A/N: I swear, I've been working hard on this the whole time…right? Umm..okay. So I just lost the notebook I wrote this in and had no idea where I was going until I found it again. Lucky you.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
Light awoke the next morning to a very strange scene. L was curled up tightly beside him, with his head rested on Light's chest. Light found the fact that L considered him a good pillow slightly disturbing, but he resisted the urge to shove L off merely because of his contented expression. L's face bore a faint smile that made him seem almost harmless. He certainly didn't look like the annoying bastard that he was when he was awake.
L sighed in his sleep and curled his thin fingers around Light's shoulder. With a contented murmur, L snuggled further into Light's chest.
Light fought the blush that threatened to break out across his cheeks. Why did L have to be so trusting and childlike in his sleep? It almost made Light want to hug him. Almost.
Light glanced over at the clock. Only four a.m. L had planned on staying up until three, but they had both fallen asleep closer to midnight. It was entirely understandable since cold made Light slightly sleepy. But Light didn't mind falling asleep a little early. He needed more than the amount of sleep L was willing to give him. Light smirked slightly and closed his eyes again for a few more hours.
When Light woke up later to the sounds of barely contained whispers. He wearily opened his eyes to find his father and Matsuda in their bedroom. Light glared at L who was entangled with him.
"What's going on?' Light asked.
"You've overslept," Mr. Yagami muttered. "We came to wake you up."
Startled, Light whirled to face the clock and saw that it was almost nine.
"So much wasted time," L lamented. He lifted his head from Light's chest and propped himself up on his elbows.
Light grimaced. 'Don't do that. Your elbows are digging into my stomach."
"I apologize, Yagami-kun." L settled his full weight back onto Light's chest.
"Get off my son immediately!" Mr. Yagami commanded.
"I'm unable to do so," L said placidly. "I am trapped."
"You are not trapped," Mr. Yagami insisted. "You are lying on top of my son."
Realization quickly dawned on Light. "It's okay, Dad. Ryuuzaki's foot got caught under mine."
Mr. Yagami frowned as Light shifted so L could pull his foot out. "Now, will you please get off my son?"
L made as if to lift his body off of Light's, but he stopped with a puzzled expression. "It appears as if I am stuck."
"I don't understand why you want to lie on top of Light. You made it clear that you distrust him. Now, please get off of him so we can go back to work."
L sighed. "I do not wish to remain here. I feel stuck as if I am glued to your son. There is nothing keeping me with Yagami-kun, but all the same I cannot move away."
"You're being ridiculous," Light growled. "Get off me."
L passed a between his chest and Light's. "Strange…there is nothing holding us together."
"Get off," Light hissed, his anger crystallizing.
L pushed himself up with his hands and rolled off of Light, only to discover that his hands were still stuck to Light. "This is a very sticky situation."
"Oh, shut up," Light growled. He grabbed L's hand and placed it on the mattress, only to find that L was now holding onto his hand.
"Cut it out," Light hissed. He shoved L off the bed. Light wasn't expecting to tumble off the bed with him and fall on top of L.
"Damn it, would you stop screwing around?" Light growled. "Just let go!"
"I am no longer holding on to you," L said placidly. It was true. L's hand was touching Light's, but he wasn't making any effort to hold on to the boy.
Light blinked in surprise. "You're just touching me. Why can't we separate?"
"I do not know, Yagami-kun. We seem to be stuck together by an invisible substance."
"Both of you, get up and get off each other," Mr. Yagami said sternly.
The boys rose and looked down at their hands strangely, which were still pressed together.
"Now, Matusda, since Ryuuzaki cannot keep his hands off my son, please pry him away from Light."
Matsuda eagerly seized L's hand and pulled hard.
"It's not working," L said tonelessly.
Mr. Yagami took Light's hand and pulled in the opposite direction.
"Jesus Christ," Light muttered. "We're not even glued together. Why the hell won't this work?"
"Yes, this is indeed and inconvenience," L murmured. "I do wish to observe you but I do not think I need to be this close to do so."
