#57 Desire
It was desire which led L through his life.
Desire to see justice for his murdered family which made him become a detective.
Desire to ensure that no-one else should ever feel the same as he did that night made him stay a detective through all the awful cases that made his heart ache.
Desire to prove that good could still triumph over evil, to prove that no matter what the cause, murder is wrong and ultimately, to prove he was smarter, drove him to chase Kira to the grave.
It was desire to live that first made him allow Kira… ruler of the new world, god to all, to chain him, strip him of his identity and make him his pet. A creature to be tormented at the god's will.
He allowed this in order to live.
And slowly the pain, the humiliation… it began to seep into him. It began to break him. Kira's insults began to take hold of his mind until even he believed they were true. And this went on until there was no L left in this poor, frail, battered body.
He desired to please his master and his god. He was impassive when he watched his heirs be similarly humiliated. What purpose was there to his life but to make Kira happy?
And then one day… one day that L would never truly understand… Light came back.
Kira had looked upon his pet and for the first time in years, seen him as L again. And he had realised there was no fun in torturing this broken creature.
He had reminded L of what he used to be. Of what they had both been, of the days they spent together, on the trail of a killer, the unspoken comradeship they shared.
He had brought L, kicking and screaming, back from the darkest recesses of his mind. And that was a mistake.
Because now, although Kira was clearly Light once again, and treating L with some small kindness', L was still playing the part of a devoted pet.
Behind his eyes, only one desire filled L's now mostly-deranged mind.
Light could pretend all he wanted. He could tell L he loved him really, that he'd made a world free of crime and all he wanted was for L to realise how wonderful that was… it didn't matter.
Once upon a time, Light's whispered endearments might have meant something to L. He might have loved him back. He might have dropped all suspicions. He might have done anything.
Light didn't realise how perilous his new world had become, the day he brought L back from the dark place his pet had stored that personality.
Because L knew precisely what he wanted. He knew the only thing in the world that could make a difference or change anything was in his mind and hands.
His deepest desire…
To murder Kira.
"L?"
L shakes his head and smiles endearingly up at the false god on his throne. "Yes, master?"
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