Even a strong person has weak moments. It's inevitable. The most we can do is run into the rain and hope no one sees the tears. one shot. very minor hints of LxLight, small enough you can ignore them. Light centric
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Light kept a lot of secrets.
Having long since mastered the art of hiding his thoughts, there wasn't a person on earth who could read him—not then…
Somewhere in his childhood, he heard one of the makeup drenched, self-pitying emotion mongerers bite out a sentence scarily cogent. Nothing long or poetic, but a stark, mind-blowingly simple sentence that forever etched itself into his mind.
"I like walking in the rain, because no one can see I'm crying".
It struck him then that his whole life was spent hiding from the world, hiding in plain sight. Like a weeping child who flees into a storm to hide his shame from prying eyes.
There was no room for him to be Light. The boy was an admirable student, a dutiful son and a caring brother. Where did just-plain-Light fit into that mish-mash? He knew, in his heart of hearts, that there were things he was, but could not be. It was infuriating that he, who was so much more intelligent and clear minded, was forced to bow to the will of such simple people.
Fools.
The next rain, he snuck out the door and stood straight and proud in the silver barrage… and cried.
The tears were hot and hateful, and so, so good. It became almost a ritual, a catharsis.
He wondered sometimes if there were others like him. Others who knew they were better, who knew they saw what others didn't, who knew that there was no room for their true character. And they stood like him in the rain, letting the burning tear-drops mix with silky cold water.
Not likely.
None of his friends knew about these storms, no, they didn't know anything. Light wouldn't have called them friends if there were anything else to call them.
But there they were, because he was so good-looking, and so popular.
It sickened him.
The saying went "All the girls want to date Yagami, and some of the boys too!"
It was those times that he wondered if maybe, just maybe, these cretins knew more than he gave them credit for…
But no.
People are ignorant and vile and not-as-good-as-Light. That's just the way it is. In all his life, there was only one person who didn't fit Light's view of the world, who could see when Light didn't mean a word he said, who actually thought about problems instead of screaming complaints into the wind.
And he hated the man for it.
There was a time, during that brief stint of innocence, when it became startlingly clear how well his detective understood.
There had been a groove in the bathroom door, through which a chain could be pulled, that allowed Light his small amount of privacy. He was only allowed two minutes, but oh, how he loved them.
So much in fact, that he would run far over the time limit. His partner was forced to slip inside the door and wait for the suspect to complete his meticulous rituals.
On that occasion, the suspect set his brush down and inspected his hair, while the opposite man crouched on the counter beside him. Absently, the private eye gnawed his thumbnail, eyeing his only friend with a growing look of smugness.
Finally, able to stand it no longer, Light turned to the man and raised an eyebrow, waiting. Ryuzaki's expression lifted into something only Light would recognize as a smile and mused:
"Light-kun has many responsibilities… always so busy with his various rolls… I wonder, what would Light be like, left to his own devices? Surely there are things he cannot, but would like to be…"
L saw the widening eyes, and felt the waves of disturbed mentality radiating from the boy. So he'd hit on a sore subject... No matter what his suspect said, there were the signs.
Light managed to play it off with his long practiced acting abilities, but…
Oh yes, even from himself, Light kept secrets…
But it's not hard to recognize your own, now is it?
FIN
Un-beta-ed.
Can you tell what it's hinting at? I bet you can. You're smart.
700 words... This is that drabble I've been working on... when I should've been doing my ass-load of math homework.
Damn.
But here it is, and I want lots of critique...
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