Author's note: I'm sorry I haven't been updating my other stories. It's a long story as to why…

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Ryuzaki clutched his heart. His eyes widened.

'Oh no,' Raito thought to himself. 'What have I done?'

Raito starred as Ryuzaki toppled his chair over.

He had done it.

He had actually done it.

His plan had worked.

He had killed L. L…

He thought that he'd be happy.

But he was just the opposite.

Why did Ryuzaki have to be L, he thought.

Ryuzaki… His Ryuzaki.

Oh, God, he wished he could take it back.

He wished he never put Misa in danger.

He wished that he never tricked Rem into using her Death Note.

He wished that he never picked up Ryuk's Note.

Why?

'Dammit!' Raito screamed to himself.

He ran to Ryuzaki's side.

Raito held him close to his chest.

'I knew it…' Ryuzaki thought with drooping eyes. 'But I…'

"I was too late," he mumbled. Then L, the master detective, the one that would never fail, 'Justice', closed his eyes, never to open them again.

Raito had only one thought cross his mind.

'No…'

"No! L! Ryuzaki," Raito screamed.

"Damn you Rem! Damn you!!"

End.

Ending note: Sorry that was so short. I didn't know what else to do. I just thought of this one night when I couldn't sleep.

R&R please =)