The rest of the day was spent scheming. Light was with L 24/7. He had no idea how to get the detective to just take a break already. Short of knocking the man unconscious, which, as L continued to antagonise him into admitting he was Kira, looked increasingly tempting, Light Yagami was stuck.
It was not a state that came to him usually, nor did it become him.
L was increasingly worrying to observe. Standing up to venture to the kitchen for more sweet treats, he swayed slightly, his eyes unfocused. He stumbled a little as he walked. Light could see the toll it was taking on him physically, and mentally.
L had always been what some people might regard as 'eccentric', but at times he seemed downright crazed nowadays. A file had been lost and L had flown into a rage, shouting at Light until Watari located the file. Another time, Light had woken up to the sound of L muttering to himself in the room, rocking slowly. He knew the team could see the changes in L too.
Why don't they do anything? He thought to himself, viciously. Then he realised.
They were still intimidated by L. To suggest he needed sleep would be to suggest he was susceptible to weakness, and no-one in the team wanted to offend the great L.
He needed Watari.
In private.
Suddenly, Light knew what he was going to do.
