I Can See The Light~ A Death Note Fanfic

Chapter 8

I rubbed my eyes before taking a shower. Then I changed into a white long sleeve shirt and some jeans. After dealing with my hair, I decided to visit my mother. I haven't seen her in months. Plus, L's death came just as quickly as my fathers.

The streets seemed more quiet and peaceful. Many people out today talked about Kira. Three girls to my left huddled around and claimed that Kira was justice. I heard this the whole time I was trying to make it to the subway. My head hung low, letting my brown hair cover the sides of my face. While I'm out, I should go up to the Wammy's House.

A small tug on my sleeves pulled me out of my deppressed state. Slowly, I looked up to see who it was.

"I didn't see you come in today." It was Light. If he had spoken to me yesterday I would've been angered. Now, I'm just sad. I guess today was the day when my brother's death hurt me the most.

"I wanted to visit my mother." I turned my gaze forward once more. My eyes dulled with sadness. I could feel it.

"Didn't you see her last night?"

"Yes, but she was very upset. She asked if I could visit her again." I lied. "Anyway, why aren't you at work?" I asked taking a quick glance at him.

He shook his head. "Aizawa is searching my apartment. He actually thinks I'm Kira. Unbelievable right?"

I didn't answer. Light was silent also. When I got to her house I didn't bother to say goodbye to him as I rang the door bell. The door opened seconds later by a teary eyed woman.

I gave her a sad smile. "Hey mom." She pulled me into a hug.

She seems so torn up. After inviting me in, me and her spoke most of the day. We shared happy thoughts about dad and L. Mostlyabout how they should've forgiven each other. Now, they've held their grudges to the grave. Like me, my mother had golden brown hair. Her brown eyes glazed over whenever she spoke.

I looked down at my watch. "Mom, it's 6 o'clock. I have some things to do." She nodded, wipping her tears away.

"Call me when you get done with whatever you have to do." I nodded.
when I was out of the house I wiped away my few remaining tears.

The Wammy's House is in England. So, I'll need to book the next flight to Winchester, England. I flipped open my phone and dialed the number. After taking care of the flight, I went home to go pack my things.