#58 Tears
My father's coffin is slowly lowered into the ground.
He used to be the only thing I aspired to be. A cop, someone who protects the weak and fights for people who can't fight, who captures the bad guys.
Heh. I was aiming way too low.
Now look at me, dad, I'm a god. Oh, no-one knows it yet, but I am.
Soon, soon the time will come to reveal myself to my followers, and then who will dare stand in my way?
Because of my father, part of my opposition is gone already. The infamous Mello is dead. Near will follow soon.
Matsuda was one of the pallbearers. The fool is weeping quietly in a corner now, hoping no-one will notice.
Oh, there goes Aizawa, patting the idiot's shoulder and trying to make him feel better.
Mother's around here somewhere, I think she's making coffee for the mourners and trying to distract herself from what's happened. She talked earlier to me about moving herself and Sayu out of the city. Apparently Sayu's not recovering well and father's death has just set her back.
I am sorry for my father having to die. But it had to happen.
If the explosion hadn't killed him, I would have written his name. He knew too much, he had the eyes… he…
A thought strikes me.
His dying words were about how happy he was… to see that I had numbers over my head. To see that I truly was not Kira, at least in his eyes.
Had he been smarter he would have known I could have found a way around it.
Ide's gone to take his turn comforting Matsuda now. Pft, I wonder when they're planning on coming out exactly? I'm pretty sure everyone in the office already knows anyway.
My father… even in his death, he just needed to know that I wasn't a murderer.
Well I'm not. I kill bad people, and those who get in my way, that's how it must be.
His grave is very understated. Its what he would have wanted, simple, his name and two dates. It's covered in flowers.
People keep coming and offering me sympathy. I just brush it off, let them think I'm the strong and silent mourner, the only son who's going to take care of his mother and sister.
Christ, Matsuda's coming over.
"Light," he mumbles, placing a hand on my shoulder, "You know it's ok to be sad."
I sigh heavily, "I know Matsuda… I just don't want to look weak in front of everyone."
"You won't though, he is… was your father."
I can tell he's not going to leave until he gets some tears. Quite a challenge for my acting skills.
I close my eyes and let out a shuddering breath. Try to think of something sad…
Something that broke my heart, anything will do.
The look on his face… the look of relief that once and for all he knew I wasn't kira. Because he'd been doubting it… he'd been… he thought I was capable of…
Suddenly, I don't have to fake my tears.
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