HI! hoped you liked this!! thanks to my reveiws from the last oneshot thing!! I'm thinking about just putting different little one-shots in one little story thing........anyway tell me what you think!!
Disclamer:i don't own Death Note, if i did L wouldn't die and neither would Mello or Matt :'(
Cooked spaghetti
"Hmm," L said/hmmed as he wrote down who-knows-what in his note pad. Soichiro and him were at HQ watching Raito, and L wouldn't stop 'hmming' and not even giving an explanation.
"Hmmmmmmm" Soichiro couldn't take it anymore. It's been going on for hours.
"Did you find something Ryusaki?" He finally asked. L looked at Yagami-san then looked right back at the screens.
"Yes, yes I did."
"About Kira!?"
"Nope." Soichiro looked at L a little confused.
"Then-?" Soichiro starts but L cuts in.
"Oooh! What's this?" L watched as Raito pulled out what appeared to be a magazine. Soichiro looked appalled.
"I...I can't beleive MY SON would read that...that rubbish!!"
"It's not rubbish at all," L puts in. "He is after all a teenaged boy. ....but...." L quickly zoomed in on the magazine. "Oh, just girls."
Soichiro looked even more appalled at that statement.
"What are you suggesting!? That my son would look at anyother...well..."
"Well Yagami-san he does spend hours on his hair in the mornings, and have you seen the way he sits?" said L "Also another bit of information his, and yours for that matter, last name backwards spells imagay."
"MY SON" Soichiro bellowed."IS PERFECTLY STRAIGHT!"
"Yes well so is spaghetti untill you heat it up a little." L said with a voice of indifference. If looks could kill, L would be dead and burried so far under the earth that he could shake hands with satan. "Calm down Yagami-san. It's only a 5% possibility. Nothing you should worry about."
Soichiro seemed to calm down a little at that, but he was still visibly angry.
"But..." L starts. "He is a very handsome young man." Soichiro visibly paled and walked off muttering somthing about coffee as Watari walked in.
"What's the matter with Yagami-san?" Watari asks after seeing Soichiro's ghost white face.
"He doesn't like it when I compare his son to pasta. Nor can he take a joke." L mutters quietly.
"What was that?" Watari asks.
"I want cake." Watari just rolls his eyes and sets a slice of strawberry short cake in front of L. L gleefully dug in.
Hi! thx for reading! please reveiw!!