I do not claim ownership over Death Note, Bakuman, or their characters. *May be a crossover*
L's POV
L stared at the ceiling of the plane, waiting alone as Watari instructed the pilots on what trajectory they would take. Even though they both had perfectly viable flying licenses-Watari insisted on using a plane disguised as if it was for public use.
L looked around the clean and brightly lit plane. Not a spec of real color-only light grays and deep blues. Which was how he liked it. To surround himself in such a dull and entirely mundane environment L was insuring he would be able to process the case in front of him without any unnecessary distraction. Besides his cake, because it is totally necessary.
'Kira, who are you?' He thought to himself, looking out the window in time to see the plane liftoff from the runway.
Light's POV
Light was walking out of school when he was pulled to the side of the building by one of his classmates.
"Didn't I tell you Yagami? Do you think I'm dumb?" The male shook him by the shoulders-hitting Light's head against the school building. Earning a hiss from Light as he inquires, "Is this a rhetorical question?"
Another head banging ensues earning an additional exhale of air from Light as he tries to squirm out of the hold. "What's this about anyway?" Light asks.
"I told you to get that report in for me by today-" He says.
"I did what's wrong with it?" Light asks shoving the other boys away from him.
"Sensei didn't believe I wrote it."
"Shocker." Another shove. "What do you want me to do about it?"
"Your going to tell Sensei you did not write it-but you and I got together and you've been helping me study." This plan was oddly agreeable.
"Wouldn't it be easier if you actually had me as a tutor?" Light asks.
"I pay you to put equations and essays in a bin-for the purpose I don't have to study. Anything else would not be agreeable. It'll be even worse for you if I get revealed-I'll tell them how you've been accepting money from me to cheat."
"Won't that just put you in more trouble?"
"Maybe-but I don't give a damn as long as I'm not the only one going down."
"Okay then-give me your list of assignments." Light hold out his hand to take the list. "From now on-we'll turn it in a day or two later depending on what class you in...it won't be as noticeable then."
"Why would we do that?"
"Rule number one: Don't seem committed. If you do they'll get suspicious-they never expected anything intelligent to come out of your brain so when I graduate their going to be surprised if you start flunking out again." Light says reading over the list.
The boy nodded along and agreed. "Hey!" He said partially in enthusiasm. "Your kind of good at these criminal acts even though your dad's a cop." He then patted Light on the shoulder as if they suddenly became best bros and turned to leave.
Light gave a small laugh when he was gone and picked up his school bag from where it leaned on the side of the building.
"He has no idea." A metallic voice chuckled next to Light earning a small glance from said boy-who just continued to walk home as if nothing had happened. Which was okay-considering...to the rest of the world absolutely nothing had just happened.