I do not own Death Note.


L sat at a computer. Raito was next to him, chained to the detective. They had been awake for 3 days strait.

"Ryuzaki, don't you think we should sleep."

"If you're tired you can take a nap." L didn't even look away from the screen.

"I'd like to sleep in a bed," Raito said annoyed.

"You should be fine there."

"Let's go." Raito pulled the chain and dragged L to his feet. He didn't have much choice but to follow him because he was tired as well.

They went to their own floor and down a hall to the bedroom that was put aside for them.

"There. Now sleep." He sat on the bed.

"No, I'll be working on my laptop."

"No you won't. The light will keep me up."

"Raito-kun it being childish… You're up to 3 percent.

"Shut up and let me sleep." Raito rolled over.

"4 percent."

L didn't know what to do after just 5 minutes. He could use his laptop incase Raito was a light sleeper. And he had left all his cakes back in the other room. So he did the only thing he could think of, he thought of all his favorite sweets.

"Strawberry shortcake… cherry pie… What's that?"

Something squished the side of the bed. It was a pile of lemon drops.

"Oh my…"

But it didn't stop there. Pudding was dripping down from the ceiling on to his toes. It was cold and wet. Soon was covering his hands.

All at once it stopped. L jolted up. He was still in the bed.

"Raito-kun…" L poked Raito. "Raito-kun…"

"Alright! I'll get up."

"Did anyone come in here last night?"

"Misa once, but she woke me up and I told her to leave."

"I see…" L looked down at the bed. Something black caught his eye. The black thing was his fingernails. "What's this??"

"Don't yell. Let me see…" L held his hands out. "Looks like paint. Maybe nail polish?"

"Did you happen to see what Misa-san was doing when she came in here?"

"No…"

"Well then, let's go walk to her." L go up to leave but he noticed his toenails were bright pink.

"AMANE-SAN!"

"Here we go again…."


Moral of the story: If you are a "perverted" detective and you handcuff yourself to a model's boyfriend, expect punishment. Now really, who wouldn't do this to L? Review please. :D