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one sense of jollity
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12dayschristmas, as all fics posted over the next twelve days will be unless stated otherwise ^^
[Title] Blowing Out the Candles
[Rating] G
[Fandom] Doctor Who/Death Note
[Prompt] From![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mayfic, "L meets the Doctor."
L seemed unperturbed when the blue police box began to blur its way into the reality of the hotel room - he simply shifted to face it straight on - but he blinked, seeming surprised, when the young man with floppy hair, a bow tie and braces stuck his head out of the door.
"Alaska?" he said. A sigh. "It's not Alaska, is it. Why is it never Alaska?"
"It's Tokyo, Japan," L said. "2004. 31st October," he added, helpfully.
The Doctor shrugged. "Right planet, not so bad. It looks like the glow-in-the-dark polar bears are going to have to wait," he called back through the doorway. "Do you like sushi?"
"I'm still not sure I believe in these glowing bears," came a girl's voice. "What is this, the fourth time?"
L picked up one of the Hallowe'en-themed chocolates scattered across the table and held it between finger and thumb, but when another gust of rain rattled against the window, he sighed and put it back down again. When he looked up again, the Doctor was studying him thoughtfully. "We've met before, haven't we? No, don't tell me, I know this. L! No. M. No. L, isn't it? I'm so sorry, when we last met I hadn't come across the Etrini. Fascinating race, they base their entire concept of reality around single letters..."
"L?" A red-headed girl stepped out into the room. "Like an initial?" She stopped as she saw L, with the usual expression of puzzlement on her face.
"That's right," the Doctor said. "Of course, he was a lot smaller the last time we met. I think it was the eighties. Your eighties, that is. I wasn't in the mood for talking, so he shared his Opal Fruits with me."
L said, in a tone which betrayed almost no confusion, "I recall the occasion, but you looked very different." He tilted his head to consider further. "You had far less hair, and I believe you were from the North."
"Am I pointing out that you were half the size and much stickier?" the Doctor said. "Not that you've changed much apart from that." He smiled, suddenly, a big beaming smile. "It's so nice to come back to people who are almost the same as when you left them. Especially when they haven't become boring."
The girl snorted. "Oi. Please don't tell me that you promised you'd take him on adventures and then haven't seen him since. A girl could feel she was on the rebound."
"I wasn't having adventures then. Anyway! Japan! Wonderful country, especially the eels. Do you live here? Are you on holiday? Has Godzilla shown up yet?" The girl started to speak, then stopped, shaking her head.
"I am working," L said, and picked up another of the chocolates. The two of them were both foil-wrapped to look like little Grim Reapers. "It's been... very interesting, though it has not left much time for sightseeing."
"I expected you to have more cake," the Doctor said, following his gaze to the chocolates. "You told me when you were grown-up you intended to surround yourself with cake and refuse to eat anything else. Or have you eaten all the cake already?"
L smiled slightly. "Today is my birthday. I thought that perhaps it would be suitable commemoration not to have cake. Watari was surprised as well, but I think also relieved. Last year's celebrations took rather a toll on him."
"It's your birthday?" the girl said, looking round the empty room, the shadowy corners, the thick curtains muffling the sound of the rain. "Come on, you could get room service at least."
"Quite," the Doctor said. "Birthdays are meant to be jolly, and I'm told that's what I am. Besides, I need to make up for being very not jolly last time we met. Amy, would you fetch something from the TARDIS, please? Take a right at the swimming pool, then head down the long corridor but don't go all the way to the end, stop once the chest of drawers appears. Oh, and let me know if the gazebo shows up again, I'd like to know where that's got to."
As Amy hurried back through the door, the Doctor settled himself in the chair opposite, and stared at L for a few seconds. L took out another chocolate. This one was a vampire with an excessively evil smirk. The light glinted on its wrapper.
"Tell me, Doctor," he said at last, "have you ever heard of Kira?"
Silence, except for the rain.
"Ah," the Doctor said. "It's that time."
"If you have," L said, "then you must know how all this ends."
"If I did, would you want me to tell you?"
L looked up, seeming puzzled.
"Why not?" he said. "Do you think I'd be scared?"
For a moment they just looked at each other, before the Doctor laughed, and said, softly, "Of course not. I thought you would want to solve the puzzle yourself, that's all. You had a book of crosswords the last time we met. You'd cut out the answers and burnt them. Do you remember that?"
L nodded.
"Are you really so different now?" he asked. "Or are you deliberately presenting yourself as an opposite?"
The Doctor didn't seem surprised by the question, and he might even have been about to answer it, but at that moment Amy walked back into the room, carrying a fairy cake with a lit candle in it.
"I would ask how you've had this tucked away without it going stale or setting the TARDIS on fire," she said, "but you wouldn't tell me."
"Of course I would. One-second temporal loop restricted to a small spatial area. It's how I store all my cake."
