Hehe... yeah, I probably shouldn't have started another multi-chapter, but this one will only be about 4-5 chapters long. I'm hoping for a chapter a day, but knowing me, that will probably go flying out the window, so... yeah. Enjoy.
Set after Light reagins his memories of the Death Note, but before he goes and kills L (at which point, I quite literally screamed at my computer 'NO LIGHT! HE'S YOUR SOULMATE!)
Death Note does not belong to me (but I do have a hell of a lot of apples; do you think Ryuk will come pay me a visit? ;])
Light was on the verge of falling asleep. His head rested on his folded arms, slumped over the desk at which he had been sat for the past fourteen hours. The night before, he had gotten a mere three hours sleep, and he was exhausted. Ryuzaki sat in the chair beside him, wide eyes trained on his computer screen, apparently completely absorbed by whatever it was that he was reading.
The Kira within Light screamed at him, demanding to know why Ryuzaki – no, why L was still alive. Light may not have wanted to admit it, but he felt that Ryuzaki was...not quite a friend, for their relationship had too many levels and far too much deceit for that. However, had the situation been different, then Light thought that he and Ryuzaki could quite easily have become close friends.
Mentally shaking himself for having such thoughts, Light turned his mind away from irrelevant issues such as friendship. Gods did not need friends, and regardless, L was Kira's enemy. Friendship with him would be impossible.
Yet, even Light could not deny that he felt a strange kinship with Ryuzaki. After all, was it not true that they both believed themselves to be justice? Was it not also true that, in their own way, they were doing what they believed was right and would make the world a better place?
So, though he tried, Light simply could not bring himself to hate the eccentric genius of a detective.
L, however... well, that was a different thing entirely. L was just a letter on a computer screen, an altered voice, an anonymous detective trying to bring Kira down and ruin his visions of the new world. Light found it quite easy to hate L.
Recently, Light had started to separate himself from Kira – he thought of them as two different people – Light was a kind, intelligent young man who wished only for justice. Kira was a killer, the means by which that justice could be achieved.
He had only begun to distinguish the two halves of his personality after he had regained his memories – having worked beside Ryuzaki and attempted to catch the false Kira, Light had started to hate Kira. Now, having regained his memories and the presence of Kira in his mind, Light had started to hate himself.
The only thing that kept him going anymore was the thought of the peaceful new world he was building. A perfect world, one that could be loved by every innocent, good, kind person on Earth. The next generation would never have to know what it was like to fear criminals, would grow up being taught Kira's beliefs and ideals, and the world would be a far better place for it.
Light fell asleep comforted by that fact, and when he awoke, he was slightly shocked to see that he was staring down at his on body.
Until that point, Light had never really noticed how annoying Ryuk's laugh could be when he was trying to think. By then, the rest of the task force seemed to have noticed something amiss – they were all crowded around Light's body, yelling, but Light couldn't manage to focus on the words. He could separate their voices easily enough, but none of what they were saying made any sense. Were they still speaking Japanese? Rem stood silently, though she too seemed faintly amused by what was going on. She said something, and it was a few seconds before Light realised that one of the task force members had been speaking to her.
It shouldn't have been shocking that Ryuzaki was the one to question her, yet somehow it was. After all, he was one of the few people who didn't seem to be particularly frightened by her. Now he seemed slightly angry, Light noted dazedly, as though he blamed Rem for whatever had happened. A thought struck him with roughly the same force as a bullet train, and he turned to Ryuk.
"Am I dead?" He asked the unpredictable shinigami.
"No Light Yagami, you are not yet dead," a soft voice from behind him made Light jump and spin quickly around. A being stood there – he wasn't quite certain what she was, but he thought she might be a shinigami, though she didn't look like any shinigami Light had ever seen.
Pure white eyes were framed by thick, dark eyelashes, while her skin emitted a faint glow. She wore no clothing, but her body was not human – in fact, Light thought that it would probably be stranger to see her wearing human clothes, like seeing an animal wearing a suit or something. Instead, her body was adorned by runes and symbols that covered perhaps ninety-five percent of her body.
"Hey! No rest for you, Wicked, huh?" Ryuk laughed, and the woman raised an exasperated eyebrow at him.
"Ryuk, that joke stopped being funny centuries ago. Besides, as you've no doubt gathered, I am not here for a social visit," at that she turned to face Light.
"Light, my people have decided your fate. You are a menace to the humans, as well as being dangerous to the shinigami. We saw your plan to murder Rem, not to mention the fact that many humans without notebooks are now aware of their presence on Earth. This cannot continue."
"Wait! Your people? Who are you? What are you? What do you want from me?"Light cried, feeling increasingly desperate. Though she had no irises or pupils, Light got the feeling that she was staring right at him.
"My people are none of your concern. Know only that they are incredibly powerful, and would never usually directly interfere with the human realm. I am known by many names, Light Yagami, but you may call me Wicked. What I am is no business of yours, though I suppose in this situation I may be considered a messenger. As to what we want from you..." White eyes flashed, and gave him a quick, startlingly wide grin.
"You have three days left to live, Light Yagami, unless you can find me one reason to keep you alive. I will return to you at the close of each day, and ask you for a reason. If, at the end of three days, you have failed to find a reason that we deem acceptable, then you shall die. If you can give us one good reason for you to continue living, then you shall wake once again
"It is your decision, Light Yagami. Three days to find one reason. This is but a game to us, and those are the rules. The prize will be your life. Until we meet again," she waved slightly, a twisted half-smile on her face.
"I bid you farewell."
Well??? What do you think? Leave me a review, PLEASEEEE???? With icing and lots of sugar on top, just how L likes it! Also, any questions, review or PM me, and I'll do my best to answer. Also, this will be slash, so anyone ho doesn't like that, I suggest you turn back now.