A/N: Short little fanfic I came up during Social Studies after the open book test. It took maybe an hour (worked half an hour in S.S, another half during Spanish) and I think its weird but maybe you won't and I reeeaally like Reviews, man… This is L's vp, by the way...
Warning: Implied yaoi- don't like don't read.
The Little Things
By Lady
It's funny how we notice all the little things about people, the things that don't seem to matter much. For example, Light's callus, the one just under the top joint of his middle finger that makes it look crooked, from excessive writing with a pen that doesn't have a rubber grip. And, from these little details, can come huge discoveries. Excessive writing; most of the work on the investigation team is now searching on the computer. So this excessive writing could be because he is Kira and is using the Death Note to kill criminals. I could file that information away, but that would raise Light's possibility of being Kira, and I am disinclined to do that.
Like I said, little things tell stories. But they can tell different stories when you combine them with other tiny details. Like the fact that Light-kun is also a college student.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who places such monstrous importance on such tiny details, and then I decided I hoped I was… I don't believe I would enjoy having anyone else know that the little twist to Light's mouth means he's annoyed, that the quirk to his eyebrow means he's amused. That when he steeples his fingers he's trying his very hardest not to kill the person in front of him (more than once has this gesture been directed at me).
What if anyone could tell that when his voice hits that high note at the end he's in pain?
Another thing; back before Light joined the investigation, when we were investigating him, the first thing I noticed was his manner. He was cold, calculating… ruthless. He was, quite frankly, scary. And he remained that way for a while after joining up with us. But then we held him for that time, and he changed… His eyes held a degree of pure innocence and an untainted sense of justice. The ruthlessness became determination, the calculation became true care. He was the same Light, only… not.
And I fell in love with him.
There's something so attracting about innocence, about helplessness, that can draw a person towards someone else. And so it was with Light and I. But the determination was what kept me there.
And now… he's changing again. And the funny thing is, I don't care. I couldn't walk away from him if I wanted to, now. Even if, after we attained the Death Note, the innocence disappeared and the coldness came back. Every glance he shoots me, every time he touches me, I recall why I should hate him. But, when he cries out in the dark and my name vibrates in the small room, I remember why I can't… Even if he is Kira.
It's like a game of chess, and we have captured all of the other's pieces until all we have left is a King apiece, and we're just chasing each other around the board. The game can't end until someone makes a single mistake.
Or until someone forgets one little thing
And that's it. Pretty short, wasn't it? I'm not entirely sure theres a point to this at all. That's quite depressing for me...