My first DeathNote fiction! No flames! (HUGE SPOILER!!! L'S REAL NAME!!)
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Light strolled down the crowded street, in a daze. It's been weeks since L's death, he's been trying to shake it off...But part of L seemed to live on inside of him.

Ever since his death, Light has been getting a taste for sweets. He didn't let anyone know though, he would secretly drink tea with almost gallons of sugar in a two inch cup.

Light's craving of the day was, chocolate covered strawberries.

He took a double take when he saw a store sign that said, "The Magic Sweet Shop"

'Sounds interesting.' he thought.

He made his way into the store, and found a little old woman smiling sweetly at him.

"How may I help you?" she asked, her voice hummed.

"Do you have any chocolate covered strawberries?" Light asked politely.

"Why yes, we just picked the strawberries this morning. I'll go get them for you." she said, walking into the kitchen.

Time past slowly. Light kept looking around for a clock, but it seemed there wasn't one to be found. Just as he was going to call out for her, she walked through the door.

"Here you go. Be very careful with them." she handed them over in a small white box.

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Light reached his home and fell onto his bed. He slowly opened the white box to find only one strawberry, but he didn't get angry. He only needed one, one to get over the pain of L's cravings.

He stretched himself on the bed, making himself comfortable. His mind drifted back to L. He started thinking about how L must have been like before they ever met. Before L ever started the Kira case. Before he was a detective. Before anything that really happened, well...happened.

As he thought about this, his hand slipped down to the box. He picked up the strawberry and took a slow, gentle bite into the sweet juicy fruit.

He chewed, enjoying the flavor and swallowed. Suddenly, he was flown backwards, into the air. Colors of blues, purples, and reds scraped his body. Events from the past years of his own life gushed though his eyes. He was in agonizing pain.

"I must be dead." he yelled, but no one would hear.

He fell onto a cushioned field. Feet away from him, he saw the man, now a child, who died right in front of him.

L.

Fiction: 09/13/08 | Posted By: gaaragirl911 | 5 comments | Death Note