I started this a while ago. I won't bother continuing if no one likes it, but, it you don't like it, please tell me why. It's hard to grow as a writer of any sort if no one ever bothers to tell you what to fix.
This has some implied LXLight in the beginning and if I'm encouraged to write more it would have some very light yaoi later. I mean like.. they might kiss once or something... so.. yeah.. if you don't like that kinda stuff... don't tell me to write on.
OH! Right! And I don't own Death Note... in any way form or fashion... if I did... L wouldn't die...
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Ok... I'm done now. Please enjoy.
Cameras. Cameras everywhere. There was not a single blind spot in the entire building.
Cameras. They were set up to watch those suspected of being Kira. But they watched everyone. All the time. Even the watcher.
With the capture of the murder notebook the monitors had seen little use. The members of the task force had returned to the police force and were careful to spend every possible moment with the families they had very nearly left behind. Misa had a career to follow through with and lived in an apartment with Light. Light had left quickly and was well on his way to a high-ranked position in the NPA.
L was left alone. With blank monitors and endless sweets. Such a large place. So alone.
He was a recluse, hiding when he didn't feel it was a necessity to be seen. No one even knew his real name. So what if he was alone now? What had changed? Nothing.
But, something had changed. L had become accustomed to those he lived with. He had grown accustomed to Matsuda's stupidity and Yagami-san's constant defending of human life. He had grown to like Misa-chan and Yagami-kun, despite them both being suspects in the Kira case. He had grown to like them all. He had even gained his first ever friend. He missed them all. L missed that Light was the only person to pose a threat to him or even give him the slightest challenge. He missed his logic. He missed his only friend the most.
Staring aimlessly at the wall of monitors, L could almost see Light. His auburn hair and cunning brown eyes. Light, in his button-up shirt, holding a box of chocolates, probably meant for the black-eyed detective.
Staring aimlessly at the monitors L could almost hear Light. His sharp tongue demanding entrance into the huge empty building.
L focused suddenly on the monitors in front of him. So many times he had seen Light while half asleep. So many times he had heard Light, calling from his own memories. But when he looked again, Light would be gone, and L would be alone once again.
Not this time. Light didn't disappear. His voice didn't fade. Yagami-kun still stood defiantly staring into the camera, daring L to not let him in.
L's thin fingers quivered, one reaching up to touch his lower lip, the other flipping a switch that opened the intercom connection above the doorway before which Light stood.
"Y-Yagami-kun?"
"Let me in Ryuzaki."
L's heart skipped a beat. Light was back. Light had returned to the old task force. And L was the only one in the building. He drew the only conclusion that he wished to draw. Light had returned for L.
His quick fingers typed the necessary code into the keyboard and the door in front of Light clicked, unlocked, and summing him further in.
L waited impatiently, his thumb on his mouth and him in the swivel chair with knees pulled up to his chin. Light would come through the door in any minute. His first friend was returning to him. L could speak to Yagami-kun once again. They could once again fight for intellectual superiority. They could finish the search for Kira, together.
L could feel his palms sweat with anticipation. Why HAD Light returned? A truly terrible thought slithered into his chest and lay there in a tight knot. Kira was still at large. Light had, until the finding of the murder notebook been the only real suspect in the case. What if Light was Kira as L had always suspected? What is Light had returned only to kill him? What if L's last view would be his first friend, smiling maniacally down at him, as life slipped away from his body?
The very idea terrified L, and, enraged him. Yagami-kun was his first friend, to be sure, but he had been the only truly believable suspect in the worst mass-murder case in all of history. Yagami-kun was L's first friend. And would, if the murder notebook had false rules in it, be his killer.