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A deer caught in the headlights---- That’s what he looked like, with wide eyes and stiffen shoulder, he looks like he would run away, just jolt out of the room and never come back. ( He contemplated on it too, A had always contemplated on running away. )
“ I’m A, it’s nice to finally meet you L. ”
This was the man he was trying to become and admittedly, A felt himself slightly repulsed by the idea, but he’ll try.

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“ Uh--- Say, can you help me out a little? ” A nervous chuckle accompanied his equally nervous smile, Allen wasn’t planning on bothering anyone, but even geniuses gets lost sometimes. ( Especially in a new city like this. )
“ Do you know where I am, do you happen to know where the bus stop is ? ”
I(T) WAS NOT ENOUGH
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Why was he like THIS ? Grudging, petty, and still can’t forgive. ( or forget. ), Even he felt ridiculous, the stomach ache and the dull ache inside his head and all because he’s looking at him--- It wasn’t fair at all was it? How he’s so affected and he probably doesn’t care at all. ( Wasn’t it pitiful ? )
“ I still REALLY hate that face of yours. ”
He can’t help himself, he couldn’t keep quiet and her certainly couldn’t ‘cooperate’.
“ Still don’t get why B would want to look like YOU.. ”

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im a horrible person. i wrote A’s suicide note for my fanfic. have fun with pain;
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HEADCANON.
A often wondered about how life would be like if he went to a normal school. He never mentioned it and he might never really bring it up, but he would have really like to experience a normal school life. He would have been an excellent student too and he could have made a handful of good friends...if he was given a chance, but alas it was not meant to be.
The only reaction A got to the comment on his choices was a roll of his eyes, as he lay back down. ❛We both know that it stands for Backup, or ‘bitch’, whatever you prefer. And it is the first letter of my real name.❜ They had sworn secrecy, to be nothing more than a letter to match L’s alias after his death, so this was the first thing he had ever said about his real name to A. But he simply glossed over it, as if he had said what kind of weather it was.
❛But what I know, is that you are a good liar. But a joke can’t cover up everything.❜ He grabbed his book again. ❛Sure, secret operations are essential in war; upon them the army relies to make its every move,❜ he quoted from his book, looking over the edge of the pages back at A, ❛but on too many heavy secrets, one may choke. If you’d ever like to talk, I’m here.❜ B bit his tongue and swallowed the name that was on his tongue; Aren. Never had he wanted to tell anyone his secret so badly; but he had never in the past, and would likely never do so in the future.
❛I take it seriously because I know you,❜ he mumbled under his breath as he looked down at the pages of his book again, without actually reading.
His laughter became much more pronounce, a genuine kind of amusement bubbling out of his lips and shinning through bespectacled hues.
“ Then call me Asshole. ”
But just as quick the smile appeared it was just as quick to disappear, he really should have known already, that lying to B was just as useless as lying to one’s self, but you can’t blame him for trying can you?
I know you...
B’s words reverberated inside his head, making the successor wonder curiously, what did he know exactly? he would have tried to find out, coax the other into telling him, but it felt as though it should be kept hidden,even from himself. ( But he hopes dearly that he was right, that he does know him. ) There are just things that meant to be buried, just like their identities, their names.
“ I know you are. Thank you, B . ”
He paused, closing his eyes for a moment. A soft and distinctly tired sigh leaving his breath as he sunk into the floor.
“ but I feel as though you know a little too much and I know too little. I should really put more effort into getting to know you better. ”

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L doesn’t allow himself to flinch as the lampshade is hurtled towards him. The angle of the throw is all off - maybe his hands are shaking? L can’t quite tell from this distance. The lamp lands with a loud crash as it ricochets off the wall and onto the floor.
“Well,” L begins glancing over his shoulder briefly to observe the broken lamp. “that’s one theory I can say with confidence is proven…”
Pause. His eyes dart over to the picture frame on the desk beside Allen.
“Perhaps you’d like another go?” L’s lips twitch slightly, gesturing to the item. “Maybe if you do manage to hit me, I’ll make you my successor.”
L has no intention of ever making A his successor. He honestly has little interest in the matter. The taunting words leave his mouth before he can stop them and oh dear god Watari is going to be so furious if he ever gets wind of L spurring A on like this. Especially when he promised, reluctantly, to bring the boy back to Wammy’s House with no trouble.
Suddenly the amusement fades, replaced by sharp intensity.
“Though should you threaten me again, you will most likely come to regret that course of action.”
Allen failed to recognize how his hands t r e m b l e d, how his mouth clenched. He could only feel his heart palpitate wildly inside his chest, an adrenaline that ran into his system not by joyful excitement but by annoyance, anger. It is also in this haze that the late successor found himself letting go of the only valuable thing he has, logic.
“The only thing I regret is coming here and failing to hit you with that lamp! ”
His voice c r a c k e d, breath heaving, dragged and hard. CRAP, his chest hurts. Allen falls into silence, dropping to the floor as he attempted to control his self induce panic.
It was because of this that Allen was a failure, why he couldn’t be the next L. He was a bundle of anxiety, a dense matter of incoherence, a person that breaks into a panic attack when pressed too further. He just couldn’t handle it all, not even L’s existence. Even a man who didn’t do anything to him became disgusting and terrible.
“ I just wanted to ...”
What DID he want?