This came of realizing that nowhere in the anime does Light state that he does not like sugar. We're just never shown him eating any. So, I decided to turn the fanon cliche on its head. Light likes sugar, but it affects him very badly. Light's reaction is based off of my friend Kina, who got sugar high one day before school and managed to get lost. in the school we'd been in for three years. The one that does not have winding hallways. I still don't get how she did that. But yeah, I took her reaction to sugar and...sorta expanded on it.

Disclaimer: :rolls eyes: Didn't I do this last chapter? Why should I do it in this chapter? They all know that I don't own Death Note anyway, what's the frapping point? :waving arms wildly all over the place before realizing that the men in white coats are after me: (again) Crap! Read the story while I...deal with these people. I'll be back.

2: Sugar

Contrary to popular opinions, Light Yagami did, in fact, like sugar. He liked it a lot. Unfortunately, sugar affected him rather badly. The last time he got sugar, the end result was a trashed room with foot- and hoof- prints on the ceiling. Yeah, no one else knew either. In the Yagami household, sugar, not liquor, was kept under lock and key, thanks entirely to Light.

L was a sugar-holic who could not function without sugar in his bloodstream. As such, sugar was always to be found in abundance around him, and easily stolen.

The situation was rather like a baking soda and vinegar volcano, explosive! Let's take a look, shall we?

The investigative team gaped as they set foot on the main work floor. It was utterly destroyed.

The first thing that caught the eye was the rather humorous, vulgar and sloppy spray-painted diagram of two figures entwined that covered the entirety of the south wall. It was completely blood-red. It was humorous only until one noticed the captions, at which point it became mind-scarring. The mind-scarring fact was that the two figures were labeled. One was 'Watari' and the other was 'Misa'. As Matsuda's mind began to decipher what was meant by that, he turned green and ran for the bathroom. Retching could be heard shortly after.

The next thing to be seen was the actual Watari, who was in an ugly clown suit, hanging from the ceiling, gagged and dyed eye-watering neon blue.

Distant whooping yells were heard from around a corner. Windows were smashed, the computers were all experiencing the 'Blue Screen of Death' never mind that they were Macs. The floor was littered with empty cans of soda, empty potato chip bags and smashed cake. The chairs were arranged in a rather artful statue of a jail cell, with L shivering in the middle, eyes nearly inhumanly wide.

"Help," L whispered, "Light-kun went crazy."

This plea started all of the team out of their stupor. Aizawa was the first to speak.

"Light...Light did this? The same Light who is always neat and composed and almost OCD about cleanliness?" Aizawa asked, confused.

Soichiro was next. He was absolutely shocked, but not for the reasons everyone would have expected.

"Oh my Kami. I forgot didn't I? I didn't tell you about Light's rather...extreme reaction to any and all sugar, did I?"

L turned traumatized eyes on Soichiro. "No, Yagami-san, I do not believe you did."

Soichiro sighed. "The sad thing is, this is actually on the mild side for when Light gets sugar. The last time...well, we're still picking Silly String out of the garage, and the ceiling still has some footprints on it. And it was six months ago. Let's just leave it at that."

Matsuda, (who had returned from the bathroom and no longer looked ill) Aizawa and Mogi turned gaping mouths from the room at large to Soichiro. Not that bad? It looked pretty bad to them.

Light interrupted the minor moment of silence (-ish, Watari was still struggling and moaning from his vantage point on the ceiling) by running into the room, screaming his head off with a crazed look in his eyes. He was wielding the bottom half of a rolling chair (without the top half) in one hand, brandishing it like a western pirate captain's cutlass, screaming 'CHARGE!!!!!!' He had a makeshift pirate eyepatch on one eye (it appeared to be made of paper) and his hair was sticking out every which way, dyed the same neon blue as Watari. His clothes had all been turned inside out and splattered with red and blue splotches of color.

"ATTACK, MY PRETTIES!!" Light screamed, much to the confusion of everyone else, "ATTACK, MY PRECIOUS FLYING MONKEYS!! GET THE INTRUDERS AND PUT THEM IN JAIL WITH THE BLASPHEMER!"

At this point, Mogi, who was the most accustomed to crazies, having taken care of six siblings while his dad drank himself into a stupor and his mom got high, knocked Light out with a quick chop to the pressure point in his neck.

It was unanimously agreed that that day would never be mentioned again, though the red paint of the figures on the wall never quite came out again. Every so often, Matsuda would glance up at it, shudder, and run to the bathroom.

That is the reason why Watari always watched Light to make sure that he didn't sneak a piece of L's cake.

Okay, I'm back and ready to answer the questions I anticipate being asked.

I don't know why Mogi's family is so freaked up. It just is. I have a problem with giving characters traumatic pasts, I think.

I apologize for any and all mental scarring that may occur because of reading this story.

I also have a problem with making Light kind of...childish and insane(-r that he is in canon).

This is done, as far as I know. If you have any ideas for habits Light can have that would annoy or scar L, please feel free to say so!

No, the men in white coats earlier were just a false alarm. Apparently my dad has a business meeting or something today, and for reasons unclear to me, he is wearing a white suit.

.!:|= ----Hey look! It's Frosty the Snowman! In July! (In America!) Dammit! I'm trying to kick that habit!