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Ficlet for Ruin_Takada's Birthday
Apr. 12th, 2013 10:30 amI don't actually know if se'll like this, but I hope so.
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L can't remember a time when he didn't know he was going to be killed by one of the criminals he chases.
He also can't remember when he started looking forwards to it.
This new criminal, Kira, makes something like hope rise in his chest. Intelligent enough that catching him will be difficult, with a weapon(?) that can strike from impossible distances... He might be worth dying to capture.
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Light, Kira, draws his attention easily, holds it as if he's silently demanding that L not look away. L dogs his footsteps, watching for - and seeing - the flashes of predator, of monster, in the brown eyes that meet his so readily.
It's wonderful, in a horrible way. L has been looking for his death, and here it is, smiling falsely and pretending friendship.
If he weren't being watched (by Yagami, by Watari) L might do something stupid like thank Light.
The best part is the fact that he thinks Kira would understand.
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Something changes in the cell, and L's death has vanished from the brown eyes he is becoming obsessed with. He wants to believe that it's just another, better, mask - but Light cannot fool him the way he fools everyone else.
L feels cheated. How did this happen? Why did this happen?
In spite, he pokes and prods at Light, not-Kira, finding his every sore spot and jabbing them as hard as he can get away with. He whispers in Light's ears that he will see Kira executed, and hopes that Kira hears and will be driven to kill him before he can.
Kira is a delicious poison that L does not want to give up.
He refuses to consider what not-Kira-Light is.
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The change is reversed in a helicopter as a fool dies in a car, and Kira smiles at L from Light's brown eyes, the promise of his death a silent whisper in the air between them.
L releases Light, Kira, from the chain. It isn't needed any more.
He doesn't admit that there is something hollow about his victory in restoring his enemy, though the Pyrrhic taste of ashes in his mouth suggests that he is becoming worse at lying to himself.
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He follows the path Kira has drawn for him, sickly grateful that it is made with such skill that not even Watari can see he has other options available to him.
He doesn't understand the emptiness he feels until he is dying in his murderer's arms, and sees Light's eyes filled with tears above Kira's grin of triumph.
--
L can't remember a time when he didn't know he was going to be killed by one of the criminals he chases.
He also can't remember when he started looking forwards to it.
This new criminal, Kira, makes something like hope rise in his chest. Intelligent enough that catching him will be difficult, with a weapon(?) that can strike from impossible distances... He might be worth dying to capture.
--
Light, Kira, draws his attention easily, holds it as if he's silently demanding that L not look away. L dogs his footsteps, watching for - and seeing - the flashes of predator, of monster, in the brown eyes that meet his so readily.
It's wonderful, in a horrible way. L has been looking for his death, and here it is, smiling falsely and pretending friendship.
If he weren't being watched (by Yagami, by Watari) L might do something stupid like thank Light.
The best part is the fact that he thinks Kira would understand.
--
Something changes in the cell, and L's death has vanished from the brown eyes he is becoming obsessed with. He wants to believe that it's just another, better, mask - but Light cannot fool him the way he fools everyone else.
L feels cheated. How did this happen? Why did this happen?
In spite, he pokes and prods at Light, not-Kira, finding his every sore spot and jabbing them as hard as he can get away with. He whispers in Light's ears that he will see Kira executed, and hopes that Kira hears and will be driven to kill him before he can.
Kira is a delicious poison that L does not want to give up.
He refuses to consider what not-Kira-Light is.
--
The change is reversed in a helicopter as a fool dies in a car, and Kira smiles at L from Light's brown eyes, the promise of his death a silent whisper in the air between them.
L releases Light, Kira, from the chain. It isn't needed any more.
He doesn't admit that there is something hollow about his victory in restoring his enemy, though the Pyrrhic taste of ashes in his mouth suggests that he is becoming worse at lying to himself.
--
He follows the path Kira has drawn for him, sickly grateful that it is made with such skill that not even Watari can see he has other options available to him.
He doesn't understand the emptiness he feels until he is dying in his murderer's arms, and sees Light's eyes filled with tears above Kira's grin of triumph.
