The Most Beautiful Death
Crimson gore crows.
A flame caught in the heartless wind.
Misa-Misa dancing.
An apple for a shinigami.
An apple-flavored candy for L.
A quickly stolen kiss, vile-sweet, apple-tainted.
A sweet death, blood-flower-puddles.
I've written the most beautiful death for you.
Won't you tell me your name?
…XxX…
Give and take.
Give: press something to your lips. Could be poison and you know it (Kira) but you take it anyway. Watch your pretty handsome face contort in perfect disgust.
Smile smugly.
No taste at all in candy, Light(Kira)-kun.
Take: lean in. A swift press of lips, a quick sweep of tongue, and the candy is mine again, still sickly-sweet, still tasting like sweetsour apple, but now also flavored with you. (Kira.)
Give and take.
…XxX…
I dream about killing you.
Not with the Note, no, or maybe just use the note to plan it, to make sure it all goes right? Hands, though. I have to kill you with my hands.
One night while you lay sleep, I spent three hours slowly working the chain of our cuffs around your neck. You didn't wake up, not once, through all the agonizing minutes I exhausted just to wrap a tiny death around your throat.
But as soon as I was finished, just when my hands tightened on the links, in that moment when I was ready and willing to choke the life from you, you signed. Soft and gentle. Your eyes opened, black rings no less prominent despite the rest. Drowsy and still dangerous even in your bleary-eyed stupor, you reached out for me. Pulled me into a quick kiss. Soft press of your sugar-sweet lips, completely distracting and consuming for one split moment.
And when you pulled away, to lay your head on the pillow again, chain still wrapped around your pretty pale neck, it was around mine, too.
"Kira," you breathed, and fell back into unconsciousness.
All the extra length of chain was lost to our strangleholds on each other. I could scarce put six inches between us, but I didn't try. With a chuckle, I took your hand and eased down next to you.
The first one to pull away kills us both.
I sleep.
I dream about kissing you.
…XxX…
I want to kill you.
I want to kill you.
I'll kill you the moment I can.
I'm going to bring you to justice.
I will win.
I will win.
You have no emotions.
You have gone insane.
You're a liar and a falsified angel.
You are a killer and a wannabe god.
I hate you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I love you.
I want to kill you!
…XxX…
Well, yes. LxLight FTW. Sorry, but I love them. And I just found out my school library has twelve volumes of it. There may be a god yet. (It's not Light.) In any case, yes. The first section is Light to L, the second L to Light, the third Light to L again, and in the fourth, the italics are Light, the bold is L. Read and review!
