Hasn't anyone wondered what would happen if L actually couldn't figure something out? Well, this is one situation where the mind of the world's greatest detective is put to the test…
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Deathnote.
Chapter 1
"Ryuuzaki, I'm bored. Can't we do something else besides this?"
"No, Light-kun."
"But this is so boring! I'd rather be...I don't know...sleeping!"
"Light-kun will control himself and keep his list of other things to do inside his little mind."
Inside the little hotel room that Light and L had rented, the two were both sitting on a brown leather couch with Light's thin laptop on top of one of Light's legs and one of L's. They were both looking at the small screen, doing Kira reports and looking up the latest information about the mass murderer on the most popular websites. It was early that morning, possibly around five, for L had decided to torture the teen and wake him up at an ungodly hour to do this. They had barely gotten any work done the other day, so they had to make up for it. So, with handcuffs included, they had gotten to work.
L, with his casual white T-shirt and worn out, baggy pants, was gracefully popping sugar cubes inside his mouth from the tea cup full of them on top of the wooden table a foot or more in front of him. He also had a few lollipop sticks poking out from inside his pants pocket. He was wide awake and was doing most of the typing at an insane speed. Light was yawning next to him, still wearing his purple teddy bear pajamas. He was barely paying any attention to the detective's work, but pretended to. He was more concerned about his hair.
Light grabbed at a random strand of his honey brown that was in front of his eye and pushed it to the side. Oh, how messy it was. He took a look at L's black hair and sighed. His was even worse.
"Ryuuzaki, do you do anything with your hair?" asked Light.
"Like put any of that artificially scented glob of chemicals into it?" asked L, still typing, not looking at Light at all. "No, I do not."
"That's disgusting!" shrieked Light, and grabbed the leather pillow that was next to him and hugged it.
The motion of his arm moving yanked the chain and screwed L up with his typing. He turned to the teen, putting his thumb up to his lower lip like he usually does.
"Why do you yell in fear, Light-kun? It's only hair. It's not like I do not bathe at all. I try to bathe at least twice a week."
Light smothered his face with the pillow and screamed into it. L turned away from his little breakdown and continued looking at the website he had just found.
"Light-kun, I do believe that I have found a website that will help us with the Kira investiga--Light-kun…what have you done with the light?"
The only thing that was lighting up the living room was the small laptop screen, which made L's face look even paler than it already was. Light's hand was attached to the short cord to the lamp right next to him on the coffee table, which he had yanked. The leather pillow was lying on his leg.
"I need some space from you." he said.
"I can't do that, Light-kun, and you know it. It was part of the agreement that I would have you chained with me at all times. Trust me, I wish that I could go against my word at times myself, but I am only doing this for the sake of justice. And then after this, I am going straight to psychiatric counseling."
"But I can't take it anymore!" yelled Light. He chucked the pillow at L's head and surprisingly missed it. "I can't handle this anymore! Your messy self has pushed me to my limits! I want these chains off me right now!"
"Don't be silly. Now please, turn the light back on. I can't work with only this screen's infernal, eye damaging light."
"Not until I hear that you'll let me have a day off. Starting as soon as you agree on it."
"And let the number one man in suspicion of being Kira out onto the streets to terrorize humanity once again? I think not, Light-kun."
"Watari can watch me! I'll stay with him all day long, I promise! I just need to be away from your nagging voice!"
L's wide eyes stared at Light while he popped two sugar cubes onto his tongue. This would mean that he wouldn't have to hear Light complain all day long about anything. Anything at all.
"You would be with Watari at all times?" said L. "And you wouldn't try to contact me to complain about something at all?"
"No, I wouldn't."
L picked up the laptop and put it aside him. He dug his hand into his pants pocket and pulled out a small, silver key. He grabbed the handcuffs and tried to shove the key into the keyhole, but the teen's shaking from his excitement always made him miss.
"Can Light-kun control his glee?" asked L. "His body movements are preventing me from unlocking the handcuffs."
Light obliged and his steadied his arm. The handcuff came off with a click. Light jumped onto his feet and squealed like a little cheerleader, making L cover his ears with his hands. He watched as the boy turned the light on and ran into the other room. L took out his cell phone from his pants and flipped it open, searching for the right number, and pressing the dial button. He held it up to his ear with his two fingers.
"Watari? Come to headquarters and pick up Light-kun as soon as you can. You will be watching him all day and unfortunately attending to his every girly wim and need. And please get your camera ready when you come. I have an odd suspicion that he will be running out of the building in his teddy bear pajamas."
Thirty minutes later, L was walking around the apartment, stretching out his limbs. The sun was barely leaking into the rooms, so he still had all the lights on. He left Light's laptop on the couch. It was still on the new Kira site that he had found before. He walked into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. Taking out a container of chocolate ice cream and a bowl of strawberries, he sat down with them an attempted to make himself what he would call "breakfast".
"No Light-kun," he muttered to himself, once he was done. He took his spoon and shoved the ice cream into his mouth. "I'm not used to the silence."
Suddenly, he heard beeping. He couldn't figure out where it was coming from, for he was too lazy to get up and look around. So he continued eating his little bowl of ice cream, dipping the strawberries in at times. But after an hour, he couldn't take it anymore. So L got up and walked around the place to find the beeping. He found out that it was coming from Light's computer.
L walked up to it and kneeled down in front of it. A little gray screen had appeared with a message on it and two little buttons that said "Continue" and "Abort".
" 'A virus has been detected,' " said L as he read it. " 'The virus has come from the webpage you are viewing. It is highly advised that you cancel the program before the virus has done damage to the computer. To do so, click Abort. If you wish to continue viewing the webpage, click Continue.' " L scratched his head. "Well, I don't want to abort it and lose all of the Kira information I just picked up. I'll just hit Continue then and work on the reports."
Gingerly, with his index finger, he placed it on the finger pad and moved the cursor to the "Continue" button. He clicked on it. The message had disappeared. L smiled and began to scroll down the page.
"And Watari said that I couldn't fix computers," he muttered to himself. "He may have always fixed them for me when they had problems, but I can take care of a little obstacle and not wreck it. I shall call Watari later on and let him know of my newly aquired skill."
L's smiled disappeared when the screen froze. The laptop started making a hissing noise and the screen's picture became distorted. The screen suddenly went black and the laptop did nothing but whiz for just a minute, before all the lights went out on it and nothing was heard at all.
L just sat there, in front of the laptop, with his thumb to his lower lip. He stared at the thing, as if it was just going to spring back to life.
"The laptop has failed me. I blame Light and his obsession over today's top brand technological items."
What do you guys think? I tried to do L's personality as best as I could. The idea for this story came to mind after listening to my Mom talk about this movie with a Russian guy in it. PLEASE don't ask.
Now, review, or Light might throw a leather pillow at your face!