A/N: PPS in the title is for Peter Pan Syndrome. There will be more stories (so basically it's a series) with Light having this disorder so the titles will be like this: Light's PPS: _. For example: Light's PPS: Christmas (there indeed will be a Christmas special). This one is the first of the Syndrome series that leads into L's second visit (which is the first chapter story of the series). Oh and I feel realllllly bothered that L is much older than Light so he will be only 3 years older than him (unless I make one of the stories an AU). And also this is an AU so to make it long story short: L is still English but instead he grew up in an orphanage in Japan still founded by Watari. Now, enough of my babbling. R&R Encourage me to make the PPS Series, pwease~

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"What are you doing?" The pale boy, surrounded by work, looked up at the brunette, standing in his doorway, with impassive eyes. He was finishing a problem far move advanced than an average 8 year old could comprehend, let alone a college graduate.

"A math problem." He simply stated with a low, cold and stone voice. That was strange… The kids in the orphanage should be asleep by now. The raven haired boy didn't mind the brunette coming in, closing the door behind him and pulling a chair to sit down next to his bed, besides him. He wasn't doing much but humming and observing him.

L was sitting with his back against the wood headboard. His legs were close to his chest and hands on his knees as he stared at the problem below him. He felt a presence suffocating him. Staring, he could handle, but being under the brunette's gaze was slightly uncomfortable and new. He hadn't seen this boy in the orphanage, but then again, he never paid much attention to those around him. The pale boy looked at the brunette under his dark thick bangs from the corner of his bottomless eyes. He wasn't like the other orphan's. They would usually leave a string of insults and flaws aimed at the insomniac. Let alone come anywhere near his room.

"Are you the amazing L? You look really funny!" The brunette asked looking at L with admiration this time. L simply nodded. Amazing was common and bothersome. Funny, was a tad insulting.

"Light's my name! Hey, does L want to be friends? It would be cool, L and Light could hang out and play ball and-"

"No, thank you." L grumbled, thumb to his lips with a scowl. It made no difference if he accepted this boy, because like all the others he would leave him once he got what he wanted; and L was no pushover. From what L could tell the boy was around five or at least seven years old but he looked more sophisticated than so. L's learned to tell the misleading.

The brunette wore a brown cardigan with a white shirt under the last two buttons not done, khakis and brown indoor slippers with white socks. He looked more like a rich ladies man than a young orphan. L's theories kept jumping back and forth because of the boys' appearance and behavior. Was Light just being annoying on purpose? Maybe he had Peter Pan Syndrome? No, there wasn't enough evidence for that. But the latter was best to choose for now. It made that assumption easier to grasp, considering the fact that Light referred to himself in third person. Finally, the brunette settled down and pouted.

"Why not!"

"How old are you?" L bluntly asked, now focused on his work.

"Seven… and L?"

"Ten…" L said as he placed his thumb on his lower lip, concentrating on something that seemed off. His handwriting wasn't the best, so when he wrote all over his work, he'd easily lose himself.

"I-is that it? Why L doesn't want to hang out with Light, because Light is younger…" Light was already dramatically tearing, staring at L.

L looked down at the eye glistening boy. He could get hurt that easily?

"Light want to be L's friend! Why can't Light be L's friend?" Light began to hit the insomniac pathetically.

L wasn't use to these types of situations. He had grown up without friends and learned that they could be nuisances and distractions. It seemed that was true. But, maybe one couldn't hurt? L felt something he's never had before: guilt and it was killing him.

How could he resolve this? What would make Light happy again? Should they become friends? L's mind was flooding with strategies, until his mind was so numb his body acted out on its own. He leaned forward and tilted Light's chin up so their eyes could met.

Their lips touched and Light stopped whimpering as soon as they came in contact. Light's eyes widened. L didn't move he didn't know what to do.

Light blushed. L moved back and patted the brownies' silky head.

"I'll be you're friend." L told the boy, and whipped his tears. "So, please do not cry."

"Uwahh!" Light wrapped his hands around L and hugged him with all his strength. "Yay, yay, yay! Light is L's new friend!"

"L, was that something friends do?" Light said touching his lips as a pink taint became noticeable.

The insomniac just wanted Light to stop crying. L was smart, but he was also young and naïve. He knows the mechanics behind kissing, but has only seen it occasionally and the person kissed would always go silent.

"No, it is something only lover's do. Not friends, please forget it."

"Why? Can't L and Light be lovers?" L's cheeks went taint. Light is so, innocent…

"Maybe… but let's just be friends, for now." For now? It was the only reasonable thing to say in order to assure Light's happiness.

"Okay! Light will wait until Light and L become lovers!" L noticed Light moved closer when he massaged his head in circles and softly, so he did so.

"Purr…" Light silently cooed, closing his eyes. L wouldn't be surprised if Light was somehow part cat.

"Light, if we are to be friends, would you mind if I told you to change something's about yourself?" L nibbled at his thumb, staring at Light who was beaming like a Christmas tree.

"No, Light would be happy if L helped him get better!" Light smiled. L held out his long lanky fingers from Lights hair to the air to start his count off.

"First most, say 'you' when speaking of me. Second, stop referring to you're self in third person. Say 'I' when you speak of yourself." L said. Not cold, not harsh, but just in a tamely matter.

"'I'?" Light looked up confused.

"Yes, say 'I' when you are talking about yourself."

"I…I… I I I I!" Light said as he bounced gleefully in his chair.

"I am Light. I feel happy!"

He is excited quite easily…

"I am happy L is my fiend! I love L!" Light said the smiling at L.

Doki…

My first friend, huh... "No, you like me, only. Light…why are you so determined to be my friend so badly?"

Light's face finally came back to normal. He sat back down, twirling his hands and looking at them with new found interest. A sad face was decorated with an equally heartbreaking smile. What was wrong?

"This place gets lonely… there are nice people and fun toys…but it's big and scary… When I get lost l feel like crying… because no one will come and find me. But then someone does…" Light looks up at L; still miserable. "But then they leave me again…" Tears start streaming down. "I don't want to see you lonely too…"

L's eyes widen. Light looked so happy and full of life, but now…he's showing L who he really is inside.

L shifts over and places his legs down to dangle on the side of the bed and scoops up the younger to sit him in his lap. Light seemed unfazed and then melted into L's embrace.

L wrapped Light close to him and allowed the younger to cry into his baggy shirt.

"I don't…w-want to be l-left alone!" Light screamed into L's chest, grabbing the clothing.

L patted Light's head, still holding in close. L too felt feelings, but he had locked all of them away. Yet, Light was the only one to open them back up.

Light had finally settled down and looked up at L. He was crying. L had experienced tears before but they felt so foreign. His eyes were still comforting as tears fell down his porcelain cheeks like they weren't even there.

His vision went blurry as he looked down at Light.

I-I'm sorry…" You don't have to see me this way… L sniffed and then whipped his eyes along with Lights'. "You don't have to be alone…We both don't have to be alone." L smiled. Yes, Light was the only one who could see L this way.

"Did Light- I make you cry, L?" Light said with glistening eyes. L shook his head and smiled not bothering to whip any tears away.

Light brought his small hand to L's face and whipped the tears away with his thumb. He placed the salty water in two parallel lines down his cheeks.

"If you cry, I will too." And he smiled reaching up to kiss L's eyes shut eyes.

"So don't cry, please." L nodded. Light was different, so special.

L picked the brownie up and placed him on the bed. He pushed the work aside and put the blanket over Light, getting under with him.

Light held onto L as if he would disappear if he let go. L kissed the top of Light's head to stop the brunette from worrying.

"Is that what friend's do to?" Light felt protected under L. His skin tingled every time he felt L's slow sweet breath brushed against his forehead.

L hesitated. "Yes, they comfort each other."

Light took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I'm happy we're friends then." He grabbed onto L's shirt tighter.

"Don't worry, Light, I won't go." Where else would he go? It is his room. "I'll be awake until you sleep."

"But what if you leave then? I won't know!" Light was stressed out more.

L smiled a genuine smirk. "Then let's sleep at the same time."

"We can do that?" Light said looking up at L, their eyes meeting.

L nodded. "Maybe we could even share the same dream too."

Light smiled and closed his eyes, snuggling into L again. "Are you're eyes closed."

L felt himself smile as he closed his eyes. "Light…"

"Yes…" Light responded faintly.

"Did you come to me, because you couldn't sleep?" L breathed faintly.

Light nodded.

"Why?"

"It's cold when I sleep alone… And you feel warm, you smell nice too. I feel safe next to you…I needed someone next to me; I wanted to know someone would be there for me in the morning. I want to wake up knowing someone is there for me… It's too cold at night…"

That night L slept for the first time…That night Light woke up to someone by his side.

-x-

It's too cold at night…

L instantly launched from the covers, eyes wide. His breathing, jagged. His skin felt…cold. He rubbed his arm and it felt like Goosebumps infested him. He looked to his side… it was cold. He was alone.

"W-…" He tried calling out. Maybe more covers would help keep him warm? No, that wasn't the matter. Not even Watari would fill this void. He looked to his side, around the room. The only thing in the room was a blue hue coming from the laptop L was working on before he dazed off. He shut it off slowly; as if the light were to go he would be left with no company; nothing. L looked around for anything once again.

Empty.

"Light…" L put his legs to his chest and sunk his head into them. He held on tight yet the warmth they gave him felt distant. "Light…" He felt something even more cold press against his right wrist. He lowered his sleeve and observed the gold chain that had "Light" engraved on it. A tear fell down, onto the white sheets.

It was still cold... lonely…

Only Light could fill this void.

~ "Light?"

"Hmm...?"

"Do you really sleep with your clothes?" L looked at the boy.

"L does." L blinked. He was a bad influence on the this kid. Or maybe he was just easily influenced...

"Go change into your night clothes."

"But-"

"Change." Light sulked out and came with a matching two piece nightwear rather fast. He snuggled close to L and drifted to sleep. L smiled and it whipped away when he saw Light once again.

Sucking his thumb.

L sighed. He was rubbing off on this kid.~

A/N: Well then, how was this? Cute? Lame? Cheesy? Boring? Did this make you excited to see the PPS Series? Tell me in your reviews and give me tips on what I can do better, or what I did that was good. I'll probably be posting the story one or two weeks from now, depending on the reviewer's and readers. Ja Ne~