A/N Ayyoh :) Soo um, well, Now I am going to write in my "lazy" style, and, to be honest, the style I prefer using, the style I actually started with to begin with, but since it isnt really fit for a story I could never really use it, but just for once, I shall try and succed x·3
...Drugs...in school...didnt they say? didnt they say the dangers about drugs?
that feeling...that feeling turns neccesary...a drug...a silent and pleasing killer...fantasy...hallucination... it was all just an imagination...
L knew all this, but L was never the boy who listend to what the teachers had to say... drugs...pills...killers...there was just this drug...a drug with no name... how would you call such drug... it wasnt love... perhaps we should call it desire...the desire of the drug... the drug that promised a feeling... what feeling?
That feeling...the feeling of being loved...even if... even if...
it was all just one fake hallucination... a drug.
Like every drug... he would witness it, oh yes he would...
My love...my desire...my ardour and eventually, my death.
Always... always when L would kiss Light...stick his tongue down his troath... wanting more... taking in all those years he missed...that what he was always appealed by... he lift his chin up and looked weirdly at those couples...what could you expect? they were different...they had a feeling L never had...love.
And maybe L was faking it aswell...that love... Light would always tell L... just two little words...words...the definition of confusing... "I`m sorry".
Sorry? what for? for being Kira?
Of course...was this his plan all along? L had to deal with alot fo cases of the years... drugs,murder,rape name it and he has seen it all...
But this man...God he claims to be...the Judas he is...to L.
Judas...betrayed...a traitor...just like Light.
This man...he didnt need to use knifes or guns... he only needed one weapon...the most dangerous of all... what was it?
oh yes, love.
Love...what a term...what was Love?
What did it mean?
Was L ever really loved?
hallucination, imagination, craving, seeking, wanting, and never having.
A picture... a black&white picture...L was in the center...L...always cautious and smart L...the best detective in the world...
...brought down on his knees by love...
Light had a sword on L`s head...a sword called love... the drug that pinched in my body leaving me with desire...
A drug I want to exterminate from my body...but just like every drug...its becomes part of you...a part of you you cant live without...
Could we really blame L for falling? hasn`t he done enough to serve the world already? decreasing its criminal records with over 10 percent...isnt this just our way of paying him back? with love? even if...no, even its fake love...a ilusion...it still a feeling he never experienced...L loathed the drug, he needed the drug, and now that he has done enough, enjoy the last moments in Judas`s arms...now...now its Near`s turn, Near`s and Mello`s, those two kids...could they really handle it? wasnt L being selfish?...
Whenever we did our thing and Light would talk, I couldnt answer...I couldnt speak...the feeling was overwhelming...he would ask me questions such as "What are you doing Ryuuzaki?" I was numb, how could I answer if me myself doesnt know the answer?
Love and hate, just one step away,
Kira...but for now...Kira or not...it doesnt matter...
A/N . Some of this confused me, it kept switching from a third person to L`s perspective, anyway, R&R are highly appreaciated :3