Warning: Light says 'damn' in this chapter. A LOT.

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Drip, drip, drip, drip...

That was the only noise Light heard in his jail cell. The dripping of the damn faucet in the corner. And it was driving him nuts. Someone. Make it. STOP. He thought as he lay on his wooden bunk in an orange jumpsuit staring at the ceiling.

"What kind of jail is this!?" He said to himself sitting up once again to try to get the sink to stop. "The bunk is wood with cotton on it and it comes with no toilet paper. I came in here 3 days ago and I still haven't gotten my registered one phone call. Idiot guard says, 'Oh, it's broken, be fixed in an hour.' And on top of all this, I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN HERE." Light whispers harshly to himself.

"Finally losing your mind, eh?" Said a voice behind Light on the other side of the bars. "That's kinda good, you could plead for insanity that way. Judge might let ya off."

Light put his hands to his face and moaned. It was the 'idiot guard', Demigawa. He was the one that busted him, Near, and Watari on the street doing their 'brother scam' for money to pay the bills in the skyscraper. Demigawa only arrested Light though, since Near was a minor. And since then the guard has been assigned as Light's guard for his whole stay until his trial.

"I'm not losing my mind. And I told you already that I didn't do that much wrong. You won't listen to me." Light growled still messing around with the pipes below the rusty sink.

"Didn't do much wrong? You were caught swindling people out of their hard-earned money and forcing an innocent little boy and old man to go along with your plot. I think you did much wrong." Demigawa said twirling his baton. "Oh and also, if your not losing your mind then why are you turning the faucet the wrong way?"

That's when Light blew up. "What kind of DAMN jail is this?! The DAMN phone is broken! The bed is made of DAMN wood with no DAMN blankets. The DAMN faucet won't stop DRIPPING! There's no DAMN toilet paper and no plunger to unclog the DAMN toilet!"

"Boy, you really like saying that word, do ya?"

"DAMN RIGHT I DO! I can say it ALL DAMN day!"

"Well, since you can say it all day, I'll leave you to it. I'll just tell the next inmate that they could use the newly fixed phone next."

Light paused and stood up straight. He tried to wipe the sneer off his face as he turned to Demigawa. "Give me the phone, Please. I am in desperate need to call someone who could explain this whole situation. Possibly my lawyer."

"That's more like it." Demigawa said unlocking the cell door and leading Light towards the new phone on the wall. "Take a crack at it. Newly polished and painted, it is."

Light took the phone from its cradle and hurriedly dialed L's private cell. He waited impatiently for the ringing to stop and then L answered, "Hello L speaking. Are you finally going to deliver my 95th strawberry cake or do I have to come down there? You won't like me when I'm hungry."

"L, it's me Light. What have you been doing for the past THREE days?! I've been rotting in here with a dripping faucet, clogged toilet, and a guard dumber than Matsuda!"

Suddenly Matsuda's voice came onto the phone. "There's someone dumber than me!? Finally. Oh wait, I mean HEY, I'm not that dumb!"

Then L came back. "Don't worry Light, we're working on a few plans to get you out. They may not all work though, so don't count on getting out before the trial. Oh, I'm enlisting the help of Near, Matt, and Mello too."

"Wait. Those BRATS? NO WAY. Have you forgotten that one of them is the reason wh- L? L, you better not have hung up. L!" Light shouted for awhile more than put down the phone. He happened to glance down at his hand and see that is was red with paint from the phone. Stupid guard, stupid jail, stupid L. Stupid FAUCET.