Light woke up on the ground, his face up against the tiled floor.
"Ew, gross!" He shouted, standing up quickly and brushing himself off. Glancing at everyone's lifeless forms, he figured they must still be knocked out. Stupid fools, he mused. His head was spinning and he felt nauseous as he took a few steps forward. Wait a minute, he thought, catching a glimpse of his arm. Something was definitely not right.
"Why...why am I wearing pajamas!" he exclaimed, examining the long white sleeved shirt he
now happened to be wearing. He ran a hand through his hair out of nervousness and found it to be soft, fluffy, and much too long for his liking. What the hell was going on? That's when he caught sight of HIS body on the ground.
"What-what," he stammered, rubbing his eyes, unsure of what he was seeing. No way! This can't be real! Maybe I'm dreaming, he thought to himself. But whether it was a dream or not, he had to know what was happening. Picking up the nearest item, Mello's unopened chocolate bar, he took a few unsteady steps over to his body and poked it. The body groaned and "Light's" eyes flickered open. Gasping as the fake Light turned his head toward him, a bemused expression on his face, the real Light walked backwards and stumbled over L's body.
L shot right up and let out a long string of curse words while cradling his head in his arms. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR," he roared, shooting a death glare in the real Light's direction. "You don't just go stepping on people like that you stupid idiot!" Light cocked his head to the side, unable to form words with his own mouth. He was beyond shocked. L swearing? And yelling? That was so unlike him.
"Look, L, something weird happened when Matsuda pressed that button on the machine Watari made.." Light started to say but as rudely cut off by L.
His eyes narrowed and he quickly stood up. "What are you playing at Near? I'm not L! It's me Mello. Are you blind you moron! And where's my god damn chocolate!"
Now it was Light's turn to look confused. Did he say Near..? That's when he caught his reflection in the window opposite of him. His mouth dropped open like a brick. He had white hair. And white pajamas! And...and...he WAS Near! Light dropped to the ground, grasping at his hair, no wait, Near's hair! "Ahhhhhh," he screamed, "What the hell is going on?"
Light's scream was so loud that the body's of Misa and Matsuda were stirring and starting to wake up.
Mello rolled his eyes. Well, it looks like Near has finally lost it and crack after all these years, he thought to himself. Actually, he felt a little sick himself. And his feet were freezing! He glanced down noticing he was barefoot. "Where the hell are my shoes? And why does it hurt to stand up straight?" His back felt so unbelievably sore. Raising his arms in a yawning position, Mello cracked his back and glanced over at the door thinking he should get out of here so he could buy some chocolate. That's when Mello spotted his own body as well, right next to the Matsuda shaking his head. And that's when he fainted.
L couldn't believe his eyes. He just watched his own body faint. The gears in his mind started whirring right away, wondering how on Earth that was possible. He assumed that something must have happened to put some people, or possibly even everyone in this room, into a different body. He glanced down at the body he was in, afraid to find out who it was. From the tie and nice dress clothes he was wearing, he assumed it either had to be Light or Matsuda. Oh, I hope it's Light, L thought grinning to himself. Than I can find out how he kills people and expose him as Kira! He stood up so he could glance in the window and see his reflection.
"Oh no," he sighed. "Not this idiot's body," he said, watching Matsuda's face stare back at him with a cold and calculating expression.
The first thing Matsuda saw when he finally came to his senses was Near's body thrashing about on the floor, freaking out, and his own body slightly hunched over and in the process of kicking his shoes off.
L noticed Light staring intently at him. "And who are you?" he asked, curious as to know who was in Light's body.
Matsuda stood up shakily, and answered, "It's me, Mat-Matsuda. May I ask why there' s another me?"
"Why don't you take a look at your reflection," L said, his thumb (well, Matsuda's thumb really!) pressed up against his lip. That's when he remembered whose body was in and he spit the thumb out.
"Ahh! I'm Light!" he exclaimed. At the sound of his voice, Light's ears perked up. Standing up, he ran over and tackled the fake Light to the ground.
"Who are you?" Light demanded. He needed to know who was in his body. This could be very bad. They could find his Death Note if they happened to waltz over to his house. Or, what if Ryuuk showed himself to them? He gasped at the very thought.
Matsuda had to admit, it was definitely strange to have Near attack him. "It's me Matsuda," he said with a grin on his face. "Are you the real Light?"
Well, at least Matsuda's an idiot, Light mused. Maybe this won't turn out so bad after all. "Yeah, it's me," Light said, grinning evily. In fact, Matsuda also has a big sense of justice. If only I could get him to work for me...hm...but that means I have to watch out for Matsuda's body, who I can only guess is L. Who else stands like that?
