A/N: This is just a quick little drabble of Matsuda reflecting on everything the fight against Kira has taken from them. Again, contains spoilers! By the way, reviews make me write more~.
We've lost so many things in this war. We've gained a lot, too. Even so, the physical number of the things we have lost is equal to or greater than the emotional value of what we gained.
For some, the losses may only run as deep as the level of their career: colleagues never to be seen again. But for us, this runs so much deeper. Each battle was personal, and very battle we lost not only stole people precious to us, but the losses stole other important things. They stole the things that kept us going, and each time we lost someone and something to a different enemy. But we won the war.
First, we lost L to Kira. We lost a leader and the world's most brilliant mind. That was when we lost faith.
Next we lost the Deputy Director to Mello. We all lost an old friend and an older, highly respected leader. At that point we lost hope.
Then we lost Light. That was the day we won the war but, of course, we lost, too. We lost a friend, a leader, and the last of the trust we had left for humanity.
Now we've lost Sayu to herself, to her mind. Aizawa, Mogi and Ide lost a girl who felt like family even though they barely knew her, but Sachiko and I lost more. Poor Sachiko, she lost the last family she had left. I lost the girl I loved, I lost my world.
Now I'm lost.