AN: First Death Note fic. All I can say is that I tried. Oh and I know that it's after Christmas, but I wrote it before Christmas and I didn't want it to go to waste...
Chapter 1
Raito stared at the accumulating new emails in his inbox. His old high school and college "friends" had sent him emails, wishing him a merry Christmas. Several of them were from Misa. Sighing, he began to click the box beside each subject, before selecting the delete button. Leaning back in his chair he felt a pair of coal black eyes on him. Turning his head slightly, Raito glanced at the sugar-crazed detective sitting beside him. L's eyes were on him. Turning his head further so that he completely faced the insomniac, Raito watched as the detectives face turned away upon being caught staring.
"Is something wrong Ryuuzaki?" Raito asked in a slightly confused tone.
"No, Yagami-kun. I was just wondering why you would delete all of the emails your friends worked so hard on writing." L replied in a questioning tone. Raito looked at L irritably, annoyed that he had been watched while checking his emails. Having the cake killer watch his every move was becoming more than he could handle.
And then there was the chain. The 60 chain links, each an inch long, that Raito had counted at least three times a day for the past few weeks. The five feet of metal that would not allow him a break from the detective. Not even during the upcoming winter holidays. Glaring at the cuff around his hand, his eyes trailed across the five feet, then up L's arm and finally ending on the detective's face as he thought of a reply.
"Does it seem weird that I deleted the emails, Ryuuzaki? To me it seemed to be the natural thing to do. I no longer have time for such friendship while Kira is still at large. Besides why do I need them when I have my best friend sitting right beside me?" Raito said in the most innocent voice he could. He had thrown in the last line to see how L would respond to his natural charm. He did not expect the older males pale face to become tinted with a slight pink hue.
"Y.. you are my best fri..friend as well, Yagami-kun." L's stutter seemed almost cute to Raito, almost being the key word. Raito's brain kicked into gear after hearing L's unexpected response. If he could gain the detective's trust, then maybe he could at leastbe allowed to leave headquarters on New Years. He would have to work fast and carefully if he wanted to leave, Christmas was quickly approaching and any wrong move could add to the ever changing percentage of him being Kira.
"Ryuuzaki, since we both feel the same way about our friendship, don't you think it's time we dropped a couple formalities? If it's okay, would you please call me by my first name from now on?" Raito knew it was a gamble, but if it worked it should be a significant step forward towards his freedom. L's face became an even darker shade of pink that it had been earlier and his eyes grew, if possibly, larger.
"Ra.. Raito-kun…?" L stammered quietly.
"Yes?" Raito responded, trying with all of his willpower to hide a smirk.
"Raito-kun, please refrain from wasting our valuable time by checking your email during work." L said, his original pale hue returning to his face as he turned away from Raito and went back to typing on his laptop. Surprised, Raito scowled at the detective. Annoyed at L's sudden change in attitude, he signed out of his gmail account and opened up a Kira website that he had previously minimized. Certain that he would find no new information retaining to Kira, Raito's thoughts drifted away from the mass murderer and focused on planning his next move to gain L's trust.
A Christmas gift! That was his trump card. If he could think of the perfect gift for the sugar filled insomniac then he could pretend that on Christmas Eve he was too excited to wait, and just give it to him early. With this in mind he immediately found two flaws to his plan. One, he didn't know what to get L. What the detective really needed was sleeping pills, but Raito knew that wouldn't end well. Maybe something… sweet? Yes, of course! What better to get a sugar addict then sugar? Chocolate would work, but Raito knew that it would not be enough. He needed something... something more personal. He could not currently think of anything that would be good enough. The second flaw with his plan was that he could not figure out a way to get enough alone time to buy or even wrap any presents, when those 60 chain links were still connecting him to L. Then again if they weren't there then he wouldn't have a problem in the first place.
Raito placed his head in his hands and cringed when he heard the chains clink together. It was already past one in the morning and the rest of the team had left many hours ago, before Raito had even checked his email. His eyes closed and his breathing slowed as he slipped into a very light sleep.
"Raito-kun… wake up." Raito's eyes shot open as he immediately began to soak in his surroundings. He had moved in his sleep and was now leaning against L. The detective had one hand on each of Raito's shoulder, leaving Raito's head the only option of relaxing against what would have been his chest if he had been sitting like a normal person. Instead his head was leaning against L's knees, threatening to throw of their balance. Raito realized that the hands on his shoulders were gently shaking him. He jumped out his of chair and the older man's grip quickly, with a very small feeling of reluctance when he realized just how warm he had been while leaning against L.
Raito blushed lightly; he had not planned on falling asleep in the first place and especially not against L. He looked at the sugar addict from the corner of his eyes and felt slightly better when he saw the blush on the detective's face that stood out much more due to the comparison against his smooth pale skin.
