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The story contains a few Japanese words/phrases (which I hope I got right ;^; ...)

Nani: What?

Hai: Yes

Watashi o manzoku sa seru: Satisfy me

Seme: Top, in a male/male sexual encounter

Kudasai: Please

That being said, I sincerely hope you enjoy the story. It's my first try, so please try not to mind any errors. Thank you (:


L ticked away at the keys of his laptop. The room was lit only by the screen's dim light. Light tossed in his bed and fidgeted under the thick covers, trying to win the failing battle against a recent onset of insomnia.

Still, even having been unable to sleep for two days, Light had nothing on L when it came to lack of sleep. He was constantly toiling away at the Kira case, whether he was ticking away at his computer, reviewing his findings, or watching surveillance tapes. The dark circles under the detective's eyes were proof of his sleep deprivation. Even with his own well-honed deductive skills, Light couldn't figure out how someone with such an unvaried and unhealthy diet could sustain enough energy to stay awake and be hard at work for days on end.

Must be all the sugar keeping him up, Light thought.

The room was silent except for the constant 'tack tack tack' of L's keyboard and the low, hypnotic lulling of the ceiling fan. Light opened his cell phone to check the time- 1:47 AM. This late and he's still keeping me up with that damn keyboard. Light tossed onto his side, almost forgetting about the handcuff around his wrist. It pulled tight and he realized that the chain was reaching as far as it could.

L stopped typing for a moment as his wrist was tugged away from the keyboard. Light listened in silence, wondering if he would say anything, or perhaps even offer to remove them for just one night so he could finally get some sleep. After a few seconds of awkward silence, the typing resumed.

Light sighed in frustration. "Ryuuzaki, I realize that all this late-night work is necessary, but could you remove the handcuffs so I can get some sleep?"

The ticking continued, and L didn't move away from the screen. "I can't remove them. Yagami-kun will just have to ignore them and go to sleep."

Light sat up in bed. The chain clinked loudly as he moved, swinging for a moment then resting against the bed. Light's voice was a dull drone. "You can't even trust me enough to take them off? I've been working with you for weeks now. Do I really look like Kira to you?"

L spun the chair away from the computer and faced Light. His jet-black eyes, wide as an owl's, stared at Light in the darkness. He felt strangely uncomfortable as L held him under speculation.

"Yes. I'm positive that Light-kun was, at one point, Kira, whether or not he remembers it." His words seemed accusing, but his tone was neutral. "Either way, I can't take them off because I do not have the key. Watari has hidden it in a place that even I'm unaware of."

Light sighed, but dropped the conversation. He knew that there was no way L would call up Watari and ask for the key's location; even if it was the middle of the day instead of one in the morning and Watari was right here, L wouldn't ask. The real reason that L didn't want to take the handcuffs off had nothing to do with the inconvenience of calling Watari. It was L's suspicion of Light that kept him from calling.

For weeks, Light had been cooperating with the detective. By now, he thought, he definitely deserved more trust than this. Sure, they got into occasional scuffles. But Light had been nothing but helpful and diligent in the Kira investigation. Light sat thinking for a few moments, then looked back up and realized that L was still staring at him strangely. An odd air lingered in the room, and Light coughed politely. L turned back to his computer and put headphones in. Light peeked around him to see that he was watching one of the Yotsuba surveillance tapes.

The light of the computer screen seemed to cast an ethereal glow around the detective's lithe frame. It illuminated his shoulders and the tips of his raven locks, which were mussed and gave the appearance of bed hair- ironic, since L hadn't slept in days now. Light's eyes crept down the back of L's neck to his back, seeing his shirt clinging loosely to his thin shoulders and concealing his thin body. He had swapped his usual loose jeans for a pair of comfortable sweat pants. He crouched on the chair in his usual manner.

Light imagined, for a moment, how L's pale skin would feel to the touch; would it feel soft? Light shook his head. Why did I even think that? I must really be running on empty. I need sleep. Light remembered the days of his childhood, when he couldn't sleep. His mother would leave the shower on and let the bathroom steam for a few moments and Light would take a nice, hot shower. The heat would slow his winding mind and bring his body to the brink of sleep. It always used to work.

"Ryuuzaki," Light called. When L didn't respond, he tugged at the handcuffs. L removed the headphones.

"What is it, Light-kun?"

"I want to take a shower. It will help me sleep."

"If it will help you sleep so I can get some work," L said. He closed his laptop and for a moment the room was completely dark. Light searched in the darkness as his eyes began to adjust. The room flooded with light as L flipped the switch in the bathroom connected to their bedroom. He muttered something as he squinted his eyes and fidgeted with something on the wall.

Light couldn't help but stare at L for a moment. He was older than Light but surely Light was bigger and more masculine than he was. L might be about the same height as him, but his posture hid it. L always seemed stooped over. His figure was lanky and he had an air of mystery about him. Although he was strange, there was something undeniably sexy about him, Light decided.

"Yagami-kun?" L said for the second time, interrupting Light's thoughts. "Can we hurry so I can get back to work?" L tried not to appear tired but it definitely showed in his voice.

Light turned on the shower and waited for the water to get hot. L faced the wall, and Light decided he might try something daring.

"Ryuuzaki, you must be tired."

"Not very much, Light-kun. I'm used to it." L seemed exhausted, despite his words. The sleepless nights were getting to him, and not even ridiculous amounts of sugar intake could help at this point.

"Maybe a hot shower would help you relax more," Light said, his voice slightly suggestive. L thought for a moment, his thumb parting his lips slightly.

"It's possible that it would rejuvenate me, and I could continue working more diligently." He's been torturing me for weeks with these endless Kira accusations. Now it's my turn to torture him, Light thought. His better judgement was pushed to the back of his mind as L began to undress. Light turned the other way out of politeness, but he could see L if he peered into the mirror.

L stretched his long arms, then began to remove his shirt. His lean, pale body caused stirrings in Light's own body. Warmth coiled inside his tummy as L began to slip out of his own pants. He remained in only his boxers. I better undress too or he might catch me looking, and he'll definitely know I was peeking if I'm still standing here with everything on. Light began to strip as well.

Light kept his eyes up and followed as L stepped past him and into the shower. The air was thick and steamy now. His head swirled as he stood in the shower.

Time to begin the torture, Light thought, hiding his smirk from L.