The Debate

"What are we doing here Ryuzaki?"

"Yeah, shouldn't we be working on the Kira investigation?"

"This is just a waste of our time…."

L continued to arrange chairs around the large wooden table.

"You are mistaken. This is not just a mere game, it may lead us to who Kira really is. By judging your intellect, I can determine if you have the subtle cleverness and sharp mind that Kira, or at least the second Kira would have."

At this point everyone was angry in various degrees. Matsuda was unhappy and nervous that he had to participate in a debate with Light and L, and hurt that L would think he might be Kira. Mogi was stoic and steadfast but a little annoyed. Aizawa was more than a little annoyed. He was fuming.

"WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN? RYUZAKI….YOU HAVE TESTED US AND TESTED US AND NONE OF US ARE KIRA! I WOULD ASSUME BY THIS POINT WE HAVE EARNED YOUR TRUST!."

"Precisely." L was unperturbed. That is why I have brought in others who I have suspected as Kira so you can try and weed out the perpetrator."

"Other…suspects…?"

The taskforce was now a mass of confusion. Light was twitching his eyebrow, and in deep thought, his eyes narrowed. Aizawa was very furious and looked like he would explode. Mogi looked…stoic. Matsuda was still unhappy and resembled that of a lost puppy. Their thoughts,(or lack thereof) were interrupted by a hopping, pink girlish figure, who dashed up to her victim and attacked him with a massive hug. Everyone groaned. "LIGHT YOU LEFT POOR MISA ALONE TO BRUSH HER HAIR, BUT MISA FORGIVES LIGHT! MISA WOULD NEVER BE MAD AT HER NIGHT-LIGHT!

"Uh…"Night-Light", Misa?" Matsuda asked timidly.

"Yeah!" Misa bounced excited and began pawing at Light's hair. Because he's like my Knight in Shining Armor and he shines at night and leads the way for Misa!"

There was a long pause. Then the taskforce could no longer help it. Surprisingly, L started it with a cough which turned into a chuckle. Then everyone starting laughing. They rolled on the floor, and wept. Even the Chief began to guffaw, although he stopped when Light glared at him. Light then directed his glare at L who was snickering behind his thumb. Matsuda was lost in a fit of hilarity.

"I'm just imagining Misa coming up to Light at night, pulling a cord and then he lights up, and goes "bing!"

This caused everyone to laugh anew. Light's "refined" Takada glower was faltering. He crossed his arms and huffed over to his seat at the table.

"Are we going to start this stupid thing or what?" he asked petulantly.

"Oh..right." L stopped chortling and pulled out a packet of papers.

"These are the debate rules, study them carefully."

Everyone tried to look serious and studious, but bursts of laughter were frequent.

"The others should be arriving at any moment." L studied the clock on the table.

"Wait Ryuzaki." Aizawa said. "You never told us why you suspect others or why you never told us that you did. Or, who they are, or why they can see your face, especially if their suspects, and why we're doing a debate, and why-"

"All in time, Aizawa." L quickly cut him off.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Watari opened it, to reveal some very curious characters. The first to enter looked like somebody that needed professional help. He had bandages around his entire body, and he laughed madly constantly. He also had the symbol of three eyes everywhere, on his clothing, in his hair, and his nails. Next was a lean man dressed all in black, holding a lasso threateningly and wearing a white mask. Matsuda gulped. The third was an extremely sensible woman with red hair, dressed in sensible robes and wearing spectacles. She looked weirdly comfortable with the other two, and offered to hang up coats and make tea. Introductions were made.

"I'm Asura. I kill people, and steal their souls so I can live forever. I'm insane, so I do not live in fear…"

Here Asura paused to laugh madly. The next man strode up and took a bow.

"I am…The Phantom of the Opera! So beware! I am inside your mind…..The man took out his Punjab lasso and stroked it lovingly. Suddenly organ music started to play. Everyone was a little freaked out.

The next person simple said " Hi, I'm Morwen. I'm not on any side, I am the mediator. I know how to protect myself, so all of you lunatics, convicts, and mad geniuses that try to trick me or change the debate will be caught." She glared severely . " You should know that I'm taking time away from my cats to this so let's make it quick." She then began organizing the teams.

"Excuse me Ryuzaki, but what exactly are we debating?" Light asked.

"Hmm…Good question Light-kun." L paused in thought.

"How about…. best Japanese model?" Matsuda grinned.

"I want to do one on the best way to kill someone using a rope!" The "Phantom" and Asura laughed manically.

"Misa wants to do a debate on her boyfriend's best habits!"

"We should do the topic of global warming." Soichiro Yagami stated. "It would be both educational and a moral issue."

"I was thinking we could do one on work and family…"

Everything after soon became a shouting match in which Misa and Matsuda fought for celebrity culture against an adamant refusal by the sadistic(or justified) murderers sitting across from them.

"ENOUGH." Morwen whipped off her glasses and glared at her debaters.

"Mr. Yagami, I agree with you completely. Our debate needs to be educational and morally significant. Since we are gathered here today as Kira suspects and investigators, doesn't it make sense that we should do a debate on Kira's morality in his actions?"

"…..."

Everyone wondered why their idea wasn't just as good(Matsuda) or felt nervous and annoyed because they knew what was coming next(Light) or beat themselves up about not thinking of this simple solution (Everyone else).

"That's a great idea Morwen." L's lips twitched in anticipation and mirth.

"Aizawa, Mogi, Mr. Yagami and myself will fight against Kira, and "Phantom," Asura, Matsuda, and…Light will argue for Kira." Of course Light Yagami knew exactly that this would happen, but he still seethed silently. Matsuda, on the other hand, looked pale, as he noticed his friendly teammates.

And so, the Debate began.