All the characters belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata. By the way, for those of you reading my first fanfiction about FMA paring Envy+Ed, I'm discontinuing it. Sorry! No time, not interested anymore. But please enjoy this one.
Matsuda was on the edge of his seat, looking at the phone on the table in front of him. Light stayed away from him, and even L got a weird look on his face when he got near the noob-police. For the last 14 hours, Matsuda was just sitting there, waiting for a phone call from 'Misa-Misa' saying where she was in line place on the new 18-Magazine cover. Last month she was second, one behind Miss Kiyomi Takada, but Matsuda was sure that her swimsuit/lingerie outfit mix was to get her the winning name. L had spoken to him earlier, and received mentally scaring verbal abuse that sounded something like 'FNJDELKGBDKFHGBDSNGJ RYUUZAKI! SHUT UP! I'M WAITING!!'. At last, the phone rang. Matsuda was relieved, yet still tense. After he picked up the phone, and got the answer, he'd either have a party, or pout, then go pee, eat, sleep, ta-dah.
Soichiro got up. "I'll get it." but soon regretted saying that. Matsuda screamed at him, then shouted "NO YOU WILL NOT! I WILL, YOU HEAR THAT?!" then smashed his hand on the phone, picked it up, and in a delicate little voice said, "How'd you do, Misa-Misa?" It was 12:45 a.m. Light got annoyed with Matsuda, and snickered, walking upstairs with his cell phone in his hand, looking ready to speak. Soichiro saw Light, and went outside.
"I'm going home" he said, as Matsuda received his answer.
"Oh Matsui-kun-kun-kun! You'll never ever ever guess it! I got on the bottom-y wottom-y of the list-y wist-y! Now I'm never ever ever gunna beat Takada-Wakada! Boo-y woo-y hoo-y" came the shrill voice, that had a manly tone to it.
"OH NO! THAT'S HORRIBLE MISA MISA!" Matsuda shook his head. "I'll buy you new clothes tomorrow! That'll make it better!"
Only one problem with that, Matsuda... Light smiled, hanging up. Misa called ME, and told me to tell you...she'll expect you to party with her being number one, but I guess you'll be wasting your pay-check on accident. How about this, I'll buy the clothes for you! Give me the money! Hah. He flopped onto Ryuuzaki's bed, and slept. Matsuda shook Ryuuzaki, and screamed in his ear that Misa lost. L ignored the man, bemused by what was going on with the Kira Case. It had only been the second day since Light was freed form the handcuffs, but chose to stay in the house. He shrugged, and faced Matsuda, pushing him off.
"That's interesting and all, but I wanna give Mogi a vacation, please move out of my way." L jumped up from the seat, and went to Mogi, explaining how he was free to go for the week. Aizawa walked up to L, and said he had to leave for the night too, because his daughters birthday was the next. Matsuda sighed, having a strange liking towards Matsuda, but looked around the room, putting his mind on the fact that it was only L and himself now. "Matsuda?" L started, walking back to his seat with a blush coloured on his face.
"Yes Ryuuzaki?" Matsuda walked to the couch in the room, and sat. He smiled at L, who then asked "Could I have a back massage?" Matsuda's face flushed. He nodded. "I still have some of Misa-Misa's creams. L nodded, and sat next to Matsuda, then took off his shirt. Matsuda squeaked, and covered his mouth, enjoying the sight. Holy shit, he's so hot. He thought. He didn't know why he thought that. L was very skinny, with almost NO muscles. He just...was. Matsuda pulled exfoliating cream out of his back-pack that he brought for 'Emergency beauty care' in case 'Misa-Misa' felt ugly. He turned around to see that Ryuuzaki was already on his stomach. Matsuda put a squirt of cream on his hands, and started to massage L's back.