A/N; Super, super short chapter that I wrote in less than two hours. It was just going to be one scene in a bigger chapter, but I want to keep the updates as frequent as I can. This one might seem a little demented to some.
"Misa! Damn it, Misa! Did you forget to pay the water bill?" It was one of the few occasions Light Yagami was actually home. He adjusted settings on the shower head angrily. Only moments prior, he had been enjoying a hot shower. Light hadn't immediately noticed the shower head losing pressure. The water stream had steadily grown weaker and weaker, but didn't reduce itself to a small trickle until Light had shampooed his hair. Eventually, the trickle stopped all together, leaving Light with a head full of shampoo and a body half covered in soap suds.
'That idiot! I keep more than enough funds in her account to take care of these trivial things and she can't even remember to pay a simple bill?' Light's thoughts were screaming at him as he jerked back the shower curtain and reached for a towel that was no longer there. "What the—Misa!" Light screamed at the top at his lungs, stumbling to the towel closet to get another towel.
It had been a rotten evening for Light Yagami. Despite the cold weather outside, he had managed to soak his underclothes in sweat during the walk home. All day, he had carried a hand towel with him, constantly wiping the excessive perspiration from his face. And the seemingly unquenchable thirst… Light had considered a possible visit to a doctor, but concluded the only thing wrong with him was the stress and anticipation of waiting for his final encounter with Near.
In the far corner of the bathroom, an invisible entity slouched lazily against the wall. "Misa can't hear you, Light. She's not even here. Perhaps the stresses of playing God are causing you to grow senile. And there's no need to raise your voice. It can't be good for that dry throat." L tilted his head with a smirk. Even though Light couldn't hear the water spirit's words clearly enough to peg them as actual words, the audible broken whispers of L's voice suddenly stopped Light dead in his tracks. He had not forgotten about his scare in the cemetery. He could feel the chill bumps forming all over his body. The drops of water that remained on his fully exposed skin made the chills even worse.
L poked his bottom lip out slightly. "Aww. The poor prince is cold. Perhaps I should help him dry off." Light watched in half terror as the droplets of water from his body began to crawl to the ground. It felt as though dozens of slimy slugs were crawling on him; leaving behind a dry filmy trail of soap residue. Each droplet joined together on the floor to form a small puddle at Light's feet.
"I'm not done yet, Light. You've been drinking so much water today. It isn't healthy to hold a full bladder for so long." Despite the fact he had lost so much water through his own sweat (there was no doubt he was dehydrated), Light suddenly felt a tingling in his crotch area. Without any further warning, Light suddenly felt a steady stream of urine trickling down his legs. There was no way of stopping it. Light was completely powerless against the water that made up his body.
L made sure to stop pulling the water out of Light before he caused any serious damage. He already knew what results to expect between the final battle of Kira and L; and he wanted to make sure that Light Yagami was healthy enough to witness the collapse of everything he had worked so hard to build. To drain the life out of Light while he was nude, helpless and standing in his own piss… it just didn't seem right (nor did it seem as satisfying).
"B would appreciate this if he were around." L had not seen B since their run-in at Lawliet and Keiko's grave. Though he had left L with many questions, L was sure he would see B again soon enough. With one final trick up his sleeve, L focused his attention on the toilet.
Finally finding the nerve to move, Light jerked his whole body around and focused on the toilet as well. The sound it was making sounded like someone blowing bubbles in a drink through a straw. The water inside the bowl was rising rapidly. It wasn't long before it was spilling out onto the floor. To add to the effect, L turned the water flow back on in the shower.
After the state of shock had subsided, Light's anger returned. "I know it's you, Ryuzaki! I know it!"
At that moment, L's attention was not focused on Light's anger, but rather another voice that had suddenly appeared. "Acting like a child again, I see." It was the voice of Taramik. Tough he wasn't in the room—or even in the human world—Taramik's childlike voice could be heard in L's elemental language.
"Yes, I suppose I am. And I suppose you're about to tell me I'm breaking some sort of rule?"
"No. I'm just bored."
"Right."
"I should probably warn you since I'm here, however — you're not to abuse your ability to haunt. You will need to clean up this mess and erase any evidence that anything out of the ordinary took place here aside from a busted pipe. We must see that living humans are kept ignorant to our world. They may speculate and tell stories of things they witness all they want, but they must never possess evidence that proves there are other worlds besides their own. If they find proof, they will tear apart their own world in a desperate attempt to locate the road to ours."
L rolled his eyes slightly. "And yet you've allowed the Death Notes to remain in the human world for this long."
"There will be no proof it existed after all is said and done; as long as you complete your task."
"I should assume you already know of the trouble B is causing me. I hope you intend on sticking around for a while. I have several questions that I'd like to—."
"I am aware of the reaper and his intentions. That's all I care to say on the subject. I'm in no mood for an interrogation of any kind, detective. Finish your business with this man. My interest in your current activity has waned. I'll see you again soon, Adian."
L cut his eyes in frustration. 'How warped is it that I take orders and listen to lectures from a child— and I'm considered a newborn compared to his actual age. I'd like to know what he really is.'
The entire conversation between L and Taramik had taken place in less than 20 seconds. By that time, Light's anger had turned into something colder. He stood calmly in the middle of the bathroom wearing a sinister smirk.
"Ah, now this is the Kira I know." L had no trouble shoving his conversation with Taramik to the back of his mind.
Light spoke to the seemingly empty room in his usual calm and collected voice. "Go ahead and haunt me, L. There's nothing you can do to change the outcome of this. If you had such power, you would have put an end to this years ago. In only a few days' time, Near will die, along with the SPK and the remaining members of the task force. And once I claim my throne as God of the new world, I'll make sure all of the Wammy orphanages are done away with. No one will ever oppose me again. You're just a helpless ghost that can't accept the fact that you've lost the game. All you can do is watch as I destroy everything you built and fought for." Light's smirk was trying hard not to break into a laugh. The insanity of Kira had entirely consumed Light Yagami's soul.
L felt his temperature dropping. As Light crossed his arms to warm his exposed body from the cold, he turned to catch a glance in the mirror of an image that was all too familiar. The person staring back at him was L, who wore an almost demonic looking glare. Light's comment about the orphanages had pushed all of L's bad buttons. "You're done." The ghostly whisper was sharp and harsh. Before Light could reply with any words or actions, L had disappeared.
A few hours later, at the foot of Q. Wammy's final resting spot, a transparent figure crouched down as if tending the grave. "I hate it, Watari. I had no problem staying calm and indifferent when I was alive. It's like all of my walls died along with my body. The nerve of Kira! Destroying my legacy is one thing, but to plan on destroying yours as well?" As if exhausted, L practically threw himself down and rolled over on his back to rest beside the grave. He studied the night sky for a while before speaking again. "My twisted little pranks aren't making these feelings go away. I know Light Yagami has little time left. If I can't forgive him for everything he's done before he ceases to exist, then I'll spend the rest of eternity as an angry and vengeful ghost. What am I going to do, Watari?"
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