paradisalost | Serious Business

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Serious Business

Who: Light and L
When: Sometime after this thread
Where: L's room
Summary: Light needs to discuss a problem that's arisen due to his "restful" sleeping.
Rating: Mmm, PG most likely.

Light wasn't one to worry much over things his subconscious showed him while he slept. Dreams were a normal part of the development of the human mind, after all, and shouldn't be taken so seriously.

But when unearthly voices began whispering in ones head, it was time to pay attention. And since he was... more than a little troubled by what they said, he had two choices: ignore them (which wasn't working and making him all the more concerned about his sanity) or talk to someone to find out if his concerns were unfounded or not.

And he honestly trusted L to tell him the truth about this.

Sighing to himself and shifting the tray he'd snagged from the kitchen, he knocked lightly on L's door.

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L rolled out of bed, crouching as he usually did, this was a more defensive position, ready and alert- well, as much as he was within the circumstances. But...he didn't like his at all. Light saying he trusted him? Was the other crazy? Or maybe this place had finally made him snap. Or maybe something else entirely. This was not... good.

L could have refused the other right away but...

His curiosity, and hypothesis and... well, yes. He wanted to see what was it that Light wanted to discuss. As long as the Death Note was safe right now... there was nothing to worry about.

Well, except for Misa, L didn't trust her.

[ooc: I apologise for the delay T__T *been busy*]

Hearing movement on the other side of the door, Light knocked again softly and turned the knob on the door to test it. Finding it unlocked didn't really worry him; this place was strange and people had died, but so far as he knew no one had been dragged from their room to disappear into nothingness!

"L-kun?" he called quietly as he pushed the door open. "It's Light." And there really wasn't much more he could say at the moment, because he had his... nightly 'discourses' in his head and he didn't want to talk about this in the hallway.

[ooc: I hate those kinds of weeks DX]

"Yeah." L replied after a while, "Come in." he streched slightly but remained where he was, half-slumped on the floor against the bed. He was honestly too tired to make much effort to pay attention to his guest right now.

L peered up at the man who had well, won, and wondered why exactly he was here.

Was Kira playing a new game now? L wouldn't put it past him, not all the pieces were together but...

Light stepped fully into the room and pushed the door closed behind him. He didn't speak until he had set the tray--tea and cakes, with more sugar cubes than he could consume in a week for L's--down on a low table and slumped into the chair beside it. He felt drained, honestly, from the week he'd forced himself to remain awake as well as from the 'rest' he was getting.

The teenager lifted his head and frowned slightly. As much as he wanted to talk, to find out if something important was missing from his mind, he didn't want to be a nuisance. "I didn't wake you, did I?" he asked. "I'm sorry."

Sorry, but still needing to talk.

L shook his head, "No, you didn't." Well, he kinda had but it was no big deal. L just.. he was just so tired all the time. So really, Light's visit was no bother on him.

He glanced up at the other, then at the tray, he crouched his way over there and took a sugar cube popping it into his mouth without any explanation. Only when he was done with it he looked at Light again.

"What's wrong?"

Light didn't answer for a moment, pouring himself a cup of tea with no sugar in an attempt to soothe his frayed nerves. Nothing had worked thus far, which was why he was here in the first place, but going through the motions helped him to focus a little. He contemplated briefly on preparing a cup for L, but that would merely be stalling.

He took a sip of the tea - slightly bitter - and put the cup back down before looking back up at L. "I think," he said quietly, "that I may be going mad. Unless, of course, the castle really is talking to me, although should that be the case I may still be going mad."

L pursed his lips together and then lifted one finger to chew on it thoughtfully. "The castle is talking to you Light-kun?" Now that was a crazy notion. Then again this world was pretty crazy so...

Well who knew?

Maybe.

"It sounds crazy," Light admitted with a faint smile, somewhat bitter, directed at himself, "but... well, yes. At night." He paused for a moment before quietly finishing, "When I try to sleep."

He picked up his cup again, took another drink. Still slightly bitter to his tongue, and he absently dropped a single sugar cube in it to watch it dissolve. There was more he needed to say, but he needed to word it properly.

"It tells me things I don't remember, never clearly remember upon waking," Light admitted, voice still low. "Am I a bad person?"

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