Light stared, smiling evilly, at L as he lived his final moment’s. L’s big owl like eye’s stared, almost accusingly, back at Light. His lips opened as if wanting to say something, only to close his eye’s, which would never open again.
“AAAAAAAhhhhhhh!” Light yelled his voice echoing around the small room.
“Calm down Light!” He turned to them and breathed heavily, playing along with his act.
“We’re next! Watari, Ryuzaki, and now us.” He had laid L on the ground and everyone froze waiting to see if they would die too. When they didn’t everyone else started talking except for Light who was thinking of a world where he was god.
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Light sat with the rest of the tax force, them waiting tensely, Light pretending but grin and laughing on the inside. Soichiro walked into the room. His wrinkles on his ageing face looking even deeper, as if someone had taken a knife and stabbed them.
“Ryuzaki is dead.” He said finalizing what they already knew. ‘Of course’ Light thought smirking slightly before putting his mask back on.
“Damn it!” He yelled bang the table and causing the rest of the team to jump at the loud noise. He stalked off to find the Shinigami Rem. He walked into the room he was sure, held the female Shinigami.
He came across a pile of sand like dust, which held in it’s fibers was the death note. Light quickly slipped it into the space between his skin and clothes. He called to the rest of the task force, hiding a hidden smirk. ‘I win L. It’s too bad that you had the wrong version of justice. Because you will never get to see me rule the world as a god!’
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Light twisted and turned in his bed, the sheets wet from the large amount’s of sweat pouring from his pores, and the tears that ran like rivers down his cheeks, and chin. He always had nightmares of the criminals’ dying but he was used to them. This one was so much worst.
‘ Light stood in what seemed like an endless black mist. What sounded like foots step’s echoed around the room. A figure came into Light’s view, but he couldn’t tell who it was. They stood there for what seemed like hours but was only seconds.
“Light-kun.’” L’s soft voice echoed through the wasteland. Light gasped in the dream  his head whirling around him. He fell back in surprise. Of course he had dreams of the people he had killed but physically he had not killed him. So why was he dreaming of him. L walked toward him, his shoeless feet making soft sounds, before he had reached Light and was crouched next to him.
“Light-kun.” L repeated, moving his thumb nail lightly into his mouth. L was close enough that he could now see him. Light stood up wiping whatever possible particles could have stuck to his pants, in the blackness. He began to walk away from the dead dark haired detective, only to stop as L appeared in front of him.
“Light-kun you are Kira.” L said. It wasn’t an accusation, but a statement. Light laughed his voice echoing around, bouncing off walls that weren’t there.
“What good does it do now? I won and that’s all that matters.” ’So stupid…’ Light thought smirking. L ignored what he said.
“You must stop killing criminals.” He said his voice so quiet that if they weren’t where they were, in the black echoing space, Light wouldn’t have been able hear him. Light shook his head in disbelief.
“When I’m so close to becoming god? Now that you are out of the way I will finally become god of the world.” L stuck his hands inside his pockets, before looking at Light.
“I am not the only one out there.” L muttered as the black world started to bend and shake as if a connection was being lost.
“It won’t matter if there are other people out there I will not let them stop me!” The blackness seemed to be closing in on them, pulsing every second.
“Light-kun.” L muttered going closer to him, as white spots started to rapidly appear in Light’s line of vision. “Be safe.” L softly brought his lips to Lights and they were frozen there for two seconds. L broke away his lips moving as if saying something, but Light couldn’t hear because he woke up.
Light flew up from the bed, the covers falling from the bed. He wiped his face, his hand covering one eye.
“L…” He muttered. He jumped up, ripping his sweat shirt off. ’So hot’ He thought. He stood on the balcony, letting the breeze cool him down. “Light-kun. I love you.”