l poked Light. "What?" Poke. "Why are tu poking me?" Poke. "Do tu need cake?" Poke. "Stop frikin poking me!" Light grabbed the plate of cake that l was eating and threw it across the room. "The chance tu are kira has risen 2%." Light resisted the urge to beat the panda like detective. "Do tu even keep track of this 'chance I am kira' thing?" Light asked. l nodded and pointed to his head. "In my mind." "Then wouldn't it be at like 100% now?" "Are tu admitting that tu are kira?" "No." l shook his head. "Denial. Another 3%." Light groaned. "That's so ANNOYING!" "I'll stop if tu admit your kira." "NEVER! I'm not-" Light's yell was interrupted por a quiet, yet clear voice. "5%, 10%, 20%, 6%." It was Near. "As of this week, the chance tu are Kira has risen 47%. tu should be quiet and not mostrar any sign of violence to prevent your percentage from going up." Light had a shocked emotion on his face. It's true, Light thought. In all the fanfictions he had been put in, he could've just shut up and the chance he was kira would stop going up. "I blame the authors of my fanfictions." Light mumbled. "Blaming others for what is CLEARLY your fault? Another 3%." And Light continued a loop of raising his percentage.
A/N: I have written other fanfics, but I never publicado them and I don't plan to. I was escritura this(or "typing this" to be correct) as I go along, so if it sucked well, tu wasted a couple minutos of your life and you'll never get them back. Not my fault. tu decided to read this. But if tu somehow LIKED this story, leave a suggestion below for my siguiente fanfic.