Summery: L's vision blurred. A honey haired guy rushed to his side. He felt himself being hold in his arms. He heard the screams, but the biggest of all, he saw the eyes. Those brown eyes. Those eyes, of Kira, whom he thought was his friend.

Genre: Suspense, angst

Words: 1500

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

[A/N: First Death Note fic ever, go easy on me!]

There was a sharp buzzing sound, and then before their very eyes, the screen flickered on and off and finally went blank. 3 words remained. 'All data deletion' in bolded black letter.

The room stirred in confusion. Shock, disbelief, panic, fear, horror.

L's eyes were wide. The dark circles under his eyes seem to stretch endlessly into his pale skin. He stood up in his seat and leaned his weight on the table. "It's Watari. I told him to delete everything if anything... Were to happen to him." his voice came out in a rasp.

"Watari..." he whispered as a small groan escaped his lips. The pupil of his eyes, growing big, then small. His whole body shook. 'Thump' his heart beated. Slowly, it went faster. Louder, in his ears. He couldn't breath. He panted. Tried to fill his lung. His chest rose, but the pain wouldn't subside. It grew worse. The blood that pumped his body was only a mere wave of thick liquid. His heart had stopped working.

Hand on his chest; with the last of everything he had, he twisted around from his seat. Crashed on the floor. Just in time to look into the man he knew, 100%, was Kira. The sickly wicked grin, and the eyes of the one who went berserk. L saw it all.

"L!" he heard a scream. Although everyone was just in the same room, that sound in his ears were miles away. Only reached him as a faint echo.

His vision blurred. A honey haired guy rushed to his side. He felt himself being hold in his arms. He heard the screams, but the biggest of all, he saw the eyes. Those brown eyes. Those eyes, of Kira, whom he thought was his friend.

...

As the last breath of L left his lips and his eye filmed an eerie white, a young man laughed under his breath. His eyes wide with excitement. Just like that. His last threat was eliminated. Gone from this world.

A flashback of L sitting on the sofa came into his mind. 'In the end, justice will prevail' L had once said.

Light giggled and to himself, he thought 'yes. That's right. Justice-me, will prevail. And those who stand in the way of justice-' Light looked down at the corpse in his arm. 'shall perish.' and sank his nails into the skin of his dead rival's shoulder. 'Perish. Die. Dead.' glanced at the body beneath him once more, he stopped himself from laughing in absolute joy. 'No! I must contain myself! I can't laugh now. Just a bit more. And then this investigation team will meet its doom. Without a leader, for sure. Just hold on a little longer, and I, will change the world.'

He won.

…

Matsuda slumped to the floor, "no..." he whispered, his voice filled with sorrow. "L... Why..."

"Kira! It must be Kira!" Light yelled loud enough for the whole team to hear, his grin hidden.

"Kira..." Masuda forced out hatefully between his clench teeth. "Kira... You'll pay for this.". His eyes that were once filled with anger suddenly softened. "But... That's a relief isn't it? This means that Light really is not Kira...right?" he asked hopefully.

Light's eye lit up. "Yeah, I guess so" he giggled to himself, as if having a hard time to hide his grin.

"Don't be rash Matsuda." Aizawa ordered swiftly.

"Eh?"

"We don't know yet."

"But just now... I was beside Light-kun the whole time. I didn't see him writing any thing in a notebook. And the death note, it's locked away. He couldn't possible have taken it. This proves his innocence right? Ne, Light-kun?"

Light eyed everyone carefully, trying to find a right answer that won't cause suspicious to fall on him. "I appreciate your thought, Matsuda-San. But... I fear that I'm not quite off the hook jut yet." he said quietly and turned his head away.

"Light-kun…" Soichiro croaked. "The fact that L died like this... and what L had said 'if I were to die, Light-kun is Kira.'…no matter how much I'm denying it, Light-kun…please, do something-anything, prove your innocence to me. Please."

"Dad…" The young genius wept as he closed L's eye.

"Our suspicion on you has increased. I'm sorry Light." Aizawa said flatly.

"No, it's okay, Aizawa-san. I understand." Light muttered and carefully laid the corpse on the floor.

"I don't really want to do this, but let's do this while it's still fresh in our mind. Matsuda, go check on Watari and call the ambulence while you're at it. Soichiro-san, please accompany him. I need to speak to Light alone." Aizawa instructed.

"ah. Okay..." Matsuda said as he gathered himself and stood up.

"Hm." Soichiro nodded, took one last look at L, and left the room with Matsuda closely behind him.

When the door closed behind them, Light signed and looked at Aizawa. "Aizawa-san, why are you like this? No offends, but, why are you stepping up as a leader? In this case, shouldn't it be my dad-or me?"

"Soichiro can't. After all, he's the father of the suspect we're talking about. He might side with his son. And what's that about you being the leader? Don't make me laugh. You're the prime suspect."

Enraged, Light hissed. "You… don't you dare look down on my dad!"

"Whatever." Aizawa brushed it aside and mentioned for light to sit down on the chair as he sat across. When they were seated, Aizawa spoke up. "What you said earlier, when L slumped down to the floor. You said that it must be Kira. Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"How can you assume that it's Kira? We all know that the Kira can't kill unless he knows the name of that person.

"Don't be stupid." Light spat out. "Of course I would assume that it's Kira. Who else would it be? I mean- L died of a heart attack. A heart attack like that needs to be the work of Kira, right?"

"Why don't you think that it's the work of the second Kira? Or death gods, Rem and Ryuk?"

"Because! It's only natural that it's Kira!" Light said and let out a small sign. "Aizama-san, why are getting so worked up anyway?"

"isn't it more accurate to ask YOU why you're so worked up for, Light-kun? Now answer my question."

Caught up at that moment's impulse, the young man blurted out, "It's because if that really was the work of the second Kira, then Watari wouldn't have died! And there's no way that Shinigamis could. They wouldn't gain anything from doing so."

"so now you think that the death god won't kill unless he has a reason?"

"yes! Beside, if the death god kills with a reason, they'll die!"

"Light-kun. You sound like you're making excuses. And eariler, you said that Watari died. How do you know if he died?"

"I just assumed tha-"

"You've seem to be making a lot of assumption Light. How do you know that Watari even died? You weren't Matsuda or your dad whom I ordered to check on him. All L said was 'in case something happened to him."

Speechless, Light eyes went wide. He had slipped. Failed.

"No one in this room would know if Watari died or not except for Kira who is the master mind behind this. What you said about shinigami, we never knew that. If i were to recall, you and that shinigami never had any 'alone' time together that would give you a chance to talk to that shinigami without us knowing. Did that Shinigami tell you, a member who's out to catch Kira? A shinigami won't share such information to anyone."

"I..."

"You're Kira, aren't you?"

"no... I'm not..." Light whispered in his shaky breath and then his eye lit up. "Prove it then! Just words can't prove anything! You can't prove anything!"

"Yes I can." an old shaky voice spoke up between the crack of the door. The door pushed open. And there stood Watari.

Alive.

My first ever decent cliff hanger, yay!

Anyway, this chapter is a bit short, sorry. I first wanted to make this a one-shot, but I changed my mind.

I'll update soon, but I need reviews! If you see any grammar/spelling mistakes, please point it out to me :)