Ok, so a quick fic on all our favourite detectives/crazy genius people of Deathnote. So basically they are playing a game of spades (If you don't know what it is you can look it up...or not. Your choice;) L and Light are partners just as Mello and Near are and the game is tied 2 all and apparently winning matters so yeah...
Enjoy:)
"...hmmm..."
"...L...Hurry up!"
"Listen Light, this takes an immense amount of concentration. One wrong move and we could be finished"
"Guys...it's just a game of Spades"
"Shut Up Mello!"
Four players sat around a green table, each holding cards. The game was Spades and the aim was to get the correct amount of tricks you stated at the beginning of the game. The player sitting opposite would be your partner and both of you would work to win. Spades, of course, was the trump set and could be used if the suit being put down was not in your possession. The highest card otherwise, would get the round of cards or "trick".
"Ok Light, can you cover me?"
"Of course! Now please hurry!"
As L throws the card down Near flashes a quick smile in almost a devious way before returning to his normal poker face . He then throws his card down.
"Near...what the hell Near?! How am I supposed to play on that!? You know I don't have that card so why'd'you waste it?" Mello said rather devastated. He hated to lose.
"Because, and if you had been paying attention Mello, Light does not have a higher card, therefore we win. You should really be paying more attention although that is a rare thing, especially for the likes of you " Near laughed casually at Mello's quick red turning face. He looked as if he was about to explode. Suddenly he(Mello) sprang out of his seat and charged to the fridge in the corner.
"Mello, you really ought to control you chocolate addiction. It gets on everyone's nerves, especially L" Near pointed in L's direction who was still traumatized by his recent defeat.
"Hey! Hey! can we all just calm down? Back off Near, I can see what you're doing!" The responsible adult in Light was starting to finally show, though it was a bit too late.
"And what's with you Light? Why were you not paying attention? That is unlike you. Maybe it has something to do with your age...hmm what do you think Mello?" Near was clearly enjoying this. Mello who had just returned to his seat was biting into a just-bought, brand new, rather expensive looking bar of chocolate. L stopped shaking and quickly looked up.
"Hey that's mine..." L looked as though he going to cry, for he had just lost his most expensive treat of the week to some crazy chocolate junkie who by comparison had way less neurones firing up there than the great detective L. Light just massaged his head with his hands and sighed at the events unfolding before him.
"Ok I am going now...so feel free to wake me up and disturb my natural sanity as well as my well-overworked brain tomorrow"
"But Light. You cannot leave" L had changed his demeanor to match that of an executioner at a funeral. "What the hell?!" Was all Light could think of.
"Well...why not?"
"Because..."L turned span quickly on his swirly chair and grabbed a steel (and rather menacing) looking box. "We still haven't played poker with poker chips!"
So how was that? Did you like it? Did you hate it? Leave your thoughts in a review and tell me if I should do more or not (I do have a few ideas)
Also (because I do what I want) I am taking requests on one-shots so if you want me to do one, just specify what kind and ask. I'm more than happy to take pretty much anything so yeah...Fire away!
