L and Light both faced away from each other as they got dressed, the handcuffs discarded on the floor. The detective turned his head to see his loved fridge, compressed by the TV. He frowned but then saw Light out the corner of his eye. He was facing away from him but L could still see his muscles tensing and relaxing in his back as he moved his body. L looked down at his own figure and ran a hand down his front. He did not look anorexic but he certainly had no build in him except the small muscles in his arms. Nowhere near Lights muscular build. He reached out for his night top and slid it over him. It hung loose and freely moved about when he bent down to pick up his bottoms. When they were on him, he realised how easy it was for them to slide off his hips. He also walked with a bent over posture occasionally, which had been cause by his ways of sitting down. Was his body that unhealthy? He pondered over this question as he replaced the handcuffs over his and Lights wrists.
They both clambered into bed and L sat in his odd position with the sheets crumpled at his feet. Light laid down and turned to face L.
'Ryuzaki? Why don't you sleep? It's not good for you.' He said, letting his curiosity take over his intelligence.
'Why do you ask Light-kun? Do you care for my health or are you after information?' L replied, turning his head to look at Light.
'What!? Do you have to connect everything to me being Kira? And no, I do not care for your health. I am just curious.' Light said, leaning up on his elbow. L turned his head to face forward.
'You would be able to get a lot of information if I told you why I do not sleep and all of the other question's you probably want to ask me.' L said, feeling a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach from Lights last two sentences. He was not familiar to the reaction but could not help but wonder if he was disappointed. After all, Light was the closest to a friend that he had ever had.
'Don't you get bored at night though?' Light asked. 'Can't you read a book or at least carry on with work?'
L glanced at Light for a second before looking ahead. 'I have no interest in books. I think too much about them and spoil the ending for myself, therefore destroying the whole point of the story.'
'And working? What wrong with that?' Light asked again, trying not to sound too suspicious. After all, he was truthfully asking these questions because he was inquisitive.
L did not answer but stared at his fridge and then at his clean floor. He did not want to give the possible Kira anymore information than he has already given out. The data about not reading books definately should not have been let out, and this would definately give him something to research about. However, another dark reason was that he simply did not want to admit one of his weaknesses.
Light looked at him and decided that it was best not to probe him about it. He laid back down and was about to turn the other way when L decided to forget about the Kira case and spoke out in a barely audible whisper.
'I get too lonely Raito-kun.'
Light was facing up to the ceiling by then but turned to look at the vulnerable looking man who had his arms wrapped around his legs.
'Ryuzaki- I…' Light said, trying to find comforting words for him until he came up with a suitable idea. 'I'll stay up with you…if you want.'
He did not know why he said it or what he would get out of it but he felt it was the right thing to say at this moment. He forgot that he was Kira for that night as he collected a large amount of snacks from the kitchen and two flasks of coffee. They made their way to the investigation room in their pyjamas and started to warm up the computers. L found the list of 19,000 names and faces for them to search up. They both huddled up together in front of the two computers that were pushed together. They worked through the night with a thick blanket draped around their shoulders in order to keep warm. Light occasionally burst out laughing when he saw a particularly ugly person with his nose sticking up into the sky and drooping cheeks touching the floor. L at first wondered why Light found someone's oddities so funny but as the hours went on, he found himself hiding a small smile as Light nudged him and pointed to a fat nose placed on the side of someone's face and a pair of eyes that were almost on the side of someone else's head like a fish.
At around four in the morning, both men fell asleep; L's head leaning on Lights shoulder whose head was also placed comfortably on L's mop of raven black hair. Their shoulders were making contact and L's hand automatically touched Light's as he dreamt, longing to feel secure.
Light was the first to wake up that morning and lifted his head up to see the computer on standby. He then felt a weight on his shoulder and looked to see a black tousled head leaning on him. He looked at L with disgust as he remembered what had happened last night and how he "fraternised with the enemy".
L stirred his head and opened his eyes. He felt very unusual, as he had never slept in years. He lifted his head to see Light staring at him. L suddenly regretted what happened last night and rebooted his deduction.
'C'mon, we have to get dressed.' Light said, getting up.
L did not say anything as he followed the younger man through the kitchen but mentally scolded himself for getting so close to a suspect and for letting out valuable information, which a) shows a weakness of his and b) leads Light in a direction in which he can find out something about him. Even though L thought long and hard about this, he could not help but to think about how comfortable he felt last night, sitting and talking with Light as if they were best friends. He felt like someone was constantly holding a protective pair of arms around him, shielding him from his past.
They both got dressed in silence, pondering about what had happened last night. Light decided that he would visually forget about how soft he was and to get back to work like it was always like before. L, however, could not stop thinking about how happy he was. His suspicion of Light being Kira had remained, no matter how much L wanted to decrease it to zero. There was no way that he would let personal feelings get the better of him, but still… Lights serene laughing was like a happy pill, dissolving in ones mouth. Did what happen last night make him more suspicious of being Kira because he could have been trying to make L think of him as a friend and want to drop his distrust? On the other hand, does it decrease it because he was showing real affection? L could not think straight but could feel his heart hammering as he saw his fully dressed friend.
'Come Light! We merely got through 400 individuals last night. And with each person working on the case now, we can work much more rapidly.' L said, dragging Light out of the bedroom. Voices were heard from the investigation room.
'Where is the kun?' Light said, giving L a look that sent shivers down his spine. His new friend's eyes glimmered coldly at him. L did not know what to say in the slightest. What had happened to the warm and caring companion that he had shared the night with?
'I purely have other things on my mind. I apologize.' L replied, letting Light lead in front, as he felt a horrible feeling inside.
Light ignored whatever L had said and sat himself down in front of his computer. The young detective explained to the rest of the team what the situation was and also that they had to work as quickly as possible if they were to find out if the people had any link to Kira or if they were just a decoy to throw him off guard.
Everyone sat down and began to work at the names. No information was found throughout the day even though the only person who said anything was Matsuda who occasionally giggled at people's profiles. L sat in absolute silence, thinking about light.
I must have one more go at finding out whether last night was just a fluke…
At that moment, a very funny picture appeared on the screen. An American person named Rob Quarshette. His hair stuck out at all sides and he had big fishy lips. His nose also stuck out miles in front and his eyes were extremely close together. L knew that this was a perfect way to discover Lights intentions of how things are. He nudged Light who looked over, annoyed that this shrivelled freak had disturbed him. He looked at L's computer screen, huffed and turned back to his own. The black haired man clambered off his seat and spoke to Light.
'Yagami-kun, I need to use the bathroom.' He said, waiting for him to get up.
Light rolled his eyes clearly and followed him. He still did not know what to do. For now, he was being cold but he could not do this forever; they were meant to be friends. He admits that he had fun last night for an unexplained reason but he felt that the Kira side was scolding him for it. Did he really have two sides? It would make a bit of sense seeing as he sometimes switched opinions and right now he could feel the guilt scorching him. It is not about the feelings he had for L – because it is only made up of a liking as a minor friend – but because he had not really done anything to deserve such a rebuke.
They went through a hallway and opened a door. It was not just a normal toilet for one. It was more like a public chamber with urinals along one side and toilets along the other. This was built in to avoid queues but it also meant that Light had to come in along with L because the chain would not make it all the way to the closest urinal.
Light turned the other way while L went to the toilet, amazed that he even had a thing! L was not even that weird. Sure, he sits weird but like he explained to L in the coffee shop long ago, if he sat any other way, his reasoning abilities would drop by forty percent. He even stands up straights when he is not thinking too hard about something. The only thing you can really put against him is his strange sugar cravings and the fact that he does not sleep.
Light heard L zip up his fly and followed him as he went to wash his hands.
'Light-kun, do you consider me as a friend?' L asked as he turned the tap on and drew his hand back at the cold touch.
Light was shocked at this question and did not speak for a minute. L was just towelling his hands and turned to look at Light.
