My first death note fic :) I don't know if it's good, but I had to right it down. I so terribly want to make it into a lemon...Well, review for me if you like :)

For the thrill of it all

Eleven o'clock.

Father and the others will be gone soon.

Ain't that convenient, L?

I know you've been watching me lately, more so than usual. As I sit here in this desk beside you, chained to you and unable to escape your gaze for even a millisecond.

I know L. I know you've been watching me. And no doubt- you know that I know.

Eleven and a half.

This is a game we're used to play. When we're alone, staring at nothing and anything just to avoid staring at each other.

Because I know what you are thinking L. And it is also in my mind.

-You want me to be Kira, right?

-Yes.

-Why?

-You don't know?

-Because you'd be right in your assumptions.

-That also.

-What else?

-Don't play dumb with me now, Light-kun.

-You like this game.

In my mind, you grin. I answer with a sneer, but my eyes are blazing.

-If I'm Kira, you'll soon be dead.

-Unless I keep you trapped.

You pull at the chain to prove your point.

-You think this can trap me?

-You are chained by my mind, Light-kun. Not to my hand. This linkage is purely a proof.

-Of what?

I know what you're gonna say, but I ask anyway. For the pure thrill of it all.

-Proof that you are below me.

I laugh. Not because that is plain stupid. It is not. I laugh because I wanted to hear that. I allowed you to keep me like this, I am playing you and you know it, but I did it, I accepted, because…I thought it would be interesting to be owned by you. Physically. Mentally. Even if it isn't true, it's what my brain thinks at the image of this chain.

You're getting me excited.

-If I'm Kira, your possibility of dying tonight increased just now by 60%

-You won't kill me.

-And why is that?

-Many reasons. It's not the time, yet. But, most importantly, I think Light kun…

Twelve o'clock. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear Father bid me goodnight. I don't know if I answer, I am only aware of your unmoving eyes staring at the computer screen. I feel you tense. This is our hour of truth. When you are L and I am the one you're looking for.

The hours when you know, you've been chasing your own tail.

The door closes behind my father, and the room is dark and silent. Your face glows blue in the light of the computer screen. I keep staring at the one in front of my face, pretending their absence doesn't mean anything.

My mind keeps conjuring up this insane dialog.

-I think Light-kun lives for our twisted little game, now.

True enough. What will I chase, in a world without your wits? No murder has ever gotten me that excited. I dream of killing you, L-kun.

But if you catch your dream, what do you chase after then?

-I will get you.

-Not if I get you first.

I feel a bit paranoid, having this vivid conversation in my head. I decide to stop thinking this much and go to sleep. Dragging you along, of course.

But in that moment, I realize you've been looking at me.

I turn around to answer your stare.

My eyes burn at the image of your face, blazing with excitement and unconcealed greed.

I cannot hold myself.

In that insane second, when a million thoughts are entering my head, I can only sneer.

Your eyes light up even more, if possible.

"I'll get you" you whisper, voice hoarse and filled with something so arousing, it should be illegal.

My nails scratch the desk, my veins heat up and I am fighting the shiver you send up my spine.

Then, against my better judgment, I snarl back:

"You'd better"