Many Situations
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Chapter 1: Light, The Perfect Bride
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L found himself wondering where Light went off to in the morning. However, that thought was completely overwhelmed by the sweet aroma of freshly baked chocolate cake. Light was now the furthest thing on his mind as he ventured down the stairs to the kitchen. "Chocolate…" he hummed to himself a catchy tune about his love for chocolate cake. The delight of having chocolate cake for breakfast was pushed aside when he noticed who was the one baking...
Pulling the cake from the oven, wearing a pair of oven mittens and a frilly apron was none other than Light Yagami.
"Please tell me you're joking..." He blinked a few times, before asking the one question that repeated in his head. "You can bake?"
Light sighed. He put the pan, which he had used to make the frosting, into the sink. Light turned to face L with a careful smile on his lips. "Yes, I can bake,"
L wiggled his toes around a bit before looking at Light and asking: "Why chocolate?" He was trying to slowly creep around Light and poke the cake.
Light swatted the hand away before responding. "Well, it's my favorite."
The defeated L glared at the evil hand that kept him from his cake. "Mine too, can I have a bite now?" he asked.
"No."
"Why?"
"The frosting is still hot; you'll get a stomach ach." Light waved his finger in a motherly way.
"Pssh. Fine, call me when it's 'cooled'." L turned to leave, but not before sticking his finger in the frosting and running out of the room.
"You!"
'Chances that Light Yagami is Kira have gone up 0.454 percent.'
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There was humming coming from the guest room as L passed by. Curious, he back stepped and looked into the room. Light stood there dusting the shelves.
"You can clean?"
Light looked at the man standing, scratch that, slouching, by the door strangely. "Why yes, I can clean." He then went back to dusting.
L stepped into the room cautiously. "Why?"
"Well, if I don't, who will?" He answered without looking away from his work.
"The dust fairy." L answered his question.
"Who?" Light paused again.
"When I was little someone told me a dust fairy came into the house when I was away and cleaned everything up."
"There is no such thing."
"Maybe you just can't afford such luxuries."
Watari passed at just the right time, "Dust fairy is a name for a housekeeper, well, in his world at least." He said with his eyes trained on the current reports from on Kira.
"Oh." Was all Light could say.
L back out of the room, "ok. Well, I'm going now." His eyes seemed to flicker, if only for a moment, with amusement.
'Chances that Light Yagami is Kira has gone up by 1.5465 percent.'
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L frowned and placed the hairbrush down. His hair looked horrible; nothing he did could fix it. It wasn't even being messy right. Today it decided to hang limply around his face almost like it was weighted down by something heavy…like gravity.
"Hey," Light walked into the room smiling. "Why does your hair look like it got in a fight with the hair brush and lost?" it was spoken in a joking manner.
However, L's foul mood prevented him from seeing any humor in this, so he threw his hands in the air and gave a disgruntled shout as a strange and warm liquid came from his eyes.
"I'm sorry. Here let me help." Light took a hold of L's hand and took him into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, and a nice steamy shower, both boys were back in front of the mirror.
L looked in the mirror and smiled at the results. "I would have never thought of that. Thank you, Light." he wiped the tears away and hugged Light.
"Your welcome."
L seemed thoughtful when he looked at Light, asking him the question that presented itself. "You can do magic, right? I knew there was a reason why your hair was always so perfect."
Light chuckled. "No, I just happen to have an eye for these things."
"Hmmm, you can bake chocolate cakes, clean, and make hair magic... Yagami-kun, I want to marry you." He said with all the seriousness in the world.
"Me too," Light smiled.
"You want to marry yourself?"
"No, I want to marry you as well."
"Oh, okay! That makes more sense."
'Chances that Light Yagami is Kira have gone up by 2.0 percent.'
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"I just don't understand why I have to wear the dress." Light seemed a bit pissed, but just a little bit.
"Well, it's cause you're so darn cute. Besides, I like my men in drag." Kiyomi Takada said as she dressed him up in his bride's dress.
"But I'm a guy despite popular belief; I have male genitals and an Adams apple." Light was trying to make a point by lifting the dress and exposing his pink boxers. "Ignore the color. And look—." He pointed to his Adams apple.
Kiyomi smiled, "Don't worry, I came prepared with a beautiful necklace that will hide that little ol' thing you call an Adams apple. It'll look like it was never there."
Misa came in with the veil, "are you ready?" she threw it over Light's head and smiled. "You look so pretty. I always wanted to dress you up." She got a little teary. "I always knew there was a reason why you ignored Misa Misa so much, but this," her tone got higher as she began to well up, "but this is okay with Misa Misa. I love you so…" the rest of her speech was unintelligible as she went off in a high pitched shrill.
Light just about had it, "is that what you girls do? Undress us guys and put us in women's clothing in you sick, sick little minds!"
Misa stopped her crying and smiled. Both girls looked at each other and nodded in agreement. Misa looked towards Light and answered his question. "well no, sometimes we use our sick little minds to imagine guys with other guys. Some real good boy on boy stuff." She smiled.
"Oh, the situations we put you in." Kiyomi gave a dreamy sigh.
"I don't believe this." Light stormed out of the room and into the hallway of the dressing room. He calmed down after some deep breathing exercises he learned from watching Rachel Ray, his favorite talk show host.
"Well, I should get this over with." He mumbled to himself. Filling his lungs with air, Light gathered his dress about him and headed for the main door.
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"You may now kiss the bride…sorry I mean the other groom." The Elvis impersonator cleared his throat when he received a cold glare from Light.
The groom who was dressed in a purple suit lifted Light's veil and their lips met. For that second Light didn't care that he was in a dress nor that his love was dressed in a purple suit with platform boots, it was all irrelevant in that wonderful moment. When they pulled away Light looked down and asked, "did Misa and Kiyomi dress you as well?"
L smirked, "no way, I dressed myself."
Light chuckled softly, his forehead still against the other boy. "Oh, you."
'Chances that Light Yagami is Kira gave gone up by 90.1 percent. Kira would very much want to marry me in order to find out my real name and eliminate his only obstacle. My calculations lead to 99.99 percent sure that he is Kira… But, there is that .01 percent left. I must not do anything until I'm 100 percent sure.'
Meanwhile, in Light's mind. 'Muahahahahaha!'
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A/N: Posting my Death Note one-shots in one place. Easier to track. Fixing typo's as well. Hope you guys enjoy.
