Title: A prize to die for
Author: MyOTPisItaDeiSaso
Anime/Manga: Death Note, Naruto
Summary: AU. Prized detective L and his three assistants, Matt, Mello and Near, are alerted by the strange deaths of band members in a large international band contest in the form of heart attacks. They suspect the band, Kira, an upcoming band to be the cause but they have no evidence. To get it they have to go undercover. Enter Wammy's. That's not all they have to deal with, they have to deal with Mello's crazy cousin and his band Akatsuki and not to mention all the other annoying bands such as Konoha and the Investigation Force.
Pairings: Dunno yet, any suggestions? Yaoi, Het but no Yuri :)
Rating: T, due to Hidan and his foul mouth. (In later chapters)
Disclaimer: I do not own Death or Naruto, if I did I'll be rich and this would not be fanfiction but fact. Oh and there would be a lot more yaoi and cute children moments. However I do own the plot (if there is one that is :P)
Prologue
A swirl of thick, smelly smoke came from the man's cigarette as he fulfilled his filthy habit despite the problems it was causing his lungs, ruining his singing voice which he desperately needed to help his band win the largest music competition in the solar system, if not the universe.
Yes he was talking about the Rapplen*. This year the competition was even larger than ever, new faces kept showing up with real talent such as the new band, Kira he believed it was called. It was a good name for it as well seeing as it was shooting up the ranks, killing most bands' hope to win. In fact it was amazing that his band had even managed to rank on the same level as them. But unlike this new band, his band had experience in the field of the Rapplen seeing as they had come second last year.
He smirked, taking a gulp of wine directly from the bottle, the red liquid pouring down his throat as he hardly tasted the alcohol, Kira would not know what hit them when their equipment got sabotaged. Poor naive kids, unused to the harsh world of the music business. Well, sucks to be them.
He took another puff of his guilty pleasure before stiffening; his cigarette fell from his limp fingers and lips, the wine bottle in his other hand slipping from loose fingers. Smashing against the floor, sending shards of glass flying into the air and shooting across the ground, as he brought his hands to his chest. He could feel a searing pain throughout his chest and going up his left arm. His heart clenching, his eyes went wide as he hurriedly tried to take a much needed breath but failing as his body refused to operate, it was like an elephant was sitting on his chest, squishing the breath out of him.
His head felt light and he could not think properly but he was filled with dread for some reason. He jolted once before hitting the ground. Hard. His face smacked against the cold ground, his body sprawled awkwardly from how he fell. Glass embedded in his skin, drawing blood from where he had fell on the glass from the bottle he had dropped. On his face was frozen one expression for ever, a mixture of shock and terror, after all who expects to have a heart attack and when you are actually having one, who does not get afraid?
He had been dead before he had hit the ground.
*Rapplen, mixture of apple and ramen, the two major foods in both animes/mangas, apple for DN, ramen for Naruto.
A/N: Review or you'll die of a heart attack. (Well not really as that's just mean :P)