Ama: We're back for round 2, even though barely anyone reviewed. Please review if you enjoy folks, we really appreciate knowing that you liked it! :3
Kelpy: -holds up the plotpen- I'm brainstorming. Go read now and stop bothering me until I'm done plotting. D:
OUR CANON: THIS STORY IS SLIGHTLY AU DUE TO THE FACT THAT LIGHT YAGAMI NEVER RELINQUISHED OWNERSHIP OF THE DEATH NOTE. WHEN HIGUCHI GAINED CONTROL OF THE DEATH NOTE, L WAS FORCED TO RELEASE MISA AMANE AND LIGHT YAGAMI. HE OFFERED YAGAMI A SPOT, ALTHOUGH A HEAVILY GUARDD ONE, ALONG SIDE HIM TO UNCOVER THE CURRENT KIRA. YAGAMI AGREED, AND THEY ARE CURRENTLY CHAINED TOGETHER. AMANE IS ALSO UNDER SURVEILLANCE, BUT HAS NO PREVIOUS RECOLLECTION OF KIRA. INVESTIGATIONS HAVE BEEN MADE TOWARDS THE CURRENT KIRA, BUT NO HARDCORE EVIDENCE YET (THANKS TO LIGHT NOT WANTING TO CATCH THE CURRENT KIRA AS MUCH). LIGHT PLANS TO UNCOVER L'S NAME, AND KILL HIM. So far, Light Yagami is trying to prove he is not Kira, and failing, due to reasons unknown to him. L suspects him, but doesn't want him to be Kira, due to reasons he is unaware of also. They're in the middle of an argument, and so our story continues...
"See, that's the problem with you Ryuuzaki. All that time alone turned you into a hermit or something. You need to get out more, and learn what it's like to have a conversation. And, what the hell does Watari thinking you're a genius have to do with anything? Are you proud to get his attention or something, with all those "siblings"? Ha, that's cute. So you like attention after all. I should've known, after you antagonized Kira so soon after realizing he existed." Light was immediately horrified at the words he found coming out of his mouth. Was this... flirting? He'd never done such a thing before, never being interested in someone like that before. But cute? Calling Ryuuzaki cute? Was that why his mouth went dry, and he felt weird and uncomfortable around him? He'd always just assumed it was because he felt weird lying so totally and completely in front of somebody who called him a friend, but maybe it was for an entirely different reason, then. Wouldn't it make him a hypocrite to call L a social pariah when he didn't even know what it felt like to have feelings for someone else?
L perked slightly upon hearing the "cute". "Light-kun thinks I'm cute?" he asked, looking over his shoulder at him. He suddenly smiled. "As cute as Misa then? And no, I wasn't that desperate for attention. Watari's home is a home for genius children. We were all very smart there. But yes, I believe I do like attention, Light-kun. Don't you? I'm certain you knew of the cameras- how you found them I'm not sure- so you were definitely showing off for them quite often."
"Don't flatter yourself Ryuuzaki, you're about as cute as a bear that got chewed up and spit out by a dog with rabies, and then run over by a freight train." Light smiled, happy that the compliment had gotten him some more information out of Ryuuzaki. If he kept this up, he could kill Watari off quite easily. All within time. Hell, by now Ryuuzaki had given just enough away. He'd have to wait and bide his time of course, till these awful handcuffs were off. Even so... "I'm not big on attention actually. I've never had to seek it out, it's just been handed to me all my life. I'm the oldest and smartest, so my Mom tends to mother me, probably really proud that I could be so smart. I'm sure I'd be proud too if I have a genius son. But, cameras? Really? I suspected that paper was a little bit lower than usual, but I hadn't thought cameras were the reason. Hmm..."
He snorted. "You're too smart to have not realized the room had been bugged. I'm not stupid, Light-kun. And thank you very much for the compliment. It was very nice to my self-esteem." He pointed. "This is the place, I believe. Yes, this is it for sure." He reached for the handle. His guard had slipped just a bit at the turn of the conversation; he was beginning to regret some of what he had let slip.
