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Title: Graves

Author: Silver Symphony

Rated: K

Summary: Graves should never be naked, especially not his.

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Tears prick Misa's eyes as she lays a handful of red roses moist with dew drops on L's tombstone. She doubts that L was fond of flowers, but Misa could not think of a better offering; she never likes seeing bare graves. She notices the tragedy of her red roses: L did not cherish roses while he lived. And he never will.

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Near cannot stand the sight of flowers on graves. Nothing distracts from the dull gray of the tombstone or drives away the despair lingering in the hearts of the mourners. His offering might seem meager to a stranger—a piece of an old birthday cake jigsaw puzzle L treasured in Wammy's house—but Near is assured that L would be pleased with it.

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Matsuda loves yellow tulips—especially how they shine like the sun when the light strikes the petals just right. L's grave needs more sunshine, he thinks, so he rests a bundle of them there. L's frozen eyes will never see the sun's glow again, but these pieces of sunshine will make the tombstone brighter.

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Aizawa leaves nothing on L's grave except angry tears. His heart is bitter with losses and guilt for surviving. He's seen enough graves. They repulse him. A grave without flowers repulses him more, but Aizawa sees that L's grave isn't lacking in that.

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Light's grave is bare. No flowers decorate his grave—only raindrops and thin spider webs.

Even in death, Light cannot conquer L.

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