Author's note: Sorry for the delay! I'm going to write my finals next week, and I've been preparing for that. Sorry for the short-ish chapter as well!

Just after Sherlock Arrives at Tokyo

"So, this is where the great L lives", Sherlock exclaimed.

"For the time being, Sherlock" L said, crouched on the sofa, "You should call me Ryuuzaki."

"Why do you say that?"

"The investigation, you idiot. The Kira case?"

Sherlock blinked for a moment. "Oh yes... The Kira case. Boring. Easy peasy."

"Really?", L smiled in amazement.

"Obviously", Sherlock said. "The prison food contains Calcium Glucanate, which can easily be disguised into food. So obviously, the rougher ones bully the lighter ones, and they eat more of the heart stimulant, and the die of a heart attack. Eliminate all the factors and all that remains must be the truth."

L facepalmed. Maybe he shouldn't expect too much out of somebody.

"I taught you that, Sherlock. Besides what about the aberrant deaths?"

Sherlock smiled. "Sodium Pentathol. As easy to disguise as calcium glucanate. This, Kira, you speak of, must have contacts all around the world, giving orders around to these killers." He felt really confident.

L took a sip of coffee. He added to two more sugar cubes. "What if I were to say, "he said while stirring the cup. "that you are absolutely wrong."

Sherlock was flabbergasted. "What? Me? Wrong? The deduction is perfect! It is a chemical attack, and that is all. Honestly, did you get me all the way from London for a mass chemical attack?". He angrily threw himself on the sofa.

L smiled. 2 more cubes. "You haven't eliminated all the factors Sherlock.". Another sip. 3 more cubes. "You have forgotten: eliminate all the factors, and all that remains must be the truth, however absurd it is."

Sherlock flinched. L could read from his face that he was racing to find the answer.

Two more cubes.

"Your theory falls apart when I come into the picture. How did I 'die'?"

Sherlock looked worried. Good. It pays to be a genius.

"I take care in what I eat, Sherlock. I couldn't have died by consuming calcium glucanate.", he said, taking another sip.

"It can't be...", Sherlock said, with a face of relief and anxiety, twisted into one.

"Embrace the truth Sherlock. What is it?"

"Unless it is something..."

"Something?"

"Something... supernatural?"

"You really have gone through the case notes thoroughly, haven't you?"

Sherlock gulped. There was no way logic can play a game against supernaturality.

"You still use the mind palace, I think", L sipped the brown,sugar solution. "You remembered all the Kira reports. I have to say, you are getting better and better at that."

Sherlock still didn't unfreeze. Is this Kira really a god?

"You can use my laptop, Sherlock. And by the way, I am going to call you Webber from now on. Is that fine?"

Sherlock nodded slowly. Supernatural incidents? Impossible!

"Unlike you, I have 43 more cases to work on. Focus your little brain on this investigation, and we'll see what turns out."

L gulped down the sugar solution. "I should have added some more sugar", he mumbled to himself.

Light laughed. "What do you mean? Burn the heart out of you?"

Sherlock sighed. So did L.

"Light. You must know that Webber here faked his death so that Moriarty can be stopped. Sort of."

Light looked at Sherlock. "Seriously? He's that big a threat?"

"He did exactly what he said he would.", Sherlock stood up from the sofa. "He burned my reputation, inch by inch, till I had nowhere to run to, but my intellect."

L rolled his eyes.

"He made me fell vulnerable," Sherlock continued, ignoring L's comment. "I had to attack him, indirectly."

"And you want me to help you?", Light asked.

"Actually." L said. He walked over to the fridge and opened it. He took one of the 50 jars of jam, and sat on the sofa. He opened it, and put his whole hand in it. "It's up to you. As far I am concerned, the Kira case is now closed. But knowing how you are, minus the Death Note, an excellent investigator, I would like your help."

"I could just write his name, you know."

"That won't work, Light. He isn't that stupid. There are 5 more people who have the same name. And remember the second rule of the Death Note."

"This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.", Sherlock recited. "And there are 5 of them. Think you've gotten a chance?"

"Besides", L gulped down another handful of jam, "It would be too boring to end a case that way. In that way, we won't have solved the case. We would have only killed him."

"What do want to do then?"

"We're going to do something that he'll never, ever, forget.", Sherlock smiled.

L smiled as he licked the jam bottle clean.

Light indeed felt like an idiot right now. "What the hell are you both planning to do?"

Ryuk couldn't help it. He burst out laughing. "Amazing! Humans are very very interesting! The game is just about to begin!"