The Choice
By: AnimeNutsy
A/N: Okay, this is my first Death Note fanfic, so please be nice to me. I hope I can capture all of the suspense and nail biting thriller-ism that came with the manga and the anime. And this will NOT be a yaoi, just so everyone's clear on the matter.
Warnings: Death scenes, language, spoiler for L's true name.
Part 1
The moment L felt himself falling to the floor, he realized that he was having a heart attack, that he…that he was being murdered by Kira. L closed his eyes, waiting for the cold kiss of the floor, but it didn't come. Instead, he was met with warm arms as they came to grab him, and the soft gentleness of someone's chest, as he was saved from that cold kiss. He felt the stabbing pain ripple through his heart.
Slowly, he opened his eyes to look at his saviour. He stared up at Raito Yagami, his friend, and he realized…he realized that he, L, had been played like a violin. It was the eyes that gave Raito away. Those eyes of his gleamed in evil malice, as he held his dying 'friend' Ryuuzaki in his arms. The rest of the investigation team didn't see those eyes, so they all thought that Raito was just one friend helping another.
How wrong they all were. Ryuuzaki looked up at Raito, his hand clutching weakly at the younger boy's shirt. Scenes from Ryuuzaki's childhood flashed before his eyes, then a blinding light started to emanate from nowhere, but also from everywhere. Ryuuzaki couldn't speak; he couldn't breathe. He looked on as Raito's face twisted into a small, evil grin.
The last thought that entered the detective's mind was one which he had knew all along… 'I was right.'
"Wake up, L. Lawliet." A booming voice sounded, and the detective opened his eyes. He was in a giant white room, of which there was no beginning and no end. He squinted slightly. "Who's there?" He asked. "A friend. How are you feeling?" The voice asked him. "Good, I suppose, for a person who just died. I am dead, aren't I?" Ryuuzaki asked, as he tried to find the source of the voice.
"You are quite dead my friend, and quite correct in assuming that Raito Yagami is indeed the murderer you have been after." The voice replied. Ryuuzaki started nibbling on his thumb. "Yes, I was right. But it doesn't matter now, does it? I mean…dead people don't come back. I can't prove he is Kira." The detective pointed out. "But what if you could?" The voice spoke, and it sounded right by L's ear this time. "What if I could what?" The detective asked, jumping a little as the voice had sounded so close to him.
"Go back. I could do that for you. Send you back. Wouldn't it be such fun to see Raito Yagami's face when you rock up on his doorstep?" The voice asked, chuckling. "Who are you? Could you possibly be…god?" L asked, as he wished there was a chair he could perch on. "God? Yeah, I guess. Most people call me god. Some people call me Jehovah, some people call me Allah…but, yeah. You can just call me Fred." The voice of 'Fred' replied. "Fred? Why Fred?" Ryuuzaki asked god.
"I dunno. Why not George? Fred just sounds better. So…do you wanna go back or not? Come on, kid. I'm losing my patience here." Fred spoke, sounding pissy. "Yes! I'll go back! Yes!" Ryuuzaki agreed, his eyes wide with anticipation of a new battle with Kira.
"Good man. Now, watch your step." Fred spoke, and Ryuuzaki wasn't given much time, before the white room opened up into a big, black cosmos, and Ryuuzaki was sent hurtling into it. Fred watched as he sent the detective back to the land of the living. "I hope that kid does it. I'm really getting sick of all the souls that punk Kira is sending my way. When it comes lunch time, all the cafeteria food is always gone!" Fred sighed, and went about his daily duties of godliness.
Raito lay back on his bed at home, revelling in his success. He had finally done it. He had gotten rid of the one obstacle that could have undone him…the best detective in the world, L. He was all alone to just sit and relax, and not have to worry about those piercing black rimmed eyes on him every second. Raito was loving every minute of it. Suddenly, a knock at the door made him open his eyes.
Knock, Knock, Knock. "Hang on a second!" Raito called out, as he got up from his bed, and went downstairs. Knock, Knock, Knock. The knocking continued. "For Christ sake!" Raito shouted, as he opened the door. "Just what in the hell…." The words were taken out of Raito's mouth, as he stared at the figure on his doorstep. Ryuuzaki stood there, those piercing black rimmed eyes staring into the very core of Raito's soul.
The detective's lips curled into a small smile. "Hello, Kira. Aren't you going to invite an old 'friend' inside?"
TBC
A/N: Please R+R.