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Joy to the world for 3 more weeks of summer, high five?

maybe thats just me.

ehh, enjoy thy summer

wrote chapter five listening to... heaven(slow version) -DJ sammy and hug-DBSK


Sixteen years old, life was going by so fast. I had finally reached the age in which I was able to have my own drivers license. To be completely honest, I was happy about getting my own license even though I knew for a fact I wouldn't use it much. For I would rarely leave the house. As a matter of fact, none of us at Wammys would go out very often. If we did, we would use Watari's car. It was a black old fashion looking car. But as old as it was Watari had always taken great care of it, leaving it to look like new. I was never really sure of what it was called for that thought didn't interest me enough to ask anyone about it.

Not much had changed from the previous year of my life. Only for the fact that we all got older and from our Mello and I having a small fist fight I had earned a scared from his punch just a year ago. Near was still continuing his tricks, but from now on it wasn't so daring. I figured he had learned his lesson from last year. When he had pulled major pranks on each of us leading him into trouble. Basically meaning, we had a fist fight in his room.

Mello was the same, no surprise on that. Wearing the same most interesting black clothes. His hair was shoulder length, blonde. Yes, he was still mistaken as a girl. As old as that joke was I would still be amused. Mello had a small scar on the left side of his face next to his lip from that day I had kicked him right after he had punched me.

Matt had finally given up his smoking addiction after Watari had given him a talk. It was hard for him to do but he pulled out in the end just fine. He still had the same old video game addiction and loved the same old jacket. Problem was, it was getting too small for him. So on his sixteenth birthday what Near, Mello, L, and I had decided to do was find a new jacket for him. We were searching the internet on Watari's PC. And we just found the perfect one. Although, it was more like a vest. I thought that it would go just perfectly with the stripped shirts that he constantly wore. The vest that we had found was a tan colored vest with faux fur along the neck and sleeves going in a box like pattern down the vest. We had that shipped in and it was perfect for him, he loved it right away.

L had mostly been the same. But today I noticed that he was acting rather stranger than usual. I paused in the middle of my song, with my hands in midair. My foot was still pressed down on the pedal, leaving the haunting sound of a minor chord echoing through the living room. L was sitting down on the couch idle looking at his feet. It was if my music was helping him to concentrate to what he was thinking. He looked up at me, as if to say "What happened to the music?" I looked down at the keys and played a fast C major scale. L returned to being idle and looking at his feet. I finally spoke and filled the awkward silence. "What are you thinking of?" I said softly as I looked at him. He was still staring at his feet, not making a sound. I waited for a moment. He then spoke, "It's nothing much." He breathed in "Don't worry about me M." He said pausing. Then starting up again, "It's most likely you will find out later." I cocked my head to the right a little. I raised an eyebrow, L was serious about whatever he was thinking of. "Oh. It seems your a bit depressed." I said looking at L one more time. He looked up from his feet, "Depressed... I guess you could say that. I am depressed." He said softly. I wanted to ask him why but I would save that later for our late night music hours as he liked to call it. I sighed worrying about him. I went back to playing piano. I played a soft song from one of my favorite movies, "Spirited Away" The song that I was playing was called "One Summer's Day" Written and composed by Joe Hisaishi. I loved all of his pieces but this one especially. It would start off with soft high pitched chords, which continued the graceful melody. But my favorite part was about when you have reached the halfway point of the song it would slow down, becoming a softer melody. When hearing this and watching the movie I would sometimes feel a lump in my throat, as if I were to cry. I would quickly swallow that feeling and listened closely to the music. As I finished the song I stood up at looked at L. His hair was covering his eyes but I had heard him sniffle. I looked at him with concern, "L-" I started to speak. He ignored it wiped his eye and ran up to his room leaving me shocked in the living room. I closed the piano and sat on the couch. "What is going on?" I thought out loud.

