Author's Note: All right people, this is it! The final and last chapter to Friend or Flame. I could say a million things here, but I'll save it for the end of the story. For now, read and enjoy. I'll type your eyes off after it's all said and done.

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The jingle bells that were hung on the ice-cream shop door chimed merrily as its two most favorite customers walked inside. In with them came a gust of cold wind, which carried large fat snowflakes inside of the shop to invade the warmth that the heaters inside provided. But as the door closed, the bells fell silent and the flakes settled on the linoleum floor melting into dewdrops. But the sound of the bell alerted the tenant who worked the store and within only a second she was out of the back room and standing behind the counter, a true and genuine smile of merriment on her face.

"I should have known it would be you two! No one else is crazy enough to go out in the middle of a blizzard for some ice cream!" The young woman was only of about seventeen or so. She had shortly chopped copper hair and brilliant green eyes. But nothing was as inviting about her as her smile. She always appeared warm and friendly.

"Good evening Katie!" L lifted one hand into the air in his new odd way of waving. With bright red gloves on each of his hands, it looked even more eccentric than it had too.

L looked good. In had been four months since the attack. And in that time he had been sleeping and eating twice as well as he ever had. He'd gained a whopping five pounds and now rested only slightly underneath what the average healthy weight for someone of his stature was considered. He wouldn't seem to gain anymore, even with excess pampering. He had to explain to Light about how quick his fast metabolism actually was.

"Food moves through me too quickly," he had explained. "My body doesn't get a chance to absorb all the nutrients it needs." But even with his new found appetite, L never lost his love for sweets.

He and Light had moved to the sleepy little upstate New York town that they had discussed before leaving Atlanta. L's allies and Watari had offered to set them up in something similar to the witness protection program, but they had refused. L had deemed it safer to go to a place where no one knew of their whereabouts, including his allies. He did however inform Watari of their new location so that they could set up several emergency plans incase something like Webber ever happened again. Now if another enemy found out their new home, they were ready.

L and Light walked up to the counter. L limped ever so slightly, but it was hard to notice unless a person knew what they were looking for.

L had healed slowly from his injuries. He'd spent an entire month stuck in the makeshift hospital his allies had set up for him at their base. And after he was finally well enough to stand, he had to undergo agonizing physical therapy. Most of the bruises and broken bones he suffered from Webber's beating had healed nicely and with no issues, but the bullet wounds were more complicated. They had torn through muscle and tendon. They had to wait for his body to grow these things back. And once they were back in place, his muscles were weak from disuse. They were new and had never been used before. As such, L had to exercise them regularly.

There was much sweat and tears. But L had been courageous the entire time. Light had been at his side. Light had helped him through all of the difficulties he faced. He held him steady as he took his first few excruciating steps. And he encouraged him when it seemed like he couldn't go on.

By the end of the second month and into mid-October, L was well enough to walk on his own with assistance of a cane. It was then that they moved to upstate New York to start their lives over for the third time.

They moved into a small, but comfortable bungalow on the edge of town. It was perfect for two people who were just beginning.

"Lawliet, sit down. You walked with Light all the way here didn't you?" Katie turned to the plastic bowls she had just behind the counter. She grabbed up two of them. Light quickly waved a hand in dismissal.

"I won't be having any today Katie. I'm freezing. I know how strong Lawliet's love for ice-cream is, but even I was surprised when he suggested we go out in the storm." Katie chuckled.

"If I ever work a whole day and I don't see Lawliet in here, I'll know something terrible has happened." Light and Katie both chuckled. Light took a seat at one of the swivel stools at the counter. He looked to L. He knew he was tired. Even though he was nearly entirely healed, Light knew that a long walk like this still caused him some discomfort. Still, the doctor had said he would recover fully. In another month or two, Light was sure he'd be able to run anywhere he wanted.

"Lawliet, listen to Katie and sit," Light demanded. L frowned, his lips pursing.

