Sue me. XD I had to do this. My first Death Note fanfic. Oh, and this all takes place at the Wammy's House. I didn't want to write about Kira, so, enjoy a younger L.
Death Note belongs to it's respectful owner.
October 30, 1993
"Yulri-chan,"
"Yeah, hm?"
"..."
I smiled faintly, picking up a piece of caramel and brushing my hair from my face. L stared back apathetically. I glanced at him and gently pushed the plate of caramel sweets toward him. He frowned.
"What's the matter, L-kun?"
He stared at me with a glint in his eyes at my mistake in speech. I gulped, accidentally swallowing the caramel.
"Ryuzaki..." I corrected, adding distaste in my tone. Why did he want to be called that name? I like L better. I furrowed my eyebrows, frowning, but straightening my expression after L sighed.
"I'm sorry," he stared at the caramel pieces, stacking them on top of one another. "It's just that..." he sighed once again after the pieces fell. I felt the need to finish his sentence.
"Your birthday, right?"
"..."
"Watari told me..."
L took a caramel piece and shoved it in his mouth somewhat reluctantly. He chewed it slowly and swallowed it. I smiled; he bit his nail. Obviously, he knew something I didn't. I waited anxiously for him to tell me.
"It'll be two years..."
I raised my eyebrows. That's right, his fourteenth birthday. I finished his sentence again, not wanting to hear the words from him.
"Until you leave..." My throat felt sore as I held back tears. "But those two years...We can make the best of! L- uhm, Ryuzaki..." It wouldn't be any use. Everyone in the orphanage will want to shower him with attention, then slowly we'll get seperated. That's the way things are, L told me. I didn't want to believe it at the time.
We were always together, back then.
And I got scolded for it everyday. He was my friend; I didn't understand. I hated the girls I had to share a room with, why couldn't I stay in L's room? He had a room to himself. The silence is wonderful...
I would always whine about how people were just jealous of our friendship. I had asked L why they were jealous and he told me-
"That's just the way things are, Yulri-chan."
We had to go through this everytime his birthday came around. An orphan could stay at the Wammy's House until the age of sixteen. And L, being a truly gifted orphan, may as well leave early.
I stared at the floor, desperately searching for a way off the subject. I paused and stared up at L, with little determination. I took a caramel piece and broke it in halves.
"Promise." I held out one piece for L.
"Promise?" his face held bewilderment.
"That we'll have as much fun as we can until you leave."
L's face lightened. He took the half and ate it, as I did.
I know it's short, but the 2nd chapter will be much longer.
Revision: 9-15-07 I didn't change anything, just did a little rewording.