda snacks.

L was momentarily mortified at the prospect of them getting crushed, and he grabbed the wrist of his biological father, tightly, might he add, and twisted it around until the arm was behind James and he was squealing in pain. He then let go with a slight shove, and backed away from the rest of the people gathered by him.

The old guy did not look deterred and only smiled, clasping is wrinkly hands together and crying out happily;

"Well my boy! What an amazing amount of strength! You will certainly be worthy for the tournament!" At L's clueless look, he continued, "Your name came out of a magical goblet that binds you to the tournament unless you complete it or you die. We were also wondering if you would like to take this opportunity to become one with your family again, they really miss having you around."

L was slowly taking all of this in. Magic was apparently real, and so were Shinigami, so really, nothing surprised the insomniac detective anymore, of course a magical goblet is forcing his to compete on fear of death. Great, now he needed a snack. To the shock and mild disgust of the dark-haired man, James, his name was, and Charlie, his son, L pulled out a lollipop, a multicolored flat lollipop roughly the size of a saucer, and plopped it into his mouth.

Frankly, Light, who was staring the interaction from the other end of the hall, wasn't even surprised. He continued being the silent witness, no one even noticed he was awake.

** "That is very interesting Beard-san, but throughout this while interaction, you haven't mentioned your name even once. I can figure out that you must be the headmaster. I have a couple questions. My family, is quite obviously, alive. Why was I sent to an orphanage when I had living parents that were perfectly capable of caring for a child, seeing as they had one already? Why would I need to be return to my ever-loving parents if they abandoned me in the first place?" ** The two other adults, minus old Greasy-san, looked sullen for a moment when Beard-san translated; but then the child between them suddenly blurted out;

"You were sent there because they needed all of their attention on me! ME! I am the Boy-Who-Lived! I am the one that will save the wizarding world, and I will protect your little squib arse from dying in a world with magic when you are so clearly without! You are dependent on my family, and you will come back and be a part of it!" (AN: as everyone can see, this kid is an idiot). Okay, at this point, L thought that it would be strategically more helpful if he just spoke in english, Light, who, after being chained to L for so long, recognized the signs of desperation on his young face, he felt what were left of his heartstrings pulling in his chest once again.

He had heard the message in Japanese that Ryuuzaki had sent him, the small jerk of the head from the world's best three detective's solidified his suspicion of being right, that L was beginning to give up, and was probably frustrated with the fake language barrier.

What came out of L's mouth not only shocked the British residents of the Hospital Wing, but also the only Japanese-speaking Brit in the room;

"I am not your family, my closest family is that of the children at Whammy's House and Watari, they have helped and supported me, and you have thrown me away like a piece of trash, like I was unworthy of being part of your family. You said I was a squib right? Watari explained the wizarding world to me a year ago," Here he paused, and then, a single sentence was projected into each person's mind;

Can a squib do this?

Greasy-san stumbled a little, Book-chan (Hermione) and Ronald-Kun (You can probably guess) fell flat on their asses, and Beardy-san had to sit down. L may or may have not projected the message into their minds with the strength of a mind-rape (The people subjected to Legillimensy can attest to the pain). The Potter duo, and the Potter child, were all on the floor, looking at their abandoned child fearfully.

Book-chan and Ronald-kun ran out of the Hospital Wing, followed by a freaked out Potter Jr, leaving behind Greasy-san, Beardy-san, and the two other Potters. Lily, L's so-called 'mother' and James, his 'father' looked a little dejected. Lily more so, while the child-abandoner James looked red in the face. Dumbledore of course took this as the best moment to inject himself and try to manipulate the child, who he refused to call anything but Harry.

"Harry, my boy, I didn't know you were such a string Legillimense! This is even better, now we can have you reunited with your family and the Potter's will have a right to be proud of you, since you are powerful, now, we just need to get you equipped with a wa-" *CRUNCH* Albus looked at the teen slouching on the bed, munching on some animal crackers,

Where did he get all of those treats?

He never did get a chance to finish his statement, L, thoroughly having enough of the old man, thought it had a 97% chance that the man would start a self-righteous serenade about the 'greater good' or some other crap, so he just got up and started walking away, Light, not sure of what to do, snagged the chain on the table, along with his jumper, which had been taken off of him when he fainted, and followed Ryuuzaki out of the wing, casting an almost apologetic look at the dumbfounded adults.

Greasy-san looked almost happy, there was probably some bad blood between him and Ryuuzaki's 'father', a relationship which could be built upon, and could help L and him get out of this place. When he got to L's side, he surprised L by shackling himself to L voluntarily, usually it took a lot of energy to get Light to cooperate.

Light just wanted the kid that he looked down on (at the moment, height difference ppl!) to feel some sense of normality. With his small, miniscule, almost there heart, Light admitted that maybe, he wanted Ryuuzaki to feel a little better about the information that his family abandoned him.


AN: So, that's that, hope yah enjoyed, I only have time to write past midnight, and until 1 in the morning, so sorry for the slow updates. I will try to get a chapter of "Hell Hath No Fury Like an Edward Scorned" within the next 5 days, so we will see.

Anyways, LATERS!