Crack moments
The most random crap you'll ever see!
Light stared at the book in front of him. "Yes.. this will work I will win against L." he sighed and sat back with a content smirk.
"Light..?" Ryuk started as he looked in through the window, "There are some strange people here.."
"What do you mean, Ryuk?" Light got up and looked down at the small crowd. All of them wore black hakamas and one specifically had fiery red-orange hair. Light stared at them long and hard, what weirdos! he thought, running down the flight of stairs like a mad-man, he flund open the door, "Can I help you?"
"Uhh yeah.. we're looking for the soul society." the man replied as he looked up. His face was scrunched up like a scowl as he stared down at Light. "You mind telling me where it is?"
"The soul society?" Light stared, dumbfounded, "I'm sorry, but there's nothing like that around here. What were you guys doing anyways?"
The man held up his sword, "We were sending off all the damn souls you kill!" He groaned, "We'e shinigami, that's our job!"
"What?! You know I'm kira?"
"Yes, but frankly I don't give a crap.." The orage-haired boy frowned, "Now are you going to cut down on the killing or what?"
Light smiled darkly, "What's your name again?"
"I never told you, but it's Ichigo Kurosaki." He said with the same facial expression.
Light chuckled, "Will you excuse me a minute?" running out to the kitchen he wrote in big letters, ICHIGO KUROSAKI! "that'll teach that idiot to mess with Kira!"
After 40 seconds passed, nothing happened. Light returned with a look of shock on his face. "But how?"
"Hey dumbass, didn't I just tell you, I'm already dead."