Disclamer: I don't, nor will I ever, ever own death note. So please don't sue. I should also warn you that I'm an art student, so if you were to sue, how much do you really think you would get?

This is my first yaoi fic, so please, don't be afraid to tell me what you think!

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"Happy New Year!" Matsuda beamed as he burst unceremoniously through the security doors and into the main investigation room. Raito turned around in his chair mildly surprised by the interruption while L calmly ignored him, keeping his eye's glued to the computer screen in front of him.

"Where is everyone?" Matsuda questioned, looking around the mostly empty room.

"Home." L answered simply, not bothering to look up.

"We weren't expecting you here tonight Matsuda. You can go home if you'd like, we don't need you." Raito added.

"Oh, I'm on my way to party." Matsuda answered absently. "I just stopped by to drop this off with you." He said, holding up a big plastic bag that clinked in loud protest at the sudden move. "I though you two need a chance to celebrate too." The young police officer grinned sheepishly. Without another word, Matsuda placed the bag on a nearby table and skipped out of the building, happily daydreaming about the girls he would meet at the upcoming party. "Just imagine all the women who will flock to me when I tell them I'm an important police officer working on a top secret case!" He though happily as he stepped out, onto the curb.

"What is it?" L asked, tilting his head towards the mildly out of place looking bag curiously.

"I think I could hazard a guess." Raito smiled, getting up to check his suspicions. Nodding, he pulled a bottle of clear, strong looking vodka from the bag, and away from it's friends. "Four bottles of the stuff…" he exclaimed, "who exactly dose he think we are?" Raito said shaking his head. "So what do you say Ryuzaki? Up for a little break?"

L's only response was a blank stare in Raito's general direction. "Why?"

Raito shook his head, and suppressed a growl of frustration. "Because it's New Years and we've been working non-stop for the past month." He answered.

"But alcohol lowers reasoning and logical thinking skills." L said, sounding mystified as to why anyone would ever want such a strange thing.

"Come on Ryuzaki, don't tell me that you've never drank before…"

"I have not Yagami-kun. I've never seen a use for such things."

"You know," Raito smiled, looking over the bottle of clear liquid he held in his hand, "this sort of drink can be mixed with something sweet. In fact, when one dose that, it can taste quite good…"

"…something sweet?" L questioned, his eyes widening slightly at the though of trying a new treat.

Raito suppressed the laugh that was threatening to come out. Game set, match. "Come on and I'll show you." Raito smiled, grabbing the bag with one hand and dragging L up the stairs and towards their living quarters by the chain that connected them with the other.

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"Here, drink this." Raito smiled, handing L a glass filled with thick, creamy pink liquid.

"What is it?" L questioned, looking at it curiously.

"Call it a vodka smoothie." Light smiled, "Now drink it. It's kind of a girl's drink, but it should fit your tastes well enough…" He smiled.

L took a tentative gulp of the thick concoction. "Mmmm…" he almost moaned, his lips turned up into a smile, and his eye's half-lidded in delight. "Good…"

Raito smiled and fought the urge to draw the other man into a passionate kiss. He'd been fighting these thoughts for a while now… "Be patient." He told himself, "You only need to wait a little longer now…"

"-you Raito-kun?" L asked, looking wide-eyed at Raito.

"I'm sorry?" he asked the detective, cursing himself for his lack of attention.

"I said what about you Raito-kun? Aren't you drinking any?" L repeated, giving Raito a questioning look.

"Oh, of course Ryuzaki." He answered, pouring himself a shot of vodka and throwing it back in a single gulp.

Smiling L quickly gulped down the rest of wonderful drink in his hand. "More Ryuzaki?" Raito asked smiling.

"This contains alcohol?" L asked, tilting his head.

"A little bit." He answered, refraining from mentioning a little bit meant about three straight shots per cup.

"I'm not sure that is a good idea…"

"I'm sure you'll be able to have quite a bit more before you start to feel any effects." Raito lied with a smile.

"Well… alright then Yagami-kun." L agreed hesitantly, the smoothie really was good after all…

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L felt… fuzzy, but for some reason that wasn't bothering him nearly as much as it should have… "...more smoothies?" L slurred in Raito's general direction. He couldn't really remember how many he had had but they were just so good.

"I think you've had enough." Raito smiled.

Some were in the haze, L realized that Raito had stopped drinking, but the problem was he couldn't think of the fact in any sort of logical way. He knew it was true, but he didn't know what it meant to him.

"Ryuzaki, lets go sit on the couch." Raito suggested, L marveled at the idea. Intelligent indeed seeing as he was now sitting rather haphazardly on the kitchen floor, looking up a Raito who stood protectively over him. He sat rather uncomfortably, with his legs spread out and straight, at a ninety degree angle from his torso. He had tried to sit in his usual position early, but had found that, for some reason, he didn't seem to have the balance for it.

"Yes…" He smiled up to Raito. Unfortunately for him, the idea was far easier to achieve than the actual action. As he climbed to his feet, the ground suddenly shifted to the left. Somehow though, he did manage to stay atop the bucking earth beneath him, and make it into the living room. Regrettably though, his efforts fell just a few short feet from the couch.

Raito chuckled loudly, causing L to look up at him, his face set in an adorable pout… "as if he were a disappointed child," Raito though to himself, a chill running down his spin. Almost without realizing it, he suddenly pushed himself on top of L's fallen body. Startling the young man's hips, Raito used one hand to restrain Ryuzaki's arms above his head, while the other gently stroked the soft skin on the detective's neck.

"R-Raito-kun!" Ryuzaki hissed as an unfamiliar heat suddenly began coursing thorough his body. He had never been accustomed to physical contact. He had grown up without parents and family, grown up among children raised like him. He had never known the intimacies of a hug, a touch, a… kiss. His already muttled mind was melting from this unsettling heat, his nerves were exploding under this foreign feeling. He wanted more, even if as he feared it, he wanted to see were this burning heat would take him.

