My Deep Wound
A/N: This is based of a dream I had one night, so don't judge.
Declaimer: I don't own Death Note. (Wish I did)
Chapter 1: The Game
Near was watching L play basket ball. L's teammate got injured so L had to get a new partner. And fast.
"I need a partner. Or I'll have to forfeit," L was not going to quite so easily.
" L I can be your partner if you want, "Near suggested.
"You play?" asked L in surprise.
"Yeah," was Near's reply.
"Well if you want sure. Just put this on," said L tossing Near a jersey. Near nodded and took off her shirt and put the jersey on top of her tank top.
She walked out in to the middle of the court, and looked for L and went to his side. Once there L showed her the plan and they went off to their positions. The ref blew the whistle and Near was off. She caught the ball and made two point shot. She and L made a bunch of shots, but so did the other team. There was one minute left on the clock. L had the ball he threw it to Near who of course caught the ball run to the half court line. She shot and the ball bounced off and the other team got it. One of the boys on the threw the ball it bounce off his partners fingers and out of the court. Near ran and pushed it back in to the court, but flew to one spot of the bleachers. The crowd yelled, but something was wrong Near felt something warm, wet, and sticky on her side. She put her hand on her side and brought it up to her face and saw it was blood. How in the world did she get blood on her side?