"I don't appreciate the tone Raito. My leg's fine." Light knew he was lying. L was just being stubborn as usual. The only reason he refused was because Light had told him to be seated. Light stood up out of his stool and walked over to L's side. He stopped and simple stood casually, for just a few seconds to put L at ease. He watched as L's eyes shifted to Katie as she grabbed the ice-cream scoop. Once L was unprepared, Light suddenly reached out, wrapping his arms around L's small form.

"Wha-!" L cried in surprise. Light lifted him up with amazing ease into his solid arms. "Hey!" He ignored L's outburst and walked him over to one of the many stools. There he released him, plopping him down suddenly onto the swivel.

L stared mouth agape and eyes wide.

"Unfair!" Light grinned madly as Katie burst into laughter. Light walked to the swivel stool beside L's and sat down just where he had been before. He smiled at his wide-eyed love as he started to curl his legs underneath himself.

"Love you," Light said smoothly. L let out a 'hmph' and turned to look in another direction.

"Like that will make me forgive you." Light's grin remained. He knew L wasn't really angry. In fact, dare Light think that he enjoyed such games. Katie was still giggling softly when she faced the two with her bowl and scoop.

"So Lawliet, what flavor do you want today?" And just as if he had never been perturbed at all, he leaned forward in eagerness to answer, a small smile on his pale lips.

"Mint chocolate chip with dark chocolate mixed together please."

"And some hot fudge and whipped cream of course."

"Always!" Katie giggled once more, and then opened the ice-cream drawer in front of her. She bent to her task. Light couldn't help but to let his happiness overtake him. The town was perfect. As Katie had demonstrated to them early on after their move, very few people in the small town were judgmental of them and their relationship. In fact, many were supportive. They had made multiple friends over the past two months.

Light knew that the size of the town and its off the beaten path location had a lot to do with the ease of their new friendships. It was small enough so that most everyone knew each other, or at least recognized everyone's face as they passed by. And because there was less political pressure out in the middle of the upstate forests, people seemed to care less about things like gays and weather it was right or wrong. Light didn't really care about the gay movement in the first place anyway. All he cared about was Lawliet and making him happy. As long as the people here were friendly and didn't make L feel awkward, they would stay. And that was just how it happened. Everyone was open. There were only a few bad apples in the town, but they hardly ever bothered them. No one else seemed to mind. Besides, they didn't run around flaunting it. They pretty much kept to themselves.

"Here you go!" Katie handed L his masterpiece. L took it with a delighted look on his face. It certainly looked like the perfect Sunday.

"Katie, you're perfect at this," he complimented. Katie smiled brightly.

"I know!" L took his spoon and quickly dug into his mountain of cold sugar. He didn't hesitate to stick it into his mouth. Light watched, as always absorbed in the look of utter glee on L's face. He loved to see L's mouth curl up until his smile was big enough to bring a pink color to his cheeks. L swallowed and then beamed.

"Delicious!"

As the two headed back, Light realized that the blizzard was getting rather bad. The road that they had walked on that led from town to their house was blanketed in snow. There were already several inches on the ground, covering everything in white. The flakes that fell down from the deep soot covered sky were fat and solid. They came down by the hundreds making it difficult to see. Still, the path was straight and it was hard to get lost.

"I've never really been out in snow before," L said suddenly from his side. Light turned to look at him. He was cute. Very cute in his bright red scarf and gloves. His jacket was big on him, but it would keep him warm. With the scarf pulled up to his chin, all Light could really see in the blinding snow were his large black eyes and the puff of wild hair that marked his presence in such a whiteout.

"Really? I thought you solved cases all over the world. What about Russia?"

"Yes, I worked in Russia, but I never really went outside. I mean…I've seen snow. Plenty of it. But I never got to enjoy it before now." He turned to Light, his eyes squeezing shut at they smiled. It was automatic, Light's grin followed L's whenever he saw it. "Promise me we'll play out in the snow tomorrow? I want to make a snowman with you Raito." Light's grin only grew.

