"This is stupid, Dad," stated four-year-old Light, looking around the crowded campus of his new kindergarten. Light was disgusted with the other children's cries, holding on to their parents' legs as if it was the last time they would see them. Some were running in circles stupidly, excited to be out of their homes. Light looked around one more time, not really expecting to see a decent child among all the little midgets (like he wasn't one), but to his surprise, he found a pair of dark eyes staring at him from a distance.

The eyes were so dark the irises were indistinguishable from the pupils. From Light's point of view, the boy with the eyes looked almost cartoon-like. His eyes were huge, popped open like forever-surprised. He had long eyelashes and pale skin, which contrasted greatly with the boy's deep black hair. He was very short, and had a rather rough appearance with worn jeans, a thin grey t-shirt that had a small but visible hole in the side, and dirty tennis shoes. The boy intrigued Light. He stared back at him and gave him a small smile. The boy only rose his eyebrows in return. Light also didn't fail to note that the boy was standing on his own, leaning on a tree and observing everyone. His parents were apparently nowhere in sight.

"Bye dad. I'm going to make some friends," sated Light confidently without looking away from the boy and strode away from Mr. Yagami.

Mr. Yagami watched his son with an amused smile. His son walked with a straight back, holding on to his small Spider-man backpack out of habit. Mr. Yagami kept his eyes on the boy as he arrived at his destination- a wide tree trunk were a lone boy rested. Strangely, although the boy's appearance was the exact opposite of Light's, the two children resembled each other somehow. They stood out from the rest. It was like spotting the sun and the moon from the rest of the stars.

Light extended his hand towards the boy.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Light" This was the first time L had introduced himself to anyone. He'd watched his parents do so countless of times before, so he imitated their actions to appear more adult-like. The boy stared at Light's hands for a couple of seconds, until finally a smile spread across his face slowly and he held out his hand to shake Light's.

"Nice to meet you too Light. My name is L" L expected some sort of remark, but Light only nodded and said,

"Cool"

Light suddenly felt a small shock in the center of his palm, which was still pressed against L's in their little handshake. Light tried to jerk his hand away, but L only pressed tighter, increasing the intensity and pain that had now consumed Light's entire hand. Tears threatened to spill but he fought them back out of pride.

"Sorry. I've always wanted to do that, but no one ever shook my hand" L said with a small grin, releasing the slightly electrocuted hand. He purposely ignored Light's red eyes. Perhaps he'd gone a little too far with his prank.

"… what was that?" Light attempted to sound indifferent, but his voice betrayed him. He was angry.

"Just a toy. Want one?"

Light shook his head, annoyed. He would get back at the boy for sure. He could still feel a little of the electric shock in the palm of his hand. He actually did want one of those but he would never admit it. Or at the very least, he wouldn't get it from that L. His four-year-old pride didn't allow him to do so.

Mr. Yagami looked away from the amusing pair, feeling like he was in some sort of TV show. He didn't spend much time with his family so he was still not used to seeing his intelligent son act so maturely for his age.

"They're an interesting pair, aren't they?"

Mr. Yagami turned towards the source of the voice- Light's teacher. He'd been so engrossed watching his son he hadn't noticed somebody approaching him. He was the head of the police department of his city. It was strange for him not to notice even the lightest footsteps.

"They are fascinating" He answered the teacher honestly.

"Indeed they are. I am very glad to be their teacher" She was really only thinking of the praises she would get for having such smart children. She could already imagine herself bragging about how she taught them to read and write at such a young age. Both of them knew how to do that already, she was sure by watching their little exchange. Deciding the kids had had enough time to cry and say their goodbyes to their parents, she called them in to the classroom. The cries grew louder when parents forced the kids to enter the classroom. She was starting to get a headache. She then noticed two pairs of wide eyes staring up at her. For some reason, she felt a little embarrassed. She fixed her facial features into a large Colgate smile as she looked back down at the two. Their stares were unnerving. She opened her mouth to order them into the classroom but they nodded at exactly the same time and walked away before she could say anything. Keeping her eyes on them, she noticed their steps were also in sync. Were they aware of it? They resembled twins- the kind that claim to be absolutely different, but yet can't stay away from each other. They also radiated a sort of unapproachable aura together. Once again, just like twins who live in their own little world that no one else can see nor touch.

