Sorry I'm taking so long. Currently my body is committing suicide to itself and, though I want to, my brain doesn't want to function. I have half of Part II typed up, but… -trails off-
INTERMISSION: A totally unrelated side story between chapters marked with Roman Numerals
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L bit his thumb, contemplating. He looked at the evidence, then to the thick-browed and no-browed boys in front of him.
"I have concluded, Gaara, that your lack of eyebrows is because… Lee stole them!"
"Ah-hah! I knew it…" Gaara stood, pointing an accusing finger at Lee. Lee's eyes widened, growing watery and reflective with tears. Now how could anyone resist that poor, circular-eyed face? They both walked out of L's office.
L finally wrenched his thumb from his mouth and decided to turn in for the day. Kira could wait for tomorrow, too. He closed up his private eye office, walking barefoot down the vacant street.
MEANWHILE…!
On that same street, Gekkou Hayate stood. He stood ever so still. He stood. Yes, he stood there. What a lovely stander he was, too. He shuffled slightly, remaining standing. He cleared his throat, standing. He stood and looked around briefly. He stood. He was standing.
AND THEN-!
Mai-ia-hii!
Mai-ia-huu!
The Numa Numa Yei started playing, and the previously-standing-man began to dance wildly!
DANCE DANCE DANCE, BABY!
Suddenly, the music stopped, and he went into a fit of coughing. He was slowly reduced to his knees, coughing madly, until he finally toppled over with x's in place of his eyes.
And it just so happened a certain crazy genius was walking down the street at that time.
MEANWHILE…!
L stared at Hayate's dead, x-eyed carcass, nudging it with his bare toe.
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The intermission is soon to be continued, as well the story…
NOTE: The Intermission is actually my skit, just typed script-gone-story. I'd like your comments on if you think my skit is good (we're entering it into a contest at the next Anime Convention my group goes to).
Keep in mind this is only a fraction of the skit.