1000 Themes - #115 - Death Note - Light/L
*Written in honor of the 4th anniversary of L's death.*
Title: Can't Let You Go
Rating: G
Warnings: Eh, nothing much; written when I was very sleepy
Words: 329
Series: Death Note
Pairings/Characters: Light/L
“Hm. It’s interesting, L. I can’t seem to let you go.” Light stated curiously, staring down at the grave where they had buried L four years ago. He kicked the dirt some, not caring that is was disgraceful. Better than what he did before, getting on all fours on top of the grave, screaming at the headstone in triumph. No, now the feeling of being triumphant was fading, and being slowly replaced with boredom again.
L as a person meant more to Light than he’d admit, but as a rival against Kira…he had to be disposed of. The price was no longer having someone on his level to converse with; everyone else was inferior to him, and not worth the time or breath.
Quite honestly, he didn’t expect the loss to affect him.
“I’m bored.” It was a snobbish statement, but hell, he was God of the new world, he could be snobbish to a grave. “There’s no one else like you.”
He smirked a bit. “It’s a shame you were against Kira, we could have made an excellent team, you and I.”
But alas, L was buried beneath his feet, no longer able to stack towers of sugar cubes or hold his detested cellphone awkwardly. He could no longer banter with Light, seated oddly in his chair while eating a simple piece of cake. There were no more games to be played, no more debates to be had.
Light had to busy himself with thinking about how he was changing the world, becoming God, and overtime would develop into a power-hungry megalomaniac, which would destroy him in the end.
“That’s it…I really can’t let you go. The world is not only rotten now, it’s much more boring.” he concluded, sighing. “If only you supported Kira…we’d be having plenty of fun right now.”
He stood at L’s grave for a while, taking in all the memories that squirmed their way into his mind.
Yep…L was definitely one-of-a-kind. “Shame.”
Title: Can't Let You Go
Rating: G
Warnings: Eh, nothing much; written when I was very sleepy
Words: 329
Series: Death Note
Pairings/Characters: Light/L
“Hm. It’s interesting, L. I can’t seem to let you go.” Light stated curiously, staring down at the grave where they had buried L four years ago. He kicked the dirt some, not caring that is was disgraceful. Better than what he did before, getting on all fours on top of the grave, screaming at the headstone in triumph. No, now the feeling of being triumphant was fading, and being slowly replaced with boredom again.
L as a person meant more to Light than he’d admit, but as a rival against Kira…he had to be disposed of. The price was no longer having someone on his level to converse with; everyone else was inferior to him, and not worth the time or breath.
Quite honestly, he didn’t expect the loss to affect him.
“I’m bored.” It was a snobbish statement, but hell, he was God of the new world, he could be snobbish to a grave. “There’s no one else like you.”
He smirked a bit. “It’s a shame you were against Kira, we could have made an excellent team, you and I.”
But alas, L was buried beneath his feet, no longer able to stack towers of sugar cubes or hold his detested cellphone awkwardly. He could no longer banter with Light, seated oddly in his chair while eating a simple piece of cake. There were no more games to be played, no more debates to be had.
Light had to busy himself with thinking about how he was changing the world, becoming God, and overtime would develop into a power-hungry megalomaniac, which would destroy him in the end.
“That’s it…I really can’t let you go. The world is not only rotten now, it’s much more boring.” he concluded, sighing. “If only you supported Kira…we’d be having plenty of fun right now.”
He stood at L’s grave for a while, taking in all the memories that squirmed their way into his mind.
Yep…L was definitely one-of-a-kind. “Shame.”