A/N: I recently got my hands on Twilight and it's safe to say that this is heavily influenced by the book. I had been meaning to write a vampire fic for DN but never got around to it. I had wanted to do one with Light as the vampire since it would be all too easy to make L one just because of his looks. But Light's got the lady killing charm…he just doesn't look the part. And then I read Twilight and decided that Light would be perfect. Please don't hate me, guys. I swear, it'll get more original as time goes by.

Disclaimer: I don't own L…..or Light.

It had been a long first day at school for L. He had previously lived in a large town with several thousand people attending his high school. The anonymity was comforting. No one noticed a pale boy with dark circles under his eyes. But when his parents had died, he was sent to live with his grandfather, Watari. Watari was a clockmaker in a small town and L now attended the small local high school. There were only a hundred students in the entire school. Since L had just arrived in the middle of the school year, everyone was staring at him constantly, although no one made any attempt to talk to him.

L sighed to himself as he delicately unwrapped his lunch. He had deliberately sat down under a large oak tree so he could avoid the stares.. The lunch tables were across the large grassy lawn so no one could see him from there. L took a bite of his jam sandwich and mused to himself. He had the list of required reading for English class in front of him. L noted with satisfaction that he had read almost every title on the list.

L looked up with a start as he saw someone start across the grass out of the corner of his eye. He gazed at the boy walking towards him. From a distance, he looked slightly familiar. L faintly recalled seeing him sitting in the last row of calculus class. That meant he had to be a senior too.

The boy stopped right in front of L and simply stared down at him curiously. L stared back speechlessly. He had often been accused of staring at people, but usually he was just lost in thought. But this time, he really was staring at the beautiful boy in front of him.

A glance at a distance really had not been enough for L to truly see his beauty. Flawless tan skin. Perfect posture. Warm, welcoming honey eyes. Effortlessly perfect chocolaty brown hair. Even his clothes were neat. Not a stain, not a wrinkle, not a crumb to mar his perfection. Light dressed quite simply, but there was an air of sophistication to him. L found himself wondering if he was dreaming. No one could be so perfect.

"What are you doing here all by yourself?" The angel spoke, even his voice sounded angelic.

"I am new here," L murmured, glancing back down at his reading list.

The angel lifted one eyebrow. "Don't you want to make some friends?"

"I find that it is better if I am alone," L said quietly. "I am rather eccentric. I do not fit in anywhere. It is far better if I isolate myself than to scare off any potential friends. Now if you'll excuse me, I have schoolwork to catch up on."

L popped a cherry into his mouth and knotted the stem with his tongue. L pulled out his English textbook and stuck his jam-covered reading list in between two of the pages. He spit out the stem and dropped it back into his lunch bag.

He risked a glance at the lovely angel, who was now smirking at him. No terror. L sighed unhappily. He seemed determined to be L's friend.

The angel offered L a hand and pulled him to his feet. "My name is Light Yagami," he said smoothly.

"Light," L murmured. Even an angelic name. This was too much.

Light smiled, flashing perfect white teeth. "You can come sit with me for today. I'm glad you found your way around school by yourself so far, but I'll take it from here."

"I have a map," L murmured, pulling a tattered piece of paper from his pocket.

Light looked at all the jam-covered fingerprints disapprovingly. "It's a wonder you found your way like that. Look, you've covered up three of the buildings."

"So I have," L noted.

"Okay, come with me. I'll walk you to your next class after lunch."

"I'm not a damsel in distress," L protested. "I can make it on my own."

Light frowned. "Just come sit with me. You need to get to know some of your classmates."

Light grabbed L's hand and began leading him towards a table. L saw the perky blonde cheerleader sitting at the table, waving and squealing, "Liiiight!"

L tried to pull away. "I don't want to be a third wheel. You should stay with your girlfriend."

"You won't interfere," Light said smoothly. "Misa will be happy to see you." He let go of L's hand and walked over to the table assertively. Light slid into a seat across from Misa and gestured for L to sit beside Misa.

"Oh, you've brought a friend," Misa squealed. She gave L a big hug. "Misa is so happy that Light found a new friend. Light is so popular."

L glanced at the empty spots at the table and pointedly looked at Light.

Light shrugged. "They'll come by later. And they both want to sit next to me. That's why you need to sit next to Misa."

"Misa, are you and Light…?" L began hesitantly.

Misa laughed musically. "No, of course not. Light doesn't like gir-oww!" She broke off and glared at Light.

Light glared back.

"Light doesn't like any of the girls at school," Misa muttered darkly.

"I see," L murmured.

"Ryuuzaki just moved here," Light said calmly. "He goes by L."

"Ryuuzaki?" Misa frowned in thought. "Oh, that's the clockmaker's last name. You are a relative of his?"

L sighed. "His grandson."

Light leaned across the table and smiled engagingly at L. "So, tell me about yourself, Mr. Ryuuzaki."

L was almost afraid to speak. Light's golden eyes were hypnotizing. Light seemed so sincere, so friendly. It made L want to trust him and tell him everything, even things that should have been secrets.

"Welll…" L began. His voice sounded languid and relaxed. His tongue felt heavy.

"Oww!" Light yelped. He took his eyes off L to scowl at Misa, who was looking at him innocently.

