A.N: Okay, so this story is a sequel to my oneshot, The Joys of Being Watched. Really it's just that one continued, but if this sucks, then I can at least leave the other unmarred and fully appreciated.

Why am I continuing it when I had planned on it being a simple one shot? I couldn't resist when so many people told me to continue... So, I hope the following isn't disappointing. :D Feel free to tell me if you see any mistakes.

Chapter 1

Previously: Light got himself into a sticky situation in his adventure in The Joys of Being Watched

Right after Light's talk with L, they had been alerted to Soichiro's sudden heart attack, and had raced to the hospital.

Light was relieved that his father was alive. "Dad," he said, as he looked down at his father. Soichiro looked up. His eyes gazed at Light, and then to Light's right. For a brief moment, Light worried his father was blind. When pain was replaced with suspicion, Light wondered if his father was hallucinating. "Dad, I'm right here!"

"Ryuuzaki. What are you doing with my son?"

"I am your son, Dad. It's me, Light,"

L placed his right thumb to his lips, ignoring Light's outburst. "Offering him a position on the task force. Unfortunately, there is a 60% chance he's-"

"Are you trying to kill my dad? He just had a heart attack!" Not to mention he might be hallucinating!

"No, Light," said Soichiro, "I need to know. I am part of the investigation team."

"But... he called me Ryuuzaki. He's hallucinating."

L's eyes didn't change much, but Light felt like they were screaming, 'Are you a moron?' "I'm Ryuuzaki, Light-kun. He was speaking to me." He spoke very slowly... "As I was saying. There is an 80% chance Light-kun is Kira. Because of this, I require him to move into head quarters."

"Why are your suspicions so high?" asked Soichiro. Light wanted to know why the percentage kept changing so drastically.

L answered, smoothly, "He acted with extreme hesitance when I announced who I am, and then asked for my real name."

"What? No I didn't!"

"Light, there is no need to lie," said Soichiro. "I know you're not Kira. It is unfortunate that your reactions could be considered suspicious, but we must accept this. Otherwise, you will look even more guilty." Under his breath, he added, "Even if I don't want you anywhere near each other."

Light glared at the detective, and could have sworn he saw a smirk.

"Ryuuzaki, know that I regret letting this happen," Soichiro continued. "I've seen and heard some disturbing things. I hope your hands will be kept to yourselves."

Light flushed red. "Dad!"

"Light-kun is to move in by tomorrow night," L informed. Light gaped. How was he going to find someone to give the Death Note to in that time? And, unfortunately, he would have to forfeit it! Damn L and his accidental win!

A lady came in, announcing visiting hours to be over. "Dad," said Light. "No matter what it takes, if anything was to happen to you, I'd find Kira and bring him to justice myself!"

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," said L, gripping Light's wrist in a surprisingly strong hold and practically dragging him out. "It would be awkward if Light-kun was to search for himself."

A limo was waiting at the curve. L paused upon reaching the door, looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with Light. "Would you like a ride home?"

"I can walk."

"No, I insist."

Light mentally cursed the detective. It would be absolutely strange if he refused. So he put on a friendly smile. "Thank you, Ryuga."

"Call me Ryuuzaki when we're outside of school."

Light made an affirmative sound, following L into the back of the limo. The seats were plush and comfy.

"Watari," said L, "please take Light-kun home."

What, does Watari do everything for L?

"Yagami-san's house, I presume?" asked the old man.

"That is correct."

Light had finally started to relax, when the sound-proof glass was rolled up. He glanced sideways at L, hoping that his worries were just paranoia. Those onyx eyes met Light's yet again, a smile quirking L's lips. His soft lips, if memory served correctly... Damn it! I'm not supposed to really fall for him! Even if it is just lust! Why did L have to look so astonishingly gorgeous when he smiled?

"Light-kun..."

"Yes?" Good. His voice was steady. This is all my fault! My plan was a complete, utter failure! And if I don't play along... he'll know it was just a trick! And then he'll actually think I'm Kira! Which meant he had to flirt back. Maybe he could slow things down, and claim prior confusion? No, that would be an obvious lie after what he had pulled on camera.

Was L blushing?

"Could you help me remove my shoes? Usually I use the full back to stretch out so I can take them off. I despise socks and shoes."

"Um... yeah, of course." When feet were placed in his lap, he was surprised at just how clean the shoes were. They didn't look worn out in the least. "You really don't wear shoes often." Either that or he had plenty of shoes and no reason to wear dirty ones. Actually... that option made more sense. He set about untying the left shoe. The shoes were oversized, and Light wondered how L had managed to walk in them. Then he realized the shoe laces were tied up L's legs, like the laces to ballerina shoes, holding the shoes to his feet. "You know, this isn't how you're supposed to tie them."

"Is that correct?" L looked down at his shoes with obvious intrigue. "The laces are very long. I found that if I tie them this way, I don't trip, and my shoes don't fall off."

Light resisted the urge to roll his eyes, merely because he knew L would see. Had he really gotten himself in a position where he would be stuck living with this weirdo?

It wasn't long before both left and right shoe were removed. He went to push L's feet away.

"Socks, too?"

Light bit back a sigh, pulling off each sock. He raised a brow when the toes wiggled, a sigh of relief escaping from the detective. "Thank you, Light-kun." The feet were pulled back as L resumed his usual crouching position.

The rest of the ride was silent. For Light, it was awkward. As far as Light could tell, L was overjoyed. Toes danced with freedom, a strange sound Light could only classify as humming escaping the detective.

Light glanced out the window, realizing they were close to his house. He might as well use L's obvious attraction to him, since he was going to have to stop writing in the Death Note and put everything on hold. This could give him the slightest bit of an advantage.

So he turned to L, catching the other man's gaze and closing the slight space between their bodies, molding his body to L's the best he could with L's strange crouching position. Light lifted a hand, cupping L's jaw and breathing hotly against his flushed face. "Ryuuzaki," he purred, delighting in the shiver he received, and the dark, fluttering eyelashes. He leaned forward, lips barely brushing those of the detective. Gently, Light pressed his lips to L's, heart pounding as L kissed back sweetly, hands lifting to Light's shoulders to grant him better leverage.

L managed to shock Light for not the first time when he became more adventurous, twining tongues with his 'suspect', pressing closer. Light mindlessly closed his eyes, soaking up the physical sensations. L's soft, pliable lips... the softness of his hair... the smoothness of his skin... The delicious sensations of an open mouthed kiss...

At the sound of loud coughing, the two pulled apart with sharp gasps, trying to catch their breath. Light couldn't help running fingers through silky black locks, smiling at how even that didn't do anything against the gravity-defying hair. Focus, Light. Sworn enemy here. Right! And even if L wasn't his sworn enemy, Light was still asexual. Obviously he was just imagining the whole sexy-L thing.

Light exited the car, ignoring Watari's disapproving stare. He bet it was just a disguise for his jealousy...

Wait, jealousy? Light grimaced at the thought of L and Watari kissing. The old, wrinkled man, reaching out to gently cup L's face. L leaning in, just like he had for Light, lips parting-

Light doubled over, dry-heaving.

"Light-kun? Are you alright?"

Light held up a hand, rushing inside. If he looked at Watari and L again, he wasn't sure if the mental image would leave.

"Wow, Light, have you been kissing someone?"

Light resisted the urge to touch his lips at his sister's words. Was his mouth swollen? "Of course not."

Sachiko, Light's mother, smiled. "Light, we can tell that you have."

"Oh! Who's the unfortunate girl?"

Light glared at his sister, searching his mind for a decent lie. "I wasn't kissing anyone. I was... practicing kissing for future girlfriends. I was kissing a wall."

Wide eyes. Just what he needed.

"Wow, Onii-chan. I didn't know you swung that way!"

Sachiko was looking upset. "I'm your mother, and I hadn't even figured out my son prefers walls over people? Where did I go wrong?"

"I said I was practicing on the- ," Light broke off when he realized his words were having no effect.

Sachiko shook her head. "This explains your solitude. You were always by walls... your secret love..."

"Hey, you're right!" said Sayu. "It's actually kind of romantic."

Light grimaced. First his father figured out he had something going on with L. Now his mother and sister believed he had something going on with the wall. No, with every wall. Ryuk had said the Death Note brought misfortune to those who used it. Had he meant this dreaded embarrassment that met Light at every corner?

A.N: So, how many of you are still with me, and how many have found the lovely joy called 'back button'? XD Oh! And should I keep the title, or change it to, "Lucky Misfortune"?