(I know I shouldn't be doing this... For anyone reading my work, yes, I am working on the second chapter of Crimson Tears, and possible Carpeted Floors and Parrots if me and Raura-chan can figure out a plot. The urge to write this came to me during Chemistry. If you don't know already, I severely dislike my Chem teacher. So, listen or write? Which one do you think I picked?

Quote for this fic: My name, my name, can you tell me my name?)

(Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or references you see below. The only thing I own is the wording, and let's face it, that's not worth much. :P)

Over the years, I've had many names. Ryuuga, Ryuzaki, L, the list goes on. Every case requires me to take new name. Watari insists on it. Something about emotional detachment.

I became Ryuuga while conforting you at college. I needed something that would both catch and divert your attention while I got closer to you. Hardly the most subtle name, but it worked. I'm still alive, yes?

Ryuzaki, the name I adopted while with the Task Force. A rather common name for my liking. Once again, I only used it make sure you, Kira, couldn't send me to an early grave like the prisoners. Kira may only pass judgement criminals, but I'm not taking any chances. Morals can be shifted. Human nature is a very unpredictable thing.

L. The name feared and respected throughout the continents. I won't be modest. L is the greatest detective the world has known. L has solved countless seemingly impossible cases, figured out enigmas in mere hours that have confused top minds for months. L can see patterns no-one else knew existed. L's a genius, born before his time. His sharp intellect and extraordinary intuition combined with his unwavering morals makes him a role model for the next generations. A fine, upstanding man.

It's a pity he's just another mask I wear.

I'm not Ryuuga, nor Ryuzaki, or even L. I'm me. I'm human, despite how I may behave. Sorry Light-kun, but you're not the only one who can act.

All throughout my life, I've been called different names from almost every nationality under the sun. New case, new name and a new personality, yet there's only two names that will stay with me. Two that will remain in my heart after the title of 'L' has been passed on. The first, obviously, is my real name. The one you've fought so hard to discover. I'm sorry Light, but your still not getting that from me, despite how hard you try. I'm not that foolish.

The second, ironically, is one you gave me, Light-kun. That one whispered word that sent shivers through my system that night. You spoke it as if it held no importance, almost casually, while shrouded in the security and privacy of darkness. If only you knew the power names hold over me.

In the glaring light of the next dawn, that remained to be the most memorable thing. Weeks, months later, that was what I held close. My name. The one you gave me.

Koishii.

Light's koishii.

Your koishii.

(I know this isn't terribly good. It was literally written in about 25 minutes.)

(So, my first DN fic/drabble. What do you think? Like it? Hate it? Wanna set some very angry pitbulls on me for writing it? Well, tell me!)