After the incident that had happened with L in the living room I walked outside. It was pouring rain, but rain is my favorite type of weather. I stepped outside our glass door barefoot. I scratched the back of my head and looked up to the rain. I sighed again. I couldn't wait for tonight. I really needed to talk to L and figure out what was going on. I couldn't think of anything I had done that would have made him like this, in fact I didn't do anything. I couldn't stop thinking about it, what was wrong? What was wrong? Questions were running through my head as I walked down my favorite path. The rain was soaking me, but I didn't mind. It helped me to think. I wasn't sure if L would even come to my room tonight, he just seemed so depressed. But it had to be my song that had triggered his tears, for he wasn't crying before. He was just thinking. Halfway through all my thoughts I had reached the door. It was starting to get dark, so I figured I should just go inside, change into some dry close, and only hope that L would come.

Night had finally come, and I was just dying to talk to L. I sat in my room, wondering if he was going to come or not. I dried myself and changed my clothes. It seemed just like any other night. The clock on my wall said 12:14 AM the usual time that we would be wide awake and playing music. I played a sad sounding song on the piano. It was a sad song, but the melody was just so enchanting to listen to. In fact it was the same song that I had played earlier that had made L shed a tear. I finished the song in a slow a slow graceful stop. I heard my door creak open, I lifted my legs off the piano bench and turned around hoping it was the one person that I needed to talk to. Thank goodness it was. L spoke. "M... I need to tell you something important." He said it in such a serious tone. This caught my attention immediately. I felt my heart drop as he made his way in my room to sit next to me. I could tell that what ever it is that he was about to tell me, it wasn't good. I turned to him not needing to say anything. I just nodded. I saw a sense of depression mixed with compassion, sensitivity and worry in his eyes. Right at that moment, looking into his eyes I knew that there was absolutely something wrong. He was at a loss for words. This never happened. My heart was racing.

