#fanfiction excerpt

“What do you think Kira’s goal is?”

Light sighs. “We’ve been over this, Ryuzaki.” His eyes don’t move from the document in front of him. “Considering he’s targeting criminals, he’s clearly making a statement about his intentions.”

L chews on his fork for a few seconds. “Delusions of grandeur, then?”

Light’s grip on his pen tightens imperceptibly.

all bitterby crimesofhallowed [M, 2k]

“I think the world will go right back to the way it was before Kira. Crimes will be committed, people will continue to kill and steal and suffer, as if none of this had happened. As if Kira had never existed at all.”

Light rises from his chair so violently it clatters to the ground behind him. His hands ram into the table. “Then shouldn’t you try to stop that from happening?!” His eyes burn into the side of L’s face. “Aren’t you supposed to fight back against crime, Kira or no Kira?”

It’s L’s turn to pause. The fork is inches from his mouth, balancing a piece of cake between its ridges. L looks up at Light from where he’s sitting, and blinks.

“Light-kun, I am a detective,” he says calmly, as if he were breaking this information to Light for the first time. “Without crime, just who am I supposed to be then?”

Light stares at him.

L finishes eating his cake.

all bitter by crimesofhallowed [M, 2k]

“He watches him tilting his chair back with the sun on his face, some trick of the light making his eyes gleam bright arterial red beneath his lashes”

12 Moves Sidewaysby Silver Pard [K+, 2k]

“Suddenly this hurts, although he thought he was used to it, he thought he accepted it. 

If I die, he thinks, hands tightening on his knees, who will remember me? Who will mourn me? Who will care?

No one. L is just a letter and Lawliet is a ghost.”

Perfectly Hollow by Silver Pard [T, 3k]

“Light waited for a long time for his real life to start, for something to fall out of the sky and make the world worth living in, living for, but it never happened. He looks out of the window now and wonders why it seems only he has to survive with the emptiness of life in his head.”

Perfectly Hollow by Silver Pard [T, 3k]