Disclaimer: I don't own death Note, nor do I own the characters; Matt, Mello, L, and Near.

I'm a lair. I own Matt and he is doing my dishes (naked, I might add)

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Alright, comment please. There is a little mock Yaoi in this chapter, but I promise you'll get the real deal in the following chapters.

Matt gulped. His brain automatically went through the worst possibilities. What if L is disgusted by me now? What if he wanted me to leave Wammy's house? Was he angry with me for some reason?

Matt sat back down in his seat and wiped his sweaty palms on his torn jeans. He wished he had worn his newer, cleaner pair for L. Instead, he showed up like a sloppy mess. Matt silently cursed Mello for not telling him about the meeting in time.

L cleared his throat. He noticed he had been doing that a lot tonight. He also noticed Matt was avoiding eye contact with him the whole night, and had barely spoken a word. Was he ill? L was the world's greatest detective, yet he could never figure this boy out; this red-headed, rosy cheeked boy.

"Matt" L spoke as he offered said boy a tart "I was wondering if anything was wrong with you tonight, and I think I may have come up with an answer"

Matt froze. The tart dangled from his mouth as his cheeks turned crimson. Did L, the world best detective, figure out his feelings? Had he noticed the adolescent was constantly thinking about him? Matt nodded to signify L to continue.

"The problem is" L said as he hugged his knees "that you are missing the company of a female." Matt's mouth opened and the strawberry tart the once dangled from there was now on his jeans.

"Also, you shouldn't be embarrassed about masturbating. And you also shouldn't be telling female nurses about it either." L mustered up (what he thought to be) a friendly and understanding smile.

Matt shook his head and adjusted his goggles. Now L thinks I'm a lonely pervert. Matt thought to himself. "It's not true, L" Matt felt his body shake with anger and his hands ball up into fists.

"Oh? Which part of my assumption was incorrect?"

"All of it"

"Bet Mel-"

"Mello was lying!" Matt interrupted L. "I am not looking for a female companion and I don't tell nurses about how I jack off!"

"So you do masturbate?" L pushed the rest of his sixth tart into his mouth.

Matt nodded. L noticed the boy's cheeks tuned a delicious deep pink.

"Matt" L said as he stood up and walked over to the boy.

He hovered over him for an instant then lowered himself onto his knees.

"There's something I would like" L licked his lips and lowered his head onto the boys lap. "R-Ryuuzaki, so you did notice?" Matt became flustered and closed his eyes.

"Matt?" L mumbled through his full mouth.

Matt opened his eyes to see L standing straight (with the exception of his hunched shoulders) He had Matt's tart in his mouth and a puzzled look on his face. Matt felt his whole body tense up and his face redden.

"Of course I noticed you left the tart on your jeans. And as you can see, there are no more tarts on the table, so I thought you wouldn't mind if I took the tart you had neglected" L turned around, walking back towards his chair and smiled. He was going to have fun with situation for the remainder of this stay. He couldn't figure out his true feeling for this boy, but he planned on seeing his cheeks turn that delicious, deep pink as much as he could.

"If you don't mind, I would like to sleep now. Maybe we could continue this conversation tomorrow?"

"Wait, you staying the night?" Matt stood up and stretched. "I'm happy" he said right before he walked out the door.

L was going to tell him he was staying for two weeks, but he found himself choking on his words as the he noticed Matt's lips turn into a smile and his blue-green eyes light up by the mere mention of L staying another night. The adorable toddler he once knew had grown into a handsome, bright and rosy-cheeked teenager.

L took the neatly folded note out of his pocket, read it over and smiled.