Sigh.

Amadea glaces to the left.

Sigh.

Amadea glances to the right.

Sigh.

Amadea tapper her finger nails against the table.

Sigh.

"Would you stop that?" Light snapped, glaring over at Amadea. He was not in the best of moods, not only had his perfect persona been marred, but his tool- I mean, "girlfriend" had been submitted into a mental asylum. (Although he acted outraged and devastated by it, he couldn't help but thank the God in the back of his mind for getting rid of the foolish leech, though now he was down a pair of Shinigami eyes. It didn't help that Amadea had heard his thanks and had been holding it over his head ever since, either.)

"You owe me! Silence!" Amadea bellowed, standing up and knocking over her chair, pointing at the spot between Lights eyes.

"I owe you nothing." Light spat back in return, glaring dramatically.

"By the clock, 'tis day, and yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp: Is't night's predominance, or the day's shame, that darkness does the face of earth entomb, when living Light should kiss it?" Amadea sighed, falling back into her chair and proceeded to mope dramatically, grinding Light's last nerve. (Meaning, basically, in such context "the world is going to pot and I'm suppose to save it? Puh-lease.")

"Huh?" Matsuda said from across the room, staring at Amadea as if she had grown another head.

"Nothing, nothing, just the ramblings of an ill educated whore." Amadea waving off.

"... But you're not a whore." Matsuda replied, blinking.

"I was talking about Shakespeare, you twit." Amadea snapped back, glaring at everything as Light tried to stifle his snickering.

"But Shakespeare is the best known play write in history." Soichiro questioned, glancing up from the cold cup of coffee he had been hopelessly glancing into for the last 10 minutes. It was a very slow day at headquarters, clues were running dry and yet everything pointed to Light Yagami, no one really knew what to do.

... Well, Amadea did, but that was just annoy the hell out of Light and attempt to make L blush every shade of red possible in a short amount of time.

No one ever said a God had to be ambitious.

"Yes, he was, but he's also a rumored plagiarist whom stole such works as Romeo and Juliet, A Midsummer's Nights Dream, and The Twelfth Night. Try and compare them to Othello, Hamlet, Macbeth and Titus Andronicus. The writing style is completely different, also, the only started writing because he couldn't be bothered to go to University after Grammar school and wanted to prove his worth, he made up words and it took him 12 attempts to decide on how to spell his name. Furthermore, he ran from his home town in Warwickshire for London, because he didn't have the gut to fight for his freedom against his wife's father. Barely anyone knows today that Shakespeare was married and had children, all because he bedded the wrong woman and the father refused nothing less of matrimony, even though he had to hold a gun to his head to get it. I watched that boy grow up, my opinion is the only one here that isn't void." Amadea glared at everyone in the room, succeeding in shutting them up.

L placed his teaspoon back into his cup, causing a slight "ting".

"Oh, and of course yours too, snookums." Amadea fluttered her eyelashes in L's direction, only managing to gain a glare in return.

"You're no fun." Amadea sent telepathically.

"And you enjoy other peoples discomfort and pain and bit too much."

"What exactly did you expect? Me to go around fixing grazed on knees and getting kittens from trees? What do you think we have angels for, huh?" Amadea snorted, picking up her pen and proceeded to tap it against the table again.

"Well, I hope you don't mind, Ryuzaki, but I'm going home. We're not really getting much done and I haven't had a home cooked meal in a long time, I think my wife deserves to see me at least once a month, seeing as she kind of married me." Soichiro chuckled, standing up and brushing off his blazed after placing his abandoned coffee on the table.

"Very well, I suppose you do all deserve a break. You may all go back to your families now." L stated, standing as well, but only to scratch his leg with his foot.

"Um... Ryuzaki, I was wondering, could Light possibly come home for the night? It's just, my wife misses him and so does my daughter, all I request is one family night. Please." Soichiro begged slightly, eyes wide and hopeful.

