See? I tried a little harder this time~ Hope you enjoy!
"I just can't sit any other way than this. If I sit the way other people do, my reasoning ability drops by 40%." L ate his chocolates and donuts off the kebab stick.
Another silly argument.
"You can't seriously sit like that all the time," Light told him
"On the contrary, I can. I can even drive like this," He stirred the ridiculous amount of sugar into his tea, holding the spoon with only two fingers.
"Do you handle a steering wheel like that?" Light was going to regret the answer.
"Yes," L took a sip of tea, then deciding to add even more sugar cubes.
Light sighed, looking at the stack of files on the desk he was sitting at. So many cases, all neatly organized from solved, unsolved, and cases that have been given up on. After coming back to the apartment, L had brought about five suitcases of those files. Then he decided to bring in about seven more of the cases that were forgotten about for years. It was a good thing this was all they did, with all the time on their hands. There was an argument about bringing all the files, of course.
After his rummaging, he was finally able to choose a case to work on. This one caught his eye, particular because it was oddly familiar. It seemed to be a copy-cat case of the Black Dahlia Murder. The whole file was almost blank, with the absence of suspects, DNA, and weapons. The victim had recently moved to get a better chance for her acting career. She had long black hair, young, and wore a flower in her hair. Her body severed from the waist and drained completely of blood. Light looked up as he felt light breathing on his neck. L was staring at the file directly over his shoulder.
"A little space?" Light glared at him.
"This is an interesting choice, Light," L took a bite of a donut. "Pretty lucky, too."
"How?"
"Compared to the actual murder, this doesn't have such a lack of evidence," he took another bite.
"What are you talking about? This whole file is almost blank," Light skimmed through the two pages to show him.
"Look here," L pointed at a small section that showed two suspects. Both men.
"Yes, what about them? If you didn't think we would interrogate them--"
"I didn't think that at all, Light. Also, look here," he pointed at a section that had said that there was a store that sold the assumed used weapons. "I have a feeling that this case will be one of our easier ones. Ready to go interrogate our suspects?" he took a bite to finish off his donut.
"Ready when you are," Light said as he and L stood in front of the first suspects house.
L nodded, lightly pushing the button to ring the doorbell. A few minutes passed by before footsteps could be heard heading towards the door.
"Yeah?" a tall thin man asked.
"Are you Akihiro?" L asked.
"Yeah what of it?" he asked. He had a toothbrush in his mouth, still brushing as he talked.
"You're a suspect of a murder, isn't that true?" Light asked.
"Are you cops? I've already answered all your questions..."
"No no, we aren't police. We are detectives." L was sucking on a lollipop.
"...Riiight... Well what do you want then?"
"To ask you a few questions, of course," Light told him, a notepad in hand.
He stared at the two of them for a second.
"You're a doctor, yes?" the man nods, answering L. "And you don't have an alibi on the night Naomi was killed?"
"Yeah, but just cause I don't have an alibi doesn't I wasn't at my house that night."
Light wrote small notes after everything the man said. You could tell the man was annoyed, but he ignored it. L stared through the man, looking past into his house. He seemed to be lost in thought.
"Let's go Light. Thank you," he bowed to Akihiro and walked towards the car. Light was driving.
"What was that about?" Light asked, on their way to the next suspects house.
"It seems obvious now that it couldn't have been Akihiro. The date that the hospital supply store had last sold the specific assumed weapons was at the time that he was leaving his father's house." L licked the lollipop. "And his alibi puts out."
"He was with his father at the time the store had sold the supposed murder weapons. Shigeru was seen at the store at that time and he is also a doctor."
"So his alibi must have been lying, huh?"
"I would assume so," L bit off what was left of the lollipop.
"This seems too easy, yet again."
"Yes, but that is not the difficult part. Even if all this fits, we still need DNA or else nobody will take it."
"Good point."
"Turn around, Light."
"What? Why?"
"It's time to visit a dead body," L pulled out a handful of cream puffs.
They drove to the morgue, and they were easily allowed inside. They were standing over the victim.
"She wasn't raped, so there isn't a rape kit. Nothing was found during autopsy either," Light told him.
"Look," L points under her nails. "Dried blood. Strange that they missed it."
"Yeah, it wasn't in the report." Light pulls out a toothpick and digs under her nails, then puts the toothpick in a plastic baggy.
"Hmm..." L stared at the slowly decaying body.
"What's wrong?" Light asked.
"There's an indention..." he feels the arm of the body. There was a very light area that was poking outward. "Hand me a scalpel, please."
Light grabbed a small tool kit and pulled out a scalpel, handing to L. L cut the rectangular indention on the corpses skin. He put on a doctors glove and pulled out a piece of paper. He opened the clean note and read it aloud in a monotone voice.
"Welcome to the real world."
"How strange. I'm sure we can match his handwriting," Light takes the paper and puts it in a separate baggy.
"Let's show him…that the good guys always win."
Ready to catch their killer, they head to Shigeru's house.
They arrive at Shigeru's house, and knock on the door. A tall lanky man, still wearing his hospital work uniform, opens the door.
"Yes?" he asks, yawning.
"We caught you," L says, showing a small smile.
"Excuse me?"
"The murder of Naomi Hikaru. Black Dahlia copy-cat killer."
"Nice try, I already told you I had an alibi and he checked out alright."
"We aren't police. We're detectives," Light said, holding up the note. "May we see your handwriting?"
Shigeru stares at them for a moment. He glances back from the both of them to the evidence Light held. He suddenly dashed to his back door, surprising L, but Light ran after him, finding a way to trip him.
"That's pretty sad. You actually tried to run away?" Light pulled out a pair of handcuffs and put them on Shigeru.
"Very. What if we didn't really know anything at all? A bluff?" L stood over Shigeru and Light, who was holding Shigeru down. "The fact that you ran, gave you away."
As easy as the case was, they still turned Shigeru in happily, giving the police all the evidence. Later that night, Light was back at the desk, sifting for their next case. L sat as he usually did, hunched over with his thumb near his mouth, holding acidic sugary sweet tea.
"You know what, Light?"
"What is it Ryuuzaki," he turned a page of files.
"Our cases may get dangerous. Lets value our lives."
Light looked back at him. "Alright...But I'm not too worried." he looked back at the papers. L took a drink of his tea.
"Good job, Light," L said.
"Excuse me?" Light sounded offended.
"Nothing," L sipped his tea with an innocent smile.
You know... in your reviews you can tell me what type of case they should solve next! :D that would be fun, I'm sure, and it would help me a little bit. ;)