Shattered Porcelain

I do not own Death note, nor its characters.

A short interlude:

Lana had always been told she had a winning smile. The kind of smile, her mother had said, that would take her places. She had hoped, hoped so bad that it hurt, that it would take her somewhere far away from where she had been. And it did. It took her far away, to a place where a gangly man with strange crimson eyes haunted the streets and enchanted her into returning with him. What was it that made those eyes so alluring? Certainly wasn't their color…

Lana only hoped now that her smile could get her in with L.

Beyond Birthday almost did it. He almost bedded little Light, almost did the nasty with that perfectly wonderful doll of his (because Light belonged to Beyond, more than he knew…). But he didn't. He didn't, didn't even get a blow (which would have been nice, seeing those dusty rose lips surround him and take it all in). Was it morality? Was it pride? Was it because he was afraid?

Probably not. Beyond wasn't really afraid of anything, except the boogie man (and pretty soon, the boogie man wasn't going to matter anymore…)

L was, first and foremost, upset about his security being breached. What was the use of spending all that money if in the end a 12 year old girl could just wander in? Honestly, what were things coming to these days?

Of course, when the little girl flashed her pearly whites and dropped a name, L began to take vested interest. He was, after all, only human…

"He kept telling me that it was B. BB. And there was someone else…I think his name was Light. He was the most beautiful thing ever. Do you think that that BB guy stole an angel?"

"I do not think I would put it past him…"

The birds were singing up in the trees, but could they hear them? No, there was much to be done. So much to be done on such an important day…it is no small feat when one is dealing with such things as they were.

"Oh."

"Yes, Light. It is time."

"Oh no. Already?"

"I am afraid so."

"But it is far too early. Can't it wait a few minutes?"

"Not now. It's happening."

"What's happening?"

"Everything."

4 years past

"L, did you know that monsters are real?"

"Why would you say that?"

"I think that I've found one…"

Soon, this will be over, and then, we can all go home. Home is where the heart is…

the end of the interlude