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"Take your pants off first, Yagami-kun."
Misa would have exploded with rage if she had heard those words. Who knows what she would have done if she knew that Light's response was to obey.
As Light's pants slid to the floor, L simultaneously into a crouching position. He stared up at his young captive; dark, fathomless eyes scrutinising every inch of Light's form.
Acutely aware of L's piercing gaze, Light hesitated when he reached his underwear. He hooked his thumbs tentatively into the waistband, glancing briefly at L. The detective raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly. Light continued to undress.
"Hmm…" L murmured, eyes still fixed on the younger man's now half-naked body. "It seems you are just a little bigger than me…" He shuffled past Light, the chain linking them jingling with every step. Delicately, L picked up a paper bag from the bedside cabinet and probed the contents. "These should fit," he said, thrusting a package into Light's hand.
"Thanks," Light smiled. "I'll put this on, then we'll sort out getting my top off, right?"
"Mm-hmm."
Light had imagined that undressing whilst chained to another man would be awkward, however it seemed that L had planned a method in advance. Once Light had sorted himself out, L made his way over to stand beside him. L's fingers curled gently but firmly around Light's cuffed wrist, while his free hand slid into the pocket of his jeans. Seconds later, he withdrew his hand, having located the key to the handcuffs. Quickly and deftly, the detective unlocked Light's cuff, removed it from his wrist and crouched down to attach it to his ankle.
"Very impressive, Ryuzaki," Light grinned as he began to remove his top. "I'm not getting away from you anytime soon, am I?"
"Agreed. Please hurry, Yagami-kun - I would rather we waste as little time as possible."
Light quickened his pace as suggested. He wanted to get into bed too.
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"Okay - I'm ready," Light announced, somewhat superfluously - L had, of course, been watching the whole time. The cuff was removed from Light's ankle and reattached to his wrist. "But what about you?"
"Don't worry about that. Just get into bed, Light-kun."
"Uh?" Light frowned bemusedly at L, who was still clothed in his t-shirt and jeans. "But…"
"Bed," L repeated firmly. Dark eyes fixed Light with a look so enigmatic it was mesmerising.
"Uh… sure."
Light slipped between the bed sheets as requested. L clambered onto the bed beside him and knelt down. The detective removed his side of the handcuffs, then, in one swift movement, straddled Light, attached the cuff to the bedpost and stepped down from the opposite side of the bed.
"I won't be long, I promise," L assured Light as his gaze flicked from the handcuffs to his captor in bewilderment.
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To Light's disbelief and frustration, L disappeared into the en suite bathroom to get ready.
A few seconds of silence, excepting the rustling of clothes being removed.
"Light-kun?"
"Mm?"
"About us being together like this…"
"Yeah?"
"…Do you share Misa-san's suspicions?"
Remembering the model's earlier outburst, Light's face broke into a wry smile. "What? Do I believe you have ulterior motives, you mean?"
"Mm."
Light ran the silver chain through the fingers of his free hand, from wrist to bed post.
"…No. Ryuzaki, I don't believe for one second that you insisted on us being chained together for any reason than the one you gave - to keep me under surveillance."
"But Light-kun, this method of surveillance does mean I will not merely be monitoring you - I will be present at all times. I will be sharing a bed with you. I will be showering with you…"
"Don't say that too loudly - Misa's only in the next room!" Light laughed, imagining the model's horror at having her worst fears confirmed by Ryuzaki himself. "Seriously though, I've given it some thought since you announced your plan this afternoon - it makes a lot of sense to do it this way."
"Go on…"
"You suspect me of being Kira, so you don't want to let me out of your sight. But you made a bargain with my dad to free me, and now we're working on the case together."
"Correct."
"So, you couldn't keep me in a cell any more, and it would be inconvenient and unreliable to merely put a tail on me, of put cameras and bugs on me or in my room, so this is probably the most logical way for you to work with me whilst constantly watching me…" He paused significantly, glancing over at the bathroom door. "…Except for right now, that is."
"Incorrect. Actually I have a mirror set up to reflect your position - I left the door ajar on purpose. You're scratching your nose right now."
Light rolled his eyes and tried not to laugh as he drew his hand away from his face and back under the sheets. "Okay… you're constantly watching!"