Raito smiled deeply as L flushed under his touch. The detective under him arched himself towards Raito every time he moved away, and pushed himself away, every time Raito came close… he was unsure, hesitant to give in. "Not that it mattered of course," Raito smiled, "I'm determined enough for the two of us…"

Raito suddenly kissed the boy under him with crushing force, bruising their lips, he forced his way into L beautiful mouth, making his powerful tongue force its way past the detective's lips to penetrate him, again and again. Without warning Raito pulled out of L's mouth, only to mercilessly thrust himself inside once again, fighting with the detective until he forced the other man's mouth to willingly accept him. At the same, Raito let his free hand move away from the man's neck, to explore the rest of his body.

L hissed as he became lost in Raito… he felt his lips, his hands, his hips, like he had never felt anything before, as if he were feeling for the first time in his life. He couldn't think. His body bucked and arched towards Raito, begging for something he didn't fully understand, but something he desperately wanted.

Raito suddenly sat up, and pulled his wonderfully exploratory hand away, "Do you want more?" He smiled cruelly between desperate gasps.

"R-Raito-kun…" L almost whined.

"Do. You. Want. More?" Raito asked again, drawing each word out to make himself clear. "I can stop now. If you want that is."

"…Raito-kun," L begged, unable to form the words he desperately wanted to speak, "… PLEASE!" He finally gasped in desperation.

"Take off the cuffs." Raito demanded in answer, not bothering to release L's hands from above his head.

L knew he shouldn't, knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't think over this… this need. "Right pocket." He hissed.

Smiling, Raito plunged his free hand into the detective's pocket. He felt the key right away, but he let his hand linger for a moment, experimentally running his knuckles against Ryuzaki's hardening cock. The response from L was instantaneous, as the boy writhed and twisted beneath him, trying desperately to get Raito's hand closer to such a sweet spot. "Don't get distracted." He reminded himself, "You'll have plenty of time." With a sigh, he pulled his hand out of the man's warm pocket, key in hand. But L's disappointed groan brought the smile back to his lips in seconds, "Good to know your needed." He though happily as he undid his side of the handcuffs.

Looking around, Raito quickly decided on the couch, only a few feet away. Lacing his arm underneath L's he quickly the slid the flustered youth across the floor until his head rested close to the couch's feet. Then, with a devious glint in his eye's he wrapped the long chain around the useful piece of furniture's leg, before closing the open cuff around Ryuzaki's exposed wrist. He paused for only a second to marvel at the soft, stark white flesh.

"There, done!" He contently stepped back to survey his work. The great L lay strung across the floor, his head delicately curved into his arms, that hung limply restrained above his head. His face was flushed, and his white cheeks were dyed a soft pink that made Raito harden painfully. This man, his only equal, was finally his.

L gasped as Raito came back at him, and ravished him aggressively. Ravished. Such a strange word, but the only one that fit, ravished.

Raito kissed L harshly as he used both hands to strip him of his pants, and the boxer's the lay beneath. Raito backed up a second time, but only to remove his own pants, before pouncing back on to the begging detective. He sat up so that he could look into the other man's eye's a began to kneed and grind his crotch into L.

"Please…please…" L begged in return, not knowing what it was he really wanted, but sure that Raito must.

"Alright, L." Raito answered, as he pulled L's shirt up and over his head, letting it hang off the chains that bound the detective. He quickly leaned down to lay hot, burning kisses down L chest, between his sensitive nipples, down to his navel, which he masterfully traced with his searing tongue, and down lower. His lips caressed L's shaking hips, his tongue gently tracing the delicate bone that protruded, clearly visible, and moving under the clean white flesh.

Suddenly Raito wrapped his strong, demanding hand around the base of Ryuzaki's cock, and squeezed happily. L shuddered and thrust into his hand without thinking… without thinking, hell, he had down right forgotten how.

"Watch me Ryuzaki." Raito hissed, as he suddenly sucked the head of L's begging dick into his mouth.

Their eye's met, and suddenly, L was on fire. He arched up, and further into Raito's mouth. All of him screamed for more, all of him begged for it, all of him hurt with the need for it. L was beyond reason, beyond caring. The only thing that could possibly matter was getting more. He wanted this searing heat to rip him apart!

Raito quickly took the rest of L into his mouth, sucking him into his mouth while at the same time pulling away from him. Watching L's face contort in pleasure was almost enough to make him come. This was more than he could have ever hoped for. The man ran so hot!

Raito suddenly let out a quick, experimental hum as he moved up and down on L. L screamed, turning his flushed and sweat drenched face towards the ceiling as he thrust forward helplessly. Happy with the results Raito continued his thick and muffled song, experimenting with tone and volume, changing the vibrations, and smiling at L's desperate screams and wild thrusts. The boy was just so helpless underneath him!

When L finally came, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. The orgasm was so intense it took his breath away. The pleasure ripped through his body so intensely it brought tears to his eyes.

Panting, L collapsed into a heap, on the floor. "…Raito-kun…" he whispered, the pleasure slowly fading from his eyes.

When Raito leaned forward to look at L, the detective noticed that boy above him had a thin stream of semen sliding down his chin. With the last bit of his strength, L pushed himself to lick it off his chin before falling back, and into the plush carpet underneath him.

"Good boy." Raito whispered as L's eye's closed, and he succumbed to unconsciousness. "But you can't fall asleep quite yet. Because now it's my turn." He hissed "And I desperately want to see how beautiful you skin can be when it's been stained red.

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Well, that's it. If you'd like me to write anything more, just tell me in your review. Otherwise this will just be the cute little one shot that it is right now.