Title: Murder, he wrote
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Light x Mikami
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #63, Bloody
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Death Note belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Don’t steal and don’t sue. Thank you *Phantomness bows*

Warnings: Shonen-ai, death, religious fanaticism

It’s a pleasure killing with the Death Note, Light thinks, because this way, there is no blood on his hands and he’ll never, ever get caught. His views don’t change, as he fills page after page after page with the world’s worst criminals, preparing the world for judgment, for Kira, for his reign as God. He’s quite satisfied with the way things are going, and even as the years pass by swiftly, and L exits the scene, replaced with Near and Mello, he won’t give up.

He’ll never stop.

But necessity is the mother of invention, of deception, and it is with reluctance that he has Misa mail the Death Note to Mikami. But his Chosen One has been selected with the utmost care, and he can almost see Mikami’s bloody eyes – Shinigami red, of course – reflected in the T.V. screen as Demegawa and the members of his ‘Kira’s Kingdom’ gasp and die.

He is the one who makes the choices and shapes the world, and he’s glad that his Hand is perfect. Because doesn’t he deserve perfection?

And maybe, one day, sometime, they’ll meet for real, but he’s still being watched, and Light – Light thinks of Mikami, as he smiles Kira’s smile, which no one catches.

End Fic

Completed 5/18/07

I am going to die if I don’t pass chem. *Hisses*

Dude, the world *needs* more Light/Mikami smut. *Nodnod* 4 minutes! I should write some…