Innocence, time and sunshine
A/n: I seriously have no idea where this came from. I was reading routine and then I felt I wanted to write this. It's mainly because right now I feel that life, world, they keep rushing at you head on and there is nothing you can do about it.
Disclaimer: Death note belongs to Oba Tsugumi or something. Not mine, I don't get any profit from this story, blah blah.
Warnings: Really out of character, but this is when they were young. (Ok, it's still OOC. Damn)
Two young boys sit in the garden, innocence flows. The passage of time pushes innocence away, tainting its pure colour till it becomes chaotic; all mixed up until one can't tell what it once was, until it is unrecognisable…
"It's so futile." The white hair boy frowns and stares up at the roof.
"What?" The blond boy is groggy, but since they're both out here in the garden he might as well know.
"Fighting. Wars and arguments and death and that stuff." The small pyjama clad boy has no change in expression but his voice is blank.
"That's what we're gonna stop." Blondie is lying back on the grass, looking bored.
"Mello is going to stop the wars?" Near is sitting, his head resting on one of his legs.
"No stupid. We'll do it together; we're the smartest here anyway. I'll become the best at solving cases and you can be my assistant." Mello has a smile on his face as he thinks about what could happen.
Silence. They both know, Mello will never surpass Near, that Near will always be first. But as long as it isn't said they can stay in the sunlight…
"I don't want to solve boring cases." Near makes his point clear. He may be a child that is growing up too fast, but he is still a child.
"We'll leave shit like that to the police. They're paid to that anyway." Mello looks pleased with himself, having thought of a great future he rolls over, away from Near.
Near sits in silence for a while then he lies down on the soft grass. He rolls so that he is facing open fields and thinks that, really, having a future like that wouldn't be too bad.
In the future, a boy, he's still a boy, will work to solve cases by himself. Other people will look after him but he will sit and solve puzzles and build card towers. He's only going to take cases he wants, he'll pretend to be someone else, or maybe not, because he is L now, so he's not really pretending to be L. He won't eat sweets, he won't eat chocolate and he'll still be smart…
…but alone.