Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of the characters.
Revenge?
Chapter 1: 100 Percent Dead.
"So...I...I wasn't wrong...But...I..."
"...I wasn't wrong..."
"...I wasn't wrong..."
"..I wasn't wrong...But...I still lost."
L's last thoughts before his brain completely shut down and his eyes slid permanently shut.
Now he was on the outside, floating above his anorexic looking body, watching as the scene continued to play out before him.
The handsome teen, Raito, called his name but received no response from the now deceased body.
"Ryuuzaki!...HEY! RYUUZAKI!?"
A pale thumb retreats to his mouth as he continues to watch this cheesy horror movie carry on with its performance.
"WAAAAAAH!!! AAARGH!!!"
"Raito, please calm down!"
"WE'RE NEXT!... WATARI! RYUUZAKI!...NOW US!"
"W...We must call an ambulance."
L leans forward to get a closer look at the young Yagami's face. His features played off the look of a terrified boy prepared to die, but his eyes were all wrong.
Some say that you are able to distinguish a person's true emotion by looking into their eyes. And right now those chocolate orbs held the look of...
Satisfaction
Anxiety
Pride
...and... Remorse?...
No that can't be right, it couldn't be, not for him, not after all of the trouble he had gone through to get rid of him.
"Wow, Raito-kun is a very good actor."
An interruption of repressed giggles sounded from behind the thin detective, causing him to turn his attention away from the panic-stricken investigation team who were now on their way out of the room with his lifeless body.
"Hyuk, Hyuk, Hyuk. How very strange."
Coming face to face with those round yellow eyes might have been quite a shock for L had he been alive, but now, all feelings of emotion seemed to have vanished, along with his sense of reality.
"You are yet another Shinigami, are you not?" He nibbled hard on his thumb as he recalled the first Shinigami he had met, Rem. Who was most likely the cause of his and Watari's death.
"Hyuk. Yes, I am Shinigami Ryuk."
"Mm."
L nodded his head in response before turning away from the Shinigami, for something else had absorbed his attention.
He made sure to place his sock-less feet flat on the floor before attempting to walk anywhere. Though it was utterly unnecessary and he could have easily just float to where he wanted to be, the idea of walking gave him the impression of still being alive.
He walked to his fallen computer chair and attempted to lift it from the floor but was surprised when his hand went completely through the hard material.
"Hyuk, Hyuk, Hyuk. I don't think that will work too well."
L tried a few more times to pick up his favorite chair, before shrugging his shoulders in defeat and walking over to the computer screens where his unfinished tea sat perfectly on the table.
A full sugar bowl sat next to his cup, but something was missing.
"The spoon." he whispered.
"Hyuk...uh what?"
L looked around the table, then looked to the floor and caught sight of the fallen tea spoon lying inches away from the spot where his dead body had recently lay.
He reached out for the spoon but was only promised with the same reaction he received after trying to lift his chair. Again he allowed a few more tries before letting out a heavy sigh and straightening himself so that he once again stood in front of his tea cup.
"It must be cold by now."
L experimentally stuck his finger into the tea cup, frowning when he felt no wetness, no warmth. Removing his finger, he stuck it into his mouth and huffed when he found no tastes of tea.
And definitely no tastes of sugar.
Ryuk watched as the detective took a seat on the floor, his legs pulled to his chest as he stared hopelessly at his lone tea cup.
"...I am now one hundred percent sure that I am dead."
"Hyuk, well I could have told you that?"
L looked toward Ryuk as if just remembering that the Shinigami was there.
"Hey you, Shinigami Ryuk. I want to ask a question."
"Shoot."
L stuck his thumb into his mouth, while wiggling his toes against what was suppose to be a hard floor, but ended up being just another obstacle for him to pass through.
"Why am I still here, why have I not passed on? In Catholic beliefs, it is said that after death a person goes either to heaven or hell. I have received neither. Why is that?"
Ryuk took flight, floating upside down directly in front of L's face.
"How should I know?"
"Are you not a Shinigami, you should know."
Ryuk sat on the ground next to the detective and attempted to sit in a similar position to his.
"Just because I am a Death God, does not mean I know every mystery between life and death."
"Hm."
"It may be possible that you are a Yurei."
That word caught his attention, he had heard it before.
"You mean a ghost?"
Ryuk gave up trying to sit like L and retreated back into the air.
"Yes, but the difference between you and a ghost is that you are held here by unfinished business. Possibly an emotion that is stopping you from leaving this world. Whether it be love, sorrow, or most likely...hatred. Hyuk, Hyuk, Hyuk."
Nonsense, he's never held a grudge toward anyone. Things happen for a reason, that is what he believed, he had lost the game, to simply state it. There had to be another explanation for why he was here.
But then it hit him, and his eyes widened at the thought.
"Yagami Raito."
Ryuk turned his attention to L, his grin grew wider.
"Oh yeah, I remember Raito showed me a movie once, called 'Ju-on'...Hyuk...Yup, very scary, have you ever seen it? Those are real examples of Yurei."
So is that why he was still here? Was he fueled by hatred toward the boy who caused his death? No that could not be it.
"Hey, Shinigami."
Ryuk turned his attention away from his current blabbering about 'Ju-on' and looked back toward L.
"Will I ever be able to cross over?"
The Shinigami landed on the ground in front of L his grin growing even wider.
"Hyuk, only if the right ritual is performed laying you to rest, or if you resolve this emotion that fuels your reasons for being here."
"You mean my supposed hatred?"
"Hyuk, maybe. Or your sorrow for not being able to finish that tea. Hyuk, Hyuk, Hyuk."
Silence took over the room as L continued to sit on the floor, contemplating his situation. Finally after nearly twenty minutes of thinking, the detective rose from his seat.
"So the only way for me to move on, is to get revenge against Raito-kun for causing my death?"
"Hyuk, Hyuk, Hyuk. If that is what you choose, or you could just spend the rest of your time in this world as a Yurei. Which one will you pick?" Ryuk sung the final part, emphasizing on every word.
L's gaze fell back toward his forgotten tea, a dread of not ever being able to drink down his sugary substance or eat his sugar filled cakes, plagued his superior mind.
What shall he choose? Live alone, haunting a world where he could never eat his sweets again? Or seek revenge and move on from this world?
Which one shall he pick?
TBC...
Review
Yurei- Japanese Ghost that appear if a person dies in a shocking manner such as Murder or Suicide. Some are influenced by emotions such as, love, jealousy, sorrow or hatred. The only way for a Yurei to leave the Earth is if it can be laid to rest, either by performing a ritual or by resolving the emotional conflict that keeps it tied to this world.
A/N: My definition was supplied to me by WIKIPEDIA.
Another Disclaimer- I Do NOT own Ju-On. It is Japanese movie, which the American movie Grudge, was based upon.