Light saw the sun creeping past the tall, steep buildings that lay outside his window. He decided he had done his deeds for the day.
He closed his book and stared at it. Death Note, it read in white letters. The black binding was faded, yet the effect of the book was just the same.
I wonder what it's like to die, Light thought to himself. It was one of those rare moments when he pondered whether he should be doing what he thought to be right.
By now, the Death Note was filled with names. Names of criminals that deserved to die. Murderers, rapists, thieves, any criminal with a capital offense for the most part.
Yet some of the names were people that only committed small crimes. Why? Because Light wanted to let people know that anyone committing a crime would die. They deserved it. The criminal justice system wasn't doing enough.
Light turned off his lamp. "Good night, Ryuk," he said to the shinigami, the Death God, as he tossed him an apple.
L stared at his newly possessed Death Note. Should he really be fighting fire with fire? Should he really stoop down to Light's level to stop the killings?
Yes, he thought, it's the only way to stop him. It's the righteous thing to do. Sacrifice for the big picture.
L knew how powerful Light was. He knew he was a cold-blooded killer and needed to be stopped. Yet he also knew that Death Note meant power. Absolute power that can consume people. He feared using it, yet at the same time he knew only he would be able to do what he was about to do.
L jotted down Haruki Takahashi.: 3:15 A.M. He turned on the television and waited.
"I'm standing here outside this convenience store, where a serial killer has trapped 7 people inside and is keeping them hostage. The police are outside hoping that he will let them go. That hope, however, will most likely be futile. For now we wait and sit here, waiting for a miracle.
Ryuk called Light's name in an effort to wake him up. It was 3:17 A.M. "What the hell do you want, Ryu-" The television caught Light's eye. He stared at it in shock. The headline: Haruki Takahashi Dead, Kidnapped Released.
"What the…what the…" Light stammered. He opened up Death Note and searched the last names he'd written. No Haruki. No Takahashi. "What's going on?" he asked Ryuk.
Ryuk snickered. "I don't know, Light. What would you think?"
"I think I've got a follower," he replied with a smile. "And I'm going to find out who they are. Perhaps…" he paused for a moment. "Perhaps they are the last piece to controlling this world. Perhaps I've just won the war against L.
L put his book down and turned off his lamp. Perhaps, he thought to himself, this is the last piece to the puzzle. Perhaps…perhaps I've just won the war against Light.
L dipped his donut into his chocolate, then into his tea. He took a big bite out of the donut and laid it down. He sighed heavily and yawned. Killing people was exhausting. He didn't know how Light had the strength.
But he also knew that Light didn't have a heart. He was brilliant, almost as brilliant as L, perhaps, but he did not have a heart. Too bad, L thought, we would have made a great team.
If only you knew that I have known you were killing people for a long time, L continued thinking. If only you knew that I've known this for 3 years. If only you knew that I've had this plan in my mind for a long time…you cannot win this war. You may have won the battles, but you haven't won the war.
Both L and Light woke up at 7:00 A.M. In fact, their schedules were usually very similar. Since living together, they had the same routine every morning. Get dressed, eat, shower, comb hair, brush teeth. It was quite troublesome really, because they both fought to get the shower first.
Light knew that L was trying to stop Kira, and L knew that Light was Kira. Neither would let on of their knowledge. They knew better. It would lead to one of their deaths, and they could not let that happen. They both had the bigger picture in mind.
"So," L started the conversation will both were eating breakfast. He usually did. "Hear about that serial killer being killed last night?"
"I did," Light replied half-heartedly. "Probably the work of Kira. We should investigate it."
"Already have," L muttered as he passed a file to Light and took a bite out of his donut.
Light opened the file curiously. It looked to be a file of every suspicious killing in the past month.
"It doesn't seem to have been from Kira," L muttered. "Probably just to throw us off. Though, it does seem paradoxical, doesn't it? Can't be that easy to figure out, can it?"
"I disagree," Light said quickly. "Maybe Kira's slipping. He might think we'll start to believe there's a new Kira!" he said with a chuckle.
"Perhaps," L responded. "In any case…I'm going to take a shower." He ran towards the bathroom and shut the door.
"We really need to get an apartment with two bathrooms!" They both laughed. Both were not genuine in their laughing.