Light x L

Light held the dark worn book above his head lazily, as if he were examining his homework and procrastinating on actually completing it. A sigh left his lips. Yesterday, he'd been shot as a fool in front of all of Japan consequent to killing the man who he thought was detective L. Now the detective had closed him into a box and robbed him of his pride. Twisted thoughts scrummaged through his mind. He calculated every scenario in his head but still let his childish emotions grab hold of the steering wheel. "Whoever L is - I'll make him call me his God."

Set in a universe where Light's ultimate goal wasn't to kill L, but to make him unable to resist him and obey his every word. To make him cower beneath him, be honored to assist him and to one day, call him God. But, in a world where motives are closely guarded and secrets not shared. How far will Light go to perfect his design.

I don't know whether I'll continue this or not, writer's block is real.