A/N: Hi, guys! I'm back with another uber-short one-shot. I got this idea from…well, lots of sources. AMV hell, miscellaneous people that have different ring tones depending on who calls them (why can't I figure out how to do that?), and well, cake, which is the ultimate inspiration. If I feed my L muse cake, he's very cooperative. But anyway, this happens sometime during the cuff times, not exactly sure when. Misa's being her annoying slef and L's demanding cake points. Can L do that? Of course. He's L. He can do anything!
Disclaimer: I don't own L, Light, or Misa…or even Misa's hilarious ring tone. Poor Light, always getting in trouble cause of Misa.
Light hated being cuffed to L. He had to follow L into the kitchen for snack and drag L into the bathroom to take a shower. Light hated taking a shower with L in the same room. Misa was right…L was a pervert.
Speaking of Misa, being cuffed to L meant that he couldn't see Misa as often. Light supposed that was an upside to being chained to L. But on the other hand, it meant Misa called him all the time because she was bored and she wanted Light to spend time with her. He always blamed it on the case and the fact that L refused to unshackle him. It was easy to persuade her, but she was just so damn annoying to deal with.
"Raito-kun, I think it is time for refreshments," L murmured, jolting Light out of his thoughts. 'Raito-kun has not been very productive for the last few minutes. Perhaps he needs some coffee."
"Err…no, I'm fine. I'm just thinking."
"Hmmn," L murmured, peering at Light closely. "Hopefully whatever Raito-kun is thinking about pertains to the case. But, no matter. I would like something to eat even if Ratio-kun is not hungry. Please accompany me to the kitchen."
"It's not like I have a choice," Light muttered, rising from his seat and following the detective to the door.
It was at that moment that Light's cell phone went off, loudly blaring the caller's ringtone. "Thought you had me figured out."
Light's eyes widened in shock. With a panic L had never seen, Light began patting his pockets urgently, looking for his cell phone. Unfortunately, Light had left it on the desk.
"Read my lips I screamed! Na na na na na!"
The ringtone was interesting, rather unusual. Maybe even Kira-like in its arrogant tone. But what was even more unusual was Light's extreme reaction.
"Oh shit!" Light exclaimed. He lunged for the cell phone, but it was too late.
"L is for loser I said. What were you thinking, what's going on inside your head. L is for loser my friend."
Light sheepishly clicked off the phone as L stared at him intently. "It's, uh, Misa's ring tone."
"Fifteen percent," L murmured.
"But that's not fair, it's Misa's-"
"Fifteen percent for each of you," L intoned.
Light sighed and his shoulders slumped. "Alright. I get it. I promise to make her change it first thing, okay?"
L pursed his lips. "Still fifteen percent."
Light sighed. "Okay, okay."
Light looked so miserable that L was momentarily tempted to reconsider. "Well, 14.9 if you make her change it immediately and then bake me a cake."
Light scowled at L. "13."
"14.5"
"14?"
"Very well," L drawled. "But this cake better be worth it. I expect chocolate frosting and strawberries on top."
"Yeah, yeah."
"And strawberry filling," L said cheerfully.
"Thought you had me figured out. Read my lips I screame-"
Light immediately clicked the phone off, his face bright red.
L scowled at him, all traces of his goodwill gone.
"I-uh-I'll tell her to change it right now," Light murmured.
"Two cakes," L growled.