Okay, so first DN story P I know it's short, but it's a preview for what's to come! All i need is one person to tell me they like it to keep on going But criticism is greatly appreciated! And I promise chapter two will be much longer! 3
"This is so degrading," The boy named Light said under his breath. He waited for a response, but the only sound he could hear was the clinking of the chains on the linoleum floor.
"I don't understand why we have to be chained together like this!" Light said, a bit more loudly this time.
"You know why." The slouched boy named L said back.
Light glared at the other boy in frustration. No, not glaring, admiring. L was so odd, so … different, it was intriguing. His pitch black hair spiking up in all different directions, the dark circles under his eyes from his insomnia, and his usual attire of a white, cotton shirt and some blue jeans, with no shoes of course. L was, for lack of a better term, fascinating. Yet extremely annoying. He was always on Light's last nerve, accusing him of being Kira at the most inappropriate of times, keeping him up all night clicking mercilessly away at his laptop, and always doing pointless tests that somehow proved Light was Kira.
Which he wasn't, as far as Light knew.
They came at a door on their left, turning the door knob and stepping into the spacious bedroom.
"Are you at least going to try to get some sleep tonight? For my sake and yours?" Light asked while trying to stifle a yawn.
"I do not sleep." L stated rather than answered.
"Well, you should. I think your attitude and appearance would benefit slightly." Light said, trying to add a slight edge to the insult.
"Was that supposed to hurt me?"
"Yes."
"Hmm. Hurting me….sounds like something Kira would do." L thought out-loud.
Light looked at him, incredulous.
"You have got to be kidding me! Any normal person would just a little ticked off if a certain someone kept them up all night with that damn laptop!"
L just shrugged, not taking Light's words in at all.
Light made a grunt in frustration. "Sometimes Ryuzaki, I just want to strangle you."
A slight smile played across L's lips.
"Sounds like something Kir-"
"SHUT UP!" Light snapped, cutting L off.
Having enough aggravation for one night, Light slowly removed his clothing, replacing them with comfy pajamas. He was careful to have his back turned to L; he always stared when Light got dressed. He pretended not to notice, saving them both from severe awkwardness.
He climbed into the bed, only pulling the sheets up instead of the blanket. The night was clement and muggy; he would have just slept in his boxers with no coverage at all, but again, awkwardness.
He turned his back to L, waiting for him to start clicking away callously at his laptop. But instead, he felt the mattress shift momentarily, and then heard L sigh.
"Maybe I will take your advice, Light-kun. You know, for my appearance."