L's words suddenly sparked Light's memory. His last words to the shinigami had been something like, 'I just wish I could get closer to L'. Light's eyes widened in horror. "Oh no…"
With Light momentarily distracted, the tension in the air dissipated and with a final tug, the two boys were yanked apart. Matsuda immediately fell over backward, dragging L down with him. Mr. Yagami wobbled, but remained upright.
Mr. Yagami smiled and patted Light's shoulder. "There we go. All settled. Please get dressed and meet us in the investigation room when you're ready." He brushed past Light and headed out the door, Matsuda in tow.
Unfortunately, Mr. Yagami did not see the look on L's face or he would not have left. L looked at his separation from Light with almost as much horror as being deprived of cake. Barely a second had passed before L jumped on Light, closing the distance between them. Light smiled and wrapped his arms around L as they tumbled to the ground.
As soon as Light's back hit the floor, he came to his senses. "Get the hell off me!" he roared.
Mr. Yagami heard Light's raised voice and rushed back into the room.
L glanced down at Light thoughtfully, ignoring the heated glare form Light's father. "It appears that we are in an interesting predicament."
"Interesting my ass," Light growled. "You jumped on me."
"And at the moment, you seemed to welcome it," L shot back.
'Temporary insanity," Light said sourly.
"Yes, we both seem afflicted," L murmured. "Yagami-kun, you realize that I am a very private person. Surely you know it isn't in my nature to embrace anyone."
"Yeah, I guess so," Light said reluctantly.
"Would you two please stop lying around?" Mr. Yagami growled. "This is serious."
"It is indeed," L murmured. "If I am unable to free myself from your son, the investigation will not progress."
"I'm more than happy to separate myself from you," Light growled. He placed his hands against L's chest and shoved upwards. L grabbed at Light's foot as he tumbled backwards, yanking Light along with him.
Light let out a frustrated growl. "This is stupid!"
L released his grip on Light's foot and settled down on floor next to Light. "Something strange has happened to us over the course of last night. We seem to find it necessary to remain in close physical contact at all times."
"Well, I think that's fucking obvious," Light growled. "Does the great detective L have anything else to share?"
"Yes," L said calmly, ignoring the sarcasm. "We seem able to tolerate indirect contact."
"Huh?"
"Earlier, I had my hands on your shirt and not directly against your skin, but our bodies did not react."
Light sighed. "Well, I guess that makes things a little easier. I don't have to hold your hand forever."
"What is wrong with my hand, Yagami-kun? It is clean."
"Just how much work do you think we'll be able to do if we're holding hands all day? Besides, people will think we're gay."
L blinked. "Is it wrong to look happy?"
"Gay as in homosexual, not gay as in happy," Light growled.
"Ah, yes. Thank you for clarifying."
That was the last straw for Light. He grabbed a fistful of L's shirt collar and pulled the detective off the ground. Despite Mr. Yagami's plea for Light to stop, Light shoved the detective against the wall and pinned him there.
Mr. Yagami ran into the hallway to get Matsuda to break up the fight.
But L wasn't fighting back. A faint smile graced his face. "Yagami-kun must remember that in our current predicament, physical contact is welcome"
You perverted bastard,' Light hissed. He let go of L for a millisecond before letting his fist connect with L's nose.
Now L was fighting back. He cupped one hand under his bleeding nose and brought his knee up into Light's groin.
Light hissed in pain. "That was a cheap shot."
Matsuda burst into the room. "Come on, guys. Let's not fight." He pushed them apart. "Now, Light can stay on this side and Ryuuzaki can stay on this side."
Light made a pained sound and clutched at his chest. L made no noise, but from his expression it was obvious that he was suffering.
'Matsuda, let go of them," Mr. Yagami commanded.
As soon as Matsuda released them, Light wrapped L in a tight hug. L sighed and rested his head on Light's shoulder.
Matsuda beamed. "Oh good. They've made up already. Well, I'm going to get a soda. I'll see you downstairs."
Light peeled himself away from L, leaving just his hand on L's shoulder. He wrinkled his nose in disgust. 'We need to fix this now. I can't do this everyday."
"Yes, I agree, Yagami-kun. I do not like being touched either. We will make resolving this situation our top priority. Whatever is causing this, we will find it and fix it."