I am not sure that extending the story is the way to go. I will post a couple of chapters up, and let my wonderful readers decide.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. I do, however, own a Death Note wall scroll I picked up at the fair.
Succession
The room was silent as the two teenage boys digested the information that was just relayed to them.
"He lost." This simple, emotionless statement, from the white haired boy hunched over a puzzle on the floor, was as close as he would ever get to acknowledging his grief at the news.
"So who did he choose?" The blond boy leaned intently over the desk separating the old man and himself.
Roger sighed. He loved the two boys in front of him with all of his heart, but the sheer level of aggression in the one and the blankness of the other did not make either one very likable. He sighed again. He had also been fond of the young man they were discussing. He sighed again. "Since he was killed, he was unable to decide upon a successor." Roger paused, giving the two teens a moment to digest that information. "Perhaps... the two of you could work together?" Even as the words left his mouth, Roger braced himself for what he knew was coming.
"Alright. Sounds good." The boy did not look up from the floor, nor did he pause in his methodical work with the puzzle.
"No way! Roger, you know I can't stand being around Near!" The blond leaning over Rogers desk was shaking violently.
"Mello-"
"No! You know what? Give it to Near. He thinks rationally, and approaches things like that damn puzzle." Mello resisted a childish urge to kick the offending puzzle across the room. He took a deep breath and turned back to the old man. "I am leaving. I'm almost 15. Goodbye, Roger." Mello turned on his heel and stomped out before the old man could speak.
"I will also be leaving shortly. I will need all available info on the Kira case." The white haired boy never looked up from his puzzle.
"Of course Near." Roger watched the young boy pick up his completed puzzle and shuffle out of the room.
The young woman, who had been standing in the corner of the room, waiting to see who her new charge would be, shot the old man a sympathetic look, then quietly followed the boys out of the office, gently pulling the door shut after her.
As soon as the door clicked shut, Roger let his head fall on his desk. L and Watari! How had Kira gotten to them? His thoughts turned to Near and Mello. Near, barely a teenager, was the successor to L. He was going to put his life on the line to catch the man who had killed L.
And there was Mello. AT 14, he was so rash and emotional. True, he was every bit as worthy as Near to carry the title of L. It had been L's wish that the two of them, despite their problems with each other, would agree to take up the title together. They were both going to be in terrible danger as soon as they set foot outside the orphanage. First Quillish and L, then perhaps Near and Mello – and undoubtedly Matt, who followed Mello everywhere...
Roger wept. He wept for friends lost, and children he was losing. So lost in his grief, he didn't recognize the ringing of his phone at first. Hastily composing himself, he opened the connection, but remained silent.
"Roger, I'm coming home." Rogers mind went blank. L was alive! "L? But how? I got the message -"
"Yes, I'll explain when I get there." There was a click as the line went dead. Roger stared at the phone in his hand, and a grin broke out across his face. The boys wouldn't have to leave after all!
(A/N) Well, review and tell me what you think! I want to thank everyone who added this story to your favorites. However, a review would be much appreciated!
Product Of A Sick Society: Thank you for your glowing praise. It does my heart good! I've never had my writing described as 'simple, yet sophisticated' before! Personally, I think it's closer to a rabid chipmunk on crack...
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Bookthehobbit: I loved that part too. And I can actually see it happening...