Disclaimer: No, I don't own the manga (or anime, movie, ect) Death Note. this is only fiction. no one was harmed during the making of this fiction... except me, because I sat on a tack...

Death Note

Soccer moms….


"People, I'm glad you all could make it" The detective, L, spoke, his voice low so as not to arouse suspicion from only-god-knows-who with him. "You see, I have some very bad news.."

His retainer, known as Watari, spoke up after gaining the attention of the occupants of the room; Light, Misa and the other detectives assigned to the Kira case. "As you all know, the manga 'Death Note' is highly violent and is unsuitable for younger readers" the older man stopped so as to make certain that he wasn't being ignored.

"And even though there is a age rating on the books, parents who are too stupid to check the reading material of their children and have allowed the purchase of these books, and are now blaming the bookstores for not warning them and for allowing these children to buy said books" Watari finished, looking around the room at the other occupants.

"Let me guess.. America?" Light drawled sarcastically.

"Light… are you psychic?" L asked, his eyes widening slightly, so much so that the others actually noticed..

"I wish I was.."

L cleared his throat before speaking, "The person responsible for this complaint happens to be a soccer mom, for your information.. If you were wondering, that is.."

"This isn't fair! Isn't there anything we can do?" Misa shouted.

"No, unfortunately.. Just because one soccer mom complains, that must mean that she has one million backers" L muttered, glaring at the floor.

The room fell silent as everyone pondered their situation, none of the detectives having any ideas surface at all.

Suddenly, Light broke the silence, asking L the fateful question.

"What was the soccer mom's name again?"


A/N Okay, not really a note, but bear with me... it's a rant.. this came into existence because I had the extreme unfortune to get stuck behind a soccer mom complaining that her child was reading a suggestive manga at home, and that she did not know that there was an age rating on the book... It was enough to make me scream out loud and catch her attention, only to be met with these words...

"what is your problem!" God, please help us..or at least the smart ones...