A/N: This is just a short little story, which I hope to finish today, please review guys, as I honestly have never written anything like this.
Also you might need to remind me to finish this if it's not finish when you come across it. You know what I'm like.
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Walking around and just observing, your world starts to shatter. You see the pure filth of the world that you'd never seen before that moment. And then it's like your floating, you're no longer attached to the world in any way other than gravity.
And that's how I feel right now.
There's nothing to hold me down really. Well... Except him.
We met online- I know, internet safety, but we're both clever enough to know not to be stupid. But we're both pretty invested in the Kira case. Of course he can't know that I'm L...
Of course he can't know I'm Kira...
It would mess up everything.
It was stupid of me to even begin talking to Light Yagami, but he was just so fascinating. For once I didn't feel like I was talking to someone with only half a working brain. With Light, I didn't have to stop or slow down.
And we live life at 60 miles per hour, and all I can think is thank God there isn't a speed limit.
As I booted up our skype chat, I started to wonder what Light was doing. Was he studying again? Out on a date? Something else? Did he ever think about me?
No that was stupid, of course he didn't. And the only reason I was thinking about him in this way was because I was impatient to talk to him about the Kira case. We would never be able to meet each other, so it was ridiculous to even think about the notion.
And yet that seed was there, nestling against all of his rational nerves and central system.
It made him listen more closely to what Light meant, instead of what he said.
He found himself clinging onto every word that Light said, each more fascinating than any case he had ever taken on.
"Ryuzaki? Are you even listening to me?" Demanded Light, looking impatiently through the computer screen. I stared at him for a minute, sure that I had only just set up the chat, which meant he must have been waiting for me to call. Good, less time wasted.
"Yes, sorry I apologise, my mind was someplace else. What were you saying?" I asked.
"I was trying to tell you, " He started, and equally annoyed and amused look on his face, "that Kira hasn't been very active lately, have you seen the news? No heart attacks. It's been several days- he's broken his pattern." Light said, looking confused.
"Oh come on Light-kun," I started, rolling my eyes in exasperation, "You must have seen the number of so called 'accidents' happening to criminals lately, one suicide, another hit by a bus yester-"
"I know, I was on that bus." Light said evenly.
I stared.
"Are you alright?" I asked after a moment had passed.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, he did try to hijack a bus that you were on, we might expect some sort of trauma, you're only human after all."
Light laughed.
"Ryuzaki I'm fine!" He said, apparently finding my concern hilarious. "Besides no one on the bus was hurt anyway."
"Oh." I acknowledged. "So nothing much new about the Kira case?" I checked.
"No, that's it. Pretty boring actually."
I sighed. "I didn't exactly expect a development, Kira must know somehow that we're onto how he can kill criminals, narrowing it down to a student."
"So he must have access to police information somehow." Light said, and I narrowed my eyes.
"You do understand, Light Yagami, that this does give me reason to suspect you. From having daily interaction with me there is a 10% chance that you are Kira." I stated.
Light stared back at me.
"I understand, but there is also an equal chance that YOU are Kira Ryuzaki, after all, you have access to even more police information than I do. Yet I trusted you enough to give you my name and face, while you cower behind a fake identity."
I smirked. Like I said, having someone to talk to with similar intelligence to you is very helpful.
"Very good Light-kun. You are right, there is an equal chance that we are both Kira right now, so I suggest we treat each other with the same courtesy we have for the last 4 months." I said, and Light laughed.
"I think you can call us friends now Ryuzaki, I mean I've listened to you complain about your brother for hours in the past. If that doesn't make me a friend I have no idea what does!"
"Near isn't my brother." I objected.
Light laughed. "He might as well be, you're practically the same person."
"Yeah but we're not brothers, that's like saying you and Ryuk are brothers." I said. Ryuk being Light's so called 'friend', apparently he was obsessed with apples and wouldn't leave Light alone a lot of the time.
"Alright, far enough Ryuk is not my brother. Should I bring up Mello or-" He stopped having seen my scowl.
"Still not good then?" He asked me, and I buried my face in my hands for a bit.
"The kid is out of his mind. I don't know what Watari was thinking bringing him into the orphanage."
"You hate him a little bit don't you?" Light asked, not looking up from what he was doing, presumably some sort of confusing algebra.
"Have you been talking to Near?"
Light looked up. "Ok if Near agrees with you I'm giving Mello a wide berth."
"You should, also what are you doing?" I asked curiously.
"Looking at those messages Kira made the murder victims write." Light answered, circling something aggressively on the page.
"You haven't worked that out yet?" I asked incredulously, annoying him.
"You have?" He asked, and I nodded.
He motioned for me to continue.
"The first column of the notes all make a message; 'L do you know, that gods of death, love apples?'"
Light looked confused.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Light demanded.
"Kira's obviously playing around, hinting towards the existence of such a creature. But if shinigami do exist, and Kira did in fact have access to one, it would explain a lot." I acknowledged.
Light nodded.
We sat in silence for a while, me bitting my thumb lost in thought, and Light scribbling again on inside a notebook.
"You're always writing in that notebook." I muttered. Light tensed. Not much, but a little, so little that anyone else probably wouldn't have seen. But I saw. I had trained myself to light, so that I would see, hanging onto his every move.
"Yes. I'm sorry, but I have a lot of tests to study for." I rolled my eyes at his pathetic excuse.
"Don't play stupid with me Light, you're smart enough not to constantly study and still come on top." Light sighed, and looked up.
"Maybe you are, but I'm not. I need to know enough to pass the tests so my parents don't realise that I'm talking to you. My dad would lose his mind." Light said.
His dedication was incredible, it made me grin. Not in a mocking way, but in something I hadn't felt for a long time before I'd met Light; admiration.
"What are you smiling about?" Light demanded.
"You." I said, not elaborating, instead cutting into the piece of cake which had been on a plate beside me since Light had logged on, untouched.
Light jerked his head up.
"What about me?"
"Nothing, Light-kun."