"Yeah, of course. Sounds like fun." Then again, everything was fun with L around. Even the simple things that he had once been too angry and absorbed to see. Light reached out his gloved hand and wrapped it tightly around L's. He gave it a squeeze. L smiled and squeezed back.

When they arrived back at their little bungalow, the first thing Light did after taking off his shoes was hurry to the fireplace. He immediately placed two fire-starting logs into the metal holder and struck a match. He was still in his coat and gloves. He didn't care. He needed the fire up and running by the time L removed his coat. L was small. He had little body fat to keep him warm. Even with his heavy coat, he'd been getting cold easily in the harsh New York months of winter. And of course…wearing sandals out in a blizzard was never the best thing to keep a man warm. But Light understood that L had little choice in what he put on his feet. Boots would have drowned L's pour-less skin.

"Raito you don't need to do that every time we go out…"

"Yes I do. You have nothing on your feet. You're probably freezing." L didn't argue as he removed his coat and hung it up on the coat rack on the back of the door. He carefully unwound his scarf and hung that up beside it. Then he removed his gloves and laid them on the floor just beside his soaked sandals. It was true…he was always cold when they arrived back home.

In his usual clothes of jeans and a long sleeves white shirt, L stepped onto the carpet of the living room and over to the orange glow of the starting fire. His feet were frigid, and it was easily seen by their red, raw coloring.

"You've got it going now, Raito. Go take off your coat." Seeing that the fire was indeed growing on its own now, Light stood back up from his kneeling position. He went over to the coat rack to undress while L sat himself down on the floor beside the warmth coming from the burning logs. As he undressed, Light glanced L's way. He saw him lean back so that his weight rested on his bottom so he could stick out his feet toward the flames. Yes, L's feet had to have been freezing. Light smirked suddenly as L started to wiggle his toes.

"Warm," L said softly. Light's grin remained. His love for L was flooding. He was especially adorable when he came up with new odd positions such as that. He turned away from L briefly and only for another second so he could finish hanging up his things, then when Light was done, he meandered back over to where L sat. For a moment he simply stood watching him. He was pleasant to observe. L, still wiggling his toes to warm them, glanced up at Light from his awkward position seated back on his rump, feet in the air.

"What?" Light shook his head, his chestnut hair falling just beside his almond eyes.

"You're still chilly?" L faced the fire once again.

"Just a little. No need for concern." But Light wasn't having it. He stepped away from L and the fire and over to the couch where he scooped a blanket off of its armrest. He unfolded it and shook it out. Then he wrapped the plaid pattern around the back of his shoulders. Once it was settled, he then moved back over to the fireplace and stopped and stood just behind L. L glanced backward and behind himself at Light as he stood with the blanket. L snickered.

"Normally, when someone is cold, you wrap the blanket around the person claiming to be so Raito. You don't wrap it around yourself!" L's dark eyes squinted shut as he smiled. Light didn't answer. He instead got down behind the smaller man and scooted in close. Light moved in until his chest was pressed into L's boney back. He moved in until he was as close as possible, his more disciplined body pushed into L's. He spread his legs and then slid in tightly so that L's rear was snuggled at the seat of his pants. Light kept each of his legs on either side of L's body, pressed into his sides in order to keep him warmer. Then he took the blanket, which was around his shoulders and he brought it up front, wrapping it tightly around L.

L's cheeks immediately reddened as his dark eyes widened. He had not expected Light to come in so closely. L's heart picked up pace as he felt Light's well tones arms wrap around him, tucking the blanket under his chin. He could feel Light's muscles in his thighs move as he pressed them against his sides. Most of all, he could feel the heat rolling off of Light's chest and into his back where he was resting.

"There," Light said softly. He leaned forward, resting his chin on L's shoulder. He breathed in deeply, taking in his scent. When he exhaled, his warm breath washed over L's ear. L swallowed harshly. He knew what Light was doing. And he also knew it was working quite well.

"Warmer yet?" Light asked softly, his lips just near the base of L's ear. L had to admit that he was indeed much warmer than he had been a second ago. The heat in his face was not just from the fire, or Light's body warmth. It wasn't even from the flannel blanket.

