L really didn't know how to react. Near was dead. Gevanni was dead. Matt was shot. It wasn't exactly a bright and cheerful evening.
Near and Gevanni were having some type of argument. Matt had been with them all day and was telling L about some inferiority complex Gevanni was having. Then there was the position they both were in with Linder, who is currently in America.
He got a call from Mello at about 11 o'clock (24:00) to come and check out some of the local crime rates in Japan. They ended up leaving the investigation room to go out and buy some things for everyone in the room.
Mello got some chocolate, L bought a cake, they bought Matt a new packet of cigarettes and they got Near some puzzles to occupy his time. Matt stayed behind because he kept on going on and on about how he was about to defeat Xion and everything.
L and Matt returned to the Teito Hotel. As soon they entered the building Matt sent out a distress signal to them. Mello ran up to the room at full speed as panic swept through him. L followed behind him feeling Mello's distress. Matt wasn't one to ask for help unless it was dire. They ran up the stairs (elevator would've made Mello even more worried and it was too slow anyway) and burst into the room.
Blood wash slashed across the multiple computer screens. Gevanni was lying on the ground with his head blown open and a gun placed in his right hand. Near's frail body was laying over one of his large Lego structures with a dump truck under his right hand. He was the most disturbing sight.
Near's pale body made the dark red blood shine along his almost white skin. His white pajamas were blood soaked and wet. His white hair stuck to his skin as he eyes stared widely in shock and horror. The sight almost made L sick.
They heard a small whimper come from behind the couch. Mello ran towards the noise already feeling tears pierce his eyes. He held them back when he saw Matt. Matt had been shot in his side. His striped shirt was damp from both sweat and blood. However, Matt was still breathing. He was struggling to breath and he was holding his tears back in his orange goggles.
L immediately called for an ambulance. It wasn't like they could get Matt to the hospital in time on foot. Mello cradled Matt to his chest as he stroked his hair. "God please don't let him die. Please oh please don't let him die," Mello muttered as he kissed Matt's hair.
Matt was taken to the ambulance, but it was too late for Near and Gevanni. They both were dead, but there was a chance Matt would survive. The doctors put him on a ventilator and gave him some drugs to go to dull the pain.
L handed Mello Matt's DS that was slightly stained with blood. Mello opened it and smiled slightly. "I watch you fast asleep, All I fear means nothing…" Mello stared sobbing and laughing when the familiar started playing. "In you and I there's a new land…"
Mello wiped his tears away, "I… guess Matt finished his game…" He stared at the screen before sinking down and crying loudly. He gripped his head painfully. Mello never cried. L sank down next to him whispering words of comfort that Mello didn't hear thanks to his cries. He just sat there like that clutching his rosary.
They were out in the middle of the hallway of a hospital. The doctors were working on Matt in the next room. Mello was shaking his head back and forth saying silent prayers for Matt's survival. The doctors let the room talking amongst themselves paying no attention to Mello and L.
A nurse walked into Matt's room for a short moment. She was a short, petite woman with light brown hair and eyes. She left Matt's room quickly looking at her clip board then to the two males sitting outside Matt's door.
"Are you relatives?" She asked after gaining his information.
"I'm his father," L stated bluntly.
"I'm his brother," Mello almost shouted. He wanted to see Matt. That's all.
The nurse stared apprehensively at L who looked like he was Matt's age. "Adoptive father," L added.
The nurse nodded, "Alright well I need you to sign a few things and then you should go home. There's no chance he'll wake up tonight, so—"
"No," Mello cut her off. He gave her a threatening death glared with his cold blue eyes. "I'm. not. leaving."
The nurse shivered avoiding Mello's eyes. "V-very well." She opened the door and let them inside.
Matt was lying in his bed in the dark room. His mouth was covered by an oxygen mask. He was breathing shallowly, but he was breathing. His eyes were closed, but his goggles weren't in sight.
"Where are his goggles?" Mello asked as he leaned over the sleeping Matt.
"Oh we took those off of him since—"
"Where are his fucking goggles?" Mello yelled making the nurse jump.
The small woman grabbed the goggles off the counter holding them out to Mello who grabbed them. He cradled Matt's goggles close to him. The nurse quickly left.
"You know, she was only trying to help," L muttered after she was gone.
"Like I fucking care," Mello said.
L placed his hand on Mello's shoulder. "He'll be fine. Matt's strong."
Mello nodded incredulously. He was holding back more tears. "You better go. I'm staying here tonight."
L nodded already walking towards the door. "If Mello wants I can come visit him tomorrow?"
Mello shook his head, "No you don't have to… Tell Light I say, 'Happy birthday' okay?"
L nodded as he left. He muttered his thanks to the nurse from before and left the hospital. And now here he was walking mindlessly down the street not knowing how to react to the deaths of his collogues… no, err… family.
There was something missing. He felt different, but he didn't exactly know how or why. Something about his mind seemed different. Something was missing.
L walked back to the Teito Hotel. He walked up to their room, which Near and Gevanni had been taken out of. L scanned the area. There was still blood everywhere. L walked into the room in a daze, but also in confusion. He looked around the room and saw one thing stand out to him.
One of the drawers were open. That was strange in itself. Near had always kept to himself, but Gevanni always made sure everything was perfect. L walked over to drawer and opened it slightly. There was the imprint of a rectangle there that looked at curiously. L closed the drawer and looked at the clock, 4:38. L shook his head lightly, "I should get back to Light."
L stretched as he crawled into bed and curled his arms around Light's waist. Light yawned muttering incoherently in his sleep. L smiled solemnly, If there is a god, please let Matt be safe.
L continued his soft prayers until his eyes feel on the notebook that was lying open on Light's desk. L was actually curious to see if Light had written anymore in his notebook. He slowly lifted himself out of Light's bed and crossed over to his desk. He picked up the notebook and immediately felt his memories of the Death Note enter him.
L closed the notebook and rand his fingers, curiously over the cover. D-E-A-T-H N-O-T-E. His index finger traced the words out. L froze when he heard Ryuk chuckling. Light turned in his bed making a low groan, "Shut up, Ryuk…"
L looked back at Light with a worried look. He walked out of the room and stepped into the bathroom. After he closed the door behind him, he let the lights flicker on. His heart pounded louder when it was the Death Note in his now trembling hands. He opened the cover.
Nate River
Shot by one of his peers who goes crazy before shooting all of the other witnesses in the area including themselves.
L almost dropped the notebook. He gazed in some astonished wonder. Light had gotten all of his memories back. He killed Near. But what possessed him to write in it in the first place?
"He he. It's good to see you again, L," Ryuk chuckled behind L.
L lowered his eyes at the Shinigami in the mirror. He bit his thumb slightly. "I've reached a dilemma haven't I?"
Ryuk continued to laugh, "I'll say. Light doesn't remember anything that happened between you two. He thinks it's... irrelevant."
L tilted his head to one side, "Why are you telling me this?"
Ryuk shrugged, "I don't know. I just want see what you're going to do."
L thought for another long moment before stuffing his hands in his pockets. He touched something cold and smooth. He pulled out some familiar items. He looked at them nervously then sighed. "I guess I'll have to improvise."
URGH! SO SHORT. I promise the next chapter will be longer. I'm sorry it took me so long to post this chapter, but I've had a VERY busy week. more family issues, which are for my problems not urs. please enjoy.
BTW you get a virtually cupcake if you can guess what items L has in his pocket. I'll give you a hint. They're all the same thing.
Lol hope you enjoyed TBC!