'Ryuzaki…do you really expect me to say yes!? You're accusing me of murdering countless of innocent people! In fact...no; I have nothing against you. I just hate you! You are a heartless guy who just crawls around, freely accusing people of things they didn't do and-'
'But that is where you are wrong Light-kun. I am accusing you of what you have done.' L said, hiding his offence.
Light looked to the floor and felt his blood raging in veins. He clenched his fists tightly and swung one across L's face who went flying into the wall. He got up and felt his cheek with a hand that was visibly trembling.
'You make me sick L. you really do.' Light said, turning to pull open the door. L followed him out and through the corridor. They entered the investigation room and sat down.
Light felt his heart explode as guilt flooded his lungs. He felt as if he was choking, knowing that what L had every single right to accuse him of being a murderer. A small part of him wanted to drag L off to the side and apologise; especially for punching him, he didn't even retaliate like usual! And it really was a hard blow. A bruise could be seen forming quickly on the side of his face and if you look really closely, you could see a little cut which L would occasionally rub.
'Ryuzaki, I need to see you in the kitchen.' Light said, not able to stop himself. He couldn't sit there and work with him while feeling the hot guilt scorch in the tiny sympathetic section of his soul.
L looked at Light for a long second and looked back at his computer screen.
'I don't think there is anything to be said in the kitchen Light-kun. And if you really want me to hear this piece of information of yours then you should have no trouble saying it out loud.' He said, typing a name into a worldwide person search engine.
Light frowned and started to feel frustrated again, but this time it was because he really wanted to get this off of his chest. He decided that L was not going to win this…no. surely he could trick him out of his own response.
'Ok Ryuzaki. I'll say it here. I'm really sorry about-'
L got up and started walking towards the kitchen making Light follow him who was smirking.
'What is it Yagami-san? I do not have much of an interest to why you inflicted violence on me unless it has something to do with Kira.' L said, looking sad about it all the same.
'I really feel bad and I just couldn't sit there thinking about it. I had no right to touch you. I was just disturbed because I was being accused of doing something so disgusting and wrong to the people who have earned their lives in this world. It just makes me feel so sick!' Light said with a look of disgust on his face.
L looked at Light and was about to reply when he felt his head swirl slightly. Multiple Lights' could be seen in front of him.
'Excuse me Light-kun. I feel a bit ill.' L said turning to the fridge. He opened it and saw a blur of colour. He stuck out his hand and immediately drew it back an inch for he had touched a slimy slab of jelly. He took the plate to the table with difficulty as he did not know which chair was real. Light watched him, completely confused to why he was eating jelly when he felt ill. But then again, this was L; the man who lived on sweets and slept when pigs fly.
'I thought you said you felt ill?' Light said, deciding to ask anyway.
'I am. In fact, this delight did not really do it for me.' L said, pushing the empty plate. Sugar free… He bent down to open the freezer.
He fumbled around and found what he wanted. His emergency packet. He brought it out and put it on the table. He opened it with a knife and took out a solid sugar crystal the size of a walnut, he popped it into his mouth and he sucked on it a bit before deciding to crunch it.
Light watched him in disgust he put another one in his mouth. It was soon followed by two more which were crunched into tiny sparkles. Light was suddenly hacked off.
'What the hell are you doing!?' he said, raising his voice. He had watched enough tooth-abuse.
L stopped eating and looked at Light. 'I am just…hungry…Light…'
Light stopped dead in his tracks and started to really wonder why there was no kun.
'Ryuzaki...look what you're doing to yourself! Surely all that sugar is killing you!' Light said, grabbing L's shoulders and pushing him against the door, slamming it shut with the force.
L gave a face of surprise and then started worrying as he was forced away from his sweets. Light did not understand; not at all.
The auburn man panted, trying to find words to spit at L.
'Why is it that you keep eating sweets?' he growled.
L could feel his eyes throbbing painfully. He closed them and was unable to open his mouth to answer back. He fell limp and Light swore as he watched the vulnerable man slide to the floor.
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sniff sniff. poor poor L...
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