"You mean you actually look in the mirror, and are pleased with what you see? I mean, if my skin were that pasty and I had big huge black circles around my eyes, I think I'd just avoid the mirror. You keep thinking I think you're cute, but you're mistaken. I was actually insulting the fact that you were just throwing out there that Watari thinks you're a genius, as if that's supposed to impress me. My parents think I'm a genius too, but you don't see me throwing that around." Light, also, was regretting the use of the word cute. He was also disappointed to be at the ice cream parlor. But then again, maybe some sugar and another carefully placed compliment, ugh, though he hated revealing whatever this dreaded uncomfortable feeling was that related to Ryuuzaki. Maybe it was just the scraps of his conscience that remained. Any human would long since have wanted to kill themselves with the knowledge of murdering thousands of people, as he had done. "Well, it's a good thing we're here. I'm starving after all that walking."
"It was sarcasm, Light-kun. I suppose you're unfamiliar with that use of the language?" He shuffled toward the counter. "And for the record, no. I dislike mirrors very much, thank you." He leaned forward, a finger over his mouth as he debated which kind to order. "Also, you seem to think I was throwing out the genius as if I wanted to impress you. It was nothing like that."
"Then why bother throwing it out Ryuuzaki? Maybe you're Kira, and you're trying to hide it by being like... that!" He moved his hand up and down to indicate that he was referring to L's general disheveled state. "I would hate mirrors too if I looked like you... although it could be worse. You could be fat and bald?" For whatever reason, Light felt bad about his suddenly being mean to Ryuuzaki, and felt the need to make it up by attempting to make him feel better. Maybe he was just imagining it, but the way L was turned away from him... he almost seemed hurt. But L couldn't be hurt, unless he really liked himself, or something...?
"I was making a point. That I am not an idiot, and one day you will slip up. And I will be right there, Light-kun and I will catch you as Kira in the act. And why I hate mirrors has nothing to do with anything. Also, what flavor do you think I should order?" he added as an afterthought, looking up from the menu next to the counter. "They have too many for me to decide."
That comment about the mirror did actually bother L though. He really did think he looked at least halfway decent.
"Again, I'm Kira! And what proof do you have, honestly? I mean, you could be Kira, and trying to pin the blame on me and somebody else to avoid certain death. And wouldn't that be easy for you, Mr. Big Shot?" Light sighed, breathing out slowly. "Look, this is ridiculous. Can't we ever just be friends without having this stupid Kira thing in the way? Besides, we probably look like we're gay prisoners or something, what with the whole chain attached, which COULD seem like a bondage fetish... Do I talk too much? I feel like that sometimes. Anyways. Didn't you say WATARI said you should order some flavor you'd never had before?" Light was careful to put emphasis on Watari's name, pissed off that not just Kira occupied L's every thought, but that Watari was such a big part too. God, why was Watari such a big DEAL? He didn't talk about his parents nearly as much. Maybe L had some incestual fetish, or was really attached because he'd never truly had a relationship beyond anyone but Watari.
There was a pause, and L's face lit up. "I see! Light-kun is jealous of Watari! Now it all makes sense." He started to smile, and it slowly grew in size, until L was sporting a large, distorted smile. "Oh, Light-kun. Don't be jealous of Watari." He turned back to the counter. "But really. Watari forgot that I dislike coconuts, and the flavor he suggested was coconut. That's the only flavor on this list I haven't tried, see?" He motioned to the list. "So, if you'd be so kind as to choose a flavor for me?"
Light was taken aback by L's smile. It was quite large, and definitely more than a little frightening. He struggled to make some sort of face that would cover his alarm, but there was no real room to turn around without looking strange, and L was staring right at him, waiting for Light to answer the question. Swallowing nervously, he realized that his last dialogue had made him seem rather jealous of the old man, and decided to skirt around the issue rather than come right out and admit that he was jealous that he shared L's affections with someone. However, it was human to want affection and attention, which L so willingly provided when he wasn't wrapped up in a world full of sugar and methods of taking down Kira. He almost hoped Ryuuzaki would never really know he was Kira, just so that he wouldn't have to kill him. But the day would come, if he avoided it now or later.
