Could L Be Santa...?
Possibly! 8D X3 Enjoy this. I made it for Christmas!
I don't own Santa, L, Near, Matt, Mello or BB.
The raven haired teen looked and felt silly. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted those cookies he wouldn't be wearing this ridiculous outfit. The barefoot 16 year old was wearing a red and white suit that was easily too big for him, but he managed it by tightening the black belt a fair amount. His messy black hair was hidden under a red and white hat.
Normally he wouldn't have even have done something so preposterous. He wouldn't have had to dress up like this. The presents had been set out earlier in the evening, after all the children went to their rooms, but some of the children were known to venture out at night so it was better safe than sorry. Some of the older ones, such as Mello, Matt, and Near, knew that there was no such thing as Santa Claus, and he didn't think that it was important for the younger kids, but Watari insisted that he didn't ruin it for them.
So, here L was. A genius that knew that there was no such thing as Santa, dressed in a Santa suit. The things I do for sweets.He thought with a small sigh.
He continued to walk in his haunched over position towards the main room, that held the delicious double chocolate chip cookies. That is, until he heard the soft sounds of footsteps. L did not want to deal with the children right now. He just wanted to get his cookies and leave. He didn't want to have to act like a figure from a child's imagination just to make them go back to bed. If that would even work.
Before L could hide he heard a small gasp, or two, or three of them. L turned his head so that he was looking over his shoulder. He sighed in some odd sort of relief. It was not any of the children that still believed in Santa.
"Mello, Matt, Near. What are the three of you doing down here at this hour?"
"We could ask you the same thing, L." The blonde in front retorted back.
"Um, Mello wanted to come..." The young red head mumbled and his friend elbowed him in the stomach.
"Of course he did." The young genius said with a sigh. "What was Mello wanting to find?"
"Nothing." Said blonde insisted. Though, the youngest of the trio had other thoughts.
"Mello was wanting to get those cookies that the other kids left out for Santa." The young albino said as he moved a little closer to Matt when Mello shot him a look.
"Traitors..." He muttered. So we are after the same thing.L thought.
"I will make the three of you a deal." I said after a couple minutes of silence. The three boys just looked at him again, their eyes sparkling with something.
"What?" The three of them asked. Matt and Mello normally did stuff like this, and if Near did it too then it was something to marvel in.
"Since I was meaning to take those cookies anyway, I will share them with the three of you as long as no one speaks a word of this."
"Of this meeting, or are wearing a Santa suit?" Near asked. He was the youngest one, having just turned 9.
"Both." L said and then raised an eyebrow at the three boys.
"Sounds good to me." Mello said and Matt just nodded. "This meeting never happened."
"Now that we all agree on that, on to those cookies." The raven led the way into the main room, which held the tree and all it's presents. More importantly, the cookies. The four boys walked silently towards the cookies. As soon as L grabbed the plate he turned around to face the boys.
"Now, in order to not get caught by Watari or Roger or any of the other children, we will be heading to my room. Let's go now, and quickly." He was about to start walking again when he heard another voice, but more jolly sounding. The three prepubescents looked around him as he turned his head to look at where it was coming from.
"Ho, ho, h-" The fat old man wearing a red suit stopped making that cheerful sound when he saw L and the children. More specifically, when he saw the plate of cookies in L's hand.
The man was portly and was wearing a red suit, most like the one L was wearing, and he had a bushy white beard. The staring match between the four boys and the old man took a while. Nobody blinked, nobody made a sound. It was as quiet as a mouse. As of which, mice tend to make a small noise, so everything was quiet until Matt made a gasping sound of shock.
"I-it can't be." The red head didn't have his goggles, but what he did have was an abnormally large mouth that was gaping open. His companions where thinking along the same lines.
"Impossible..." L was the only one to voice anything other than Matt, and to say that he was the most shocked would be an understatement. It couldn't have been Watari or Roger in that suit, and it certainly wasn't someone that he knew.
"I'll come back later." The old man said before disappearing into thin air. Before they knew what was happening the younger children watched as L collapsed onto his back.
L's mind couldn't comprehend what he just saw so it shut down, making him fall back into an unconscious state. To put it simply, he fainted. The blonde, red head, and albino surrounded their raven haired idol.
"Is he alright..?" Near asked.
"Of course he is! He's L." Mello stated.
"Well, it looks to me like Santa actually does exist." Matt said and he exchanged glances with the other two.
"It's not Watari, or Roger."
"So, who is he?"
"Who cares at the moment? Let's try and get L up to his room before the others wake up and think that we killed Santa." Near said. "We can figure out who that man was later."
With that, the three boys managed to get the raven up the stairs, but he was a lot heavier than he looked. Especially for three boys with the oldest of them being a skinny 11 year old that eats nothing but chocolate all day. The only reason they managed to get L to his room was because Beyond Birthday, a 14 year old, had seen them when he was heading to raid the kitchen of strawberry jam.
He didn't ask any questions, just said that they needed to be careful with our games next time, and then he left with a frustrated Mello trying to quietly yell at him.
When the boys looked down at L again he looked fairly peaceful, but he was trying to peace together the puzzle of Santa Claus from his sleeping state.
"So, who is Santa really?" Mello wondered aloud.
"Well, it's not L." Matt said simply as he gazed at the teenager that had fainted because his brain didn't comprehend the idea of Santa Claus.