"Alright everyone, gather around and form a half-circle. We are going to get to know each other!" exclaimed the teacher, faking excitement. She ordered them to say their name, what they wanted to be when they grew up, and anything else they wished to share.

Light watched with a bored expression as everyone shared their life stories. One unhandsome kid broke a hand last December, another fell from a window of a 4th floor but grew wings miraculously, saving himself. One obese boy apparently had four girlfriends, another one lived in a castle and was a prince. Of course, there were those who were too shy and scared to say much of anything. Two girls cried and hid behind the teacher, and one skinny boy even peed his pants. Disgusting. Light was ashamed to be with such a class. When his turn finally came, he noticed a pair of black eyes watching him curiously, and Light suddenly had an idea.

"I am Light. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, and today I met a nasty boy who doesn't shower, has head lice, big green boogers, and likes to look under girls' skirts" Light stated with an exaggerated disgusted expression. His eyes never left L's. All the children asked who the nasty boy was but Light only smiled and sat back down. L looked at him and stood up.

"My name is L. I want to be a detective when I grow up, and today I met a mean boy who electrocuted my hand when I asked if I could play with him. He said he didn't play with nasty boys." L also forced his features into a pout and sagged his shoulders, looking at the ground.

Light was shocked. That L completely turned things against him. And he lied! Well, Light did lie first. He watched in astonishment as the class responded to their revelations.

"L is the nasty boy Light met!" One girl shouted.

"He looks at girls' panties!"

"EW! L is nasty!"

"No he isn't! Light lied! He's the nasty one!"

"Light is a liar!"

"Light is mean!"

"Light wants to be a doctor so he can look at girls' panties!"

"EW! Light is nasty!"

"Look! Light has boogers!"

"Light doesn't shower!"

"Light is stupid!"

"Light is ugly!"

"Nasty Light! Nasty Light! Nasty liar Light!"

Mrs. Brown[the teacher] couldn't hold it anymore. She would have normally found the scene unfolding in front of her eyes annoying and unpleasant, but for some reason she found it absolutely hilarious. She removed her hand covering her mouth and released a laugh she'd been suppressing. She just couldn't help it. The poor little proud boy was being picked on, but he brought it upon himself. He'd expected the opposite to happen; he probably never expected L to retaliate. She knew her actions were unprofessional but for the moment she didn't care. She wanted to see how the genius boy would respond.

Light felt moisture gathering in the corner of his eyes. How could this be happening to him? Not only did his plan to humiliate L fail, but it turned against him and now… now everyone one was accusing him of such horrible things! All children were shouting and laughing at him at once, even the teacher! Nobody had ever even raised his voice at him before, much less insulted him in such a way. He didn't know what to do. One single tear actually escaped one of his eyes without his permission, but he wiped it away before anyone could see. But L saw, Light was sure of it. The thought made him angry, very angry.

Sure enough, L noticed the reddening of Light's eyes. All children had now gathered around Light and were progressively shouting more elaborate insults. Finally, Light stood up and broke away from the group, walking straight toward L. His hands were clenched in little fists, but he stopped walking when he was about one foot away from L. The boys stared at each other until finally Light opened his mouth to loudly state,

"I do not talk to nasty boys"

L considered the meaning of that for a moment.

"…Then I'm not nasty?"

"I do not talk to nasty boys" Light repeated.

"…okay…"

The boys stared at each other some more, then broke into a silly laugh.

"I can't believe you! You're the one who gave me a hand shock!"

"And you're probably the one that likes to look under girls' skirts. That's why you got so offended" L responded.

"I do not!"

Mrs. Brown decided it was time to stop the madness. The amusing pair had apparently made up, or so it seemed. That unapproachable aura had surrounded them again. As the class went on, the two constantly insulted one another but laughed it off afterwards. As she expected, they were far above everyone else in terms of knowledge and abilities, probably two or three grades ahead.

The days that followed were the same, with loud, stupid children and the inseparable pair of geniuses that constantly argued and competed in every single thing they did. They were the highlight of Mrs. Brown's days. She paid close attention to everything they did and said. She wanted to be a witness to their astonishing progress and evolution.

Those two would change history together. She was absolutely sure of it.