I'm not sure what the inspiration was for this... All I know is that it is my Death Note character. She's not insane, I'll tell you right now... but in our version (that my friend is working with me to write) L doesn't die; he just goes into a coma. (We couldn't let go of him and Watari, waaah.)

Anyway, my character's name is Kaori. If anyone's interested to know her story, I might start writing about it. It might be fun; who knows.

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Goodnight, Not Goodbye

. Is it coming through? ... thoughts flowing from... Sightless eyes.

Ignorance is bliss. , Fake and shallow it may be. ...Keep it where you can grasp it.

Can you here me now? ?? Keep me guessing, keep me coming.

!!

Something stirs,

Things spin-

Are you moving?

Can you hear me? Never let me go., Don't say good-bye.

I'm right here if you need me. Is it over?

...Nothing. No, there is something. Silken feelings disappear into the darkness, the one surrounding you right now.

Thoughts come difficult now. I can't bring myself... to bring thoughts.

Hello there... can you hear me yet? I've been waiting... ... ... waiting is so hard. I miss you... baka. .

There isn't anything.

I miss you-

Words falling from the page. ... mean nothing.. ...

You're not listening; you can't hear me.

Is there any point to this?

I'm scared.

Don't leave me. ... ... ... I want to touch your hand... ?? Why I am so afraid to?

You aren't a stranger. .. Right?

Silver paint the walls as you breathe.. ... in and out. ... ... so slow and calm, How this isn't a dream, I don't understand.

. ... ...

Where are you?

Is it safe where you are?

I feel like

You're scared of something-

Can I hold you 'till you sleep calmly?

I will be gentle, I swear. I will hold you tight and safe, but gentle. ...I don't want you to break. You look like you might; did you know that? ... ... ...

Of course you didn't. You can't actually hear me. ...I'm right here. ...i am waiting. Whatever is left of "myself" I give to you.

. Twilight doesn't end, in my mind, I think. It is the best time of day. There is some kind of magic in it. ... ... colors blend in ways that make me calm.

"I" am breaking.

I miss you.

Touches. ... as gentle as the spring, yet harsh as winter. I want to feel one of your rare hugs. Just once; once more.

Don't go.

Can't you hear me. .? I'm waiting, still as the time spent with you, right here. ... There is no change. I wish that... you were here.

Six years is so long.

It hurts.

There is fire here. Filling. ... my heart bursts in my chest, and I can't get away.

Isn't there supposed to be a limit on how much you care about someone? .. ...I don't think I can handle this.

I stop breathing. ... there isn't a soul here who can help me.

I need you.

When are you coming back? It's lonely here.

But it's lonelier where you are, isn't it?

I miss you so much. "Ryuu".. ... that's dragon, right? Dragons live a long time... you have to as well. I can't.. do this alone.

Can't you hear me? I know that something in you can. ...They said you responded to my reading. Do you love my voice the way I do yours? I want you to open your eyes. ...see me here, waiting. I'll wait forever. Until I dry up and die, I'm here and I'm yours. Waiting.

I'll never say it. but we both know it. ... ... I have told you, ne?

I love you, really, dad.

No... you're not my dad? That's right. .. ... you're my guardian. But you're not even that. You never signed papers, right?

I should hate you.

Lonliness settles like a stone in the bottom of innocent hearts, tearing people to shreds as it consumes them from the inside out. "I" am an example of this.. ...

can you hear me?

It's all failing now., more and more. There isn't anyone to catch me anymore. Not now... ... ...

You look like a vampire. Your hair is like ink stained upon something that should be perfect but isn't. And your skin blends right into the white surrounding us both as if we were in a cocoon. I feel that, if-- no, when-- you open your eyes... you will look at me. ...but instead of saying hello in any way, I suddenly see red drops, like liquid ruby crystals, running down your open mouth as you pull back from my neck, slender fingers brushing the wound.. ... ...

I jerk back awake, confused and take in my surroundings quickly. What an odd dream, I decide, looking over at you. You breathe in and out, in and out, never breaking rhythm. Moving a hand up to rub my neck, I almost laugh at myself.

Like that'll ever happen, I think with a small chuckle. But it's not a happy sound. My heart's cracking in too many places and breaking into too many pieces for me to be happy.

It's amazing what one person can do to you, isn't it? I was always that wild child, and then, suddenly, I was swept up from my life into yours. I'm looking at your paper-thin looking skin, translucent and perfect as always. There are black bags giving away your insomnia under your unblinking (but currently closed) black and gray eyes. I admit that sometimes, as you sit in your peculiar way with a spoon hanging in your mouth and a thoughtful expression on your face, framed by the wild black hair you never seem to freaking brush... I think that you don't belong here with mortals. You and Light are both like that. I wonder if, perhaps, you are some kind of angel. Would that make Light a fallen angel? A devil with a human guise?

(I know better than to push my luck with Light. Misa, although she likes me, would gladly kill me at any moment if it would make Light love her.)

It would only make sense to me. Then again, maybe I'm just bitter at always being in thrid place. I think it's an understandable situation... and perhaps why I had favorites out of the three successors. It was, however, also understandable that I was always in third.

I was, after all, an emotional person. Like a certain blonde haired boy I knew once, I explode easily, being unable to hide what I'm thinking, because (the same is true of both of us) our eyes always give us away. I'm getting better at it, though.

Mello, Matt and Near used to be such innocent children. I missed those kids who would fall asleep with me on a bean bag at the Wammy House... however, those children had grown up, and being so closely connected to someone like L changed people. I know it changed me in so many ways...

I sigh and push the bangs out of your face. There's a lullaby that pops into my head as I look at you. I'm not sure how to read you, even after all these years under your care. Sighing as I hum, the song begins to sing itself from my lips before I can stop myself.

"Goodnight, sleep tight,
No more tears-
In the morning I'll be here...
And when we say goodnight,
Dry your eyes,
Because we said goodnight,
And not goodbye...
We said goodnight,
And not goodbye..."

Without saying anything more, I fall silent, waiting. I don't know what I'm expecting... a word, maybe? Somethi-

My hand, the one resting in yours... did you...?

I look at my hand.

"You can hear me..."

Almost unnoticed by me... in the silent moment where I held my breath waiting for something I didn't know... Your hand had closed around mine and was refusing to let go.

I understood the meaning and smiled.

"Yeah. I can wait... just a little longer."

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Ahh, I had such a hard time ending this... I think there's still something I could do to fix it.

Oh, and NO, Kaori did NOT go to the Wammy House... she visited as a voice/messenger for L. I mean, he did have to keep in contact with his successors somehow, right? Get to know them an crap...

Well, he does in my version, so never mind. xD;;

Over all though, I had alot of fun writing this! The writing style for her dream was interesting, no? It was fun to be able to purposely mess up on things and then go, "HAHAH, IT WAS A DREAM, SUCKERS."

Not really, I wouldn't do that.

Anyway, there's another one coming soon for Full Metal Alchemist... "Twilight Rainfall" That one, I am proud to say, will be a series! I'll actually be working on it, most likely.

If anyone liked Kaori, could you please tell me? I know this is unrelated to the story, but still... 3?

I will love you forever. Please?

-- ..Innocence.