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Light stepped onto the bridge. Should he be there or not? He's afraid. The bridge is not as safe as it looks. But he's not only afraid of that. He's afraid of the other memories that plague him. That one memory particularly. Light kept picturing L leaning over the railing, looking down. He was staring at the water. It was calming but still kept to reality enough for him to look depressed.

He looked at his face. Tears of some kind of sorrow were rolling down his own cheeks yet he couldn't tell the one that stood before him his kept secret. He was afraid of his reaction. Would he not love him anymore? Would he just walk away?

"What's wrong?"

"...I can't... I need you to figure it out for yourself. I can't tell you or something bad will happen to me. But you know what this is about and you know that I can't tell you but I can say you are more than likely right."

"...No, you don't mean about the case, do you? Light? No. No! No! NO! YOU'RE NOT HIM! You can't p-possibly be hi-..."

"I-I'm so s-sorry... You know who I am. And my mission was to keep being Kira, but L, I have fallen. Hard."

"But I've stopped, though. I promise I won't take on the mission anymore. I promise I'll stop the destruction…Ryuzaki…?"

"Wh... How could you do this to me, Light? I believed you all those times you told me you were not Kira! And then you tell me you are? Why? Why would you kill all those people?"

"You couldn't possibly understand my mission. I'm sorry."

"But that's the problem; you give me promises but you don't want me to understand!"

"That's right, I don't. Because if you do get involved, you'll be hurt in some way I wouldn't be able to bear! Stopping now doesn't insure you or my own safety.

. . .

"Fine."

And just like that, he walked away.

That was the last time Light saw L. In the middle of the next night at around four in the morning, Light received a phone call.

"Hello?" Light could hear gusts of wind in the background and roars of waves. It sounded like it was the Pacific Ocean 1. Near the Golden Gate Bridge maybe?

"…"

"Hello?"

Light heard a sigh. More waves crashed. The sound was getting louder as if the person on the other side was walking closer to the water.

"Light, I'm sorry I wasn't able to understand you before. But now I do. I thought I c-could... I- I could love you. I guess emotions do cloud up logic. Goodbye, Light. Don't miss me."

"Wait! Ryuzaki! Stop where you are right now! Where are you?"

"Never mind that, Light. This is goodbye."

"Wait, Ryuzaki. Don't do what I think you're going to do!"

"You mean jump? Why not? I'm just going to get hurt in the long run and then, like you said, you won't be able to bear it. I'm just making it easier for the both of us. So why? Why should I not do it? I'd rather be hurt physically rather than destroyed emotionally."

"Bu-"

"I don't want to hear anymore of your buts. I've had enough of them. Goodbye!"

You can't do it, L. Don't do it. Why?

Because I can't be Kira anymore. It hurts.

Because I love you, L.


1: Why the Pacific Ocean particularly? Clues next chapter.

~imaginethwrldisurs