"I guess that's a little better," L replied. It was a little bit of a game. But the games they played now were much different from the ones they used to play with each other. Now…L actually enjoyed a little bit of teasing. Light inhaled deeply, L was sure just to make him feel how his chest expanded against the muscles of his back. Slowly he sighed, releasing his breath. L felt it gently tease its way through his hair. His heart gave off a sudden jerk.

L had felt these urges before in the past few months he had spent with Light. He had felt powerful things inside of himself that he never before realized he possessed. They were demanding feelings that he had a hard time controlling. But he had been nervous. Webber had frightened him. And as much as he hated it, he refused to give into his urges for Light while there was a single shred of doubt or anxiety on his mind. He wouldn't let Webber poison something as important as this. So even though he and Light had fooled around several times since his release from the hospital, they had yet to join together in that special way.

They hadn't spoken about it out loud. There was no need. L already knew that Light understood. He had to, or he never would have stopped so easily every time L asked him to. He would have insisted. He would have demanded explanation. But…he never did. He never pried. L knew that Light was waiting. Light was ready, and he wanted it more than anything else. He waited patiently. And L knew he would wait forever if L made him. But that didn't mean it would keep Light from trying. Light spent much of his time trying to entice L. Sometimes it worked. And at other times…it worked too well.

L felt his heart pound inside of his chest, as his face grew even hotter. He wanted Light too. He knew he did. His body told him so. He didn't want to wait forever. But he wouldn't rush it. Not just because Light felt the need to wrap him in a blanket and breathe hotly on his ear. It was no reason to jump into things.

At least…that was what his mind was telling him. His body and his heart wanted something else. He felt much less scared now than he did aroused. In fact…his entire body seemed to be heating up quickly. Any trace of his chills were long gone, replaced instead by fiery heat. He let out a rush of hot air through his mouth, knowing that it would be harder once his urges were stronger. And they were growing quickly.

"Damn you Light Yagami," he whispered. Light only grinned.

"What? It warmed you up didn't it?" L sighed.

"Too much…I'm overheating. That's just as dangerous as freezing you know."

"Ah, what a party pooper you are." But Light said it kindly and with nonchalant tones. He hadn't expected much. He just wanted to give L a reason incase he ever felt ready. "Still nervous? That's fine. Can I at least kiss you a little?" L blinked as he stared into the flames. Oddly…even though he had been thinking about Webber directly…he really didn't feel all that nervous anymore. He felt…safe. Yes, especially in Light's arms, wrapped in a blanket in front of a fire. He felt relaxed, happy, wanted.

Light shifted slightly, craning his head around L's shoulder so that he could see his face and expression. Light pouted much like a child sticking out his bottom lip as he offered L a pair of large, brown, puppy dog eyes.

"No kiss?" L looked to Light and let out a small snort of amusement.

"Raito! You're not a three-year-old!"

"No I'm not! I'm nineteen and I want a damned kiss!" Light leaned in suddenly, and out of sheer spirit, or perhaps spite, L yanked himself away from him.

"No! You can't just take one! I have to give it!" But L was laughing joyously as he cried out these words. Light chuckled at the sight of him, his grin growing wild.

"Well then give it already!" He grabbed L around his waist, pulling him in closer. L tried to pull away, but only did so half heartedly as he struggled. He fell backward onto the floor as he tried to scoot himself back across the carpet with his feet. But Light wasn't letting him go anywhere. Light was forced to the floor to L's level just so he could grip him by his wrists. Then he yanked the smaller man back across the carpet another foot toward himself. L squealed and kicked out playfully, but Light was already plopping his butt down so that he crushed L's flailing legs. L squirmed beneath him, still laughing from their play.

"You fiend!" The blanket that had been wrapped around them was now quite tangled. It lay haphazardly around L's left leg and then ran up and around Light's back in a twisted fashion. Their breathing slightly accentuated, the play suddenly stopped.

