Burial (A Death Note FanFic)

A Song For L

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It turned out that finding the right gift for L was a lot more difficult than Cherish had originally thought. From what she gathered around the house from the children, and from Roger and Wammy, L wasn't exactly a 'fun' person. He was a bit of a stick in the mud, at least that was what Able had said.

He also had so many spectacular things that would make any gift she gave him look like rubbish in comparison. A computer, a top of the line tennis racket, and of course every book he could ever need in the Wammy House library. There wasn't much left after that which he could possibly need. Her last resort had been to buy the cake, but of course, Roger had already placed an order at the best baker shop in Winchester a week ago. Her list of options was growing thin, and it was already two days away.

"So you have your costume ready?" Linda asked from where she sat on her bed.

Cherish was on the floor of Linda's room, going through her many sketchbooks that ranged from minimalist pencil etchings to bright watercolor epics. Everyone in Wammy's House was perfect.

"Yeah, I'm going to be Sheeta from Castle in the Sky," Cherish said with a grin. "It's not complicated, and I don't have to wear face paint or anything."

"I don't like wearing face paint either," said Linda, which Cherish thought was funny considering she was the artist in the house. "I'm going as Vincent Van Gogh. Wammy's going to help me with the wig and beard."

"He was the guy who cut his ear off, right? We talked about him in school."

Linda rolled her eyes and giggled. "Yes, but he's so much more than that! His pointillism period is my favorite. I've even started using oil on canvas."

Cherish didn't know much about art, and she knew even less about artists. She simply shrugged and nodded along with her friend. "So Halloween here is a big dinner party?"

"Because of L's birthday, yeah. You can count on there being lots of candy, and usually a scary movie after, though L doesn't usually stay for that," said Linda. "Which leads us back to your problem. You still don't know what to get him for a gift?"

"No, I've never had to buy a gift for a friend before, and never for a boy. I don't really think there is anything I can get that he would appreciate."

"You're probably right about that," said Linda. "But maybe you don't have to buy him anything. You could make a kind gesture. Wammy always says it's the thought that counts."

"Like what?"

"Well, for everyone's birthday, I always draw a picture, something personal that I know they'll like. What's something you could do specifically for L?"

Cherish could only think of the one talent she possessed, and that was to play the violin. She wasn't like a Wammy House child; they were naturally gifted in their skills, whereas she had been practicing her music since she was five to perfect it. Did L even like music?

"I guess I could play him a song," Cherish said quietly. "Do you think he would like that?"

Linda twirled one of her short pigtails around her finger as she spoke. "I'm not really sure if L enjoys many of the things we do for him, but I don't see what harm it would cause. Wammy and Roger will appreciate it anyway."

Cherish wasn't worried about impressing anyone else though. She wanted L to like her gift, and she would be mortified to find out he hated music, or worse that he thought she was talentless.