Stupid Raito

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Getting home from the first meeting, L sat down on the couch. Raito was glad to be home. He didn't want to be in that building anymore. Across the hall from the Addicts Anonymous had been Anger Management. It had always surprised him how people could be so angry that they need help.

L looked around. Finding what he wanted, no, finding what he needed, he opened the lid. Luckily, Raito saw before he got the brightly colored candy in his mouth.

Raito snatched away the candy, and took the box. 'I thought the whole point to going was to STOP the candy.'

'Awww, come on, it's low sugar.' L didn't want to beg, but he would if he had to.

'It doesn't matter. Do you think the alcoholics say, "Come on, it's just a beer.'? No, they don't. You have to break the habit. I will no just stand here and see you flush your life down the toilet.' Actually, Raito just liked seeing L suffer. It made him happy to see the monkey man squirm. He was clenching and unclenching his fists. His eyes darted around nervously. His nose twitched. He looked more and more like the nut case Raito knew him to be. And all of this after only three hours of sugarlessness. This was going to be fun.

'Oh, Raito, your concern makes me happy, but, you don't understand. I need it. Just a little bit. One candy, that's all. I'll stop after one. I promise. Just let me have it.' He cringed as he added, 'Please.' He couldn't believe he was saying please to a possible murderer, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

'You don't think you have a problem, do you? Remember, the first step is….' He couldn't finish his sentence because L jumped on him.

'Give me the candy!' He grabbed Raito's wrist and banged it against the arm of the chair. He was sure that was the hand witch had the candy. Unfortunately, without his normal sugar high, L couldn't pry Raito's fingers open. Raito got him off and backed up as far as he could while still attached to the man.

'You really have problems. You are probably the only person I know that's more hyper off sugar.'