"So..." L looked at Light who was holding his clawed cheek, outraged.
"Don't you ever lay a hand on me again, Ryuzaki-" L just sighed and for some reason, his sigh was enough for Light to stop talking.
"It is L. You can call me L now. No reason to use my alias."
"Which of all? The one million faced monster, you have so many aliases, you evil little detective. Admit it, you have lost your identity." Light spat hysterically.
That scratch was enough to make him go mad.
How dared he?
"Yagami." L was hissing again, although it wasn't enough to bring Light back to reality or make him focus on that. "Again, you don't decide, the universe and other forces do. So, just for once, shut your mouth and let me explain the situation." Light touched his cheek again, noticing the 'bleeding' stopped, surprisingly fast.
He sat on the bed, still hysterical and still glaring at L. "Sorry for the scratch, you wouldn't shut up." Light opened his mouth, but L was quicker to speak. "This is all a circle, you see. You gave death to the world, and death came back for you. And not those damned, troublesome Shinigami, that's not really death. Death, the power of death, the one that destroys you without stupid notes. The death that can't be escaped. That's why we both met death, earlier than we were to though. But this is a rare occasion in which death allows dead souls to come back to human world, although not completely normally, and as I told you, this is the path between life and afterlife."
"And I will ask again, because your explanations weren't exactly believable and appropriate. All of this is happening indeed because I changed the world for the better?" Light's point was making L angry, but he didn't quite succeed.
L replied completely emotionlessly.
"I will repeat it, and understand whatever you'd like to understand. You took even more lives than death did in those years, and I already told you that you forced a number of souls to go to the underworld without any obvious reason, at least to death. This might be appropriate for a Shinigami, but not for a mere human. Even with a Shinigami's permission. And then, I am here because I was chosen for numerous reasons to be here."
The irony in L's voice was like a punch to Kira's pride.
Kira, a mere human?
L claimed that Light's achievements were something a mere human could easily do?
"Oh, well, just let me tell you I'd let no force from this or any other universe make me spend my afterlife with you, but you did." Light smirked, crossing his arms.
He had to make L angry.
He was obliged to.
"I will never forgive you for ending so many lives. And I'd prefer to rot in hell for all eternity than being here. I hope this answers your question more properly this time. Because I don't want to be here. This is way worse than hell, and believe me, I have seen hell, Yagami-kun."
"And yet to see Kira did something admirable? Something-" L's fingers wrapped around Light's neck, incredibly tightly, and L seemed rather inhumanly strong.
L went to hell.
It was a shock to Light.
He was even jealous Kira did not have that experience and L did.
"You will fucking choke me!"
"If I had been choking you, I don't think you would have the privilege to tell me so."
L was right.
He didn't feel the need to breath.
At all.
And his voice came out incredibly easily.
"Get your hands off me, L. You have no right to touch me." L immediately let go, Light falling at his knees. L's fingers were exactly at the place Light's throat used to be. "You are delusional, L Lawliet." He emphasized Lawliet, as if he was insulting him, once again.
As if knowing his last name was still as harmful as back then.
Since it wasn't, and L knew Light knew his last name, Light didn't get the reaction he was craving for.
"Let me help you up, Light-kun." He went down, placing his arms at Light's shoulders.
L's sudden kindness crisis made Light fall back, not wanting L's hands on him, Kira didn't need help.
The world needed Kira's help.
"Don't touch me!" He dragged himself meters away quickly while pointing his finger to L.
"So that's just how hysterical you always were. You are an excellent actor, and I must admit, even sharper than me, Light-kun. Even if I guessed this part of you existed, I never expected to see you like that, for real. At some point, I thought you would always act like a saint, even if I found proof you were Kira."
"I am very aware of what I am, and what I am not, thank you." Light narrowed his eyes, his attention immediately drawn away from L.
A thunder almost broke the window.
"It starts, Light-kun." L suddenly said.
"What starts?" Light asked, hoping for an answer that wouldn't confirm what he guessed. Light's non beating heart seemed to him as if it was beating incredibly fast.
"I'd like to name this 'The Underworld Hunting: Save Kira.' And maybe all humans too because if souls go berserk, well, you never know the impact it could have on the human world." Light remained on the floor, speechless at the level of L's irony.
Save Kira?
What a disgraceful sentence.
So many comments he wanted to make, so many reasons not to.
"So, a soul is coming."
He couldn't speak, he was unable to reply.
The room, L, everything started to turn into an unshaped mass of colors, until it changed again.
And there was nothing, it was exactly the way Light imagined nothingness.
"Light...Why did you do this to us? Didn't you think it would ruin our lives? Our father's life?" Sayu.
Her long brown hair fell on her shoulders loosely, around her unusually pale face. Her eyes looked bigger than normally to Light, and he'd swear she looked way older than she should.
As if somebody had stolen years away from her, forcing her to become more mature.
"Sayu, it was for my world. The world I wanted, the world we all secretly-" To Light, his speech about his actions seemed perfectly reasonable and he never understood why he never convinced anybody with that.
Why couldn't they understand that Kira killed for the sake of people who never thought of killing, and considered it a crime?
It was a burden, and Kira decided to bear with it.
Yet, some people never understood that.
"No, Light. It wasn't for me, for our family, or for anybody else. It was for you, because you do have a god complex, I always knew. I used to find it funny, but I never thought it would get us here. I never thought that funny little trait of yours could create Kira."
Light sighed.
Stupid, ungrateful people.
