Lover Of A Prince

Chapter Three

"Hehe..." Light took in a sharp breath of air.

"Pfft!" He shook violently until...

"BWAHAHAHA!" This was just too comical, what were the possibilities?

L wore an astonished look, "Is Light-kun alright?"

"You've-" wheeze "got-" laugh "to be kidding me!"

L attempted at placing a pale spectral hand upon Light's shoulder, only to have his attempts cut short when Light threw his head back in laughter.

"I assure Light-kun that this is for real!"

Disregarding the other man's protests, Light his crazy methods until L grabbed his wrists and held him down, not loosening his grip until Light got back to his normal state.

Light writhed under L's efforts until his laughter diminished. He blinked a couple times before the fact of his half-feline state crossed his mind.

"L... Be honest with me..." L's grip on him loosened. "Am I seriously a cat?"

"Well unfortunately... Yes."

Light's irises widened.

"No! This can't be! How am I fit to be the future ruler of this kingdom with THESE?!!" He wrapped his tail around his torso in panic, developing beads of sweat along his forehead.

L, hoping that Light wouldn't start his fits of laughter again, let go of the young man, finding a seat on the bed, Only barely weighing down the soft mattress.

He placed a pale digit to his lips, gently biting down. "Light-kun mustn't fret. I can assure him that he may look rather quaint, but also just as enthralling with the added feline parts." A pink tint formed on Light's cheeks, he turned away in an attempt to hide it.

"Light-kun is blushing," L stated in a sly manner. "Also, may I say that he looks rather cute with them on, like I mentioned before. "

Light sunk into the cushion deeper, but to his demise, he had put weight on the wound. "Eek!"

L cocked his head, "Yes, I thought I smelled bloody substance in this room..." He leaned forward, "Ah, I see. I'm surprised Light-kun isn't in a wailing state at the moment. Do not fret Light-kun, I may have something to ease the pain."

He arose, shuffling out of the room.

Light snorted. The nerve of him! Calling someone as high as me cute! Disgusting. Does he not realize who I am?

He palmed his face in realization, If I don't get back to the palace soon, father will be furious... He most likely is... I can't help but wonder if he's worried about me...

L was back in a matter of moments... First aid kit in hand.

L sat close to the younger man, and tenderly started tending the wound before Light could protest. "Don't-"

"It's alright. I know what I'm doing." L assured him, carrying on his treatment towards Raito's gash.

"No really! You don't have to!" L rolled his eyes. Continuing on.

Light groaned in defeat, leaning on his elbow to watch L.

The blood-sucker looked rather skilled at this, but the thing bothered Light was that he was taking his time on this. "Can't you hurry it up? I have to return to the palace!"

"Of course, I'm sorry." He sped it up to a normal pace.

Light looked towards the corner of the room, trying to block out the pale freak.

When he was finished, L smiled softly, but it was unnoticed by Raito. He then got up. "I'll fetch Ryuk for you..."

"Please do." Light stated in a rude manner.


I was contemplating whether or not to make the room a curtained room at first[curtains hanging from the ceiling, all around the room]- if you know what I mean... Buuut this would have no relevancy to the fic, it wouldn't make any sense at all, and I wouldn't know how to describe it