One Cold Sunny Day

Summary: L has many friends across the globe, and a curious call makes him smile one morning. Requesting the presence of Mello, Near and Matt, he decides to send them on a week long vacation to a world not of their own. Oh, what fun is sure to transpire in this world, of Kagome Higurashi?

Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Death Note

Pairing: Kagome/L

Genre: Romance/Humor

Rated: M just in case!

A/N: Doesn't follow the InuYasha timeline, or much of the Death Note timeline for that matter.

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The Call

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L stared in annoyance at the screen before him, having watched the little skit between Light, who he thought to be Kira, Misa, who he thought to be the Second Kira, and Souchiro, who had just pulled the trigger of 'truth'. He'd laugh out loud in denial if it were in him to do so; but seeing as it wasn't, he stared irritably at the screen.

"Were you watching, Ryuzaki? I did exactly as you said, and as you can see, I'm still alive..."

He was almost tempted to say, something like, of course you are, your son probably saw through the act, but instead, he "Yes, it was a convincing performance. If Amane were the second Kira, who only needs to see a person's face to kill them, there's no doubt she would have killed you before you had a chance to fire your weapon. Also if Light was in fact Kira, the Kira I know wouldn't hesitate to kill even his own father to save himself. With Light, in particular, I cannot rule out the possibility that he may've seen through our act at some point, however as we agreed, I will end their confinement immediately. And as we discussed, Amane will remain under surveillance until Kira is apprehended. Although she insists the tapes we found were just occult videos, the physical evidence we have, plus her confession, suggest otherwise." He could feel Aizawa and Matsuda staring at him as if he were crazy. Oh, how he so enjoyed causing confusion among the ranks. He didn't know why they were so surprised, considering just how adamant he's been about Light being Kira. What were they expecting? Did they really think he was going to let them go?

"Hey, no fair! You still suspect me?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't complain. You get to go back to your normal life. If you are innocent, the surveillance shouldn't be a threat to you. Think of it as complimentary police protection."

L watched as Souchiro explained Misa's predicament.

Misa's eyes brightened, "Oh, I get it. Since I'm not the second Kira, it'll be kinda like I have my very own private body guards."

Really, he found it hard to imagine Misa being anything more than a mere footnote in the real Kira's plan; she lacked the essential stability needed to be Kira. "As for your partin this agreement, Light, you and I would be together twenty four-seven, and that's how we'll remain until we bring Kira to justice."

"Fine by me. We'll catch Kira together." Light said, staring straight into the camera that he now knew was watching him.

"...yes. I look forward to working with you." He cut off contact with the car and sighed, 'I need something sweet.'

Watari entered the room a moment later with a plate, a slice of strawberry cheesecake on it, a single strawberry innocently topping the dessert. "Ryuzaki, sir, a call..." He held the cell phone out, "It's Miss. Midoriko."

'Kagome!' He ignored the plate that Watari placed in front of him and took the phone with his thumb and pointer finger holding it to his ear. "..." He said nothing, and although he could feel Matsuda next to him, hovering beside him, listening in on his conversation, he didn't pull away. He had, over the while he'd spent working with the group of Officers, taken a distinct liking to the outspoken, optimistic and oblivious Matsuda.

"Oi, you there?"

'Indeed, it is Kagome...' He gave a small smile before picking up a fork and knocking the strawberry off the cheesecake and onto the plate. "I'm here, how are you?"

"L! My little cuddle bunny! I'm great, and you? I saw you broadcasting a while back, thought I'd drop you a line." Matsuda was almost pressed against him now. Irritably, he stood up and walked off away, taking Matsuda by surprise and causing his ever klutzy friend to fall back into the buttons, "So how's it going with case? Pulling your hair out yet?"

L turned quickly, looking startled at the speaker as he let it drop from his ear. He sat back down and stabbed the strawberry with the fork he still held, "You talk like you've figured it out." He popped it into his mouth and frowned when he got no response. "Have you?" He looked sideways at Matsuda he gave a sheepish grin and silent apology.

