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L Lawliet

Since I became a detective I've been able to see through people to their true intentions, but when I met Light my grasp of keeping a clear head began to weaken, if he'd asked me to completely let go I have little doubt that I would've held on to my prior clarity. 

The lines between the truth and the lies he'd tell started to blur as I became less careful. His motives were obvious to me but I couldn't shake nor forget the feeling of warmth that radiated from him, intriguing me and pulling me in. The attraction and temptation alone was dangerous, but so damn addictive because no matter how hard I tried, at the end of the day I still found myself wanting Light. After a while I couldn't even tell if Light was still trying to make me want him (platonically or not) intentionally anymore, all I knew was I was one step off a cliff away from failing, and if I were to fall it wouldn't just be the game of cat and mouse that I'd be losing. 



The tv switched from the weather for the week to breaking news. A woman reporter was standing in front of a camera.

"We are live in front of Teru Mikami's house as he is being arrested for the crimes of the infamous "Kira," an anonymous tip led police to his house this evening and after finding proof and getting a confession, he is now being taken into custody." 

The camera switched angles and went to zoom in on the police bringing him out of his house in handcuffs. The reporter who was speaking to the camera moments before ran up to him along with other countless reporters. Some were men, some were women. Some had cameras, some had journals, others had microphones. But they were all talking in unison with their swarming questions like a hoard of bees.

"Do you feel remorseful for your crimes?"

"How were you able to kill people without even being in their presence?"

"Were you truly hoping to protect the innocent or did you just use that as an excuse to murder?"

"How did you get caught?"

"What do you have to say to all the victims' families?"

"Are you prepared to face the consequences of what you've done?"

"Why did you become Kira?"

"Are you considering the possibility of getting executed?"

"Was L the one who discovered you were Kira?"

"Do you have any idea of the amount of pain you've caused?"

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

Were just some of the questions I could make out over the tv. Despite all the attention, Mikami's face remained unphased. At least until he started to talk.

"Putting me behind bars is a mistake! Kira helps us all... You'll see," the man said as he was practically shoved into the police car. All the chaos of the crowd of reporters subsided as they watched the cop car drive away in silence.

It was quiet in comparison to how they were before, but not quieter than me and Light, I could see how the whole situation was making him upset so I turned off the tv. I stared into the distance for a few seconds before turning to him at the sound of his voice.

"L... I swear I had nothing to do with this." 

"I know," I responded.

"You do?"

"Yes, when I left this morning, it wasn't just for air, I went to talk to Misa Amane and told her if she didn't help me, she would never get a chance to see you again. We found a guy, Teru Mikami, 25 years old. He worshipped Kira as his God because of the fact that you were killing criminals and vowing to create a new world. But Teru Mikami wanted to do more than just watch from afar, he wanted to help. So, he started murdering criminals too. It never got any attention on the news because everyone just figured Kira was the one responsible. Anyway, after lots of digging we finally got in contact with him. Misa called him, after telling him how she was the second Kira working closely with you, he agreed to answer any questions we had. He told us how he's had a strong sense of justice ever since his early childhood. We asked him how many criminals he'd killed, he told us roughly 28,000 people. Lastly, we asked him what he truly wanted more than anything."

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