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Warning: (As of this chapter) AU - Kira was the world's greatest criminal, hailed from the two greatest detectives. L Lawliet has lost all memory of Kira, and of his partner in crime, Raito.

Prologue

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Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

-Michel de Montaigne

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Aizawa had always hated this time of day.

He pulled the car into the empty space, sighing and ducking his head for a moment. The scenery did nothing to lift his mood - in fact, the calm quiet of it only made things worse. The sun painted the sky orange in a way that made the world look more like a painting than reality. Why was it that the world was always beautiful when times were unpleasant? The man removed his seat belt slowly, waiting until he heard the passenger in his car do the same before getting out of the car.

"Aizawa, nothing about this place changes," the other man, a lanky one with large, unblinking black eyes said flatly. He shuffled over to the nearest tombstone, the usual spot. For a moment, he stood there, biting his thumbnail and staring at the grave as though there was supposed to be something different about it. "Bringing me here every Sunday is beginning to get tedious, I'm sure on both sides."

"Ryuzaki," Aizawa stood by the car, watching the man curiously. His eyes were narrowed slightly, laced with suspicion, and something else - something wistful. "Read the marker."

"L Lawliet; October 31st to November 5th." Ryuzaki recited it without looking. "Why is it that there aren't any years?"

Aizawa didn't answer, too busy scrutinizing his companion. He felt his heart sink a few feet when no light bulb went off over Ryuzaki's head, when those dark eyes failed to light up. There was only nothingness.

"Hm, something has changed," Ryuzaki said, taking no notice in the fact that he was being studied. Or maybe he just didn't care. It must have been routine to him; being dragged here by a different officer every week, to stare at the same tomb and read what it said. He could never quite understand why they would waste their time - it wasn't as if he were someone important to the police. Ryuzaki was only there to take calls and make coffee runs.

He bent down for a moment, hugging his knees to his chest in an awkward position. "Someone left a flower here - a blue rose. Where would someone find one of those? Must've taken effort."

He turned around suddenly, eyes boring holes through Aizawa's skull. "Did a lot of people care for this L Lawliet?"

Aizawa blinked. "Many. They just didn't know it."

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Misa Amane hated L Lawliet with every fiber of her being.

She couldn't fight the feeling that there was something in her chest, trying to claw it's way out when she saw Raito sitting in front of his laptop, staring at the screen. Her hands balled into fists at her sides, the ends of her nails digging grooves into her palm. Once upon a time, Light had smiled. But now, his face was expressionless. His amber eyes held only annoyance and determination, nothing like the way they had shone before. All because of L.

"Raiiitoo," she sang, plastering a fake smile on her face and wrapping her arms around his shoulders from behind. She kissed his cheek, trying to pretend she couldn't feel him stiffening. Misa held on to him as tightly as she could, hoping that maybe this moment would last longer than a few seconds. Maybe for once, he'd let her be happy. "Misa feels like she hasn't seen Raito-kun in years!"

He shrugged her off abruptly, standing up and brushing his hands off on his pants. There was no smile, no real reaction. Once upon a time, he would ask her how she was doing. Now, she got absolutely nothing.

Feeling, like an idiot, Misa somehow found her voice. "He's dead. You're not gonna find him."

Raito grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her around and slamming her against the wall. Hard. A few dusty law books fell from the shelf besides her, crashing to the floor. His teeth were bared like an animal's, eyes blazing. "He's alive!" He spat, shaking her roughly. "He's...he's..." Unable to find the right words, Raito suddenly released her, taking a few steps back like he couldn't believe what he'd just done. Misa stood, still on the wall, watching him with large brown eyes.

"Rai-"

He waved her off with a shaky hand. He stalked off towards the door, slamming it shut behind him. Misa knew that he was only pretending to be angry, he was more lost than anything else.

Misa continued leaning on the wall, eyes wandering around the small room. They rested on a glass vase filled with blue roses.

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The drive back to Ryuzaki's apartment felt almost as though it lasted for years. Aizawa was completely silent, the only sound coming from the wrappers of candy Ryuzaki had been opening, one after another. The older man unlocked the doors, only nodding when Ryuzaki bade him farewell. His face was empty, but his eyes were glistening with what looked like tears. Before Ryuzaki could question it, Aizawa pulled away from the curb and drove off.

Ryuzaki turned around, watching the passing joggers as they headed down the street. There was something about other people that never failed to interest him - he could people watch for hours. It was there, watching the world go by that he caught the eyes of someone who had been headed across the street in the opposite direction.

The man stopped just as he was about to cross, his amber eyes meeting Ryuzaki's huge black ones. He stood there, frozen, not moving a muscle. Eventually,he squinted, and his lips moved to form a word. "Eru?" A horrible smirk slid across his face, and his eyes - those oddly-colored ones that kept Ryuzaki transfixed - widened, filed with childish joy. The man grinned, there was something a bit sinister about his smile. For reasons Ryuzaki couldn't figure out, it sent chills down his spine.

He couldn't tell if it was good or bad.

The man started walking towards him briskly, a devious smile on his face. He broke out into a jog, like a child running towards Santa Claus at the mall.

Something turned over in Ryuzaki's stomach - something he wasn't too sure about. Who was this man? What was 'Eru' supposed to mean? There was a weird feeling brewing up inside of him, one he wasn't sure how to handle. Was it dread? Anticipation? Curiosity? Something about it scared him, and before he knew it, Ryuzaki found himself rushing into his apartment building before the man could get any closer. He closed the door behind him, heart pumping much faster than it should have been.

Ryuzaki took a deep breath before turning around and staring through the tiny peephole on the door. He squinted through it, scouring the street for the brown-eyed man.

There was nobody there.

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"See this, L?" Raito leaned casually against the rail. There was an odd hunger in his eyes, a lustful greed. The brunette turned around to face L, watching him carefully. "It's our world."

His raven companion nodded, studying the view. Well, when you looked at it this way, it was definitely impressive. There was a certain ring to it also, 'our world'. "Kira's world."

Raito traced his finger underneath L's chin, so that the older man turned around to look him in the eyes. "That's what I said isn't it?" He pulled L close, dangerously close. His breath tingled against L's cheek. "Our world."