Restart
It was an exceptionally beautiful morning; the suns blinding love speared through the blinds, and waves of grass danced enthusiastically in the wind. There was a heart-wrenching familiarity about waking up this way, sprawled into the sheets with comfort inevitably waiting.
The first thing Light saw through a pulsing headache and barely-mental coherency were two wide eyes staring point-blank into his. Light inhaled sharply and attempted to sink himself deeper into the cushions into which he had fallen asleep.
"This situation must be approached casually. It is not as if it is a normal person, so it is best to simply tell it my name an--"
"Eru!"
The persocom cut off Light's train of thought by chirping, "Eru!" again.
"Wha- what?" Stunned by this sudden development, Light found himself at a loss for words. Were persocoms not supposed to wait until their owner had spoken first in order to process the information?
"Eru!" The persocom kept putting out this monosyllable- almost happily and yet so indifferently.
When Light didn't respond, the persocom simply wrapped its arms around itself in a sitting mockery of a fetal position and looked at Light, eyes rounded, rimmed richly black.
"Eru..". It said from on the edge of Light's bed.
Light he gestured to himself, "My name is Li-ght. Do you have a name?" gesturing to himself yet again.
The persocom looked at him with a curious expression, almost thinking, and putting its thumb fingernail in its mouth as if to think. Light raked a hand through his hair, trying to figure out what to do. At last, he remembered that persocoms had ears! The persocom sat in the strange fetal position, knees hugged tightly to its chest while Light poked around the hard plastic ears. He sighed with relief when he touched a button that opened the ears to reveal a cord that Light promptly hooked into his television.
"Boot up, print program data" Light hoped that these short, succinct commands would be recognized by the machine.
The television screen blinked and flashed silently, then finally, in green text appeared the words "NO DATA". That was rather strange.
"Can you bring up your information properties?" Also, the words, "NO DATA" appeared in the luminous text.
"...Rai...to..." The persocom rolled the words gently and thoughtfully in its mouth, and then pointed at Light. "Eru!"
"Okay, that solves one problem."
"Sigh"
Well, if you don't have a name, I guess Im calling you L since that's all you can say. Light patted the persocoms head. " I thought that I have gotten off easy by finding you, but I will still have to buy software." Light had a wistful look. "Maybe you're broken, and thats why you were lying there."
L's reaction to this comment was completely unexpected. His expression changed from passively thoughtful to tightly clenched in fear. L grasped Light's sleeve tightly. Taken off-guard, Light gently grasped the hands that gripped him.
"I won't throw you away! Don't worry. I need a persocom- I've always wanted one. We'll figure out how to make you work."
L smiled, a slight twitch of the lips, eyes shut, but Light still felt slightly lighter all the same.
Then Light realized that L had no clothes, and that he was only halfway dressed.
Light just managed to save himself from blushing, disentangled himself from his persocom, and went through his wardrobe.
All Light had was this old pair of jeans and a white sweatshirt. No socks or extra shoes. It was something only a slovenly punk would wear, but it would do for now.
He threw them at L and hoped that the persocom knew how to dress itself.
A/N Fifteen reviews for two chapters. Kewl. That's theez. Anyway, the chapters will get longer gradually. And to answer questions, this fic will still have original plot points and things, such as Ryuk, apples, the deathnote, and Misa...
Damn it, I just dug my own grave, didn't I? Oh, and foreshadowing too.
