Disclaimer : I do not own any of the characters or the storyline, plus more of the lines are from the show anyway, I only added a little Lemon flair to it ;P

Note : This is my first FanFic so please review and let me know if I should stop killing you all with my horrid writing and grammar extraordinaire!

Light seemed to awake in the cell. He'd never closed his eyes, nor had L's voice stopped registering in his brain. He was sitting on the floor, hands and feet bound. He was alone save the speakers and camera watching him, but none the less he was struck, that's it, he was struck with something, in this empty cell, and things became...

"Ryuuzaki! I know I agreed to be confined here, but I just realized," eyes wide, Light bowed his head faintly shaking it weakly, "it's useless doing this!" Lifting his head, broadening his eyes into a child like innocent plea, raising his voice, "It's because I'm not Kira! Hurry up and let me out!"

L, needless to say, was taken aback. The gasps of shock coming behind him barley registered. His, something about his eyes...

Leaning into the mic in front of him, L spoke swiftly and with an air of authority, "No," from the monitor L watched as Light's eyes squinted, but something was different, the squint was off. The squint that sent L's intuition through the ruff was tainted. Light's eyes were rounder, fuller, not in shock, not in correlation to his plea, but rather an innocence that couldn't conceal, or concealed to well Light's characteristic squint. "Until we conclude one way or another, we promised not to let you out, regardless of what you say." A shiver went down L's back as he said this... was he follow Light's orders? Was he playing-

"There was something wrong with me then!" Determined eyes stared back at L through the monitor... So many emotions in less than a few minuets... to much emotion, uncharacteristicallyso... "Do you think that I could do something like what the murderer Kira has done without being aware?!" L felt the walls around him enclosing... that shiver came back, there is something to wrong about this, all of this.

"I don't have any awareness of Kira!" Light couldn't see L nor could he take anything from his clear authoritative voice through the speakers to tell him his reason, his pleas were getting through to L. "I'm not Kira!" Light cleared any sense of an appeal while saying this, but there was no strength to his speech. The week spent in here, has it affected me this much?

"I also think that there would be no way Kira would not be aware of himself," sounded L's collected voice. "But if you are Kira, then everything falls into place." Did Light hear correctly, was there a hint of hysteria to what he just heard? It was gone to fast for Light to truly hear, "The murders have stopped since you've been confined."

Stricken, L's words had stricken Light across the face, he felt them as if them formed a hand and physically struck him. "L-Listen," Light stammered, his voice was back to pleading, pleading for L to see his reason, "listen to me Ryuuzaki! I'm not lying! I'm not Kira!!" Please see this Ryuuzaki, he beseeched with ever fiber of his being.

Silence came from the speakers... was L giving him time to explain his reason further? Did this mean he was coming around, coming around to Light's... light? He had to hurry to explain his reason before this indifferent L gave up listening. Light shock himself, bring him out of his head and out to supplicate his case, "I can only think that I've been framed!" Light lifted his head to the camera looking strait at the lens.

What's happened, Yagami Light? You're not making any sense... But it feels closer to the truth... L let his thought wonder. Calculations, reason, what he saw and heard here swam in his mind.

"Hurry up and let me out! It's a waste of time!" Lights voice called L back. Another shiver went down his back. Light's call... A sirens call...

"No," whom was he talking to with this comment. L went on without fault giving no sign to his inner insight, "I can't let you out." Again he thought about the double meaning this had. Implications, implications.

"Damn," Light curled his knees in closer to his body letting his head rest in the niche of his two knees, "why is this happening?" racking his brain, he rested there. There was nothing again in the cell, no one, no echo. The cell seemed emptier than it had been. There was a presence here that has passed... A pain came to his temple, he let this though lull to the back of his thoughts and the pain subsided.

Light was about to call to L, but thought better of it. Light didn't assume L was talking to the other detectives, getting their feed back, L was inside his head thinking, hopefully seeing Lights reason.

Light let his knees relax with the stifling silence. That relieved a portion of his exterior discomfort, but not his internal. Light went over his argument. He found holes on all fronts... his reason; his prized reason had been shot to hell this past week.

Light waited and waited. Silence. I guess our conversation was over. Did L even listen to what I said? Did I even make sence?

8 days later...

"What's happening?!" Matsuda's voice called from the door, "All the criminals that weren't being killed in the past two weeks have all died!" it was frantic, this voice and what it was saying irrelevant. L already knew this.

Scuffing and thudding sounds came from behind him, they were getting louder, signaling a mans approach. There was a conversation between someone that was already in the room, how long had he been there, andsome more shuffling this time not of feet but of paper... a news paper.

"Have you told the Chief?" it was that same frantic voice.

L gave up listening staring off at the screen, then some more scuffing and thudding until from the corner of his eye L saw a hand reach out and grab the mic to the Chiefs cell. L only gave a small turn of his head giving any sign he acknowledged what was happening outside of his mind.

"Chief! Kira Has moved once again!" If L didn't shack himself awake, for lack of better term, they would start coming to conclusions and L wasn't ready for any of that.

The once frantic sounding Matsuda was now speaking faster, with vigor and joy and yes he was going to make others come to these asinine assumptions he'd come too if L didn't do something! The situation was explained to quickly. L's mind was still racing with thoughts about the case, about kira, and about... Light...

"-Then, my son..." The chief's husky voice, strained beyond belief, sounded, awakening L to another realization, they weren't just going to stop at these assumptions, but they were going to take action! "I can't be happy about murbers happening... but the suspicion against my son is... but this is Ryuuzaki, we can't say Light is "completely white"." The chief had stopped and now everyone was turned to L (well as much as someone in a cell, looking at a lens, can turn).

L was roused by this talk of White and Black... his thoughts lingered on black till, "Then, how about "gray"?" L's voice was unquestioning, but he hinted at a question out of respect.

The fire of action seemed to have died down with Matsuda and the Chief's banter of joy. L was lulling himself back into his mind when Matsuda's hand reached for Light's mic.

"Matsuda!" L didn't even think, he swatted Matsuda's hand away from the mic station, "No, Matsuda-san, please stop." L's yelling and Matsuda's cry of pain echoed in the large room, "Don't tell Light-kun." L spoke right over Matsuda's pleas.

Ignoring Matsuda's question L pushed the button of Lights mic, "Light-kun?" On the monitor Light was on the floor of the cell. Sitting with his knees to his chest and his head in the cleft between them L felt the pit in his stomach deepen further. Since 8 days ago Light had been cast in new light so to speak, and this pit had grown ever deeper with no news of kira.

L wanted Light to be Kira so badly, he felt it in his bones, but these eyes were not of the Light he met. Soft, and strong in there weakened state, they sent chills deep into L, to were those chills went, he himself didn't dare think to long over.

But either way, Light was still in the gray... how to show his true shade? L bent his head, not in concentration but in shame at the idea that had flooded to the forefront of his mind.

I hope you enjoyed that. The next chapter will have more me and less of the show I just had to have this so we weren't just jumping into Light and L getting it one. (It's called plot ;P)