This is What Victory Feels Like

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note.

I had been eagerly anticipating it since the moment I'd regained my memories. The day Rem would finally understand that her precious Misa couldn't live as long as Ryuuzaki, Ryuuga, L did. And it had come. I heard Watari choke and collapse behind the white screen with the black cursive letter I despised som uch emboldened at its center, and I knew. I was impressed , I hadn't expected the shinigami to go as far as killing L's most trusted ally. I studied Ryuuzaki's face. He looked like he was thinking hard. I tried with difficulty not to smile. His final moment would come soon, in a few minutes he'd take his final breath. He brought his spoon to his lips and tapped it against his teeth as he thought. I was growing impatient, when wouldhe die? The officers around me panicked, but I was watching the man I abhorred, crouching in his chair as he tried to understand. Clack, clack, clackwas the sound of metal against his teeth. Finally, he moved the spoon. In a few moments, L would die. My worst enemy, my greatest fear, my final obstacle would be gone. He had become what my world revolved around, he had made my work as Kira interesting. For a split second, I wanted him to live a little longer, an excuse to keep fighting him. I pushed the thought away and watched him as he parted him lips to say what I knew would be his final words.

"Guys, the shinigami is-"

And it finally happened. Ryuuzaki gasped and it was as though the world has been set in slow motion. He fell, his dark hair drooping to the floor and the rest of him tumbling after.

"Ryuuzaki!" I screamed, half elated, half unable to believe it would end here. I caught him in my arms, but it was all just part of the show. I stared at him and he looked back at me, his black eyes wider than I'd ever seen them, the spoon still clutched in one hand. I looked into his eyes and knew. I had won. A smile twisted my lips, a grin of triumph, and something in Ryuuzaki's face clicked. He stared directly into my eyes, realization clouding his features, before his his eyes began to close. His spoon clattered to the floor and my worst enemy parted to the next world. I could hear the final thuds of his heart fade away, and L died in my arms.