The Game Of Deduction.

Chapter 1

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The curly haired consulting detective sat with his legs crossed leaning on the leather armchair, he lit yet another cigarette without any attempt at conversation.

John fidgeted in his chair as his eyes yet again wandered to the peculiar young man sitting wide-eyed in the chair directly in front of Sherlock. He sat crouched on the chair with his knees close to his chest, his forehead was covered by a clump of dishevelled hair and there were huge black bags under his eyes.

His butler, Watari reeled the tea tray into the drawing room and handed everyone tea. John whispered a little thank you while taking the cup.

Sherlock placed his tea onto the table. There were cupcakes on the tray, although John did not remember having any in the house.

"Sherlock." The boy said frowning as he took a sip of his tea. His voice brought John back into present.

Sherlock's lips parted to let off smoke.

"L." Sherlock addressed him.

L picked up a sugar cube between his thumb and forefinger and added it to his tea. He kept adding sugar to his tea to the point where John thought it would taste like sugary syrup. He began stirring his tea and looked up at Sherlock again.

"You must be fully aware of my business here." He said.

"Yes I am." Sherlock said.
L took another sip of his tea and smiled.

"You must know Mr. Holmes that I prefer to work alone but in your case I might be willing to make an exception." L said.

Sherlock stood up with a whirl of his blue dressing gown.
He put out the cigarette by grinding it against the table.

"I do not require any assistance on this case. You free to leave now." Sherlock snapped.

"Mr. Holmes I am not here to assist you, the case has been officially handed over to me by the British government. I was merely suggesting an offer to work under me." L said rubbing his toes over each other as he helped himself to a cupcake.

John Watson's eyes went wide in alarm. He looked over Sherlock as he might blow up.

Sherlock paced around the room with a surprisingly calm expression on his face.

"In that case, I would just have to continue the investigation on my own. Not that the aid of the Scotland

Yard was of any value." He said.

"I am obliged to inform you that any interference will not be tolerated." L said

"I am obliged to disregard that information." Sherlock said.

"You are walking on eggshells here, Mr. Holmes." L said.

"Well then, we will just have to see who catches the killer first." Sherlock said with a faking a broad smile on his face.

"We just might. Let's go Watari," L said with finality in his tone as he got up. He walked with his shoulders

crouched towards the door while his butler followed donning his long coat and an oversized hat.

"Till then. Sherlock Holmes." L said as he walked out of the door the butler held open for him.

As soon as the door shut, Sherlock bounced back on the couch and drained the cup of tea placed on the table in a shot. John saw Sherlock's eyes light up in excitement.

"Call Lestrade John, tell him to be here at once." He said as
he watched the black limousine race out of his view from the window of 221B Baker's street.

"The Game Is On!"

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