"Why on earth would I be jealous of Watari-san? I have no idea what he looks like, and is he not just the stand in L? He resembles a father to you, and that's silly. I'd never be jealous because someone has parents. You must have eaten something weird that turned your brain all mushy, Ryuuzaki." He laughed nervously, trying to shake the fact that his words were so obviously laced with lies.
"So... as for a flavour, though I'm really not the position to choose. I rather hate sugar, I really only want vanilla... How about that one?" Light pointed to a sign, advertising a brand new flavour he was sure Ryuuzaki hadn't tried yet. "It's called Burnt Orange, and it's a chocolate and orange blend with little edible orange/chocolate shavings on top, and a fruit of your choice. Sounds kind of cool, if you're into that sort of thing. I'll just be getting my bowl of vanilla ice cream..."
"Oh, that sounds delicious," he said, turning to study the little sign, completely brushing off the previous conversation. Almost as if it'd never happened. He did that far too often, and he knew he did it, but sometimes it was just better to pretend, he decided. It'd make Light squirm, and if he was right-damn he wished he wasn't-Light'd slip up as Kira. "Yes, I think I will get this flavor Light-kun, thank you."
"Oh, and maybe a strawberry on top. Mmyes, I think that's what I'll do. Miss? That new flavor?" He pointed. "I'd like this, with strawberries please."
Light observed the girl's nodding, and quickly added his own order. "Oh, may I have a bowl of vanilla ice cream, ma'am? Plain, please?" He duly noted how she noticed him, immediately blushing, and how quickly the vanilla ice cream arrived vs. Ryuuzaki's order, even though his had been placed first. It was absolutely ridiculous, but sometimes being unbelievably handsome flustered people. Was it so wrong to wish he could lord that power over Ryuuzaki, also, who avoided every topic of conversation that didn't suit him so.
"Um, oh, I don't have any money with me..." he said, smiling and pulling his pockets out, only to show they were empty. Of course, there were several thousand yen stashed in a pocket in his coat, but the lady didn't need to know that.
Yachiko, as her name plate said, smiled and laughed nervously. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, blinking profuciously, and pursing her lips, she told Light in what was meant to be a flirtatious way but came out sounding like a mouse with far too much squeak, "Oh, it's on the house dear."
L raised an eyebrow. "Light-kun is a liar," he declared, reaching over and tugged at the pocket housing the yen he'd known was there. "You jingle when you walk, and not from the chain Light-kun. Also, miss, our orders are together." He reached into Light's pocket -a mental smile here, Light was squirming, he was sure- and plucked out the money. "Light-kun will pay for us both."
"Aw come on Ryuuzaki, you lie to me all the time! Man, you're such an asshole sometimes." Light blushed, clearly embarrassed that he'd gone to all the trouble to get Yachiko-san to fall all over again (and hopefully get L jealous) but of course, it never worked that way. L was beyond jealousy, and they were in sugar land. It was evident that this was all another plot to get him to reveal himself as Kira.
"And besides, paper doesn't jingle," he huffed, removing L's hand from his pocket, which was tightly clasped around the 1000 yen he kept on him for emergencies, just-in-case purchases and the like.
Yachiko, obviously embarrassed that she'd gone to all the trouble for such a cute boy who'd not only been lying to her, but was clearly gay by the way the other boy was hanging off him, huffed. She took the money and stormed off to prepare the ugly boy's stupid ice cream, wondering why life had to curse her by making all the good looking men gay. Orders prepared, she slammed their bowls down, disrupting the beauty of ugly stupid boy's wonderful sugary ice cream, and roughly handed them the tray.
Afterwards, she headed off to the back to trade stock room duty for up front at the cash with her friend. There was no way in hell she was staying out there 'till they left, or else she'd have to be the one to say "Have a nice day!" and she wasn't particularly homo-friendly. Especially not after the ugly boy with the bags under his eyes had stolen away the good looking one with his evil powers.