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L x CHILD! Reader A Happy Day.....

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You smiled, laughing at your mom dancing in the passenger seat. You dad in the driver side, singing off tune. 

It was a relatively warm day, so your parents had decided to take you to the water park. Being the little five year old you were, you were ecstatic  and couldn't stop smiling. You sat in the middle seat of your car, giggling. 

You felt the car stop, and immediately asked," Are we there yet?" 

"Hold on, pumpkin. It's just a stop light," your dad chuckled. 

Everybody was in a good mood, this was your first time at a water park, and your mother promised she would take you on all the water slides. Your father said he would buy you all the ice cream your heart desired. 

You opened your mouth to tell your parents 'thank you' for taking you to the water park, when the car jerked to the side. "___!" your mother screamed. 

Your stomach started doing flip flops as the car flew into the air and started rolling. 

You couldn't scream, your body paralyzed. The car was flipped upside down, so you were hanging by your seat belt. The windows smashed, little pieces of tinted glass flew towards your face. You had cuts and bruises all over your body. 

You were unharmed, but your parents were not so lucky....

* L's POV *

I was about to walk into the sweet shop, Sweet Heaven, when I heard a crash, and I instantly crouched down and covered my head and neck with my arms, as if I was in danger. 

"MAMA! PAPA!" I heard a small voice yell. 

I got up from my feudal position and looked behind me. There was a car crash, one car was banged up badly, while the other was tolled. I was flipped upside down and blood was flowing out of it. 

Normally I don't get caught up in these kinds of things, but the voice I heard belonged to a small child, and their parents might be in trouble. I ran to the rolled car. My sweets could wait......

* Normal POV *

"MAMA! PAPA!" you screamed. They were stained in blood, not moving. Salty tears fell down your face, cutting through the grime of the car. 

You screamed, fumbling with your seatbelt. Your hands were shaking so much that you couldn't undo the buckle. The car shifted, the space above your head getting smaller. You screamed once more. Your (h/l)   (h/c) hair stuck to your face.

You heard someone yelling, through your panic, you cut your finger on broken glass. You looked to your left, a man with messy, spiky hair and bottomless pits for eyes was trying to say something to you. He had bags under his eyes and was laying on his stomach, reaching into the car for you. 

You screamed and swatted his hand away. "I'm trying to help you," the man said to you. 

His face was emotionless, your mother once told you to not to talk to strangers. He scared you even more because you couldn't read his expression. 

"You can't talk to strangers, can you?" the man asked. Silent tears flooded out of your eyes. You bit your lip and nodded. He sighed. "If we introduce ourselves, we won't be strangers, am I correct?" 

You peered at him through your (e/c) eyes. "My name is Ryouzaki. Might I ask yours?"

"_-___." your voice trembled. 

Ryouzaki nodded. "Well, ___. You seem to be in a dire situation. May I help you out of the car?"

"C-can you help M-mama and P-papa first?" you asked. 

You already knew that they were not alive anymore, but you did not want to believe it. 

You put Ryouzaki in the situation of him having to break the news to you. Ryouzaki sighed and looked at you. "___, I think your mom and dad would want to make sure you were safe first."

You nodded, " Ryouzaki, I can't get the seatbelt undone." He looked at you and gave a small nod. You were still somewhat upside down, and you just wanted to get out of the car. 

Ryouzaki climbed into the small widow opening, and un-clicked  your seat belt. You fell from your seat onto the "roof" of the car. Ryouzaki reached for you and the car started to collapse on itself. You screamed and Ruouzaki grabbed your hand and gently pulled you out of the car. 

You looked at Ryouzaki once out of the car. He was sitting with his feet out in front of him, with you in his lap. His hands were around your chest, and he held on tight, as if not to let go. 

He had a scrape running across his face, blood dribbling down his pale cheek. 

You gently crawled off of him and crawled on your hands and knees towards the flipped car. You put your face level to the ground, looking at your father. He had blood and dirt covering his face. Considering he was so tall, his head was smushed against the roof of the car his eyes closed and mouth open. 

Peering past him was your mother, her hair dangling off her head, eyes wide open, lips forming your unsaid name. 

You started to cry at the scene in front of you. Your parents were gone, and you couldn't bring them back. You got up and walked to Ryouzaki, your face contorted from the sobs you were giving. 

Ryouzaki pulled you into a small embrace, and you buried your face in his leg, since you were so short. (You are a five year old after all..... XD.  )

Just then, the car collapsed on itself, crushing everything inside you cringed at the thought of your mother and father I side the car. Gone forever. 

You sobbed into Ruouzaki's leg. "It was supposed to be a happy day...." 

Ryouzaki stroked your (h/c) untamed hair, looking in horror at the sight of your parents. He didn't let it show, but he was freaking out on what to do with you. He couldn't keep you, could he???

-TO BE CONTINUED.   (IF ENOUGH PEOPLE YELL AT ME TO! XD) -
This is what happens when you are really bored and is very depressed that you can't find any L fanfics that you haven't already read. 

If enlighten people comment to make more, I will, if not, oh well. XD

it's really bad that I'm pretending to do homework.....

So yeah. As usual, comments are appreciated. Tell me if I have bad spelling or grammar mistakes. Or if my words offend anyone. 

I do not own Death Note. An if I did, L would be alive, I would be an anime character, an we would be dating. 

i do not own the picture....
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