And in that moment, Light knew that he was in a predicament.
As L had suggested just moments before, chaining himself to Light was a fantastic way to prove his innocence. Under constant surveillance by L while the killings were still be carried out? Of course it would prove that Light was innocent! But constant surveillance... Images began to flash through Light's mind. Eating together, sleeping together, even bathing together? All of this seemed absurd and horrifying to Light.
"Something wrong, Yagami-kun? Your face seems pale all of the sudden..." L remarked with his usual detached, unemotional tone.
Light quickly responded with a simple, "Oh, no, I'm fine."
And so, as the cold, hard metal of the handcuff touched the flesh of his left wrist, a cold, hard sense of ominous dread settled into the pit of his stomach. Plenty of things could go wrong...
But wait, he thought, irrational thoughts will be your downfall, use logic. The chain was about 5 or 6 feet long, meaning that most of these awkward situations could easily be avoided, and all of their work on the Kira case could still be carried on as normal for this reason. Best of all, if everything went correctly, Light would be unchained within a few weeks. L is usually a reasonable man, right? These thoughts still did not satisfy Light, and doubts began to cloud his mind again, only to be broken by the cool sound of L's voice.
"Yagami-kun, where do you wish to sleep tonight?"
Quite startled by this sudden inquiry, Light quickly blurted the first thing that came to mind. "I...uh..the couch is fine, right?"
"Are you sure? I hear it may get pretty cold tonight."
Flustered by this remark, and quickly turning a subtle crimson, Light replied, "Of course, I'll be just fine." L shrugged and quickly turned back to the glowing computer screen, the light reflecting off of his chilling black eyes, and off of the obvious look of disappointment on his normally emotionless face. Unsettled by this encounter, Light himself mentally shrugged it off and resumed his work, shackles jostling and ringing as he turned in his chair.
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