When I woke up the next morning, it was still as dark as night outside, so I looked over to the glowing clock right beside me. The green lights told me that it was only a few minutes after four in the morning, which meant that I have only been sleeping for the last two hours. I knew that that wasn't good for my system, but I guess that I picked it up from L.
Speaking of which, I felt a familiar weight on the opposite side of the bed I was laying on. I always had a tendency to roll onto just one side of the bed. It might be the fact that I lived on a twin bed for the majority of my seventeen years of life.
The sheets rustled silently over me as I turned my body over to face the foreign object in my bed. I saw a messy bunch of hair that I would know anywhere, no matter how large a crowd we might be in. A light smile came upon my lips as I closed my eyes. Before long, a deep yawn opened my mouth and I covered my stretched out mouth with one of my hands. When I looked over at the young man in my bed, I noticed something different about him: His eyes were closed. My smile became larger when I saw this and thought to myself, This is probably the first time he's slept since this case started. A light chuckle left me when the next song started on my i-pod.
Sweet
dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel
the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for
something.
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to
get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them
want to be abused.
The repetitive lyrics calmed me down so that my eye lids fell once more and I started lip syncing to the song. Yes, I knew that many people had redone this song, including Marilyn Manson, but none were as good as the original by The Eurythmics, which is the version I had on my playlist. I brought my hand up and started absentmindedly stroking L's hair and combing my fingers through it after I turned over onto my back.
Before I closed my eyes, I noticed that he was facing me and sleeping on his side. He had his legs slightly tucked up to his chest, but not as much as when he was sitting, just so his knees were bent, and his right thumb was near his mouth. This was the way he always looked when I saw him sleep. He looked like a little kid, curling up to his favorite toy or blanket, and just about to suck on his thumb. A louder chuckle came from my throat as the image of L as a little kid and sucking on his thumb while holding a blanket came to my mind. I had to hold my left hand over my mouth to quite the noise while my right continued going through his messy and tangled black hair. He didn't get enough sleep as it was, I didn't want to deprive him of what little sleep he was getting. Even if it was in my bed.
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Hi there all peoples that read this story! I just want to thank you for reading this really short chapter to IHA and to say that I'm really sorry for such a pathetic chapter. I work mainly on the spot. Most of what I've written was spontaneous and the only things I have planned out are the main plot and most of the character relationships. I have had NO inspiration for this story, so I need to start watching Death Note again and continue reading it.
I would also like to clarify some things that are going on in the story.
First of all, I would like to explain time. I have added an extra day that doesn't exist, which I'm sorry about; I didn't look at the timeline before writing this. It will be better from now on. Also, the year is different. Imagine everything four years later, including birthdays and death days. So, instead of the current year being 2004, it will be 2008, as well as Light's birth year being 1990 instead of 1986 (By the way, I'm getting my info from Death Note 13: How to Read, which I totally recommend. Character profiles, timeline, character designs, and even all the rules to the Death Note. It is a Death Note lovers dream!). The four year time leap is mainly for cultural references.
I also have something else to talk to you about. Even though I have had no inspiration for this story, I've had plenty for the sequel, which I have already started writing. I have finished the prologue and the first chapter to it and neither really gives any clues that would ruin anything in IHA. My question is: Do you want to read them? Like I said, there are no spoilers.
Let me tell you a general summery of Here I Am:
HIA is the sequel to IHA, but it's more of a prequel. It is the story of how L and K met.
There. That's all I'm giving you. There will be a poll on my profile giving you three choices:
A. I don't want to see it at all
B. I just want to see the prologue
C. I want to see both the prologue and first chapter
Thanks and I will be waiting!