Alrighty then, hello one and all!! Yes, I've written more fangirlyness about Death Note. It's this thing between my friend and I: we both LOVE Death Note, and one day, I got the bright idea to start writing about our little...escapades. :D They're probably really stupid, but hey, that's our sense of humor. They're also not very well edited, I must say. I just wrote them between classes and changed whatever NEEDED changing. But I hope that they don't totally suck!

Anyways, both my friend and I are in these little stories: I am Brittany/Bitty; she is Naomi/Nomi. We're OBVIOUSLY L Stalkers, but I also love Light (when he's innocent and repeating Naomi and I's favorite line EVER: "I'm NOT Kira!!"), and she loves Matsuda.

Anyways, on with the show, and thank you for reading!! Please Review!!


L's Stalkers

Part One

Naomi and Brittany: YAY!

The sun shone through the glassy windows of the tall apartment complex. Midday had just set in, warm rays of golden sunlight illuminating an empty room….

Well, it was supposed to be empty, at least.

Brittany tried her best to suppress a soft squeal when she came across a small pile of clothes, consisting mostly of white cotton shirts and denim jeans. Now abandoning her original plan of silence, she squealed loudly, making Naomi, who was still in the living room, nearly jump in surprise. "NAOMI!! COME 'ERE!!"

Naomi rushed in the bedroom, still clutching to the half-eaten cupcake that she had found lying on the floor. "What?" she asked, huffing and puffing very slightly as she stepped in the doorway. "What's the matter? And besides, we're not supposed to be making so much noise, just in case!"

By now, Brittany had already removed her "Official L Fangirl" t-shirt for one of the white ones on the floor. With a huge smile, she brushed her brown hair out of her heavily lined eyes, looking at her "new" wrinkled white long-sleeved shirt. "I found his laundry, Naomi!"

Naomi immediately smiled, her white teeth lighting up the dark room (for Brittany had not bothered to turn the light on at her discovery, you see). "COOL!!" she exclaimed. She made her way over to the small pile of clothes that sat discarded upon the carpeted floor, picking up another shirt.

Brittany happily smiled, nearly vibrating with the joy at the fact that she was wearing a shirt that belonged to the Love of her Life. Lifting an arm to her face, she lightly sniffed the shirt's sleeve, her face beaming. "And it smells great, too!"

The smaller girl raised an eyebrow at the brunette's exclamation. Raising the shirt that she held, she smelled it. "Holy crap, he DOES smell great! It's like strawberry cupcakes!" At this, she happily snatched up a pair of pants. She still smiled, now making her way to the bathroom.

The strange girl wit ha new shirt remained in the detective's bedroom, not noticing her fellow stalker leave for another room. She was transfixed by the clothes that had been thrown carelessly on the floor. Man, she wanted to steal more….

Until she looked up and noticed that Naomi had already left the room. "Crap!" she yelled, hurriedly snatching up a pair of jeans before running out of the room to search for Naomi.

Brittany found Naomi gleefully rifling through different soaps and shampoos in the bathroom. She picked up a small bottle of hair gel. Picking up a hair that had stuck to the bottle, she examined it, holding it up to the light. It was… auburn. "Crap, this is Light's hair," she mumbled. Still holding the bottle, she looked at it for a bit. Then she shrugged, deciding that it was only Light's. Squeezing out a dime-sized drop in her open palm, the smaller fangirl lightly rubbed some gel on her Misa-style pigtails. She then set the bottle down, further exploring the bathroom.

The brunette followed suit, using the hair gel for her own straight and somewhat frizzy hair. Realizing something, Brittany smiled. "Hey, I bet that Light's head smells good! This stuff is great!" Naomi simply looked back at the spastic fangirl, slightly raising an eyebrow as if to ask what exactly was wrong with her. Brittany nervously laughed, reaching her left arm behind her head, anime style. "Ha ha, sorry about that…."

Naomi simply smiled in return, turning away to grab hold of another bottle, this one being one of shampoo. Noticing a black hair upon its surface, Naomi squealed. "This is L's bottle!!" she yelled happily. Refusing to let it go, she showed Brittany. The brunette, following fangirly suit, squealed as well, her happily closed eyes forming the classic anime half-moons.

The fangirls stayed there happily, Naomi with her new shampoo and Brittany in her new clothes (for she had now changed into the detective's jeans). They giggled and spazzed, thinking of new things to do in the apartment.

Until they heard the unlocking of the front door.

Brittany's eyes opened wide at the sudden metallic sound. She grabbed Naomi by the wrist, whispering sharply, "HIDE!!" They quickly ran to the bedroom (much to the brunette's pleasure :D), diving quickly under the large bed. Brittany held onto her clothes that she had traded for L's, Naomi to her beloved shampoo bottle.

And then they heard footsteps, the clinking of a chain, and a certain soft, eloquent voice saying, "Light, I swear, if Misa wasn't a suspect in our investigation, I'd be elated if you stopped seeing her." The stalkers heard someone sit down on the large bed, drawing their knees up to his chest.

Naomi and Brittany spazzed in silence.

- THE END! Until Part Two….


AN: In part two, Naomi and Brittany meet Light. Poor Light, he has to put up with us... but he likes it, so HA.

And always remember...

Light's NOT Kira!!

...Yes he is :D