Hey guys, sorry for the filler chapter last time. Well, it gave you more insight to the characters. C: Plus some plot development! Yayy. Towards the end, sorta. Kinda. Whadd'ya mean no? O: Lol.
Anyhoo, I have a brand new shiny series out called 'Deadly Delusions'. It's not as cracky as TI but it still has humor, go check it out if you like. End shameless self-promotion. xD
Disclaimer; I do not own Death Note or any of its characters, no matter how much I love them. D: OH THE UNFAIRNESS OF THE WORLLDD.
Hikaru raised her eyebrows, taking off her glasses. "Well, that certainly was interesting, boys.. I'll see you next-." Both Raito and L sprinted to the door, clearly glad that the session was over.
"-week."
"If you hadn't glued that hat to my head then this wouldn't of happened!"
"If Raito-kun had not pushed me off the bed deliberately every night and leave me there then I would not have glued it to Raito-kun's head. Is Raito-kun aware how uncomfortable the floor is?"
"You don't even sleep at night!"
"Raito-kun, I am human and therefore, I do need sleep."
"Uhh.. I didn't mean that you're not human.. Just that uhmm.. This is all your fault!"
"Is not."
"Is too!"
"Not."
They were let loose a mere two seconds ago, and they're already at each other's throats. Hikaru sighed. Well, at least she had her work cut out for her.
The entire afternoon, Raito and L were pouting [even though they would say otherwise], and occasionally arguing with Watari that they didn't need to see a psychiatrist. When they realized that resistance was futile, a stony silence ensued. Until..
"RAITO-CHAN!"
Oh please no, it can't be.
"Hey Rai-chan, why are you wearing that ridiculous hat?"
Raito buried his face in his hands, hoping if he just ignored the problem it would just go away. He peeked between his fingers, saw the said problem had not disappeared instead was staring at his hat in morbid fascination, and groaned. "Why would you do this to me L?"
L smirked, "I had in my hands the means and in my heart, the will."
Light stared at him with an obvious 'what the fuck are you talking about?'
L sighed, "You didn't search me for a phone."
Raito face-palmed. His cell phone!
"But seriously L, my sister?!"
"That's mean onii-chan." Sayu had tears running down her cheeks. Raito sighed and reached out to comfort her when she saw the glint of the chain connecting the two boys. Her eyes brightened and the tears 'mysteriously' stopped. Raito blinked and withdrew his hand. Damn it, crocodile tears.
"Ooh! What's this onii-chan?! I didn't know you swung that way! Well.. Yes I did but kink! Kink!" She practically squealed before turning to L. "L-chan how big are you, you didn't hurt my brother have you?"
Just how she could say such perverted things with such an innocent face will be a secret the world will never know.
"Hey, why do you think that he's seme?!"
Sayu scoffed, "Well he's more manly than you onii-chan."
L blinked and ate a gummy bear. "It's true Raito-kun."
"WHAT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?! HE'S LIKE A LITTLE KID, HE WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO SURVIVE TWO SECONDS WITHOUT SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF HIM!"
Sayu completely unfazed, ticked down her list, "L doesn't care what he wears, eats whatever he wants, doesn't screech in people's ears, is the number one detective in the world.. along with you so I guess that doesn't count, but he has uber cool hair."
L cocked his head owlishly, "Uber cool hair?"
"Yes L-chan! You have the most awesome hair ever! Raito has to -and does- stand in front of the mirror for an hour just to do his hair. But your's has that super flippy -slash- spiky thing going for you." She leaned in conspiratorially and stage-whispered, "Rai-chan takes more time to get ready in the morning than a girl."
"I know Sayu-chan," and jingling the chain, he whispered back, "I have the pleasure of being chained to him. I must go through 'Raito's What Should I Wear Today' game every single day."
Sayu clapped her hands in glee, "I feel so bad for you L-chan! When he lived at home, he wouldn't let me in the bathroom in the morning! Anyways… do you two shower together?"
The weight of the two detectives' stares bore down on her; one slightly amused and the other, completely outraged.
"SAYU!"
She hid a smirk behind a cookie, which she had stolen from the dessert cart Watari was wheeling in, mind you, and ignoring L's mildly annoyed look said smugly, "I'll take that as a yes."
"Sayu-chan would be correct in assuming that we are forced to shower together." L pouted, silently mourning the loss of a cookie, "Watari will not allow us to take off the chain, even for privacy matters. He is absolutely set upon us getting along though I'm not sure why a chain is completely necessary."
She completely ignored L's statement that Watari had chained them together and L shrugged it off. Simply because she was a Yagami; and he knew from past experiences, Yagamis believed what they wanted. "Ooo. But what's with onii-chan's hat? Is it some sort of weird role-play?"
L was just about to answer the eager girl when an unidentified flying object flew from across the room and hit her square on the forehead. Across the room meaning from Raito's hand, of course.
"Ow, onii-chan! What?! I just asked about the hat!"
"Sayu-chan you really shouldn't talk about the hat." L eyed Raito who didn't look too stable at the moment.
"Why? I think it suits onii-chan very well! All pink and-"
This is how Sayu came to be the second person, in just 24 hours, to be hit by a blunt object by a very pissed off Raito. Repeatedly.
And both times, ironically enough, started with the hat perched on Raito's pretty little head.
At Whammy's rambunctious laughter was heard, and largely ignored.
'Looks like our 24 hour glue worked a little too well,' mused a certain red-headed gamer after scanning through an e-mail.
"Well better get ready." he said to no one. He got up, stretched and lit up a new cigarette. He started shoving random articles of clothing, a pack of his good cigarettes, and game consoles into a backpack. He was just about finished when a flash of yellow and black flew into the room and flung itself, face first, onto his bed.
"Hey Matty, what're you doing?" The voice was muffled but Matt had been around the blonde long enough to understand him. God bless his angelic soul.. and cigarettes.
"We are going to Japan."
Mello immediately looked up and propped himself on his elbows. "Alright! He contacted you already? That was fucking fast even for him." He waved a chocolate bar in the air before taking a bite. "Bet he wasn't too bloody pleased with the glue?"
The gamer grinned. "C'mon Mells, this is Golden Boy you're talking 'bout. 'Course he was pissed!"
"Ahh, the classic 'glue an ugly hat on someone's head' never gets old." Mello grinned evilly.
"Dude, last time wasn't funny."
"Aww, you're just sore because it was you!"
"Do you know how ugly Roger's hats are?!"
"I know I still have pictures!" Mello collapsed into giggles and proceeded to roll around on the bed before promptly falling off in a rather awkward (painful-looking) way.
Clutching his knee, the blonde cried, "Ouch! Matty! I got a boo-boo."
Ignoring his friend's wails, Matt shuffled out of the room, backpack in hand. "Bloody sugar-high. Really ought to hide some of his god damned chocolate."
As he strolled down the halls of Whammy's, he mumbled, "Now, if I was a little albino boy with a toy fetish, where would I be?" The goggled-boy grinned and headed for the playroom.
I bet everyone is pretty much wishing for me to get rid of the hat, ne? It shall be gone next chapter!
I'm sorry, it's a bit rushed. I had no time for writing, ya'll know all the usual excuses; school and homework, blahblahblah. I just had this sitting on my laptop, mocking me so I just shipped it off. At least now you know who L was talking to? Please don't kill me.
I'll try to update soon. But reviews make me update faster! Just saying.. This is not subliminal messaging. And no that was not reverse psychology! LOL. -flashes peace sign-
-Akari C: