"You play well." Light gave the compliment grudgingly. They hadn't spoken at all to each other after L led the team through his report and then through the new information. Today's updates were minimal, almost nothing, in fact. L still spent the next few hours studying them, tying in every possible link with his previous information. He didn't have anything else to say, so he said what was bothering him. L didn't seem to have heard him the first time. Light repeated himself, a bit louder.

"You play well."

"I don't recall asking your opinion, Light-kun." L's gaze barely flickered in his direction as he compared a page to his screen, holding it in two fingers directly alongside the monitor. Candy rattled around the bowl in front of him as he fished out the blue ones first, eyes darting back and forth, comparing numbers.

"And You don't handle compliments well."

"I handle relevant compliments very well. If you had said that earlier, then I would have been glad of it. However, this information is completely useless to me right now, and only shows that you are not focusing on the task at hand. Work, please. "

Light stared at him, irritated beyond measure. He hadn't expected a bow and kissing of the feet, but a decent 'thank you' would have sufficed. He hadn't known L to be this rude before. He turned back to his own work for a moment. A bit later he decided to be contrary and keep pestering the detective.

"Why don't you play more often?" L exhaled slowly, almost a sigh and turned to face him.

"You're not going to drop this, are you Light-kun?" Light gave him his most winning smile, just to piss him off further. L narrowed his eyes.

"I don't play for obvious reasons. I enjoy music too much; it distracts me and renders my mind useless. I believe you witnessed this earlier."

"Yes, I did."

"It's you're fault we were late by the way…you're the one who turned off the alarm."

"A bit childish of you to bring that up, don't you think…" L's eyes closed and he turned back to the computer, determined to ignore him. He'd given into his desire to annoy Light, but his plan had apparently backfired. He was paying for it now. Light liked classical music too, enough that being woken by it hadn't bothered him much at all. Thinking on it now, L had acted childishly, he supposed. It was just the need to play had dulled his reasoning, made him irritable.

God help Light the day he ran out of Sugar…

Even so, the unexpected two hours of playing had done wonders for him. He was back at full capacity and planned on taking advantage of it. Tension he hadn't known was building up was released and, though his fingertips were sore, he felt better. However, his sudden desire to work made Light's curiosity all the more annoying.

L had been angry with him earlier, Light was sure of it. He watched the detective ignore him out of the corner of his eye, moving on to the red candies now that the blues were decimated. Perhaps he finally had some ammunition now…L's recent accusations were about to drive Light mad. If he could use this to annoy him in return, perhaps L would drop it for a while…Light caught himself and chuckled quietly. L? Drop the Kira case? The idea was laughable.

Lunch seemed to come early to the two of them, because they had started so late. The rest of the team filed out after taking Light's order and left them there. L continued to work while Light shamelessly took the time off. The case was crawling; even L had to admit that. Light hated pretending to work, because it only led to frustration and undue stress. If there was anything new to be done, either he or his genius partner would have found it by now. Light clicked around the internet for a moment or two then cleared his throat.

"So do you have to be playing, or is it just the music in general?" L paused, glancing at him. Light clicked again and a Mozart song began playing. L opened his mouth to protest, but paused, bringing a thumb to his lips as he tried to guess what piece it was. Light leaned back in his chair to watch him. L's hand stilled then grew lax in the candy dish. His eyes drifted shut as he listened, but he did not smile. He nibbled at his thumb, hummed along once for a few bars… and he was gone. Light was fascinated. He got up, rattled the chain between them, even carefully lifted L's hand and took the bowl of sweets away. L did nothing.

Eight minutes later, he cracked an eye at Light. He was watching him, an amused smile on his face as the piece came to a close and L seemed to come back to reality.

"Never mind, I guess. Experimental success…" L resisted the urge to throw the candy at him and instead popped about five into his mouth as he returned to his work. Chewing gave him an outlet for his irritation. The stoic, emotionless mask slid back into place like an iron gate swinging shut.

"Light-kun, if you do that again I will remove the speakers from our computer console."

"I think I just found a way to get you to take a break." Light smirked.

"Light-kun…" L started, and was interrupted.

"Oh, You won't. You need the speakers to listen to Watari's updates, and any calls you receive."

"Yes, but I can always limit your computer access to strictly document files."

That shut him up. He wouldn't do it of course…he was more likely to ditch the speakers. Restricting Light's internet usage would make L have to give him work to do. L would be in complete control of what he did and didn't, and while that was what silenced Light, it was the very reason the suggestion was ludicrous. He had too many other things to do without baby-sitting his suspect.

L returned to his screen and refrained from sighing. Light was very childlike himself, sometimes. Still, as he opened a file and began to scan through it for the third time, he couldn't help but wonder if Kira liked classical music as well…

Light had an idea. It was a sadistic, evil-spirited little prank, but Gods, he had to shower with this man. That alone made it worth it. It would be near impossible, but Light was sure he'd find a way.

Light was going to hide L's violin.