Amy placed the cake on the table. L leaned across to switch off the table lamp. In the candlelight, all three of them looked younger, less sure of themselves. Then L blew the candle out, and the room was plunged into darkness.
one sense of jollity
Written for and crossposted to
12dayschristmas, as all fics posted over the next twelve days will be unless stated otherwise ^^[Title] Blowing Out the Candles
[Rating] G
[Fandom] Doctor Who/Death Note
[Prompt] From
mayfic, "L meets the Doctor."L seemed unperturbed when the blue police box began to blur its way into the reality of the hotel room - he simply shifted to face it straight on - but he blinked, seeming surprised, when the young man with floppy hair, a bow tie and braces stuck his head out of the door.
"Alaska?" he said. A sigh. "It's not Alaska, is it. Why is it never Alaska?"
"It's Tokyo, Japan," L said. "2004. 31st October," he added, helpfully.
The Doctor shrugged. "Right planet, not so bad. It looks like the glow-in-the-dark polar bears are going to have to wait," he called back through the doorway. "Do you like sushi?"
"I'm still not sure I believe in these glowing bears," came a girl's voice. "What is this, the fourth time?"
L picked up one of the Hallowe'en-themed chocolates scattered across the table and held it between finger and thumb, but when another gust of rain rattled against the window, he sighed and put it back down again. When he looked up again, the Doctor was studying him thoughtfully. "We've met before, haven't we? No, don't tell me, I know this. L! No. M. No. L, isn't it? I'm so sorry, when we last met I hadn't come across the Etrini. Fascinating race, they base their entire concept of reality around single letters..."
"L?" A red-headed girl stepped out into the room. "Like an initial?" She stopped as she saw L, with the usual expression of puzzlement on her face.
"That's right," the Doctor said. "Of course, he was a lot smaller the last time we met. I think it was the eighties. Your eighties, that is. I wasn't in the mood for talking, so he shared his Opal Fruits with me."
L said, in a tone which betrayed almost no confusion, "I recall the occasion, but you looked very different." He tilted his head to consider further. "You had far less hair, and I believe you were from the North."
"Am I pointing out that you were half the size and much stickier?" the Doctor said. "Not that you've changed much apart from that." He smiled, suddenly, a big beaming smile. "It's so nice to come back to people who are almost the same as when you left them. Especially when they haven't become boring."
The girl snorted. "Oi. Please don't tell me that you promised you'd take him on adventures and then haven't seen him since. A girl could feel she was on the rebound."
"I wasn't having adventures then. Anyway! Japan! Wonderful country, especially the eels. Do you live here? Are you on holiday? Has Godzilla shown up yet?" The girl started to speak, then stopped, shaking her head.
"I am working," L said, and picked up another of the chocolates. The two of them were both foil-wrapped to look like little Grim Reapers. "It's been... very interesting, though it has not left much time for sightseeing."
"I expected you to have more cake," the Doctor said, following his gaze to the chocolates. "You told me when you were grown-up you intended to surround yourself with cake and refuse to eat anything else. Or have you eaten all the cake already?"
L smiled slightly. "Today is my birthday. I thought that perhaps it would be suitable commemoration not to have cake. Watari was surprised as well, but I think also relieved. Last year's celebrations took rather a toll on him."
"It's your birthday?" the girl said, looking round the empty room, the shadowy corners, the thick curtains muffling the sound of the rain. "Come on, you could get room service at least."
"Quite," the Doctor said. "Birthdays are meant to be jolly, and I'm told that's what I am. Besides, I need to make up for being very not jolly last time we met. Amy, would you fetch something from the TARDIS, please? Take a right at the swimming pool, then head down the long corridor but don't go all the way to the end, stop once the chest of drawers appears. Oh, and let me know if the gazebo shows up again, I'd like to know where that's got to."
As Amy hurried back through the door, the Doctor settled himself in the chair opposite, and stared at L for a few seconds. L took out another chocolate. This one was a vampire with an excessively evil smirk. The light glinted on its wrapper.
"Tell me, Doctor," he said at last, "have you ever heard of Kira?"
Silence, except for the rain.
"Ah," the Doctor said. "It's that time."
"If you have," L said, "then you must know how all this ends."
"If I did, would you want me to tell you?"
L looked up, seeming puzzled.
"Why not?" he said. "Do you think I'd be scared?"
For a moment they just looked at each other, before the Doctor laughed, and said, softly, "Of course not. I thought you would want to solve the puzzle yourself, that's all. You had a book of crosswords the last time we met. You'd cut out the answers and burnt them. Do you remember that?"
L nodded.
"Are you really so different now?" he asked. "Or are you deliberately presenting yourself as an opposite?"
The Doctor didn't seem surprised by the question, and he might even have been about to answer it, but at that moment Amy walked back into the room, carrying a fairy cake with a lit candle in it.
"I would ask how you've had this tucked away without it going stale or setting the TARDIS on fire," she said, "but you wouldn't tell me."
"Of course I would. One-second temporal loop restricted to a small spatial area. It's how I store all my cake."
Amy placed the cake on the table. L leaned across to switch off the table lamp. In the candlelight, all three of them looked younger, less sure of themselves. Then L blew the candle out, and the room was plunged into darkness.