"Now what kind of girl would I be if I just told you the answer to all of your problems?"

"...the helpful kind?"

"Hmm, hehe~!" There was a shuffle of papers in the background before silence and talking once more, "Well, from what a little birdie told me, I'd be keeping my eyes on that Yagami kid. He reminds me of your counter part, B."

"Light isn't Kira! We have proof!"

L threw his fork at Matsuda who jumped and ducked the prongs of the metal instrument.

"...to the one who spoke, a question of wisdom..."

Matsuda, unsure of what she meant, answered hesitantly, "Y-yes?"

"Have you captured Kira?"

"No, not yet."

"Then a word to the wise, until you capture your unknown culprit, don't rule out anyone! Especially someone as intelligent as Light Yagami, he's got the mind span of a genius, and I'm sure he doesn't use his free time just looking at the daily stats. You are obviously a good hearted boy, but you are too easily taken in by things you hope to be true, rather than using your head and looking past childish wishes! Now, no more talking! Back to you L, as I was saying, Light reminds me of B, and I'm sure you know of what I mean."

"Yes...but I refuse to compare him to B...B..."

"L, B was a good kid; yes, he took a lot of wrong turns, he wanted recognition, but since he could never beat you as the worlds greatest detective...he decided to go about it differently. He lost in the outcome, but he is still not a bag guy. He will never be a bad guy..."

"He's a murderer."

"...I don't believe that, L. I know what a murderer is, having dealt with a fair share of them myself, B was no murderer."

"Fine then, what was it you needed." He knew he wouldn't win the argument on B, she had always had a soft spot for the twisted copycat.

"Oh, I had a...small, tiny, itsy bitsy favor to ask..."

"Ah..." He shut his eyes, "I'm not going to need to bail you out of jail again, am I? The last few times you've asked favors of me, I've been forced to do things...less than commendable..."

"...no...no, I'm not in Jail, that was about three weeks ago, by the way, Judah say's to send his regards, he wants to see you when he gets out."

L couldn't stop his left eyes from twitching, "Yes, I'm sure he does. Judah Kross, 25 years to life for Second Degree Murder, you and him are on talking terms?"

"Not just! He showed me a picture of his baby girl, she is such a cutie, also, you got in the way last time and ended up paying for it, and then you chose to bail me out of jail. I was just fine! My officer dude and I were on gamer terms! He and I would play cards during break time...but...on a serious note, L...I called for that favor."

At this point, everyone in the room was listening curiously, "What is it?"

"...I want your kids..."

The initial comment left the room silent, and he would have laughed had he not been thinking the request over. "...what for?"

"Do you really need to ask?"

"No, I really don't, we both grew up there, though, me more than you. You never really aged, did you...though, I recall it being fun while you and I were there."

"HA~! You mean while I was there! You always had your nose in a law book, five years old and you were totting around International Persecution! L, I want your successors to come stay with me, just for a few weeks, I promise, you can have them back after tree weeks, but every five months, I want them back for another three weeks, understand?"

"You make it sound like I have a choice." He sighed, "Fine, three weeks, every five months, I'll have Near, Mello and Matt informed right away." He looked at Watari who nodded.

"Wait!"

Both paused, L asked curiously, "What is it?"

"I don't want you to tell them where they are going or who I am, I want there to be some element of surprise~!"

'Oh, they'll be surprised...I'm sure of that.' He nodded to himself, but agreed anyways. "Alright then, what is your location?"

"Don't worry about that, L. I already set up three tickets for them at the Winchester, London Airport, it's under 'Midoriko'. I'll have my driver pick them up. Also, I sent you something else, having dug a little deeper into your case. Don't laugh, and don't toss it aside. Read it seriously, and take it into account...talk to you again, Love you L!"

"...yeah...love you too..."

