His Final Breath

"I'm Kira." The voice rang in L's ears. He knew that death was coming, and he accepted it. The brilliant, copper-haired, college student standing across the dark room

from him smirked. "Well?"

L looked up at him. "I figured as much. So, what now? Are you going to kill me, Light Yagami?" It was better to face the reality than to hold some small, false hope that

he would leave the room alive.

"Of course. But, this time...this time, I'm going to enjoy it." His eyes met L's. "I've never killed before without using the Death Note, you know." L spotted the gun

glittering in Light's hand.

L sighed. "Must you always be so dramatic, Light-kun?"

Light's lip curled up in disgust. "Light-kun? You know I'm going to kill you, and you still use a term of endearment?" He shook his head. "Pathetic, L. I expected more.

You're not even trying to convince me to let you live. Aren't you afraid?"

L turned away from him. "Afraid? Of course I am. Everyone is afraid of death. I just know that nothing I can do will stop you. So I refuse to stoop to that level."

"Damn you, L.! You don't want to live? Well I'm not going to make it quick, just so you know." Light lifted the gun up and cocked it.

I might as well kill myself... the thought ran through L's head, and, immediatly, he was disgusted with the thought. He would not go down without a fight.

Ghostly laughter filled the room. "Light Yagami...your life will end here, too. You are becoming a bore to me."

L looked up, as if confused. "Who said that?"

A look of absolute terror filled Light's face. "R-ryuk? NO! You can't!"

The disembodied cackle floated through the air again.

"Well...then. Better to get this over with..." Light murmured. His whole body trembled, knowing that he wouldn't survive much longer than L himself.

"So, Light-kun. It seems that we are both fated to die here. Now, it is your turn to tell me. Are you afraid?" The detective turned away from the wall to face him again.

A flash of pure hatred flashed through Light's eyes. "SHUT UP!"

He aimed the gun directly at L's heart with shaking hands...and pulled the trigger.

BANG

L's eyes grew wide, and a red pool of blood spilled out from his shoulder as he stumbled backwards. "L-Light..."

"NO!" Light screamed, clutching his chest. He could alredy feel his heart failing. "NO!"

He shot wildly, desperate to finish off his one great enemy before he died.

BANG

BANG

BANG

L grabbed onto his shoulder in a useless attempt to stop the increasingly fast blood flow, as the other bullets slammed into him.

His arm, his stomach, his ribs.

Each time was worse than the last.

Streams of blood ran down his entire body.

He stumbled, and then fell. "Light..." he coughed, choking on his own blood. "I forgive...you..."

Black fog clouded his vision, and he knew that this was it. His final breath.

A single tear leaked out of his eye, right as the last bullet hit.

BANG

Right in the center of the head.

The young detective closed his eyes for the final time as his bloodstained body went limp.

Light spotted the tear glittering on L's face...and laughed. L had shown weakness, after all. That was all Light was after. To prove that L...L, the world's greatest detective,

was weak.

He gasped in pain as his heart beat its last beat.

"I...won...I won."

Light Yagami's final thought.

I won.