It had only been a few weeks, but in his head, it felt like endless strings of time. He held his breath as he starred at the bloodied paper that was before him.

Light-kun's blood…

He felt so close to Light, even though they were so far…He bit down on his bottom lip, soon replacing it with his thumbnail. His face fell and the paper that was once in her grip fell to the floor as a leaf would in the wind.

This Time We're Not Giving Up

His knees began to give out beneath him, his emotions overcoming him, forcing his vision to become blurred and his head to ache without end in sight. As his knees, at last, gave out, the rest of his being felt numb, and no longer did he feel the pain he had felt before. It became like a ghost, haunting him, but unable to hurt him as physically as before. He could handle the mental torture…Light, himself, had put him through all the mental torture he would ever endure. He was mostly immune to any sort of torture of the mind.

But, man, did it hurt. When he wasn't numb to the core, when he wasn't surrounded by the people of the Task Force, he was in so much physical pain, he almost wondered if he was still alive. Maybe he was just living in this horrible, unbearable nightmare. Maybe Light was still with him, holding out his hand, an open opportunity for care and love. Maybe he was going to live through his nightmare for the rest of his life.

Let's Make It Last Forever

He never knew anybody, other than Watari, who had seen him weep. Never, had anyone been able to get to him so deeply. Except for Light Yagami. No one could be so brutally honest as Light could. Light was fearless…atleast, that's how it felt. He felt as if Light had no fears at all. He was brave enough to stand through any storm, brave enough to stand up for what he believed…all the reasons why Light was Kira.

Screaming Hallelujah

Holding Onto Patience, Wearing Thin

His tears couldn't be held back any longer, and so on the cold, linoleum floor, he cried. He cried until there was nothing left to cry about. He cried until the point Watari feared he would not stop. He cried through the night and into the morning. He held the crumpled piece of notebook paper, stained with the blood of an angel. His Angel…His Light.

I Can't Force These Eyes To See The End

Watari slowly entered the dark, tense room, his hat at his chest, and a pained look upon his old, withered face.

"I know that this is a tough time for you, L. I know that you miss Yagami, but…I think you know why he did it," Watari began, already knowing that he would soon be stopped. He heard the further crumple of the notebook paper, and the defeated sigh of the detective.

"Why? Why would he…he wouldn't care that much…he would never give up his reign as Kira, for someone like me. He valued his life…why would he leave me?" L mumbled sorrowfully. The older man sighed and knelt down next to L, his own worry radiating from his eyes.

"Yes, he would. You know that he cared so deeply for you. You know he would have given all of that up; Kira, the Death Note, all for one person. He was a self-sacrificing sort of person…and he loved you," the word 'love' fell from Watari's mouth in an unhealthy sort of way, although he knew that Light's love for L was genuine, so who was he to deny it?

If Only Time Flew Like A Dove

We Can Watch It Fly, Just Keep Looking Up.

He did…he knew it was true. He didn't want to admit to it, though. To think that someone that had an entire lifetime of greatness ahead of them gave up their life for him. He felt like it was his fault…the whole world fell upon his shoulders.

L looked up at the older man pitifully, quickly trying to hide a tear that had gone astray. Watari placed his frail hand on L's shoulder and smiled weakly.

"It'll all be okay. You can't give up. Light wouldn't want you to give up, would he?" L's shoulders slumped in a depressed manner, as his breath caused his bangs (?? If you consider the hair near his forehead 'bangs') to gently fly up.

"Of course…Arigato, Watari-san," L replied, a slightly more cheerful tone acquired to his normally monotone voice.

This Time We're Not Giving Up

We'll Make It Last Forever

Alrighty! Thank you to anybody who is a dedicated fan. I really hope to post more chapters. Hopefully next time, we can't get Light in to the story a bit more. Anywho…also, I'm crossing my fingers on a new Heavily Broken Chapter. I suck at updates…REQUESTS ARE ALLOWED. It's in the profile people…keep reading, and happy Angsting!

--Kitty