004 // survival

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[L is on the scene; he glances left than right before assuming his preferred crouching position, palms laid out upon his knees. He waits a moment before lifting a hand and chewing thoughtfully on his thumb.]

B, are you here? Mr. Fang King?

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[B has never heard of anyone else having eyes like him. He is quite surprised.] ...Are Shinigami eyes also able to see lifespans?

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Lifespans?

[Another complication, and this one something the Shinigami had not divulged; perhaps it was different, a variable? No, too coincidental, and L did not believe in coincidence.]

B can see lifespans...?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[He looked away.] B could. Before he died. Numbers, floating under names... Now there are only letters.

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B saw L's lifespan.

[And it suddenly makes sense. B knows, as L knows, he's meant to die soon. His suspicions prove true. B has known his name, known his lifespan, for so many years; L never knew. This bothers him, somehow, as if he should've known.]

I...see.

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[He's looking down now. He doesn't say anything; he doesn't want to. He almost feels like he's done something he shouldn't have. He fidgets his feet, watching them as he waits to see if L has anything he wants to say.]

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...Thank you for telling me what was on your mind, B. Would it bother you if I asked you more about this at a later date? I'd like to do some thinking on this, in my world.

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[He looks up.] L can ask me anytime.

[He considers asking L what the date is, in his world, just to make sure it's not already November 5th, but that would give away the fact that he dies in 2004. So he stays quiet about that. He doesn't know if L wants to know.]

Thank you...for asking.

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[L gives a small smile, and then is gone.]