Okay. I now officially have a thing for LxMatsuda. I blame Ratt9 and Stormygio. I've only said that to them and everyone else on the planet about nine times now. But it's true. LxMatsuda has given my life new meaning. Not really. That'd be weird.

Kira had finally fallen asleep. L glanced over his shoulder at the masquerading serial killer to be sure he was out cold, and then turned back to the monitor. He had several windows minimized next to a live feed of the surveillance cameras in the building.

Feeling distinctly diabolical, he clicked on the camera in Matsuda's tiny flat within the Task Force Headquarters building. His screen filled with images. L reached to the side and plopped several sugar cubes into his cup of coffee before taking a sip. When he looked back to the computer, he scanned several of the squares of video feed until he got to the bedroom, where Matsuda was collapsed on the bed.

The detective had loosened his tie, but had otherwise fallen into bed completely dressed with his suit rumpled and mouth wide open. Although L could not make out whether the young man was drooling, he was 73% certain that he was and L was willing to bet his cake on those odds. After all, Matsuda had died earlier that night. He'd had enough to drink so that the board members of Yotsuba didn't suspect he was faking. Alcohol consumption contributes to snoring and drooling, as it compresses the part of the brain that regulates breathing.

More like 99.64%.

But whether or not the young man was snoring or drooling was not the only thing on L's mind. He supposed what he was doing could be considered perverted, which was why he had checked so fervently over his shoulder to be sure Light was asleep. But at the same time, L was not simply staring at Matsuda's sleeping form for pleasure. He wasn't looking at the way his arm draped over his side and the fact that his hair was messily slipping into his eyes. But it was there, and he did see it.

And there was nothing wrong with looking. Especially since no one would know.

"Ryuzaki, what are you doing?" came a voice from behind him. Light was sitting up on the couch, rubbing his eyes. L went stock still, and then the supersleuth's hand shot out towards the keyboard. He clumsily knocked over a stack of sugar cubes and dipped the end of his sleeve in coffee, but quickly righted the situation and tapped in feverish commands on the keyboard.

Bemused, Light stood up and made his way over to the crouched man.

"Why were you looking at the surveillance cameras in Matsuda's room?" he asked. L was holding the dripping sleeve up in front of his face and didn't as much as look at Light as he approached.

"I do not understand what Light means." He kept his eyes adamantly on the stained sleeve.

Light laughed and put his hand on the counter to lean over L, causing the chain of the handcuff to clatter noisily.

"You were looking at the surveillance cameras in Matsuda's room. What's wrong? Is he a Kira suspect as well? I suppose you could chain us all together."

"40%, suggesting something like that. The presence of another Kira suspect would be ideal for someone in your – or should I say, Kira's – position." L said, finally looking at him. Light smiled.

"So?"

"Is Light suggesting that he is questioning my actions?"

"Uh, yes. Obviously."

"I do not believe it is necessary to disclose that information to you, but if you must know, I was simply concerned for Matsuda's wellbeing. He has been showing symptoms of night terrors and I offered to watch over him while he slept. He was quite embarrassed, and wished no one else to know," L rattled off the lie easily, his deep tone never fluctuating.

Light looked skeptical.

"Matsuda is having nightmares? It's not that big of a deal."

"Night terrors," L corrected, "are not to be confused with nightmares. A nightmare is a bad dream one might experience that causes feelings of dread or fright. A night terror causes feelings of horror and are closely associated with mental disorders or post-traumatic stress disorder. They are far more serious and could result in the sleeper injuring themselves."

"Got it," Light said, holding his hands up in defeat. "So you're making sure he doesn't choke himself or punch his own skull in."

"Actually, more common effects are things like thrashing or tossing," L said, pleased with the fabric of his lie.

"Are you sure that's the only reason?" Light inquired after a moment.

"I assure you that it is."

"I don't believe you."

"It is up to Light to decide what he wishes to believe and what he does not. It does not concern me. Please return to the couch and go back to sleep."

L finished mopping up the spill on the tray beside his keyboard while Light continued to stand there. L sighed and plopped a salvaged sugar cube into his half-empty coffee and took a sip.

"I did not tell Light the entire truth. I was not only concerned for the wellbeing of my coworker, but I also wished to discover the culprit behind the naked cakes. I suspect Matsuda of sleep walking into the kitchen and licking the icing off of them. However, he has not exhibited any symptoms of sleepwalking in the few hours he has been asleep. I am sure I will figure it out eventually. Light may go back to sleep, otherwise I will be forced to include you in my suspicions as well, despite our constant close proximity."

Light looked like he believed this story more, so he scoffed and nodded and went to lie down on the couch, the chain of the handcuffs sweeping the floor as he went.

When L was certain that he was asleep again, he allowed himself to relax. He moused back over to the video feed. But instead of opening it again, he just sighed and closed it out, and minimized all of his work from the Kira case.

He tucked his chin into his chest and put his hands on his knees, allowing his tired eyes to shut. He'd be lying if he said that not all 100% of his thoughts were on the young detective sleeping in the other room, with his tie loosened and his dayclothes rumpled.

Not so much fluffeh as just suggestive. Who's got a crush on Matsuda? L's got a crush on Matsuda. I wish I could make it more obvious and do a direct confrontation between the two, but I'm really scared I'll screw up the amazingness that is LxMatsuda. So you must content yourself with L ogling him through the cameras.