-1Second drabble. Implied LxRaito.
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Raito frowned as he leaned back in his chair. Since L had died, he had become frustrated. There was no one at his intelligence level on the task force anymore. Not even Near and the SPK provided him with the mental stimuli he so desperately craved. Besides, Raito hated, no LOATHED Near with the fiery passion of one thousand suns. At least L was amusing and tolerable, due to his awkward appearance and odd mannerisms.
As much as he hated to admit it, L was the only person who had ever challenged him, who had ever made him feel. It wasn't love, there was never any hint of that emotion shared between them. They both knew and had a silent, mutual agreement that there would be no emotional attachment between them. Everything was strictly business, and, on the occasional nights where uncontrollable attraction took over, the next day went on as normal, as though nothing had changed.
Yes, Raito was frustrated. And it was at times like these that he wanted to cry.