How dared she not be proud of him. Being even dissatisfied.
How dared she not understand the sacrifices he made for the world, for the better?
"You'd even k-kill me. Stop, Light. Enough." Sayu was on the verge of tears.
Light lowered his head, letting out a sigh.
"Sayu, I would never-"
"Stop saying my name!" She screeched. "That note, that...awful thing, it took away our father. You. Eventually, our mother too. And I was left alone, because of that. Because you chose it over us."
Light remained as emotionless as always.
The only thing bothering him was an irrational part in Sayu's sentence: How did she know about the Note?
He guessed that after his death that information would be confidential.
"Sayu, how do you know about the note?"
"I cannot believe that you turned out like this, brother. Such a piece of trash."
"You had better watch your mouth." And Sayu shook her head, turning her back at Light. The end of the nothingness turned bright, extremely bright.
And Sayu walked towards it, ignoring Light.
"Sayu, don't go." Light pleaded softly.
He walked forward, trying to reach her, only to be stopped by something harsh.
A rock.
He looked around, to see that Sayu was gone, just like the light.
The only thing he saw was a waterfall.
And he could't see the end of it.
Actually, it didn't seem to end at all.
He decided, just to be safe to move away.
And he ended up slipping, and cursing himself as he knew death was coming.
And he fell.
And he never landed.
And he opened his eyes.
"Sayu...S-Sayu..." He breathed heavily, sitting up quickly. He was on the bed, rather sweaty.
And when he woke up, his was pretty sure that his arms were crossed.
Was that all a very real, to him, dream?
However, his attention was quickly drawn away from the bed and his dream.
There was blood, everywhere, so much blood.
And two black roses, which were covered in blood as well, even though not visibly.
But Light knew it, after using the note, he had developed an ability to sense the blood and the murder from far away.
He looked away, in order to find the culprit and possibly punish him.
And he saw a monster.
Oh, god, L was the monster.
There were two huge wings, black ones coming out from his back, moving slowly.
And his hair, his usually black hair, were forest green, and he swore, it wasn't just the color; the texture was alike to the skin of a snake, and he could swear, his hair was the source of the hisses he was hearing the whole time.
And the eyes, those red, blood red eyes, it was the most shocking new-found trait on L.
It looked like the red of the blood when it fell on snow.
That intense.
And he was pretty sure there was a tinge of yellow at the white of his eye, and the shape, it reminded Light again, of a snake.
His sharp fangs, his tongue.
That wasn't L, not the L he had met back then.
"You know I will rip you apart, Light-kun, don't you?" L smiled viciously, throwing his claws at Light's face.
I can't move, Light panicked.
I can't.
I can't.
I-
"No!" Light screamed at the top of his lungs. He opened his eyes to see he was standing, right next to L.
No bed, no blood, no monstrous L.
He tried to put his thoughts in an order, too many of them to handle all at once, even for Light.
"Don't worry, Light-kun. I've dealt with this. I did it." At that point, he felt his knees going weak, and L's arm wrapping around his waist.
His body felt as if he actually fell off a never ending cliff.
As if he was actually ripped apart by L.
Showing weakness in front of L wasn't an option for someone like Kira, yet that new situation had even managed to get him there. "Someone had to face something rather intense, I believe. Maybe you should rest, Light. You don't look well, even for a dead person."
"How...You looked...You were a monster, L." Light looked up at L, breathing as if oxygen was more necessary to him then, than what it was when he was alive.
"Don't ask, Yagami Light. Just don't. I did my best to blind you during the process, but obviously I didn't do it well enough." Light regained his composure, getting back on his feet and moving away from L harshly.
"Blind me? Did you do that?" He narrowed his eyes. "You're hurt." It slipped from his tongue as soon as he noticed it, instinctively.
It was a huge, disgusting gash, black blood running down from his stomach.
However, L seemed completely unaffected.
Wait, wait.
Black.
Like the blood on his cheek.
L had some similarities with him, didn't he?
But why was Light so easily affected when L wasn't?
It wasn't right.
"I'm completely fine, Light-kun. I reassure you, this will be okay. I have some doubts about your health though."
"Why aren't you like you were before, the eyes, the claws-" Light had to ask, he had to get some answers, it was all too much of a nonsense to him.
"What claws?"
"Those you had earlier-"
"I had no claws."
"You just admitted you did and you were blinding me-"
"I did nothing."
"But you said-"
"My mistake."
Don't punch him, Light.
We've been through this, you know how childish L can get, even with serious situations.
Don't
Don-
Light punched L right on the face, unable to hold back any longer.
And that, just to see L lowering his head and sighing.
"Stop denying things you admitted and speaking in riddles! I must know what is happening, you owe me, L!"
He indeed owed Light, for allowing him to see even a bit of Kira's work.
He owed Light because even in afterlife, he got L out of hell, instead of letting him rot there.
He carefully studied the ungrateful bastard's reaction.
L showed no reaction for some seconds, eventually closing his eyes.
"Never lay a hand on me again, Light. I do not owe you a single thing. Never claim I do, ever again."
And his foot crashed with Light's cheek.
Light was about to gasp, but he realized the dream, vision or whatever it was, was way more painful than that kick.
But it was one of the many kicks L had thrown at his pride and he wouldn't take any more.
And like that L turned around, storming out off the room, leaving Light outraged.
"I'll fucking kill you twice if I have to, L..."
And like that, he followed L.
No one replied to Kira like that.
No.
One.