"Ryuuzaki, I apologize, I did not mean to invade your personal space." Raito said softly hoping to make things less awkward. When L gave no response, Raito looked towards the ground trying to think of anything that would lighten the atmosphere. His eyes locked onto his wrist watch when light reflected off of it. It was 3:17, he had been out for over an hour and a half. Just how much of that time had he spent leaning against L? He's reasoning slowly came back into play and he realized that the only logical thing that could of happened was that L had woken up the second that he had moved towards him in his sleep. That had to be it. Even Matsuda could tell that L did not like to be touched.
"Raito-kun… I think it is time that you got some sleep… We cannot afford to have your mind working any slower than normal. If you must sleep to let your mind work faster then so be it." L slowly pushed himself off of his chair and towards the door. Raito couldn't help but flinch at the sound of L's joints cracking and the clinking of the chains.
They stood in the elevator in silence, both looking at the ground, one at shoes, the other at bare feet. Though he was feeling uncomfortable, Raito was still feeling the effects of exhaustion and when they entered the room they shared he immediately went toward his dresser and changed into a comfortable pair of flannel pajama pants and a probably tighter than it should have been for sleeping, cotton shirt.
Raito pulled up the bed sheets and slowly slid underneath them. L put his laptop down on his bedside table and surprised Raito when he shut it down. Raito hardly ever witnessed L sleep and the fact that he was going to be in the king sized bed, not far from him, made Raito nervous and he felt something in his stomach clench.
L did not change into different clothes when he slept and Raito was not surprised. L slipped under the covers as well, but caught Raito off guard when he pulled the sheets out of his grasp. Instinctively, Raito pulled back trying to regain the covers he had lost. And thus began one of L's and Raito's most immature moments. Neither of them wanted to lose, and although they were both smiling, neither would admit to enjoying themselves.
L pulled the sheets with all of his might and was thrown over the side of the bed when Raito suddenly decided to let go. Unfortunately the chain pulled Raito off of the bed as well, landing him right on top of a certain sheet-entangled-skinny-detective. With one arm on either side of L's head and his own legs already tangled in the sheets, Raito's heart began to beat quickly and both of them blushed heavily.
Raito's eyes were sucked in by the dark pools that were L's coal black eyes. He couldn't move, he was frozen to the spot, lost in L's eyes. Lost… until L's face was inches from his… Raito closed his eyes and shivered under the detective's warm breath.
"I don't mind physical affection, if it's from you, Raito-kun…" L whispered softly in his ear, making his whole body shiver. Raito had never expected this kind of response from the sugar addict. His mind went blank as his heart continued to race faster and faster. Neither of L's hands were free, but he intertwined his legs with Raito's. Face red, hormones raging and mind elsewhere, Raito lost control and leaned forward, softly placing his lips to L's. L responded immediately by leaning his head forward, deepening the kiss. Mind now completely gone, Raito's lips moved with practiced skill and he was yet again surprised by the detective. For someone with no experience, he was a wonderful kisser. Raito lightly slid his tongue across L's bottom lip, but was disappointed when L broke the kiss.
"Don't get too carried away Raito-kun" L whispered into Raito's ear. Raito thought it wasn't right for the detective to call the shots since his hands were currently caught in the bed sheets, but as his mind clicked back to life, he knew that he did not want to overdo it and lose what trust he had gained from L.
Raito nodded at L and slowly untangled his legs from the bed sheets and the detective's legs. Once he had pulled himself up he extended a hand out to L. L took his hand cautiously and was pulled to his feet.
"I think it is time that you got some sleep Raito-kun." L said for the second time that night while pulling the covers of the ground and placing the tangled mess on the bed. Raito nodded, though he knew that there was now no chance that he would sleep and grabbed a hand full of sheets and returned to his side of the bed. L settled into his side of the bed and to Raito's utter annoyance, turned on his laptop. Was he just messing with my head?Raito questioned as he turned so that his back was to the insomniac.
After an hour and a half of Raito trying to calculate his next move and figure out L's motives, said detective fell asleep in front of his laptop, screen black except for the small windows sign that slowly moved across the screen. Looking over his shoulder, Raito watched the dozing detective sugar addict for several minutes, wandering how deep of a sleeper he was.
Now was his only chance. He slowly reached for the cell phone in the detective's pocket. Any of the phones in side of headquarters would most likely record any calls he made. He hopped that it was too dark for the camera's to see as he quietly dialed the phone number he had seen on TV commercials several times each day when he still lived at his house.
"How may I help you?" An employ answered on the other end of the line.
"I would like to place an order for your world famous chocolate please."
