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Warning: Mello says the A-word and the F-word \'0'/

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Chapter Four: Lunchroom

Somehow I managed to read most of the book without attempting to kill L. I say 'attempted' because, let's face it, there is no way I would be able to actually kill him. Unless my power is better than his, but I don't think that's possible. Most of the book was just documentations of some of the first people with abilities, and those who did research on the subject.

I decided to open the second book. By that time L was down to his last lollipop. Ha! No more lollipops for him! Which meant that I could read in silence.

But, I guess that since it was his last lollipop, it had to be the most annoying. He was so loud! The constant slurping noises were wearing on my nerves. But I didn't dare look up and see him molesting his lollipop. I just concentrated even harder on my book.

There were so many different categories of powers. Almost anything you can imagine has been documented. I flipped back to the table of contents. I wanted to know how to defend myself form telepathy. That Near kid kind of freaked me out, and I did not want him reading my mind. Or L, for that matter.

Mental Barriers: Ways to defend yourself from mental domination and telepathy.

Here we are.

Each person has a mental barrier. Some, for example; those who do not know of its existence, cannot use it, and they are left unprotected. But even if you do not possess a supernatural ability, you can still protect yourself from them. There are different ways to protect yourself from mental domination and telepathy.

The simplest and most common, but not necessarily the most effective method, is to think of something, only one thing, and hold the picture in you mind. This method cannot be used constantly, and the user would only know to use it if they knew that someone was trying to reach their mind .

The other method is to train and hone your mental barrier. But this can only be done with the assistance of someone with a mental or psychological-based power. There is a way to sense when someone is trying to gain access to your mind. Most people explain it as the feeling of something foreign in your mind. Like a thought that you didn't think of. Exposing your mind-

I couldn't complete that sentence because that slurping noise that I mentioned earlier was right next me. Like, right in my ear. I whipped my head around to see L slouched over my chair, reading over my shoulder, with his lollipop hanging out of his mouth.

I gave him my most intimidating glare. "What are you doing?"

He blinked owlishly at me.

"I was just reading."

I sighed.

He just continued eating his lollipop in that very irritating way.

"L, can't you eat your fucking lollipop like a normal person?" Mello appeared in the doorway.

I rolled my eyes. Wasn't this guy supposed to be training or something?

"I think that we have established that some of us have bizarre eating habits. I think that we have also established that the word normal does not apply to us."

Mello half-heartedly glared at him in response.

"Tch. Whatever. Just came to tell you assholes that it's break time." He turned around and walked off.

"Break time?" I looked up at L.

"Yeah. Whammy's Academy has a fully stocked kitchen, or you could go home for lunch." L turned towards the door.

"Ah, okay." I got up and followed him. We went through the confusing hallways until we made it to the kitchen. It was also very impressive. It had two refrigerators, two ovens and three sinks. And lots of cupboard space.

There were some tables in the middle of the kitchen, and it was a big enough kitchen that it didn't seem crowded at all. Matt and Mello were sitting at one table. Matt was eating a bowl of cereal and Mello had a pile of chocolate bars. Matsuda was sitting by himself, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Beyond was standing ominously in a corner, eating what I hoped was jam. And Near was eating nothing.

L had fixed himself a giant piece of cake. It was so big that it almost didn't fit on the plate.

I went to one of the refrigerators, opening the door to look inside. It was stocked full of cake and other various junk food. Sighing, I opened a cupboard. It was full of candy. I spent at least three minutes playing hide-and-seek with actual food, trying to find something edible, until I found an apple. They weren't my favorite food, but I would much rather eat an apple than anything else I found. Now, where was I going to sit? All of tables had at least one person occupying them. No way in hell was I going to sit at the same table at Mello. He'd probably blow my head off. And sitting in the corner with Beyond was an automatic no. Near seemed all right, aside from his minor creepiness, but he seemed to be working on a puzzle or something, so I didn't want to bother him. That left the table that L and Matsuda were sharing. Lucky me, there was an empty seat. So, with my apple in hand, I walked over to their table. Matsuda smiled cheerily as I sat down, and L just stared at me emotionlessly as he shoved forkful after forkful of cake in his mouth. Earlier, when he fixed that huge piece of cake, I doubted that he could eat it all. But I was proven wrong as he ate his cake faster then Mello ate chocolate. I nibbled on my apple a little, but I wasn't really very hungry.

"Isn't Light-kun going to eat anything else? Would he like some cake?" L asked me from across the table. Why was he referring to me in third-person? He must've known or figured out that I was Japanese, because of the honorific. Why would he even call me Light-kun? And did I look like I wanted cake?

"No thank you, L-san." I made sure to emphasize the 'san.'

"Alright then, Light-chan."

I was half tempted to throw my apple at him. But I settled for just trying to glare a hole through his face. Who knows, maybe my power would be laser vision?

"Something wrong?" L blinked all-too-innocently at me.

I didn't answer, I just kept glaring at him.

"Oh, Light. Don't be so mad! Here, you can have some of my sandwich!" Matsuda chimed in, chipper as ever, trying to get me to eat some of his sandwich.

"It's fine, Matsuda. I'm not really that hungry."

"It's really gooood~!"

I just smiled at him and shook my head. For some reason, he reminded me of Sayu.

"We should probably start heading back to the library, right L?" I looked over at him.

He nodded. "I'll just take this to the sink." He pointed at his empty plate.

We both rose from our seats, I threw away my barely touched apple, and he set his dish in the sink. I was about to turn around when I noticed him open a cupboard and grab a large handful of lollipops.

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