L's smile dwindled as he opened his large black eyes in order to stare up at Light. Light didn't move as their laughter faded away. It was easy to see the fire flicker its orange glow in L's large orbs. His heart gave off a thump. His blood pumped strongly through his veins. The silliness was gone and instead it was all suddenly quite serious. Both lay silently for what seemed like an eternally long second, the only sounds in the room were that of the crackling fire and their heightened breathing. Light stared into L's eyes; he knew the intensity of what he was feeling was being conveyed. He waited for a signal. L's depthless eyes softened suddenly, and Light would always recognize and understand that dreamily look.

"Do you want your kiss…or not?" L asked quietly. Light smiled softly. So the light was green. He leaned in and ever so gently planted a tender kiss upon L's lips. It was a polite kiss, a careful kiss, but even so it ignited the desires inside of him. He wanted more. Still…he forced himself to pull back when he was finished. He would respect L's boundaries. But when Lights looked down at L, he was surprised to see that his expression had a harshness to it. Or…was it eagerness? L gazed up at Light with an intensity Light had never felt from him before.

"Kiss me again Raito. And this time…do it like you mean it." Light gaped. What was this? Was L saying that he…

L suddenly wiggled his wrists free from the loose grip Light had them in. He reached up, grabbing Light's head in his pale hands. Then he forced Light to come back down to him. L leaned up just enough to meet him, and then he pressed his lips eagerly against Light's. He kissed him hungrily, hotly. He kissed him with all of the desire he'd been holding back. He opened his mouth for him, granting Light access if he chose to take it. His heavy breath washed over his face and skin, the eagerness of his actions becoming clear.

Light pulled back suddenly, nervous about this sudden change. He stared down at L, his brown eyes large with wonderment.

"Lawli…what about…"

"I'm not scared. Not anymore. Not of you. Not of anything. I want this Raito. I want it. I want you. So hurry!" L reached up a second time, this time wrapping his arms around Light's neck. Light stared. L was serious. Very serious. There was a yearning on his face that had never been there before. It was what he had been waiting for. Light knew then that this was finally the moment. This was the moment they'd both been waiting for. L was clearly more than ready.

"Raito, I love you," L said suddenly. "So be with me." Light had no problem with that. All doubts and fears cast aside, Light leaned in a second time. He pressed his lips against L's and began to kiss him fervently, almost desperately, as if he would die if he didn't get enough.

His hands moved to L's white shirt, gently lifting it. And as if L were reacting to Light, his own hands moved feverishly to Light's back. He slipped his hands underneath his shirt. He wanted to feel him. All of him.

Things moved fast. It was almost like a blur or a dazed dream. Clothes were removed. L had undone Light's belt as Light pulled off his shirt. The items were scattered about the living room as if the lovers would have no need for them ever again. Useless, pants and socks and belts were. Useless were they to their higher purpose.

There was skin and sweat. The fire burned not only in the fireplace, but also in each of the young men's hearts and bodies. There was heat. A raging heat that neither could control. There were muscles. They were strong and fluid in Light as he moved. They were tight in L as he tensed.

There was tenderness, but there was also power. Caresses and gentle whispers were balanced with the might and strength of the actions they took. It was nearly overpowering, but not enough. Fingers gripped at the carpet. Toes curled. Both bodies, which seemed both intertwined and interchangeable tensed and twisted. Soft cries rang out into the little bungalow as the snow swirled just outside their windows.

Tensions rose, the heat became nearly unbearable. Pearls of sweat glimmered to the carpeted floor as the pressure soon became nearly intolerable. Reds and yellows overpowered the couple. Gasps of air and rushes of emotion entangled them. And it rose and built until they could simply not hold onto the pleasure of it any longer.

Passion burst forth, washing away all of the reds and yellows. It took all of the heat and the fire with it. It took away their power and their strength. And then it all ended very abruptly as if all the time they had used working up to it hadn't mattered at all.

