Near's reaction to L's Death
"Mello and Near",
I heard Roger call,
We followed him.
He looks grim,
"L is dead",
he says.
I want to cry,
Scream,
Yell,
Like Mello does.
But I just sat there,
on the floor,
head dowm, expressionless,
I put the last puzzle piece in place,
a caligraphy L.
"He didn't choose a sucessor."
It wouldn't work,
L's plan.
It wasn't possible,
He wants us to work together,
but we can't,
were to different.
So I sat there,
as Mello stormed off,
finally I moved,
Flipping the puzzle over,
scattering pieces,
time to restart the puzzle.
Time to make the first move.