(A/N) Hi again! I'm back with the next chapter! (Obviously, lightningpelt… what, you were back with Easter presents? My brain isn't in attendance tonight… regrettably it had a prior engagement.)Lol, sorry this chappy is so sort... it's kind of like a housekeeping chapter. Still, I really like how it turned out, and hope you do to!
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I do not own Death Note… just a heck of a lot of candy.
What a fascinating experience, coming back from the dead.
The four of us were back at Beyond's house; it was great to see him again, even though he looked like death walking… no pun intended. It was great to see all of them again. But, at the time, I was still in a bit of a state of shock, and so hungry that it was impossible to think straight.
I glanced around the house; it was less of a house than a mansion of sorts, with extremely high ceilings and multiple rooms. It was old; I could see evidence of hundreds of years of decay on the bottom layers of stone. But above that stone was new plaster, making it obvious that someone had taken a lot of care to renovate it; if I had to guess, I would have said that Beyond had found some ruins and built upon them.
Beyond interrupted my thoughts, reentering the room with trays of food. It was still a shock every time I looked at him, with the wings and all. Plus, at the moment, he looked so very fatigued…
"Eat," he sighed, his voice rough. "There's plenty more." Then he collapsed into a sitting position, fumbling with a jar of jam.
How long had it been since I had eaten? I shuttered. I had caught a glimpse of a newspaper on our way back through town; it was a whole 15 years since my death. I relished that first bite of cake… that first bite in 15 years. No matter how much I thought about it… 15 years!
When my belly was comfortably full, I sat back heavily to think about what had transpired. It seemed obvious that Beyond was responsible for bringing us back. Were the Wammys really back together, finally? Near was still alive, Matt, Mello and Beyond were here with me, what about…
That train of thought was interrupted by a huge yawn. I glanced around; Beyond was already dead to the world, wings twitching as he slept. Mello's head was nodding as he fought to stay awake. As I watched, Matt simply fell over sideways, breathing deeply and evenly. I yawned again, my eyelids drooping of their own accord. I felt my body relax, and I drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep.
In my dreams, I, too, was a Shinigami, my black wings beating beside Beyond's red ones, a steady, comforting rhythm, swallowed by the black night.
I woke up to the smell of pancakes.
Sitting up groggily, I saw that the others were already up. Mello and Matt were playing cards, and Beyond was standing by a stove in the corner of the room. I could see, through the window, that the sun was already high. I didn't get any father in my thoughts because Beyond flew over, carrying a tray of food.
"Sleeping Beauty finally wakes," he scoffed, ruffling my hair and handing me a plate of pancakes drowning in maple syrup, along with a cup of coffee-moistened sugar.
I raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you cook? A murderer who watches cooking shows?"
"You pick up some useful skills when you're waiting around for a decade waiting for a Halloween full moon," Beyond informed me haughtily, rapping my head with the spatula he was carrying.
We both laughed, and I pushed the disturbing thoughts of being dead for over a decade from my head. I noticed that Beyond looked worlds better than he had the night before; perk of being a Shinigami, I supposed.
"How does it feel to fly?" I asked curiously.
Beyond set down his jam-covered pancakes and grinned at me. With a dramatic snap, his wings- all fifteen feet of them –unfurled.
"It feels euphoric," he told me, and leaped upwards. He soared up to the ceiling, doing a tight, backwards summersault, kicking off the ceiling and shooting back down before catching himself and gliding slowly back upwards. With a flourish, he landed in front of me.
Mello had let the chocolate syrup he was pouring overflow his plate as he stared in shock.
Matt's mouth was hanging open, and cards fluttered from his limp grasp.
I was speechless.
Beyond laughed. "What, did you think these were just for decoration?"
Mello started to laugh breathlessly, and we all joined in. I couldn't describe how wonderful it felt. A warm feeling blossomed in my heart, one that I hadn't felt since I assumed the role of L over… well, now over 30 years ago. I saw a matching feeling reflected in Mello's blue eyes; Matt's brown eyes; Beyond's red eyes.
Only one person missing.
No, I corrected myself, two people missing.
Beyond turned to me, his eyes warm but serious. "Well, one more stop. We're gonna all be together again, at last."
I closed my eyes, letting the thought sink in.
Nothing could ever compare to that feeling.
(A/N) Gah! Last sentence… so cheesy… *dies*
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