"Indeed I am," L confirmed. "But we are digressing. Basically, what you were saying is that you don't think I'm in this for sex?"
"Right," Light agreed. "I mean, if you wanted to have sex with me, you probably wouldn't have gone to the trouble of getting me these new pyjamas." He turned to face the gap in the door, so that L could see his face clearly in the mirror. "They fit perfectly, by the way."
"I assumed they would - I have a good eye for things like that."
"Right…"
"So, you trust me then?" L's voice seemed a little closer to the bathroom door this time.
"Yeah."
"Good."
The bathroom light clicked off and the door swung open. Light's mouth followed suit, gaping at what stood before him.
"Are you okay, Yagami-kun?" L cocked his head and gazed earnestly at his young companion.
"Uh…"
L was naked.
Completely nude.
Utterly devoid of clothing.
Clad in not a stitch.
Wearing nothing but… well, not even a smile.
Light tried not to stare as L padded across the room to his side of the bed. He really had no idea where to look or what to think, especially given their recent conversation.
Throwing back the sheets, L climbed into bed next to Light. Key in hand, the detective leaned over Light to remove the handcuffs from the bedpost. L's bare chest pressed gently against Light's face as he fiddled with the lock. For what seemed an age, Light lay beneath him, barely breathing, feeling something between amusement, confusion and horror. Eventually, the cuff returned to L's wrist with a click.
As Light caught his breath again, L bent over the side of the bed and groped around for something.
"Aha." The detective sat up once more, a jar of chocolate spread dangling between his thumb and forefinger. "Care for something sweet, Light-kun?"
Light made a choking noise. "Wh- what is that for?" he spluttered.
"It is for me," L replied, matter-of-factly.
Light gulped.
L unscrewed the lid of the jar and slid a long, slender digit into the chocolatey ooze. Having scooped up a generous dollop, he wrapped his tongue around his finger, running the tip across the gooey mess before taking it into his mouth. L trained his penetrating gaze on Light as he sucked hard on his finger, smearing chocolate on his lips as he did so.
Light swallowed the lump in his throat.
"Really Light-kun - if there is something I can do for you, tell me," L said, perhaps noticing Light's discomfort.
Perhaps.
Placing the jar carefully on the bedside table, L flicked his tongue over the sticky remnants of the chocolate like a cat lapping cream.
Light struggled to regain composure. "I… I'm just tired," he insisted, giving L a shaky smile.
"Oh. I see." L stared across the room, a sullen look on his face.
"Umm… okay?"
"Okay."
Light closed his eyes and sighed. "Good night, Ryuzaki," he muttered.
Silence.
"Light-kun?"
"What?" Light groaned.
In place of a response, Light received a shock. Before he knew what was happening, L's hands were clamped to his shoulders, pinning him to the bed. Misa would certainly not be pleased…
Too shocked to resist, Light simply lay back as L's lips met his own. For a few brief seconds they remained, enveloped in each other's body heat, and the lingering scent of chocolate. L's lips were surprisingly soft, his kiss delicate. Light responded in spite of himself.
When L pulled away, Light lay, stunned and breathless, staring up at the lavishly embroidered canopy of the four-poster bed. "What…?" he gasped, finally. "You… you mean Misa… You did have… an ulterior motive?"
L gazed down at Light, nibbling the pad of his thumb.
"Incorrect. That's the second time tonight, Yagami-kun…"
"Huh?"
A rare smile flickered across the young detective's face; beginning with a twitch of his lips, transforming into a mischievous twinkle as it reached his usually expressionless eyes.
"Don't take everything so seriously, Light-kun."
Turning his back to Light, L curled into a ball, taking most of the bed sheets with him, and flicked the light off without another word.
Light sighed. Living with L was going to be difficult…
Author's Note: …
So… who thought they were going to get a full-blown yaoi?
I see…
Mad at me?
XD
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Yet again, silly fluff. I doubt I'm up to much else…
Thanks to my long-suffering brother FFYP-det-Yagami for pulling all kinds of weird faces whilst proof-reading this. I do apologise!
As ever, reviews , questions and comments are welcomed with little squeaky excited noises! I'm thinking of possibly writing more chapters for this one - if I get enough positive feedback I may be inspired to dream up some other situations… Maybe.