Title: Lawliet Cantabile (drabble series)
Author: Seanachai
Fandoms: Death Note/Nodame Cantabile
Pairings: So far, suggested L+Light
Rating: PG

If you aren't familiar with Nodame Cantabile, a brief summary: Noda Megumi, idiot savant and a wayward piano student at Momogaoka College of Music, worms her way into the life of her next door neighbor, aspiring conductor Chiaki Shinichi. Mainly by constantly making him cook and clean for her and sometimes molesting him. While Nodame shows Chiaki how to respond to music emotionally, he in turn convinces her to work harder and commit herself to her studies.

So in other words, Nodame is L and Chiaki is Light.

There were many things about L which drove Light insane. If he had felt so inclined, he could have written a book about the many, many ways his next door neighbor was simply ... unnatural and unnerving. Topping the list had to be L's tendency to knock on his door at all hours of the day (he was just as likely to receive a visit at 2 AM on a school night as a Sunday afternoon), and beg for food, like a stray cat.

"Can't you feed yourself?" he'd ask, barring the entrance to his apartment with his body to keep L from sneaking in under his arm as he was wont to do if Light didn't keep his guard up. "You managed just fine before we met."

"But I'm almost broke and my allowance from Watari-san doesn't arrive until Friday," L said around the thumb pressed to his lips, "and besides, Light-kun bakes the best cookies."

"I am not --" Light started, losing his temper, but L took the opportunity to perform some weird, adept maneuver and slink past him into his living room. He really had to be part feline.

"What shall it be?" L said, perching on his sofa. "Do you have any more of those peanut butter chips? Those were wonderful last time!"

"GET OUT!" Light howled. "I have work to do, and I can't do it with you here, sniffing around my pantry."

"Ah! What are you working on?" L asked, casting about and spying the score lying open on his coffee table. "Is this for the orchestra? Rhapsody on a Theme by Paganini! Light-kun is so impressive when he plays Rachmaninoff. I want to hear it!"

Light ripped the score from where it was dangling from L's fingertips. "No." L's expression turned so mournful that Light found himself regretting his taciturnity, if only a little. "In any case," he said, flipping through the score, "I'm conducting, not playing the piano. I had another person in mind for that."

"Oh?" L asked, blinking with false innocence. "And who might that be?"

Light snapped the score shut and smacked him on the head. "You, you idiot!"

"Haaa? Me?"

"Yes," Light hissed. "But you have to promise you'll really work on it, not just improvise your way through it! Practice! No funny business! Are you listening?" For L appeared to have wandered off into a fantasy world, a slightly mad smile inching across his face.

"Ahhh, to play a concerto with Light-kun. How wonderful! This is better than cookies! Though," he added hopefully, "cookies could make it even better."