Title: Not my Birthday

Author: Me

Rating: M

Pairings: Raito/ Ryuuzaki

Author Note: Okay, This was random bordom at 3:00 in the morning. I was speaking with my Twin, Marlene, and she left me so I was stuck to write this nothing-ness. Please excuse me for it, but oh well.

Guess this goes out to My twin! Love you tons!


Raito Yagami starred at the man in front of him with chocolate brown orbs that happened to be looking through the brown hair which fell in front of his eyes. It wasn't an angry stare, nor a sad or happy one; more of a what the hell look. Seeing as no one other then Ryuuzaki, also known as the famous L was standing in front of him. Oh no, he wasn't just standing there, he was standing there with nothing on.

Yes, Ryuuzaki was standing naked right in front of Raito with a stupid looking smile. Sure being connected by the wrist meant that they were forced to dress in front of each other, but Raito was pretty sure practically ripping the clothes from your body in a kitchen was not a great time to do so.

"What are you doing..." Raito was confused, but he didn't let it show on his face as he stayed calm, features almost unreadable.

"Happy Birthday, Raito-kun." Ryuuzaki took whatever steps forward he could until his knees pushed against Raito who was sitting in the chair. He leaned over, hands placed on his shoulders while lips stayed barely apart, almost touching.

"...What are you...?" He was cut off with a gentle finger pressing to his lips and a few words of silence to keep him quite. He looked up, starring into the black eyes before him with questions that were still unanswered, but he never got to them as lips brushed against one another and all was forgotten.

From there both boys fell, and they fell pretty damn hard too. Between the making out, hushed whispers, hard fucks, and gentle love making; either knew what had happened until they lay tangled up in a bed. Legs intertwined, sheets wrapped and twist around their bodies, and Ryuuzaki with his head buried against his lovers neck.

"You know, It wasn't my Birthday." It was a quite statement, though it held no regret in the owners voices as he starred blankly at the ceiling and occasionally at Ryuk laughing at him from the corner. He was content just laying there.

"I know, but it didn't stop me."

And he couldn't help the smirk spreading on his face.