AyameAshima

Coma A/N: Just a little one-shot I wrote in school when I was bored. ^^ Pairing: LightxL Warning: Uhm... It's sad... Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. Only the plot belongs to me. startstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstartstart Why don’t you wake up? Please come back. I can’t bare this loneliness anymore. I need you. I know I’ve hurt you. I broke your heart, as I told you, that I don’t love you. But it was a lie. I love you. More than everything else in this world. But you believed me. Why? Normally you can look through all my lies. But this one time, this one da

Light closed his lap-top, feeling tired. He had spent hours working on the same problem, finding no logical solution, he was mentally exhausted. He said good-bye to everyone in the task force headquarters. He, Light Yagami, was working as a detective in a very important case, even though he was only 17 years old. He was on his way out when he found him: L, one of the 3 best world wide known detectives and the weirdest man he had ever met. His appearance was quite unique: his skin was too pale to be healthy. It made contrast with his black messy hair which fall carelessly into his face; he was way to thin. But of all, his most noticeable feat

"What an unpleasant outing," L said with a sigh and childishly draped his towel over his head. Light would have laughed if he wasn't dripping in annoyance under his own towel. "Well, it's your own fault for going out in the storm like that," he grumbled. "What did you think was going to happen?" Light was busy rubbing his hair dry when something warm and fuzzy enveloped his foot. His eyes snapped open, and he found himself gazing down at L, who had on the most pitiful puppy dog face he'd ever seen. "Hey! What're you—?" "I thought I might help," L said innocently. He was crouched on the stairs, dabbing at Light's feet with his own towel

He was inexistent; he was in pain; he was in love. He was in love with that leering gaze that loomed over him, absolutely aware that Kira's last obstacle was being removed.  L wanted to reach out, touch that overbearing face....say anything that would give sense to this moment.  The only thing that came to him was the fact that though he had been right about Raito being Kira, he was wrong about everything else. He was wrong about that new feeling, that one he had recently discovered as pertaining to someone else:  love.  Hell, he had been betrayed, and it wasn't the first time.  L found the strength to raise his hand, suspend it in midair w

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