~CLICK~

He closed the cell and watched Watari return to his job, informing Roger, who would inform Near, Mello and Matt.

"Ryuzaki, who was that? Your wife?"

"..." He side glanced at Matsuda, "She's a witch, and she'll cast a spell on you...steal your heart..."

Matsuda laughed, "So you're in love!"

"...then she'll eat it."

Matsuda stopped laughing, stared at L as he walked out of the room, nibbling on the tip of his thumb in thought with wide curious eyes lost in wonder.

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(London, Winchester)

(One Day Later)

"What the hell does L think he's doing?" Three boys sat at Winchester Airport, waiting for their flight to be called. One with blonde hair cut just above his shoulders, dressed in an all black outfit that consisted of sweat pants and a sweat shirt. Piercing blue eyes gazed down at the ticket in hand. "And who the hell is Midoriko?"

"I would say an Alias...but L doesn't strike me as the type to take on a female name..."

The comment came from a boy, slightly smaller in stature, sitting curled up on a seat, and dressed in an attire that was made up of a button up white dress shirt and light blue jeans. His hair was white and styled in something akin to messy, curled, waves, shaped similarly to an afro, only...not. His charcoal gray eyes watched his surroundings with a critical and analytical gaze.

"No one asked for your opinion, sheep boy!"

"I'm sorry, Mello, but you didn't really direct your question to a singular person. I assumed it was to anyone who felt it necessary to reply. I will try not to make anymore assumptions."

"Grr...DAMN IT!" Mello, the blonde, snatched a chocolate bar from the bag beside him and took a bite; a snapsound was extracted from the chocolate bar, something only Mello seemed capable of doing.

"Hey, your being loud Mello. We will draw attention to us if you keep that up," A boy with auburn red hair and green eyes, dressed in a stripped white and black shirt, and blue jeans, commented as he continued beating his thumbs against the handheld game console that he held.

"Well, if he wasn't so damn annoying, I wouldn't be so loud!"

"Mello is loud even when I'm not in the vicinity,"

Mello saw red, and had it not been for the announcer calling to the Airports Attention, he probably would have made an attempt at the Albino's life.

~Flight 120B is now boarding, Flight 120B is now boarding. Passenger's, please make their way to Gate 11 in the West p─~

"That's us," Mello muttered. Grabbing his bag and Near's, he walked to the terminal entrance where a flight attendant smiled down at him. Normally, he would have left the annoying kids luggage, but he'd been told by Roger to carry it. The little sheep never touched things that weren't in his normal or everyday routine. Luggage was especially not in his normal or everyday routine.

"Tickets please," The flight attendant held her hands out and took their tickets, scanning them, she smiled, "Are you three brothers?"

The auburn haired boy answered before either of the other two could say anything. "Yeah, half-brothers. We are on our way to see our Aunt Midoriko."

"I see, well that sounds like fun." She looked at the tickets and smiled, "You look like a Matt, am I right?"

"Yep! The blond with the foul temper is my older brother Mello, and the anti-social Albino is my younger brother Near, sadly, I'm stuck right in the middle."

"Ah, I see, well, have fun on your trip, kay~" She smiled and waved as the three boarded the train, each looking at their tickets.

"Window seat!" Matt called, Mello sat down beside him in the middle and Near sat at the end. Normally, it would have occurred to Mello and Matt that there was a problem with this sitting arrangement, but at this current moment, neither seemed to be aware of what the aisle seat entailed, and what would come of placing Near in that particular seat.

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Me: NEXT TIME ON One Cold Sunny Day! Mello, Matt and Near have a little bit of Personal Turbulence on the plane ride to somewhere, and after a dispute between Mello and Near, the flight becomes calmly silent. But where there is surely a peaceful silence...a storm is sure to follow. What waits for them, upon their arrival? FIND OUT NEXT TIME, ON DRAGON BALL Z~...wrong anime? Sorry, FIND OUT NEXT TIME, ON One Cold Sunny Day!