The fire had dimmed during the time they'd spent within one another. The room had grown darker. Deeper blues from the shadows snuck in so that they could cool off the red-hot colors of the fire in the fireplace. It settled in the same way Light and L seemed to settle together on the carpeted floor. The winter winds outside whistled softly. The sound of soft flakes gently tapping on the windowpane was relaxing.

Covered in a cooling sweat, L inhaled deeply. He lay with Light on the floor, curled up at his side. Light had taken the blanket from earlier and had pulled it up and around both of their naked bodies so that they didn't catch cold in front of the dying fire. It was more than perfect. L's small body lay pressed into his side. He was warm and full of life. He was quiet now, relaxed and breathing softly. Light felt warm inside from the afterglow. And he was tired from their efforts.

He looked over to his love. L's eyes were still open, but barely. He was exhausted. Light smiled. L was watching him. Light took up enough of his remaining energy in order to lean over and kiss him tenderly on his sweaty brow. L sighed a second time in contentment. Light enjoyed his wild hair. L's hair had always been wild. But now, it was simply outrageous as it stuck out in all directions. He was sure his own hair wasn't much better. He didn't care. In fact…it was one of the many hundreds of things that made this perfect.

"I love you Lawli." L smiled wearily in his lover's arms.

"…love…you too Raito." Light chuckled softly. He was wiped out. The two didn't say anything else for a long time. They simply lay there in the comfort of one another's heat in the glow of the fading flames. They listened to the storm rage outside. For the first time in either of their lives, neither had anything to think about. They didn't think at all. They simply laid in the blissfulness of the silence around them. Not even their thoughts made a sound. It was quiet.

"Raito…" came L's wistful voice.

"Hmm?" L smiled softly as he allowed his eyes to flutter closed.

"I'm happy." Light turned to look at his partner, but even as he did so, L had already fallen asleep. He breathed quietly from his place at Light's side. A small grin lifted Light's lips. L was happy. That was exactly what he had been trying to accomplish all this time. And he had succeeded in making it so.

"That's great Lawli," he whispered. Then Light reached out and gently brushed his ebony bangs out of his sleeping eyes. But he was weary too, and sleep kept trying to claim him. Listening to the snow softly falling outside and the crackle of the dying flames, it was hard to resist. Light found his own eyes closing as Lawliet's had done. Using the last of his strength, he carefully placed his nose into Lawliet's soft, feathered hair. He inhaled his scent. He's happy. The thought filled him with the most perfect bliss. It made him feel truly happy too. Knowing that they had days, weeks and even years more of this type of feeling to come, Light allowed himself to be taken by slumbers grasp. His eyelids flittered closed.

The end

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Author's Comments:

Well, I could cry…and I will. I'm very sad that this is over. But it's also extremely satisfactory. I never imagined that this would ever come so far. When I started that first chapter of "Friend or Foe" it had just been a lark. I thought "why don't I dabble with a little thing about Death Note?" The idea had basically just come to me as a sort of thing to do in my spare time. I thought "What would happen if Light asked L about why he enjoyed cake so much?"

That was all it was really supposed to be. But after I wrote that scene, I discovered that L really just popped to life. Light's innocent question awakened something in L, and suddenly someone was curious about him and not just his abilities. It opened a million doors and before I knew it, this simply little chapter had turned into an entire fanfiction! And then it simply grew and grew until there was so much I could not even contain it within one fanfiction. I created a monster!

But a monster you all seemed to enjoy as much as me! Hehehe!

Anyway, this is the part where I normally do special thanks. I was able to do so for "Friend or Foe" because even though there were tons of reviews, most of the posts were from the same people. I had a set number of fans. In "Friend or Flame" however, there are way too many of you to thank individually. I had no idea this story would become so popular! So unfortunately (and yet I'm really excited about this) I cannot write a special thanks section in fear of leaving someone out. That means there are large numbers of you that I love!

Anyway, I do want to thank all of you for your support and commentary. I have actually gathered many things from several different fans that have relevance to this fanfiction. Someone tipped me off to some fan art someone has done. Very strangely, this was NOT done for "Friend or Flame." I looked up the dates and these pictures actually were made a few years before I started writing Death Note. So it's a freak coincidence. Either way, these pictures are amazing. Here are the links to my Photobucket page.

