Set during Volumes 5/6 of the manga, during when Higuchi has the death note but Light is still chained to L as L still highly suspects Light of being Kira. (Light is angered. Punch/kick/punch/kick etc..Hilarity ensues as they get dragged around after each hit lands on their arguing opponent). L's pov coming soon...heh.

-le fighting-
-le crash-to-the-floor-


In his anger and frustration, Light didn't think. He just grabbed Ryuzaki by the hair and crushed their mouths together. Ryuzaki instantly froze. Light could feel his entire body stiffen - practically hear his brain ticking over; alarm bells going off at the unexpected and unwanted physical contact. Light himself stilled, shocked at his own actions; at what had appeared to be an instinctive defiant reaction. Abruptly he pulled away, only a fraction, supporting himself with his weight. His hands splayed flat on the tiled floor beneath them both. Beneath L...who was in turn, beneath him. They were almost nose-to-nose, Ryuzaki's face white (-r than usual) with uncertain shock. Light could feel his pulse thumping through his veins; blood racing back to his heart which pounded furiously in his chest cavity. It felt like it would burst through his skin, tear through his muscles and flesh in a bloody spatter just to gain a greater expanse in which to sing. They breathed heavily. Light could feel, practically taste Ryuzaki's breath on his mouth, it was hot and -unsurprisingly- sweet. Then -

Ryuzaki's head tilted upwards ever-so-slightly, closer. Light felt a tiny hesitant shift in L's body as he leaned forward on his elbows. His pupils were dilated. His eyelids dipped. Light responded to the gentle hint of movement with his own. Their noses touched and their mouths caught. Their lips brushed, tentatively. It seemed to last all the way to the edge of the forever-expanding universe. Light felt like he was in space - his breathing stopped.

But in reality, it lasted for one cosmic second.

Then the voices returned from the hallway. Light's eyes widened in the reflection of Ryuzaki's and they ripped apart, on their feet and gasping. They stood as far apart as the chain would allow and it stretched taut between them, the links clinking softly. Aizawa, Mogi-San and Matsuda came back into the room. Matsuda stopped talking mid-sentence as he regarded them both, the overturned chair and scattered papers...and the undeniable tension flooding the monitor room.

He walked over to them, hands on his hips, "Have you guys been fighting again?! I thought we said it was a draw!"

"Give it a rest, Matsuda." Aizawa drawled, moving to the table to deposit a towering pile of paperwork with Mogi-San, his arms filled with the alike, "We shouldn't hide any problems between us, any disagreements should be discussed openly and dealt with. We should be focusing on the case."

"Exactly! So you guys shouldn't fight! Right?" Matsuda looked at them expectantly.

"Y-Yeah," Light managed. He turned away to the row of computer monitors, raising a hand to his bruised mouth which was, absurdly, throbbing.

"...Ryuzaki, don't you think you should lay off accusing Light of being Kira? Focus on finding out who the current Kira is, that's our top priority..."

"Very well, Matsuda-San. I shall refrain from verbally provoking Light-kun until after we catch the current Kira." Ryuzaki had already re-established himself in his previously vacated seat, a strawberry pierced on a fork that had miraculously appeared out of nowhere. His eyes were glazed but focused intently upon the computer screen in front of him, scanning back and forth across the monitor, evidently reading. Light looked away from the perched, sweet-munching Ryuzaki and sat down at his own laptop, wiggling the mouse to wake it from its hibernation. He tried to listen to the others, talking about the latest heart-attacks but he was failing spectacularly. He tried to focus, to clear his head but his body burned.

Ryuzaki's body had been hard and angular beneath him, but his skin had been soft; his lips had been tender. Light was surprised, even a little alarmed at himself for...fretting? Like a little schoolgirl...His heart was still pounding. The details were dizzying. He had had no romantic intentions in kissing Ryuzaki - he supposed its intent was similar, if not exactly the same as a punch-to-the-face. He was infuriated and resentful of the fact that Ryuzaki was still convinced that Light was, or had been Kira. L would never let up on his suspicions, forever laying down tests and traps in an attempt to trip Light up or to scorn a reaction worthy of Kira. As if the chain weren't already enough; they were handcuffed to each other every second of every day - they worked together constantly. Light was being watched constantly. L had sparked off another mind game and they had scuffled, argued. Light instantly forgot that they were bound by wrist to one another and so each punch and kick sent them flying. And so...And so Light kissed him. Kissed him in the face. Indignant and furious and determined, he did so.

That was his reasoning he supposed, nothing more. Nothing more, he told himself...But afterward, well...he-he was curious. W-wait. Wait! Not like that! It just happened, he wasn't thinking. He glanced over at Ryuzaki who was still eating. He was picking apart a piece of Strawberry Shortcake with deft, slender fingers. Each strawberry L uncovered beneath the layers of cake and cream was promptly stabbed with his fork before disappearing into his mouth. Light was thinking now. It had been the heat of the moment, he decided. His own frustrated annoyance mingled with Ryuzaki's shock and ill-prepared social capabilities. Light supposed his current rate of growth also had something to do with it, his (dare-he-say-it) hormones were probably wreaking havoc on his judgment acuity. Making him act spontaneously and stupidly. Stupid, Light sighed.

He needed to focus on the case, on capturing Kira. Osu! He would do it if it killed him. He and L were in this together, literally.

Light should apologise. They needed to work together and Light had undoubtedly unnerved or offended Ryuzaki in his actions...undoubtedly.

Although...


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