A/N: This chapter contains... er... half of Watari's true name spoiler?
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. Or snow. Or anything else... :(
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It was early morning and, for once, L and Light were up early, quietly munching on their breakfast. L was still in a bad mood because he had missed Numb a couple a days earlier and Light was grumpy about being accused of robbery, so none of them had really said anything since then.
A sudden scream from upstairs caught the pairs attention.
"Now what?" the brunet muttered.
"I think," L said. "Matt has awoken."
L's suspicion was confirmed a few minutes later when Matt came bouncing in to the kitchen.
"L! You'll never believe this, but Numb has struck again!" the redhead exclaimed, waving his arms wildly.
"He has?" Light asked, surprised.
"Yes! I'll show you!" Matt quickly dragged the pair to the window and told them to look outside.
Everything was white. Snow lay thick across the ground, covering every inch of the grounds. Even the trees were white and Light had an unexplainable urge to shake the snow of them, preferably while someone was standing underneath.
"What has Numb done?" L asked after observing the scenery for a good few minutes.
"He's painted everything white!" Matt said, eyes wide.
Silence.
Light leaned over to L and began whispering in his ear. "Did someone drop him on his head when he was younger?"
"Possibly," L replied, looking startled. "Matt-kun, I thank you for your help, but sometimes it is best to be quiet and let people assume you're stupid rather then opening your mouth and confirming it."
"What's that supposed to mean, – hey, look! It's Mello! Good morning!"
Mello muttered something under his breath.
"He's in a bad mood," Matt warned.
"Oh... Why?" L asked.
Matt winced. "You should know."
"What does Matt-kun mean?" L questioned.
"My birthday!" Mello hissed. "And you call yourself the best detective in the world! Does the thirteenth of December ring any bells?"
"But that was days ago," Light said.
"Exactly! And only two people remembered! Two! Matt and Near! Fucking Near remembered but neither you nor Wammy remembered!"
An awkward silence followed.
"Whose Wammy?" Light whispered to L. The detective suddenly looked extremely alarmed.
"It is er... Rogers nickname," he covered quickly, not wanting a potential Kira to know Watari's real name.
"And you know what presents I got from him?" Mello continued, not yet finished with his rant. When no one said anything, he continued. "Chocolate. Near gave me chocolate, and I ate it! I ate something Near gave me! Because he took the time to buy me something that he knew I would like!"
"What did Matt-kun buy?" L asked, not able to think of anything better to say.
Mello's lips suddenly curved into a half-smirk, but the fury still didn't leave his eyes. "Oh, just some ropes, chains, whips, chocolate lubricant–"
"Actually, I think it would be best for my mental well-being if Mello-kun refrained from telling me," L interrupted before any images could form in his head.
"What, so now you won't pay any interest to me?" he fumed.
"If Mello-kun stops playing victim –" L promptly ignored Mello's smirk,"–Then we can celebrate his birthday now."
"Really?" the blond asked, eyes widening.
"Yes. I will let Mello-kun chose the activity on todays agenda."
Mello's smirk suddenly became so evil that Light couldn't help but feel afraid. Very afraid...
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Light stood outside, the cast on his arm finally gone, holding a snowball in a firm grasp. He was glad to finally be able to use his right hand, as it would have been a pain to have to try and aim with his left while having L attached.
They had been divided into teams, L and Light against Matt, Mello and Near. Light thought it unfair that it was three against two, but then Mello had reminded him that he and L were older.
Not that that would have made much of a difference in this situation...
The teens thoughts were cut of by a distinct swishing sound. He barely had time to duck before he felt something cold smack into the side of his head.
"Damn it!" he muttered as the snow slowly slid down into his jacket.
"Is Light-kun harmed?" L asked, but the teen shook his head.
"I'm fine. But we need to make a plan, I'm not loosing to a bunch of kids!" Light said, sweeping ups some snow and shaping it into a snowball. "If you go first as a distraction, I'll hide behind you and attack!"
"I am not going to be Light-kun's shield!" L stated. "Would Light-kun care to be mine?"
"... … Not really."
"Exactly. I think we should sneak up on the enemy and –"
L was cut of as a snowball hit him in the eye. To the detectives credit, he didn't flinch. He simply bent down and made a snowball, scanning his surroundings. "Where did it come from, Light-kun?"
"There-" Light said, pointing in a random direction. L stared at the glittering landscape.
"There is nothing there!" L muttered. "They must be hiding..." The detective had just finished his sentence when three more snowballs came rushing in their direction from seemingly nowhere. L ducked quickly, causing all three to slam into the teen.
"Damn it, Ryuzaki!" the teen hissed, brushing the snow out of his face. In doing so, he failed to notice the giant white blob coming in his direction.
"Light-kun, watch out!"
"Huh?" Light looked up, but was instantly slammed down into the snow by a giant white weight. He didn't have time to react and was sent tumbling head first into a misfortune placed rock.
Smack!
L stared in horror at the unconscious boy, who currently had a terrified looking Near sprawled across his chest.
This was not going well...