Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, or L, which sucks because he looks like he needs a friend, and a glomp. Light needs a glomp and a slap upside the head. Trust me, if I owned Death Note, L and Light would've gotten together long ago. Read and review : ) Oh, and probably OOCness and fluffiness.
Yagami Light looked up from his computer screen, eyes going blurry from the lack of sleep. He studied L, who was currently licking coffee bitter icing off of his homemade (homemade being Light) mocha (coffee and chocolate) cake.
Light suppressed a pleasant shiver going up his back as L turned his head to the side, so that Light got a side profile of L's face, and licked the icing in such a way that Light wanted to be the fork that L was treating so preciously, holding so carefully, the tongue curling slightly and quickly snaking back into his mouth, as though L were afraid that someone would take the icing right off of his tongue.
The way he ate his cake was very seductive to Light, and there was a tightening in his pants. Light shuffled his chair under the table, so that it was easier to hide.
L was delicate in every way, and got offended easily. The way he sat, the way he drank out of fine china bone teacups, the way he was constantly crunching on sugar cubes - Light honestly felt sorry for his dentist.
During his pondering, L had stopped eating his cake (Light felt his 'problem' start to ebb away) and was looking at Light quizzically.
"Light - kun? Is something wrong? You've been looking at me for 2 minutes and 27 - now 31 seconds. Do you want some cake?"
Light smiled. "I don't care for sweets, you know that."
L nodded, finally unsurprised at Light's confession. "I do. So what's the matter?"
Light hesitated. "I need to tell you something. Just know that I'll always love you, from the bottom of my heart, and you'll always be my friend, no matter what happens from here. Understand me when I say that I never meant for this to get so out of hand, but I was fixated on a vision of a perfect world. I'm willing to suffer any consequences you see fit to give me, and know that the only thing I don't regret is meeting you." Light took a deep breath to compose himself. Closing his eyes, Light opened his mouth to speak. "I'm Kira."
L's panda eyes widened. "We have a confession." He muttered, but Light knew that L wasn't really with it. All of sudden, L lunged for Light, knocking him backwards off of his chair, and straddled his hips. L leaned forward so that his hair tickled Light's nose and eyes.
Fishing in his back pocket, L found what he was looking for and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
Despite the spur of the moment, Light whispered: "Kinky."
L smirked slightly, but otherwise showed no reaction to Light's comment. He instead chose to handcuff Light's hands together.
If it was at all possible, L leaned into Light even further and whispered in Light's ear, his tone not once betraying how he really felt about Light's confession. (Though L had been 99.98% sure of it already.)
"I should place you under arrest, put you in prison for life. But I won't. How can you live with yourself? You've betrayed me, your future, your family, yourself, and, above all, you've betrayed all that could've been had we of met under different circumstances. The words you spoke last night now mean nothing to me. How could they, knowing that my lover is Kira? I won't place you under arrest because you taught me all I never knew about feelings, and trust. If you give up your hobby, I can help you create a fake person to blame Kira on, so that no one will ever know, except you and I. How does that sound, Kira?" Towards the end of it, L's voice began to betray how he really felt: anger, sadness, and betrayal. (Wow, that words pops up a lot!)
L got up off of Light and wandered back over to the computer, and began to type furiously. Then his finger slammed into the ENTER button on the keyboard and shut the laptop.
Light sat up, seeing Ryuk in the corner, who nodded and grinned in a way that only Ryuk can do.
