Chapter 2: More Than This? "He wasn't there Light. You're seeing things. You killed him, he's dead, and he's never coming back," I muttered to myself.

My heart fell at the last words. He's never coming back... My best friend is not ever gonna come back.

"He's not my friend. He's my enemy."

He was also the only reason for staying on the Kira Case. My case. Even when I realized I wasn't making them any less suspicious by being there, I stayed. So I could be with him. He never ceased to amaze me. He had quickly become my best friend.

But was he just a friend? Would my heart feel so heavy over a simple friend? Was it possible that I..... Loved L?

"DON'T THINK LIKE THAT!"

But something inside made me think I was right. If L were here, he would say that there was an 89% chance that Light has a crush on L, and a 100% chance he needed another piece of cake...

I smirked at that thought and pictured my strange friend crouched in his striped chair, and that tiny fork in his fingers. A ring of creamy white icing around his pale lips, and a moist pink tongue darting out to lick it away.

Then a scene unfolded

I walked over to the sugar coated detective and brought myself close to him. And I slowly licked away a dab of the cake from his cheek.

"What are you doing Raito-kun?" He mumbles in his deep monotone.

"Something I've wanted to do for a while now."

And I brought my lips to his.

"NO!"

I shook away those thoughts, grabbed my coat, and walked through the door. A walk would clear my head. Thats all I need is to take a walk. I strolled along the sidewalk in town, going nowhere in particular. I passed the cafe that L and I went to once. I almost passed it without another thought when I noticed someone staring at me through a window.

And those big midnight black eyes struck a chord in my heart.

"It can't be..."

As quickly as my long legs would take me, I bolted into the to the empty booth were L had been. He couldn't have gotten far... I looked to the exit and saw nobody was there. I ran to the bathrooms and checked the stalls, waiting until the people who occupied one or two came out. I briefly wondered if I should check the lady's restroom, but decided against it.

"You were seeing things again."

I walked out of the restroom in time to see a lithe person with a shock of black hair walk out the front door and onto the street.
I followed quickly and ran into a crowd. My eyes darted around crazily, searching for the elder man. He must be here. I SAW HIM DAMNIT! He was right there.

And out of nowhere, a voice, as smooth as the chocolate consumed by the mouth it came from, whispered in my ear. Chills shot up my spine as the familiar voice uttered in a quiet whisper

"Either you are Kira, or you love me."

I turned around as quickly as possible, but there were no faces I recognized.

"I heard him.... Didn't I?"