He was dying.

He knew that all too well and yet it was hard to grasp.  He could only stare into the eyes of his murderer.  He had been right all along but now he didn't want to be.  

Light Yagami.

That's what he had been in L's life.  He had been the light that broke through all the darkness.  Now L was going back to that darkness.  He whimpered.  He didn't want to go back!  

L desperately wanted all of this to be just a bad dream.  He wanted to be back in Light's arms, wanted to feel the warmth that radiated off of him.  He wanted to feel the tender kisses again, wanted to hear Light's voice.

He wanted to hear Light tell him "I love you."

For the first time in his life, L wanted to cry.  

Last night had been filled with love and promises.  Were they all lies?  L could still feel Light's body pressed against his.  He could still hear Light's moans and his calls.  

They were all a lie.

L stared up into Light's eyes.  He knew he was slipping.  The pain in his chest was fading.  

Light

"What's happening to him, Light?!"

"Where's the shinigami?!"

I love you.