L blinked. The feeling of heady intoxication lifted. He could think clearly again. "Um, what was it you wanted to know?" L asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter," Light muttered. His gaze remained on Misa, the beautiful golden eyes narrowed in fury. 'That really hurt. Why'd you do that?"

Misa smiled innocently. "You kicked me and I kicked you back. It's only fair."

"But it was uncalled for," Light complained.

L felt like he was missing something, something important. They had obviously had years of friendship between them and he was an outsider. L tried to secretly slide out of his seat and sneak back to his spot while they bickered, but he was too late.

"Ah, here they are," Light said cheerfully.

L glanced up as two dark-haired boys sat down on either side of Light. One had long hair and black-rimmed glasses. The other had short hair and an easy smile.

The one with glasses frowned at L. "So, who's the albino? I don't remember inviting him to eat with us."

"Mikami," Light growled warningly. "This is L. He's new, so be nice."

"Matsuda," the other boy said cheerfully. He stuck out a hand to L. "My name is Matsuda. I-I think we have a class together."

L shrugged. "Maybe."

"Y-yeah, I think we do," Matsuda stuttered. "S-sixth period P.E.?"

L was puzzled. "How did you know I have P.E. sixth period? I haven't been there yet."

Light shot Matsuda a warning glance. Matsuda shrugged sheepishly. "Lucky guess?"

"He works up in the front office," Light explained with an aggravated sigh. "He prints out the schedules for all the new kids. But he's not supposed to try to put all the newbies in his classes." Light fixed Matsuda with another sharp glare.

Matsuda laughed in embarrassment. "Just trying to be friendly."

"I don't mind," L murmured.

"So…" Matsuda intoned, trying to break the silence. 'What does the L stand for?"

"Matsuda,' Light hissed. 'That's none of your business."

"It's alright," L sighed. "It was bound to happen eventually. Someone would be curious as to why I only have a first initial on all my records."

Matsuda looked hopeful. "So, what is it?"

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you," L said sternly.

Matsuda's face fell. "Oh, that's no fun."

"I'm kidding, Matsuda-kun. I just do not feel the need to tell anyone."

"I bet it stands for loner," Mikami muttered.

Light elbowed him sharply. "Be nice. It's his first day here."

Mikami's eyes glittered. "First day, first night. New house, new fright."

"Quit trying to scare him!" Light exclaimed. Light's honey eyes were apologetic as he looked at L. "It's just a silly local superstition. After your father moved to the big city, no one that's moved here has ever stayed very long. They move into a nice new house, and something always scares them off. The bugs, the wolves howling at night, the trees rubbing against their window. Stuff like that. It drives the city people crazy."

"I moved in with my grandfather," L said quietly. "It is an old house, so I'm sure it will make plenty of noise as the foundation shifts. But I have long lived in old, creaky houses."

Light shrugged. "Then maybe you won't have any problems. The locals never have any issues. It's just that one house. Everyone that moves in always moves out within a week it seems."

"Except Cullen Anderson," Matsuda said sadly.

Mikami grinned. "He didn't move out. He moved into the cemetery."

"Freak accident," Light countered.

Mikami snickered. "All of the incidents were freaky. That one house had power outages when all the other houses had light. And all the crows and owls like that house. It's a bad omen for all the city people that try to move in. Your father brought your mother back here once from the city, but they moved out again soon after. Never thought she'd make it back again after having her wits scared out of her."

"I'm living with my grandfather," L repeated.

"Your parents didn't come with you?" Matsuda asked. "Lorelle and Noru stayed in the city?"

"They're dead," L said quietly.

"What?" Mikami gasped. "The old man never told us his son died. He didn't even tell us his grandson was moving in with him until it happened. Poof! Here you are. What gives?"

"It's a small town. Rumors spread quickly," L said softly.

"They never told anyone what they named you," Mikami sulked. "It's not fair to leave us out of stuff like that. My parents knew Noru since he was a baby. He was never that secretive until he met that French-"

"Don't speak ill of the dead," Light warned.

Mikami quieted and looked off into the distance. "I think that house killed them. Well, killed her at least. She was a city girl."

"It killed her eighteen years later?" Light asked scornfully.

"Indirectly," Mikami said casually. "Paranoia led to heart problems and she died of a weak heart. Easy as that."

L shifted uneasily as Mikami's eyes danced with wickedness. "Shall we bet on how long little L will last before he runs out of town screaming, just like his mother did?"

"I think he'll be fine," Light said firmly. That seemed to end the argument.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch.

"Oh, time for fourth period," Light said cheerfully. "Where are you headed, L?"

L glanced at his schedule, on the back of his map. "Chemistry."

Light grinned wolfishly. "Fun. I actually get a lab partner this semester."

"How do you know I have the same chemistry class you do?" L asked warily.

"There's only one teacher," Light said pleasantly. "Mr. Newton. He teaches all the science classes. You're probably not used to that, being from a big high school and all. But there's only one chem. class and it's fourth period."

"Oh." L frowned.

"I do hope that you'll be a good lab partner," Light purred. "Noru was good at science, I hear."

Light moved away, striding ahead of L as he led the way to class. L couldn't shake the uneasiness he felt around Light. He knew Light was probably only keeping some things secret so L wouldn't be frightened. But L had a sudden feeling that horrible things had happened in this little town that Light wasn't telling him about.