Pictures:

This first one here is of L and Light at the Aquarium!

http://smg. next one is simply kind cute, so I included it. Same artist.

http://smg. this next one I am very proud to say is mine. Yes that's right, I made this one. From scratch. I sketched it out on the plane ride to my grandparents in Florida, back when they were sick. Remember that fiasco? They're doing much better now. Anyway, I got it home and painted it with acrylics. Feel free to use it, just give me credit when you do. Thanks.

http://smg. that's all the images I have or was given. But I was also made aware of a song! One of the reviewers called my attention to a song called "Shot" by Rasmus. This song matches "Friend or Flame" so well, I found it hard to believe it was yet another coincidence. But it is! Hey! Anyway, you should totally check it out on YouTube. Here are the lyrics.

Shot
The Rasmus

Tonight we escape, Just you and me
We'll find our peace, Somewhere across the seas

Enough of the fright, Enough of the fuss
I'll be awake if he finds us

Needless to say, I'll stand in your way
I will protect you, And I...

I'll take the shot for you, I'll be the shield for you
Needless to say, I'll stand in your way
I'll take the shot for you, I'll give my life for you
I'll make it stop, I'll take the shot
For you, For you

Tonight we'll be free, I'll find us a home
Tonight we will be, Finally on our own

Enough of the hell, Enough of the pain
I won't let him touch you, I love you
Needless to say, I'll stand in your way
I will defend you, And I...

I'll take the shot for you, I'll be the shield for you
Needless to say, I'll stand in your way
I'll take the shot for you, I'll give my life for you
I'll make it stop, I'll take the shot
For you, For you

Enough of the scars, Enough broken hearts
I will protect you, And I...

I'll take the shot for you, I'll be the shield for you
Needless to say, I'll stand in your way
I'll take the shot for you, I'll give my life for you
I'll make it stop
I'll take the shot, I'll take the shot

I'll make it stop

I'll make it stop
I'll take the shot

Books:

Oi! I didn't realize I had so much to share with everyone! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed that song as much as I did! Anyway, I'm winding down here. I think the last thing on my list was that I wanted to mention yet again that I have a children's book out. I've only sold four copies as of now. That makes me worry a great deal, because that means that not only have most of you who made promises neglected to pull through on them, but it also means that my family members haven't even bought any. If I can't get my family to buy it…well…shame on me. So here's a last ditch effort to get some sales on this thing. I only need to sell 68 more books to break even!

….

Yippie…I…guess….hehehehe!

Anyway here's the link so that you can get right to it and not bother with remembering how to spell my name.

Gabrielsen&x9&y22

Please but one! It's a great book I promise! You're little siblings, cousins or relatives will love you for it I swear!

Now that I'm done begging, that novel I mention is still going to be a very long ways off, so don't hold your breath. I need at least a year, maybe even more depending on if I can find a decent and cheap editor to help me or not. So that's all the news.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children and adults of all ages, "Friend or Flame" is now over. Officially. This is it. It's not to say I won't ever write another one again. It could be possible, but not anywhere in the near future. If I do write some more fan fictions, it'll probably be on a different subject. So I'm sorry to those who expressed a desire for a third book. It's just this ending is so perfect to me. I want everyone to be able to imagine Light and L's new life the way they see fit. I really don't want to draw out my vision on that, because I think everyone will have an equally as beautiful vision from mine. So I'll leave it there at that.

I love you all. This entire experience has meant more to me than I can even describe. You have all lifted my spirits during a hard time in my life and you all restored my faith in myself and my writing abilities. I even gained some grammar lessons from some of you and was able to correct some of the bad habits I used to have! I'll continue to improve and one day, I'll have a real fiction book out for you all. I can't wait for that day to come. Until then, "Friend or Foe" and "Friend or Flame" will be here for you to re-read to your little hearts desire.

Kisses and hugs for all of the readers out there!

Spotofpaint