Chapter Uno- The plan of plans.
L was sitting in one of the many bedrooms in the 'Task Force Headquarters' and was mulling over last night's events. He knew Light was Kira… it was obvious- well maybe not to the hare-brained Task Force- but L wouldn't let himself believe that someone as ugly ,and Bond-villainy as Higuchi to be the criminal killing mastermind that was Kira.
He sighed, "Watari," he said into the intercom on the coffee table, "Bring up some strawberry cake and coffee!" he paused, "and tell the Shinigami to come up as well, I have an idea." L slumped back onto the stripy couch. He never usually slumped, but the sheer ridiculousness of the past few months was starting to take its toll.
After about five minutes of pacing, another thing L never did, Watari finally arrived with the snacks; followed by the tall bony figure that was Rem. "Watari, Shinigami, take a seat," L ordered while collecting his sugary snack. He smiled a little at the creamy-looking cake; so many good memories came from this simple dessert. After a few minutes of eating the strawberry flavoured heaven, L began to hatch his plan, "I still suspect Light Yagami of being Kira and have conducted a sneaky plan to call him out on his murderous quest to godhood," L took a small pause to catch his breath, he turned towards Rem, "shinigami, we will need your death god magic to fake our own deaths," Rem nodded as she was almost as bored as Ryuk and needed something to do. L then turned to Watari, "Watari, will you be willing to die for a week, just to make sure the Task Force don't catch on to our plan?" he asked, putting down his cup of coffee.
"anything for your safety, Ryuzaki," Watari replied, peering over his sliver spectacles.
"then it's settled," L stood in an early triumph, knocking over his cake, "first thing tomorrow, Shinigami, you will temporarily kill us for Light and use your Death God magic to teleport back to the Shinigami realm, faking your own death," L took another breath brake, as he was so eager to tell them his plan.
"what if Light wants to kill you himself?" Rem finally spoke, flipping her ear length (if she had any) purple dreadlocks, for no reason.
"don't worry, I know Light," L smirked evilly, "he wouldn't want to leave a trail."
"I don't think there is anything else to add," said Watari, rising from his seat, "L, all we can do now is trust the shinigami and then wait for the rest of the plan." Rem and Watari sparkled out of the room, leaving L to ponder.
"your reign is almost up, Kira-boy."