Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of its characters
Third Person POV
"It's a Yag'mi house phone. It's really rare and the only person to see it before all you guys is Light and his family," Teru droned on and on.
"Uh, Miss Rem?" Light said, interupting the boy up front. Normally, Teru would be mad, but this was Light interupting him. And, naturally, everything Light said was important.
"Light, Teru was talking," the teacher chided.
"But-," Light tried.
"No, it's okay, Miss Rem! I don't mind," Mikami fanboyed.
"Uh, thanks, Teru..." 'That kid freaks me out more than Misa...' Light turned back to the blonde. She was throwing kisses at him. 'Okay, maybe not.' "Miss Rem, that's my house phone."
"Yes, Light. Teru just said that."
...
...
'Wait. Isn't she going to do anything about it?' "Can't I have it back?"
"Sharing is caring, Light," Miss Rem said. "Teru, please contin-."
Riinnngggg!
"Recess, everyone!" the teacher shouted. "Go play! And remember! Sharing is caring!"
The swarm of kids ran outside, screaming and shouting, shoving and pushing. Can't you just feel the love?
Once outside, Light walked up to Mikami. "Uh, Teru, can I have my phone back?"
Normally, Mikami would've sceramed 'NO' and ran away to go stalk Light some more. However since Light was the one asking he couldn't help but stare in fanboy-awe while nodding and handing it over.
L went over to the two. "Light."
"L," Light aknowledged.
"I know you told Misa to yell at me for trying to kill Santa."
Light tilted his head innocently. "What makes you say that? Friends wouldn't do that to each other."
"But we're not friends," L reminded him.
"Yeah, I know."
...
L blinked. "Is there a reason you tried to get me killed this morning?"
"Yep."
A good minute passed before L asked, "Are you going to tell me why?"
"Why what?"
L tried to remain calm. "Why you tried to get me killed."
"You mean it didn't work?"
"Obviously, since I'm still here."
"Maybe you're a ghost."
"I'm not a-."
"GHOST!" Mikami yelled before running around in circles.
A little odd-looking kid walked over to L and asked, "You're a ghost?"
L sighed, "No, I am not a gh-."
"That's so cool! I'm a shinigami, you know," the boy said proudly.
L paused, trying to member the kid's name. "Um..."
"Gelus," the boy told him.
"Gelus. You're a god of death?"
Gelus gave him a confused look. "No, I'm a shinigami."
L blinked. "Right."
"Look," Light said. "Are there any other shinigamis here?"
Half the kids- who started to gather a circle around L and Light- raised their hands.
L smirked. He whispered in Light's ear, "Let's have a battle. You can have the 'shinigamis' and I'll have everyone else."
Light backed away and smiled challengingly. "All the gods of death! You're on my team! We're going to play a game!"
No one moved.
Light sighed. "I mean shinigamis!"
About half of the children present who believed themselves to be shinigamis moved over to Light's side.
"Everyone else," L yelled, "is on my team!"
The rest moved to L's side.
Misa, Teru and Kyomi went to Light's side, even though they didn't call themselves shinigamis.
Not that anyone really was.
L climbed on top of the monkey bars and Light went to the slide. Their eyes met and they both yelled, "CHARGE!"
All the kids- save for L and Light- ran forward and started tackling, biting, pulling hair, doing whatever they could to the other side.
And where were all the teachers in this? Inside the teachers lounge watching America's Next Top Model.
Yes, this class really cared for one another.