A/N: This is my second attempt at writing fanfiction. (I was working on the first when this thing threatened to bother me until I wrote it out…) It probably seems OOC, esp. on L's part; this story takes place when Light doesn't remember being Kira.
In case you were wondering, Takeshi Obata would never sign the ownership of DEATH NOTE over to me… even if I could get my hands on a Death Note of my own.
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Light glared at the handcuff dangling from his left wrist, cursing that the chain wasn't just a few inches longer. "Guess I'll just have to do this one-handed," he mumbled as he reached for his comb.
For then next fifteen minutes, Light painstakingly ran the comb through his hair, making sure that not one lock was left out of place. A few hairs on the left side of his head seemed determined to remain askew and he nearly screamed in frustration. 'God, if only I was Kira, then I could be rid of these ridiculous handcuffs,' he thought as he turned on the tap, meticulously wetting the comb before shutting it off again. 'But, if I killed L, that would only give him more reason to keep me chained to him – except he couldn't, he'd be dead; but I'm sure my father or one of the others – wait, what does it even matter? I'm not Kira!' He frowned in concentration as he set himself to reigning in these "wild" hairs.
When he finally won the battle, he almost jumped for joy. Almost, but that would be undignified, not to mention that then he would have to redo his hair. Light settled for grinning at his now-perfect reflection as he locked his masterpiece into place with heavy-duty water proof hairspray. Satisfied, he turned to leave the room when he saw something strange out of the corner of his eye. His reflection was not following…
Light could only stare in astonishment when he saw his reflection smirking evilly at him. There was a menacing aura to this other-Light as he reached to a black notebook. His eyes seemed to glow red as he scribbled furiously in it. As the other-Light flipped the notebook for Light to read, he felt his knees go weak. I AM KIRA.
'What? That's… not possible…'
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"Light-kun, are you alright?" L poked nonchalantly at Light, looking down at the semi-conscious boy on the floor.
"… I'm fine," he mumbled as he sat up, resting his head on his knees. "What happened?"
"It would appear that you fainted," remarked L, "though I can think of no cause for it." Then, more to himself than Light, he said, "It couldn't have been lack of sleep, for you got at least 3.6 hours of it last night; perhaps you are simply in need of sustenance." L began to walk out of the bathroom, the chain pulling Light into a mostly upright position. "I would like to eat something as well; your fainting spell has, unfortunately, put me behind schedule this morning." He gave the chain one last tug before continuing out the door.
'It must have been some sort of… fatigue-induced hallucination,' Light thought as he followed L out of the bathroom. "God, I need a coffee."
Light made sure not to look at the mirror as he passed it.
A/N 2: Yeah, L might be a bit OOC. I didn't actually plan on him appearing in this, but then Light fainted *gasp!* and I didn't know what to do…
Please read and review! I don't mind some criticisms, but PLEASE no flames…