Oh my god, I actually got this to you guys before Christmas! And if you don't celebrate Christmas, think of it as a Decemberween present!

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Death Note, but I don't

"Light, L says you should come back. It's getting dark out."

"I'll be fine, Matsuda."

"Come on, Light. As a Kira suspect, you can't be out here unsupervised."

"Screw Kira."

"You mean figuratively, or as in—"

"Shut up, Matsuda."

Light sat with his knees tucked up to his chest, arms looped loosely around his calves. He was shivering in his flimsy cotton shirt, but there was no way in hell he would show that. He let his gaze drift out over the edge of the roof and settle on the gently blinking lights on the horizon.

I bet they don't have lights like this in England, he thought. I'd definitely miss them if I married L and moved back to England. What? Marriage? I'm not going to marry L! It was just a kiss! I've kissed Misa, but that doesn't mean I'm going to marry her. Just a kiss…

"Earth to Light!" Matsuda waved a hand in front of Light's face as if checking whether or not Light could see him.

"Matsuda, get out of my face."

"Oh. Sorry." Matsuda's face developed a pleading look. "Please, just come inside. L will get mad at me if you don't, and you know what he's like when he's mad!"

Light sighed, taking pity on the detective. "Alright. I'll be right in."

"Shouldn't I stay out here to make sure that you—"

"I'll come in, Matsuda, I just need some time."

"Okay…" Matsuda looked unsure, but walked backwards towards the door leading inside, watching Light the whole time. He paused at the door. "I don't know what it is, but you can't let it get in the way of the investigation. Kira doesn't stop so you can mope. That's all."

Light nodded and stood slowly, brushing imaginary specks of dust off his clothing. Matsuda was right, of course. But how could he face L after running away like that? If you don't face him, you'll just keep running away, the treacherous voice in his head reminded him.

What if I want to run? He retorted.

Tough luck.


"Light-kun, we need to talk."

"I see nothing to talk about, Ryuzaki."

L sighed. "Light…"

Light rounded on him unexpectedly. "What? You think you can, can… kiss me, and just get away with it? I think the time for talking is over, Ryuzaki."

L fidgeted. "Light, I'm sorry. I didn't think. When you were so embarrassed, I was sure that it was me. It never occurred to me that you might not return my feelings."

Light stared at the uncomfortable detective. "Return…? Do you mean…"

"Yes, Raito, I care for you, probably much more than I should."

"Oh…" Light said in a very small voice. "You thought… that I didn't?"

"I don't know," L replied earnestly. "Do you?"

"I…" Light stopped, his throat dry. It was now or never. "I think so."

And with that, L was kissing him again, much more gently than the first time, but still enough to make Light want to moan. How could one simple action feel this good? Without thinking, he responded, running his tongue over the detective's lips hesitantly, but gradually gaining confidence as L opened his mouth slightly, allowing Light to explore this newfound territory.

It was when they broke apart, breathing heavily, that Light noticed L's hand, which had crept under his shirt.

"N-no, L, please…stop, please…" he gasped. "I…I c-can't do this. Not yet."

"Why not?" The detective murmured against his lips, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.

"B-because," Light said, wracking his brains to figure out why he couldn't do this when his body obviously wanted it so much. "We can't…it's just—this isn't real. We just need to be away from each other for a while."

"Light," L sighed, and Light noticed that the older man had still not moved from right next to his face, "you are entitled to your own emotions, but just know… what I feel for you is real. I don't know how deep it goes, if at all, but me wanting to molest you at this very minute is not in either of our imaginations."

Light shook his head, pushing away. "How can I trust you? How do I know you aren't… toying with my emotions?" As much as he hated to say such a weak phrase, it was all he could think of, especially with L so close.

"So you're admitting that you have feelings for me?"

"You're so presumptuous! I say I like someone, not you, and you decide to go and kiss me!"

"I was right, wasn't I?"


Light put his hands on L's shoulders just as the man was leaning in again. "Dammit, L, you can't just kiss me every time I admit that I like you!"

L cocked his head, which couldn't have been very comfortable in the position he was laying in. "I can't? I though it was appropriate for lovers to be affectionate."

Light could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, and, to his dismay, somewhat lower as well. "L-lovers? We're not lovers! It's just kissing!" He shouted, unsure of why he was so embarrassed.

"That may be true for the moment, Light-kun," L murmured, "but it could be so much more…"

"Get away from me," Light growled, "and don't come back until you've learned how to control yourself."

"Very well, darling," L said, kissing him once more, quickly this time. "I will try."

Light pulled away reluctantly, telling himself that he did not want those lips back on his in the slightest.



"So indeed, Light-kun."


"I have slept in the same bed as you for over a month and I have not molested you, Light-kun. Do you doubt my honor now that we have revealed our feelings?"


"I promise I shall be entirely honorable."

"Fine. Good night."

"Sleep well, Light-kun."


"Yes, Light-kun?"

"Get your hand. Off. My. Thigh."

"I apologize, Light-kun. I must have clutched onto it in my sleep."

"Like hell."


"Oh, hey, Light! How are you doing?"

"Fine, Matsuda."

"Hey, did you and Ryuzaki get over that lover's spat?"

Light spat out his coffee. "L-lover's spat?!" Did he know…?

Matsuda patted him on the back jovially. "Relax, Light, I was just kidding. You shouldn't be so uptight about everything."

Easy for you to say…

"Light-kun! There you are! I have potentially made a breakthrough on the case. Would you come here please?"

"Sure, Ryuzaki." Light walked back to the bed, picking up his laptop and joining the raven-haired detective.

"I will email you the case files," L told him.

Light nodded, waiting. When he saw the email alert in the corner of his screen, he clicked it, expecting an attachment. He was surprised to find a message as well:

Light-kun, finish this and maybe we can go to bed early tonight ;)

Light slammed down the top of his laptop. "That's it, Ryuzaki! I'm not going to be your fuckbuddy!"

Everyone in the room fell silent. Finally, Soichiro broke the silence in a weak voice: "L, I thought I told you I was not happy with your relationship."

Light sank down onto the bed, head in his hands, while L looked at him with an expression of mild disappointment. "You won't?"

Okay, this is probably odd, but whenever I read about Light and L sleeping in the same bed, I always think of it as a four-poster, maybe with a canopy. I know that's impossible with the chain and all, but I was just wondering if anyone else has this problem?
And, of course, review please?