BB: Hi. These are a small collection of Death Note Drabbles I'm writing while writing many other things. I haven't abandoned my account, I promise. I'm just taking some time off to finish my senior year in high school.

Warnings: Some bloody situations. Love. A bit of a T rating, might go into M. Shonen Ai. BoyxBoy love. That's all the warning you get, read at your own risk.

Light sat there in the chair, his hands bound behind his back, feet cuffed together, eyes hidden beneath a black blindfold. His throat was sore from screams, trying to alert anyone to his presence, and his body was going numb, tired from the slow flow of blood. From somewhere ahead he could hear the sound of a door opening. While this should have comforted him, it did nothing of the sort.

"Light-kun..." The word was dragged out into a sing-song, a horrible imitation of childishness. "Liiiiiiiiight-kuuuuuun...you've been a naughty boy..."

The young man listened as footsteps started toward him, clearing his throat to try and speak again. "P-please...I haven't...don't do it again..."

The person who walked toward him smiled, a gentle little smile. Their little birdie was so adorable, thinking he wouldn't do anything to him. A pale hand reached out to grab Light's chin, tilting his head up. Beyond's red orbs glowed in the gloom as he whispered, "But you've already done it, Light-kun." Those pale lips moved forward, giving a little peck to Light's own. "You've done many things..."