A/N- I'm BORED! Now you know where this came from. xD Being at home alone is not fun. At all. Anyways, I know I haven't updated all summer/fall/winter/...spring.. and I feel like…seriously awful about it. I'm working really hard to try and get DBAL flowing again, but in the meantime..so...this hasn't been edited or anything...my beta has been like, super busy..but I didn't want to go a whole year without posting anything..x_x So..This one...ha..it's kind of random...
L was working diligently on his laptop when roaring laughter broke through the silence. The task force was in the other room, so he had assumed one of them had made a comment and went back to work. When it didn't stop, the detective unfolded himself from his chair and padded down the hallway towards the source.
The commotion was coming from the room designated to himself, but had been shared with Light when the two had been chained together. It appeared that the young genius had wandered back into his old room, started looking through files, and stumbled upon something so hilarious that becoming sober again was an impossible feat. Moreover, this is how he was found, sitting in the computer chair, facing away from the screen, clutching his sides in gleeful agony at some joke only known to him.
"Oh, hey Ryuzaki," the brunette choked out. L tilted his head, his thumb, once gently resting on his lips, dropping to his side.
"May I ask what Light-kun finds so humorous?" he asked, ebony eyes quickly sweeping the room for the source. Light started laughing again, his whole body shaking with mirth as he pointed into the corner.
"It's a bucket of balls!" the teen cried, tossing his head back as he fell back into amused hysterics. L glanced in the intended direction and sure enough, a bucket of tennis balls was lying innocently beside the racket he forgot to put away earlier. The insomniac sighed, turning to leave as he shook his head slowly.
"Light-kun is so immature."
A/A/N- OOC for Light…sorry..but..I actually did that. X_x And fell out of my chair.