The Littlest Detective

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or Detective Conan. At all. (:

Summary: L holds true to his promise and keeps on the lookout for the BO. At the same time, he has taken on the Kira Case. Shortly after meeting the task force for the first time, L makes a shocking discovery.

The men before him were speaking amongst themselves. Between L and the rest of the task force, there was a tentative alliance and very little trust, but L expected as much given the circumstances.

He tapped away on the keyboard of the laptop in front of him, still listening to the others rambling off ideas and responses to a deduction he had given to them on Kira previously. On the little screen before him was a subject entirely separate from Kira, but one that warranted his attention regardless. His eyes furrowed at the information displayed.

"What unfortunate timing," he muttered to himself. The task force glanced up at him, but he made no move to tell them anything, remaining deep in thought.

Eventually, he came to a decision. He adjusted himself as he pulled out his cell phone, dialing the number so familiar to him.

"Watari?" he said when it connected. Perhaps L was lazy for simply not calling out to the man in the other room, but it didn't matter to him, "I need to collect someone, and I would like to do it in person." The task force was silent as they listened in curiously. Watari said something in response on the other side, which the task force was unable to hear, and then L hung up.

"Did you figure out something else?" Matsuda asked curiously, scooting closer to L's chair as he spoke.

"Nothing that would be of interest to you," L responded cryptically, before Watari stepped into the room, a sweet laden tray in his arms. He set the tray down on the table in front of L, before leaving again.

"Who are you going to go get?" Matsuda probed some more. His questions irritated L a bit, but he did not show it in his expression as he went to answer the child-like detective.

"No one tonight," he answered, his tone holding an air of finality that Matsuda wisely picked up on and left his questions at that. The rest of the task force went back to work, trying to forget they had ever heard the conversation, though in their minds the curiosity would not truly fade until that very next night.

Back by popular demand, the sequel-ish thing to A Case of Curiosity. Short prologue. Chapters will be longer than this, I promise.

On the other hand, this is mostly just a place holder for the story. I am working on a number of stories at this time, some for FF and some for Mibba, as well as school-work. It's finals week next week, so I'ma be swamped until Christmas break. I'll do some more writing over break, hopefully, so you might see an update or two this month. No promises though!

Ps. LOLOLL at the title. I stink at titles anyways, but this is what happens when I have to think of them after math class. I thought it was cute at the time…