"Do eeet, you know you want to." Amadea chanted in L's head, nudging him with her mind.

Sighing, L muttered a "fine" and stalked out of the room as Light smiled thankfully at his father.

Soon after, Amadea joined L in the kitchen, who was crouched on the floor in front of the open fridge.

"Don't get depressed, although I'd love to see you kick LightForce in the face close up, I'd rather not see you be punched again. I'd just hate to have to blast that little worm into the next universe. Preferably one my brother oversees, seeing as he can't be bothered to clean up his own messes." Amadea grumbled, crouching next to L by the fridge.

"Well, to be fair on Elijah, you are making it worse." L stated, biting lightly on his thumb.

Hitting him lightly upside the head, Amadea glared.

"Oh, so now you take Eli's side, thanks for that... Wait... More memories?" Amadea questioned, poking L in the side of the head hopefully.

"Something about 'wonder boy' and ripping out my spleen?(1)" L questioned, delicately taking out a muffin from the fridge with his pointer and thumb fingers.

"Sounds about right." Amadea said under head breath, pinching some of L's muffin, causing him to glare and hold it closer to himself.

"Tch, touchy sugar addict." Amadea huffed, standing up, resulting in a few bones clicking, and skipped out of the kitchen.

"We're going to visit Misa tomorrow." L whispered in to the muffin he brought to his lips.

"Noooo!"

(1): Law sat in between Amadea and Elijah as they glanced down at Amadea's universe from their perch inside the vast empty space called the time gates. Elijah, had, effectively, distroyed her hard work in a giant explosion.

7 days she had been working on creating the perfect universe, then Elijah got bored and decided to see what would happen if he threw two of the main planets at each other with his mind. Basically, everything set off with a "bang".

"I don't think you were suppose to do that." Law stated, staring down as black hole emerged between new planets, destroying what remained of the original intact ones before vanishing. Amadea had yet to move, staring down at her universe like a child whose big brother had just destroyed her snow man, jaw slack, eyes tearing from lack of sleep and disbelief.

"Shut up, Wonder boy, or I'll wrip out your spleen." Elijah snapped, eyes darting towards his sister, he was pretty sure his head would be worse off than those two planets once she snapped out of her daze, and damnit, he needed time to get away! That "perfect justice" that the old fool had created to place "perfect balance" between the two. What a joke. He also didn't like how close he was getting to his sister, Elijah was higher than a human could ever imagine, but for the love of his mother, he'd beat the guy up if he lay a finger on her!

"Elijah." Amadea hissed, breaking him out of his own daze as he stared at her wide eyed. She only called him something other than "Eli" when she was extremely angry.

Squeaking, Elijah vanished from the time gates, soon followed by his sister, while Law stared down at Amadea's universe.

"I think it's better that way, personally... Hmm..." Law pondered, taking a taintive step into the universe and headed for the planet with the strongest life forms on it... Earth.

Right, my story is lacking substance at the moment, so I'm trying to kinda, steer it to a track that will kind of resemble a plot. It's just, whenever I write one story, another one come crashing into my head and the first goes flying out without a safety net. So yes. I know this chapter is really short, but it's to kind of just get the juices flowing so I can start up a longer one by Monday.

My lack of updating has an awesome excuse as well, but it's basically college and stuff, so not exactly interesting. I'm basically rambling here because I know how utterly annoying it is to have a story you're reading that's not been updated for a really long time to be updated and be all like "yay!" then open it to a short sentence that starts out "Hi guys!" it's like watching Santa die.

So yes, that's... Basically it. Thank you to all of my reviewers and dedicated readers! I love you like a fat kid loves cake, or L love cake, whatever floats your boat. You are the electricity to my Frankenstein that is my brain. I will do my detailed reply thing in my next chapter and stuff, so yes!

Thanks and shizz! And I don't own Death Note. D:

I own A Death Note, however. Glares warningly