IT all started that one day, those day when you don't feel like doing anything, and your mind is...just over whelmed with boredom. ...July...

L took one last look at Light before he went to sleep. L could see the irritation in Light's eyes that he felt for the detective...after all, they were hand cuffed together still. Light had forgotten his memories for sometime, but got them back even while they were handcuffed, stupid shinigami. Thanks to Ryuk, L could tell something was different about Light. It was the night of the fight that happened about 6 hours ago, the fight in Amane's room. While Light didn't particularly like or hate L, he HATED Misa, her stupid high-voice, her brain capacity of a 5 year old, and her hair! Light wouldn't care about it so much if it didn't look like a 3 year old girl's hair. Those stupid pig tails, and bangs, he wouldn't mind the bangs, but the pig tails! It drove him crazy. He wanted to kill her so badly... stupid Rem, he hated it all.

Light woke up facing the detective on the other side of the bed, he starred at the clock, 3:15 AM? He looked back over at a sleeping L and starred at him. Since when does L sleep? He tried to get comfortable...but it was utterly impossible, having a chain on your wrist, well... isn't a ideal thing to wear while trying to sleep, never the less, he settled back down as the cold chain tickled his cheek. After about an hour of laying there eye closed, he fell asleep uncomfortably.

Beep beep beep...beep beep beep ...shut up alarm clock..."Light-kun" a faded voice said. "Light, wake up" "nnggh" "Light, don't make me kick you." Light eyes fluttered open only to reveal a Panda-eyed man looking over him. "five minutes Ryuzaki," "No."
"Whhhy" Light snarled
"Because," L said smirking
"Because why" Light looked over with a lazy frown.
"Because I said so." L said expressionless
"jeez you sound like my mom" Light growled.
"I must inform you to say your mom sounds like a man will be rather insulting to her Light-kun."
"Shut up." Light yelled.

They headed down stairs while Light was still in his pajama pants. Light wasn't a person who liked getting up at 7:00am. He wore black pajama pants, and a skin tight t-shirt the had some band logo on it that read of three days grace. Matsuda and Sorichio didn't look so awake either. Mogi usually woke up earlier anyway and Aizuwa was out sick. "Morning," Light said in the middle of a yawn. "Morning Light, Ryuzaki." said Sorichio and Matsuda followed by a very tiring yawn that also caused Light to yawn again ,then L to yawn, then everyone looked surprised when they saw Ryuzaki yawn and stared at him for a minute or two... "What? L the detective can't yawn?" he said as Watari walked in with a trey of breakfast food. L gladly took a doughnut. "No, he can't, Hes not allowed." Light said smiling grabbing a cup a coffee with very little sugar put into it. L watched Light take a few sips in disgust.

"Light-kun" L said concerned.
"Yes?" Light replied.
"How...can Light-kun drink that with no sugar or creamer? Its completely disgusting!"
"I put sugar in here! Just not as much as someone I know!"
"And just HOW much do you put in there Light?"
"Half a tea-spoon."
L started chuckling, "You call that enough sugar?" L said. "Well, I'm not much of a sweet tooth" Light said poking at the doughnut causing it to fall onto L's lap, "Hey, Light-kun owes me a new Doughnut" L said glaring at Light. "Whatever, let me try your coffee then!" L happily handed his coffee over to Light. His eyes starring at the boys every move as he sipped the coffee. Light took a gulp rather than a sip... his eyes became as wide as dinner plates . It's not that bad, its better than mine, but what am I going to do? "Light." I mean I don't want him to think I have a sweet tooth, that will make me seem like I am losing... "Light?" damn what am I going to do? "LIGHT!" "huh? Oh, it wasn't bad". A smirk came across the detectives face.
"You liked it didn't you?"
"No! It was okay its not something I would drink regularly though!"
"I don't believe you Yagami-kun."
"Fine, I fucking like the sugary coffee, so? Who gives a fuck anyways."
L emerged a pout upon his face. "I do..." Light rolled his eyes and turned away to his work on the laptop on the desk before him, he sighed and continued to work, only to be gazed at by the detectives panda eyes. "Do you know, L?" Light said interrupting the silence, "know what?" L asked concerned. "Your eyes..."
"What about them?"
"They look like..."
"Like what?"
"Panda eyes."
"Panda?"
"Yes, Panda."
"Eyes?"
"Yes, panda eyes, you have panda eyes."
L then starred at Light for a few moments. When was the last time I looked in the mirror? 6 months maybe... I am sure I've glanced in the mirror a few times... L then yanked Light from his seat and sprinted up the stair case into their room only to run into the bathroom with Light barely dragging along. L then looked in the mirror to study his reflection. He looked unamused with his appearance. Tangled hair, plain blackish greyish eyes, pale, and those bags! How he hate them, he wouldn't have it if it wasn't for his insomnia.
He looked at Light who was panting for running so quickly. "You're right... I do have... panda eyes." this time L actually showed emotion, something was not normal, Light swore he saw a Blue glint hidden behind all the black in his eyes. L blushed away looking sad, Light knew a struck a nerve. "I-I'm sorry L". "What ever, its not as if my appearance will change anyways." L said faking a smile, which obviously was fake, because L never smiled, but Light liked it when he smiled, It fit his face well. "I could fix it, L" "No, I'm fine." he said glancing at the mirror again... man compared to Light, L looked so... so dirty. Light's perfect hair, not a single strand out of place, his skin slightly tanned, and his eyes, a amazingly elegant caramel color, it looked similar to those of a prince or... wait was L really thinking about this? L the great detective? No, he couldn't be thinking of Light in THAT way.
He shook his head, no. "No your not" Light pulled the key out of L's back pocket, ignoring the awkwardness. The detective was still shocked by the touch. Light unlocked his side of the handcuff and wrapped it around L's body twice trying to keep him still, "stop moving! He said finally clipping on the other handcuff to the detectives hand. Completely immobile. How could the worlds greatest detective be in this situation?, no, actually the worlds 3 greatest detectives! Light sat him on a chair and L finally gave up. L got worried when the teen brought out scissors, and one of those spray bottles with the weird conditioner stuff in it... oh god... he let out a sigh and just went with it.