Ficlet #9: Significant Other
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid, more accessible,
to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance;
(Dawna Markova)
Fairy tales are for wusses!
Light remembered how he had adored reading fairy tales to Sayu. Not solely because of the time spent with his younger sibling, but because he truly, liked the idea of a happily ever after. Admittedly, he had never told anyone about his secret passion, but having a younger sister meant inevitably not having to do so. He just pretended he did it for her, all the while, securing his position of "my hero" in her mind and giving her a real live "prince." If this made him a wuss, he couldn't have cared less. He felt like a prince among men when he read these stories.
There is no such thing as happily ever after!
L marveled at how easily Light embraced that magically, unrealistic idea. And yet, he took solace in knowing that the intricately, innate part of this human being he held wrapped in his arms, leaching his very essence out of him, struggling to reach his heart rather than his logic, removing all traces of his hard-earned respect as an empirically, mechanically famed detective, and succeeding; did it all because he truly, optimistically believed there was a happily ever after. For this reason, his heart did sprout wings and take flight. He whispered endearing promises of loyalty, love and devotion without a care in the world, even when his mind taunted him with percentages and end results.
