It has been decided the next day they would be heading out on their trip to Hokkaido on a noon flight. The boys would be staying at a 5-class hotel and a chaffeur is assigned to bring them around. While on the surface, this trip is a great resting period for both of the geniuses, a great war looms. On the contary to their teammates beliefs, this trip not only needs delicate planning, it requires cunningness and a will to win, using all they can to defeat the other party.

The battle of wits. Who would emerge as the victor at the end of this trip?

The night before was, in a way, quiet. L and Light, as usual, were heading the investigation team, carrying out endless research and analysis on the victims. However, something was amiss. All on the team felt that, but yet not able to apprehend it. It was quiet.

It was way too quiet between the two. No bickering, not even small talks.

The day prior to the start of battle. The only preparation period. None was agreeable in wasting this precious time for meaningless talk. This battle will be bloody, needless to say, causing damage to both sides, but what's most important was to emerge top, a huge feat nonetheless. To the two of them, victory is so near yet so far. Had the competition not be either one of them, this victory would be easy.

What they need is the fastest route to it.

Deceit.

12am. Midnight. End of shift. Both were stressed out by the time, trying to balance two tasks at hand, yet none was willing to show it. To show means a loss, to show means, to be a step backwards, one more step away to victory than the other. How could they let it slip by them that easily? It is sure that both of them would put up a good fight. A fight to the end. Luggages were packed by 12.30 and they were laying down on the bed, still planning. It was until 1am that Light gave in to his tiredness and fell asleep. On the other hand, L, was getting ahead in his planning. A good headstart. Gaining few hours ahead of Light.

That night was full of eager, both wishing the night to end earlier, eager to get into the game.

At 8 am, the alarm clock rang. Nothing was out of place. Same old scene, same person in same old position. However, somehow it just doesn't feel quite right. L is weird today. He was not staring today. He's gazing. Gazing lovingly?! An absurd idea came into mind. Hah, that wasn't a good choice of word. A small snickle slip out of my mouth and I immediately rejoiced in my action. He was annoyed, I could see that though he doesn't show it. All I need was to look at his eye, it just obviously spelled out A-N-N-o-Y-E-D.

L-0, Light-1.

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Never did Light knew that it was a lure into L's trap, slowly walking into that death trap. Would he realize before he falls into his trap, or is he already trying to come up with a counter measure? What exactly is his plan? Would he be able to steal victory from L's hands, or is the victor determined right from the start?

Stay tune.

It's getting draggy and draggier. Haix. please review. :)