LxLaneyForeverMore: Hello and welcome to my Death Note story…..I'm glad that you're here Hehehe…..Ha! I'm just joking you know, I'm not that creepy in real life or online. But I am glad that you've stumbled upon my fanfic and I hope you enjoy it.
L: She does not own me, Light-chan, or any canon characters from Death Note. Now, I'm off to eat some cake.
Me: *After a moment* Don't touch my cake L! You have your own! *Runs after him*
Death Note- Two Lonely Letters
Chapter 1- A Friend
Xandi's POV
One is the Loneliest Number that you'll ever do….
By Three Dog Night
You're Not Alone (Age: 10)
He was always alone, sitting in his room watching us play from his window and I had a feeling that he wanted to join us…so I asked him.
"L?" I said when I entered his room, after knocking of course, and the boy turned around towards me. I noticed that his skin color was paler than the average person, he had big black eyes with some small dark bags underneath them, and he was sitting in a rather unusual position: He had his legs pulled up to his chest…that must be painful.
"Yes? What is it?" He asked staring at me. I immediately felt uncomfortable, especially with the way he was staring at me, it felt like he was judging me and I hated being judged. My parents judged a lot of people including myself…which didn't turn out too well for them in the end.
"Umm…I was just wondering if….you…maybe wanted to come out and play with us?" I asked a bit hopefully. He just stared at me before shaking his head "No thanks, I prefer this room, but I thank you for the offer" He said. I blinked, he didn't want to play?
"You're a rather lonely character aren't you?" I asked after a moment. He turned back towards me and I could see a flicker of something in his eyes before it disappeared "Is that so?" He said. I smiled "Yes, but it's alright…you're not alone" I said before backing up out of the room leaving a slightly surprised boy inside.
The Name (Age: 11)
"Are you a lonely character?" L had asked me one day while I was in the library. I looked up from the book I was reading and smiled "Maybe…." I said before looking back down. I heard a shuffle from beside me and I looked over to see him sitting in the chair next to me, in his unusual position again. "Does that hurt?" I asked. He looked at me confused "Does what hurt?" He asked. "Sitting like that" I said motioning towards his legs. He shook his head "No, I've gotten used to it, it actually increases your brain power to sit like this" He said. I didn't question it after that.
"What is your name?" He asked after a moment or two. I stared at him "Xandi…." I said. "What's your real name?" He asked. "That was my real name" I said. He raised an eyebrow "So what's your alias?" He asked. You see the children of Wammy's house had to have these things called aliases or other names besides your real name. "X" I said. He didn't say anything after that.
Words of Advice (Age: 12)
"Is that all you eat?" I asked L as I entered the dining area and I had noticed that we were alone like always. "What do you mean?" He asked. I stared at the cake he was eating "Do I really have to say anything?" I asked. I could detect a hint of a smile on his face "I find that if you eat sweets you can stay up longer" He said. I raised an eyebrow "But even so, everyone needs their sleep, it a human requirement and if you don't get sleep eventually your body will shut down on its own" I said. He stared at me and I started feeling uncomfortable again. "So…why don't you eat with the other children?" I asked. I had never seen him at the regular breakfast, lunch, and dinner times in the dining area.
"Do I have to?" He asked. I shook my head "No, you don't have to…but you're avoiding my question" I said. He looked away "I…don't have good experience with other people" He said. I couldn't help it, but I laughed. "I-Is that all?" I asked in between laughs. He was blushing "Yes…." He said. I had finally stopped laughing when I said "Everyone's not born with social skills L, heck I'm hardly sociable myself" I said. He stared at me once more "I always see you talking to everyone though" He said. I smirked "Why were you looking at me?" I asked. I saw his face turn slightly red so I laughed "I'm just joking, but no just because I'm doing that doesn't mean that I'm sociable I'm more of a motivator, the kids that I talk to have problems so I try to help them out in the best way that I can meanwhile I get to know them better" I said. "Have you ever thought of being a counselor?" He asked. I paused before looking down….my mother was a counselor…..
"Are you okay? Your mood has dropped" L said. I looked back up at him with somewhat false happiness "It's alright…don't worry about me" I said. He only looked at me "If you like helping people maybe you should help yourself first" He said. My eyes widened "Perhaps you're right…." I said preparing to leave "I don't want to be a counselor because of two reasons and one of them is more private than the other but I don't want to be one because I would rather reach greater heights than a counselor like a PR Specialists or Therapists….you know people who keep you from hurting yourself and others" I said before leaving.
Two Separate Paths (Age: 13)
I was on my way to see L when I saw Mr. Wammy walk out of his office. "Mr. Wammy, have you seen L by any chance?" I asked. He turned around to look at me "Oh! Xandi, I was looking for you will you please follow me" He said motioning for me to come on. I raised an eyebrow before I followed him and eventually found myself in the dining room. "Why are we here?" I asked. He smiled at me "Some people are here to see you" He said before walking in and after a moment I followed him. What people?
"You must be Xandi, it's a pleasure to meet you" Some guy with a businessman appearance said to me. I raised an eyebrow "Who are you?" I asked. "Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Charles and I'm the representative of a nationwide service called the K.O.T.W" He said. The K.O.T.W (Kids of the World) was a special organization who specialized in helping kids with certain problems. There were millions of their organizations all over the world. What are they doing here?
"So why are you here if I may ask?" I asked. The other guy, who looked like this guy's twin smiled "Well, we heard about how you've been helping the children here from Mr. Wammy here, and we were wondering if maybe you wanted a spot in our organization" He said. My eyes widened "B-But I'm only thirteen!" I exclaimed. "Well, we just recently made another organization in Europe for young people like you to run…." He started. "….because you think that a young person would understand another young person" I said. He smiled once more "Right, so we were in need of a president, a young president" He said. My eyes couldn't get any wider "This is such an honor…I'll gladly accept the position" I said. Both men grinned "Great! We'll be back next month to pick you up. We know you'll do great" The said before taking their leave. I could've sworn that I was in a daze all day…until I bumped into someone that is.
"Hey! L? What's wrong?" I asked the young teen who was looking more depressed than usual. "I'm leaving…." He muttered. I rose an eyebrow "Leaving? To where?" I asked. He looked at me sadly "Different places…I'm going to be a detective…a young one" He said. I smiled widely "That's great! So, what are you so sad about?" I asked. He looked at me and I immediately understood…me.
"Me? Why?" I asked. He looked the other way "You're my first friend…and I don't want to leave you here. I asked Wammy if you could go with me but he said he had other plans for you" He said. Oh! I almost forgot!
"Yeah, I get to be the president for an organization called the K.O.T.W and they made a new one in Europe, I'm leaving next month" I said. He looked at me…is is possible that he looked more depressed by that?
"Oh…" He said before starting to walk off so I immediately grabbed his arm. "Wait! Just because we're going to separate ways doesn't mean that we won't be friends anymore or that we won't see each other again" I said. He looked at me and his eyes were hardened "I already thought about it and the percentage of you and I ever meeting again is around 8%" He said. I stared at him "Who cares if the probability of us ever meeting again is low…..there's always a chance that fate might bring us together again" I said before walking off. I didn't see him again after that but I heard that he had left sometime that week. We'll still be friends even if far apart…I promise you that L.
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