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Light could remember when he realized that when people said "boys and girls" they meant boy OR girl.
Light thought this was quite silly, and failed to capitalize on the most gender possible.
Light was of course righteous, and quite irritated to find out there was (was) people who were rather not nice to people who weren't boys Or girls. Heaven forbid, they even thought they had a say on other people's bodies!
Light swiftly dealed with the silly fools.
This is the first outcome.
Light was certain he was male. The fact that he dreamed of having long, lovely braids had nothing to do with it.
True, that alone didn't say much. Hair was hair. But it wasn't just hair, even considering that he woke up each morning thanking his lucky stars he, through a genetic weirdness, was unable to grow facial hair. It was so, so much more.
Oh, so what if he was so terribly jealous that Misa could saunter around in whatever dress or skirt she wanted? He was merely irritated she didn't wear less eye-catching clothing, clothes he didn't stay up late dreaming about wearing.
Oh, so what if Light wanted a bigger chest? A large bosom would surely intimidate his enemies- no one would dare mess with Kira then!
No, to think that Light was not solely male was just silly...
This is the second outcome.