A/N: If you're reading this with the update, I recommend going back to read the previous chapters (although not necessary as the plot is the same) I'm currently heavily editing them. Anyway:
16k views? Honestly thank you so much! That's crazy! And I seriously apologise for my lack of absence as I have been extremely busy recently. As well as this I had little motivation to write due to personal reasons and the fact that I think this fanfiction isn't my best work tbh. But if you guys like it then I can continue writing? Well that's if you stay reading ^^ anyway, onwards with the story.
Lights POV
Where am I? What is this place?
The lights were off. It was pitch black. The darkness just seemed to surround me, (yes, I know. Ironic). Meaning I couldn't see a damn thing. There seemed to be nothing. No lights, no furniture, heck, there didn't even seem to be walls. Underneath me, the floor, was the only thing that was apparent to me. I began to wonder: where the hell I am, as my feet remained frozen to the ice cold ground.
But more importantly; where is he? Where is L? The last thing I remember was that I was with him... in bed... and now I'm here? That's surely impossible. Yes... maybe I'm getting paranoid over nothing... Maybe it's all in my head? Maybe I'm just being over-protective. Then again, I'm most likely not, as this scene is make zero sense.
However that really doesn't matter right now, I need to find L. That thought knocked out all other questions. I need to find him. I'll have plenty of time to figure out this madness afterwards.
Step by step, I slowly shambled forward.
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
For all I know, anything could be happening to him. He could be with my father or he could be eating cake, (it's like either of them are surprises anymore in all honesty).
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
The same questions repeated in my mind. Over and over and over.
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
My speed began to pick up. I had to find him.
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
He could be seriously hurt... or worse...
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
No that's impossible. I was just with him? He couldn't have gone far.
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
But where am I? All these questions, circling in my mind only make me run faster, and faster, until I was sprinting.
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
Maybe. Maybe I'm finally mad. Maybe I've gone mad!
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
Impossible. I can't be mad. Right?
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
I don't care anymore. I just need L. I need a way out of here!
Where is he? Is he hurt? Does he need me? Is he with father? Is he safe? Where am I? Will I be okay? Please be okay.
L! There he is! I see him!
General POV
But, Light noticed something odd as he paused in his step: why is L just - laying there?... motionless....
'shit!'
Without hesitation, the brunette once again picked up speed, rapidly running through the darkness wanting to get to L as soon as possible. And that thankfully didn't take long as there was nothing in his way to stop him. Light clamoured; "L?" crouching beside him and without delay taking the ravenette into his arms. "L?!" The student repeated, after he received no response, wanting, hoping and begging for a reply. Still, no answer.
What was going on? Urgently, Light decided to check for a pulse, which was only natural considering he received no reply. It had to be there and so he waited - and waited for a pulse that never came.
Is- is he dead? He can't be... this was L after all. Yet there was no pulse. No heart beat. Nothing.
A few tears began to slip from Light's eye. L. Someone be loved. Was dead?... Light lifted his hand shakily to wipe away the tears, only then noticing a rectangular but regular black notebook laying beside L. An all to familiar black notebook.
The Death Note.
Unhesitatingly, the owner of sed notebook reached out, grabbing and taking ahold of it before opening it to carefully to skim through each page to check for a difference.
While most of it was left unchanged with a mix of major and petty criminals sentenced to death by his own hand, the final page was altered. It was changed without permission. One named have been scrawled onto the last page. One that should not yet be there.
L Lawliet
In pure shock, the student released the book from his grip, dropping it to the floor. The teen froze, his eyes fixated that book. The murder weapon that had taken hundreds, if not thousands of lives. Who. Who wrote that? WHO THE HELL WROTE THAT?! It was his handwriting... his book. Yet he had not written that! Of course he didn't! He would know if he did...
'Light.'
Shutting his eyes, the teen buried his hands into his palms out of confusion, anger and grief. L. His precious L.
'Light!'
He had been taken away by thing he had sworn to discover. He had been taken too soon...
'LIGHT!'
The call of his name had sharply awoken him from his apparent slumber. The male, although is a state of confusion, frantically looked to the side, only to see his lover, L, perched by his side, shaggy hair, hands upon knees and head tilted as if he was studying the boy. In general, being his usual, undead self. "I see that you're now awake? Were you having a nightmare?"
Light couldn't help but to exhale a sigh of relief. Thank god. "No. No of course not."
"If I am not mistaken, it seemed like you were as you were mumbling nonsense in your sleep." Countered the ravenette.
"I was? Well - it was unimportant. But you really should be asleep yourself, L."
"Yes, I suppose so. Although I was awoken by you not so long ago."
Light let out a small smile. "Well I'm sorry. Lets just both get back to sleep, okay?"
After very briefly thinking it over, the world leading detective agreed and they both settled back down into their shared bed.
The student tossed and turned to face away from the other man to ponder the 'dream' he had just had. What did it mean?... He surely hadn't killed L. The man he loved? He would never.
But then - who did? Was it a warning to him? That someone would kill L? No, that was ridiculous. Then what? A dream like that had to mean something.
And then it hit him.
This was L after all and he was Kira.
It was his handwriting and his book.
L and Kira were never meant to co-exist from the start. One was to be defeated in the end and Kira stood for justice. He had to be the victor. After all, this was just all one big elaborate game and L was just another chess piece in the way. Maybe Light wouldn't be the one to kill L, but Kira would be. Only was a few more moves were required until; checkmate.