Sugar crash

Welcome to my latest story everybody! So I was just reading some volumes of Death Note (I miss L he was entertaining :( ) when an idea hit me. What if L ran out of sweets? So this is my answer to that question. I do not own Death Note. Now please read, review and enjoy!

L yawned and stretched as he woke up, the tugging from the hand cuffs waking Light in the process. Ignoring Light's grumbling about it being too early, he proceeded to walk into the kitchen to start his day. He opened one cabinet to find it completely empty, the chocolates that were there completely gone.

"Huh. Okay I'll just have some cake then." He said opening the fridge.

The fridge was completely empty, not even a crumb of the several cakes he had kept in there.

"Okay...tea and sugar I guess."

Not one bag of his sweet tea, or even a sugar cube could be found. L began to panic, dragging the unfortunate Light around with him.

"What is wrong with you?!" Light growled at him as he was smacked into a wall by the frantic detective.

"Where did you hide the sugar? Where?!" He yelled at him, shaking him violently.

"How could I steal your sugar? I'm handcuffed to you remember?!"

L just let go of light and continued to search frantically for his sweets. There had to be at least something left! He checked in his wall safe where he had some perfectly crafted rock candy, but it was empty. He opened the false monitor in the computer room, but his Swedish chocolate bars were gone too. He checked his dozens of other hiding spots, but still nothing. Even the lollipops that he'd hidden under his shoes in his closet had been stolen!

"Come on, come on! There has to be something!" He near screamed as he literally started to tear up the entire task force head quarters.

"What is with you? All of this over some stupid sweets?!" Light yelled at him, attracting the manic detectives attention, instantly regretting it.

L grabbed Light around the neck, his grip tightening around the young mans throat.

"Where'd you hide them? I know you did it! Tell me!"

"I-I didn't t-take your sugar. I swear!" He croaked, trying to pull off the mad detectives hands.

"I'VE BEEN RUNNING ON NOTHING BUT SUGAR SINCE I WAS FIVE!" He shouted, his voice starting to slur.

"Tell me...where you...put...my..."

The detective collapsed, pinning Light underneath him. It was a few more minutes before any of the other task members arrived that morning, matsuda being the first.

"Hey Light, Ryuzaki! I think we have a lead on the-" matsuda trailed off as he saw the awkward tangle of bodies.

"I'm just gonna...bye!"

Light growled with irritation, trying to get up. But he was completely pinned by the worlds greatest detective, who was currently in a sugar with drawl induced coma.

Outside the task force headquarters, a very familiar shinigami flapped down onto the street below. Sitting on a bench was miss Misa amane, who smiled as Ryuk set down beside her. In his long incredibly strong arms was all of L's favorite chocolate.

"You sure you got it all?" Misa asked as Ryuk set down the bundle.

"Yep, hyuk hyuk, there ain't one grain of sugar left in the entire building." The shinigami chuckled.

"GET THIS F$%&ING SUGAR ADDICT OFF ME!" They heard from the headquarters high above their heads.

Both just turned and looked at each other, both breaking into a fit of laughter in a second. Misa clutched at her sides while Ryuk was literally rolling around in the street, oblivious to the cars that were running him over repeatedly. Both continued to laugh for the rest of the day; meanwhile Light was thinking of actually finding the death note and writing in certain peoples names, including the author of this story. If only he knew of the scrap in his wrist watch, too bad.

And that wraps up this little story, hope you all enjoyed it! So please review, and good night.