A/N: Just a random drabble on what could have been B's behavior as he loses himself to his obsession with L. Review if you want. Thanks to those who do^^
The gaze that was reflected back at him was not himself.
He was not extremely thin. He was not deathly pale. He did not possess these wild raven locks.
This was not him.
"I am L" He voiced in monotone, smiling at the void of emotion in his words.
A frown formed at the reflections display of feeling.
"L doesn't show emotion."He mumbled angrily.
Again, he could see and hear them breaking through his facade like many times before
Darkness clouded his vision as he closed his eyes, attempting to lock away the feelings, the failure. As he opened his eyes, the reflection seemed to change.
"L doesn't have red eyes" Shakily he began to rub at them, desperately wishing for L's image to be staring back at him. But these red eyes wouldn't bleed away. They remained, reflecting this pain that wouldn't ease.
"I am L" He repeated to the reflection."The image began to change, the once pale skin darkening.
"I am L" He shakily replied. The body grew in weight and height.
"I am L" He whimpered. The once wild mass of hair fell flat against his head. What was reflected in the mirror looked nothing like L .It was horrifying.
"B is not L" The morphed image said darkly.
"B is better than L."