Music. Sometimes it makes you move, sometimes it makes you quiet. Sounds like L, doesn't it?
L sat in his usual position in his chair. Light apperently got bored again and turned on some music. Light himself worked as hard as he did before. However, L couldn't help but move a bit on the beat. Light soon noticed and a grin played on his face.
"You dance, Ryuzaki?" he asked amused.
"No, I enjoy the music." L answered.
"Never thought you could." Light said absent. L glanced at him obviously not knowing what he meant.
"I mean, you seem rather quiet and you're always working hard." Light explained.
"I see." L said. "But that doesn't mean i can't enjoy music, does it?"
"No, I guess so. Anyway, what music do you often listen to?" Light asked suddenly interested.
"Rock, metal." L answered almost in a whisper. Light glanced at L in surprise. He never thought of that!
"Why metal? It's so hard it can burn down your ears." Light said. L studied him before answering the question.
"You have any idea what it's like to listen all day long to complaining FBI agents?" came the answer.
"I see." Light said softly as he turned back to his computer screen holding back his laugh.