Silence filled the room for a couple of minutes. I finally spoke up "L, what is it?" He looked down at the worn, yellow piano keys. His eyes flickered up to the picture I had taped onto my piano a couple years ago. "I'm leaving." He finally said. My heart dropped though showing no emotion, keeping in control. "Where are you going...?" I calmly asked. He looked up with his eyes from the picture then to me, still keeping his face down. "Japan." He said softly. So many things were running through my mind right at that moment. My heart was racing, while I was still trying to keep my emotions under control. Still calm, I asked "Wha- why?" L looked up at me, I could see the sadness in his eyes. "There's a mass murderer in Japan, they refer to him as Kira." I thought for a moment, Kira. Go figure, the name sure fit, in Japanese Kira meant killer. He continued to explain, "From what I have been informed of Kira has been killing criminals somehow. But they would all just get heart attacks. From this, I can only guess that Kira needs a face and a name to kill." A thought then struck me, L could die. If anyone found out his real name was actually L-. He cut my thoughts off when he spoke softly. "I... I'm really going to miss you."I was a bit shocked. L usually never showed his feelings, but because of those little words of emotion that he had said caused me to just let everything out. I cried. I hadn't cried ever since Watari took me into Whammys. But L, him leaving, it hurt. He held me in his arms while I cried. After a few minutes I looked up at him with tear stained cheeks only to notice that he too had cried. I spoke softly, "I don't want you to leave, L." I hugged him even closer. He spoke, "I know. I don't want to leave you either M. But I have to." He also was speaking softly. His grip around me tightened. My mouth was right by his ear, I took this moment to say something that I have been wanting to say for all these years. "I love you." I whispered it ever so softly into his ear. At that moment he pulled away, put his hands on my shoulders, and looked at me in the eyes. I looked at him back bitting my lip, thinking that I shouldn't have said that. He started to open his mouth to say something, but then changed his mind and closed it. I stared back at him. Then, he brought his hands up to my face gently carressing it. With no further words, L kissed me. What a kiss it was. It was gentle and soft, yet with passion that felt as if it was held back for years. I pulled back, breathless. I looked into his eyes and smiled. I had a small bewildered expression on my face. "Why-" I started to say. Only to be cut off by L, "Because actions speak louder than words." He said softy as he mimicked my well known crooked smile. I rolled my eyes, and Ikissed him. My arms found there way around his neck while his snaked around my waist. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't know when he was going to pack up and go, or if he was just going to leave in the silence of the dead night. I really wanted him to remember me, but most of all I wanted to see him. I didn't want him to go. My fingers weaved in his messy hair as our kiss lasted for a couple minutes. It ended by a sudden knock on my open bedroom door. Near and Matt, whom walked in on us stood the door. "Whoa." Near said wide eyed. "Wha- Eh. What?" I jerked away from L, with a loss for words. "Uh... Er... What's going on M?... Waiting it out?" Matt questioned sarcastically. Obviously he hadn't forgotten what had happened when we were around the age of thirteen or so. L raised an eyebrow at him. I remained calm, "I think I should be the one asking questions here Matt. What are you two doing up at this hour and why are you both in my room?" I asked embarrassed. Near answered me with a calm expression on his face. "Usually your playing piano at this hour, it usually helps me to fall asleep. So I wanted to see what you were up to, since I didn't hear any music coming from your room. So I didn't really think that it would have been such a big deal if I came into your room without knocking. Afterall you are the one that always welcomes us in weither we knocked or not. Remember." Near was right, I never said that they had to knock. In fact, I had told them they never had to that I would be happy to welcome them in no matter what. I sighed, "Okay Near, I get it. So Matt what's your excuse?" I raised one eyebrow at him. "Well, I was bored and I couldn't sleep. So I wanted to play some video games with L. Seeing that he wasn't in his room I kind of figured he would be with you listening to you play piano as you both do every night. But I didn't hear any music coming from your room, and I saw Near out here in the hallway so we both decided to just come in and check if everything was okay. And well... We found you guys, up to something." Matt raised both of his eyebrows at me. L chuckled once, "Maybe you guys should go back to your rooms." Near put on a crooked smile and joked around a little. "Why? Just getting started?" I don't blame Near for saying that, I probably would have made a sarcastic remark also if I didn't know the full story. For I can be immature at times. Matt bursted out laughing, he put his "kissy" face on teasing us. I raised an eyebrow and bit back a growl "You guys will found out later." I said gently. L joined into the conversation "You both will find out tomorrow actually." I turned to him in disbelief, "Wha-? Tomorrow?" I knew that if they were going to find out tomorrow, it mean't that is when he was leaving. I was shocked, why hadn't he told me sooner? If he had, maybe then I could have possibly changed his mind in not going. Maybe I would have confessed to him sooner. Maybe everything would be different. L held my hand, "Yes, tomorrow." His tone was soft yet firm as if stating something that he wasn't going to change his mind on. Near could tell something serious was happening. He cocked his head to the left and raised an eyebrow, "I'll leave you two alone, by the looks of everything you both need to talk everything out." Near said in a monotone voice. He was right. Matt chimed still joking around. He was not quite catching on, "Aw Near, leaving so soon? Why don't you stick around we might ju-" Matt had started to say. "Matt." Near cut him off in mid-sentence with a more serious tone this time. Matt caught on, they left.

I lay on my bedroom floor next to L. My head lying on his chest. I silently shed one more tear. "Don't leave." I whispered half asleep. L was still wide awake, he stroke my hair with one hand. "I don't want to but I need to." Though I was half awake I was still as wise as I am when fully functioning. "If you don't want to leave then don't. You don't need to if you don't want to." My eyelids were starting to feel heavy. He started to talk, "M, if you love something-" "let it go, I know." I finished his sentence for him. "But the whole reason why I don't want to let you go is because I love you. I don't want to just loose that." I stated, more awake now. "I finally found out the whole true meaning of actual love. How could I possibly let that slip out of my grip?" I sat up as I continued ranting. L now sat up also. "L, you could die. I hope you realize that, and from what you told me about Kira I know that Kira would most likely try to find out your name and kill you using the Death Note. Sure the chances of that happening could possibly be only around 10% knowing how careful you are but that 10% could just mean everything. Your life." I held back any tears. He stroked my face, "I'm sorry M. I just have to." I sighed at him and lay back down resting my head on his chest. He changed the subject, even though him leaving was all I could think about.