Warning: Yaoi, LxLight/boyxboy, future lemon! If you don't like it then please don't read it.

Author's Note: I'm SO sorry for making you guys wait FOREVER for this chapter! But frankly, I really didn't have the time to sit down and write. Like I mentioned in the author's note for one of my other fanfics (D. Gray-Man fic with KandaxAllen… Me promoting myself… O.o lol), things had been chaotic! I'll stop giving you my excuses now! On to the story!

Chapter 4. Sexuality's Façade is Innocence

Mixed P.O.V.s:

The sun's light shined brightly through the hotel room, everything in its wake looking a bright yellow tone as Light Yagami woke from a rather peaceful sleep. He smiled happily as he realized that his current partner (who was also his first boyfriend) was nuzzled up against his chest, his arms strewn about and covering the younger boy in a manner that could only be interpreted as 'mine'.

Adorable, Light thought. He searched for the boy's waist and gently pulled him up so that the serene face of the sleeping detective was before his. He studied that beautiful face; a rather long but cute nose, almond-shaped eyes (that were closed at the moment), and clear skin with soft-looking pink lips that contrasted the pale complexion quite nicely.

He thought back to before he had been involved in anything romantic with the detective; before he had seen and been seen differently. Such feelings had only arisen within the past day, yet he couldn't imagine seeing L's face and not getting a certain flutter in his stomach now. How bizarre, he thought.

He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss onto those rather succulent lips; he continued to kiss him lightly, rubbing his nose against the other's to wake him up.

"Hmm," L uttered, still half asleep.

"L, don't you want to wake up now? It's almost noon," Light said softly.

Suddenly those onyx eyes fluttered open slowly, and Light couldn't help but smile.

"Light-kun," L said staring up at him. I guess it wasn't all a dream, L thought to himself.

Light pulled him closer and kissed him again, and when the brunette pulled back the sleuth still retained his emotionless expression but had pink-stained cheeks. "No 'kun'."

You can try to be inexpressive, L, but your body will betray you.

"Alright."

"You're going to meet my parents today," Light reminded him, not that he would've forgotten; for he usually didn't care what others thought of him, but this was Light's family. Light Yagami happened to be the first person he'd ever been romantically entangled with and he felt that he didn't just have to but wanted to make a good impression before his family. By family he meant Light's mother Sachiko and sister Sayu; he'd already made quite an impression before his father…

"Yes, I know."

"So what would you like to do to pass the time until then?" Light asked.

"It doesn't really matter to me," he said honestly, his head tilting to the side.

"Well in that case then, would it be okay with you if we did something typical of people in relationships?" Light asked with a funny look.

"…It depends on what it is," he answered curiously and a bit cautiously.

"Well, I was thinking that since we're doing something so…'modern' like having dinner with my family that we should spend the day together doing something a normal couple would do."

"We aren't normal?" L remarked jokingly, an almost inaudible soft chuckle escaping his lips.

Whoa, was that some actual laughter? Another human emotion? It seems that I'm slowly coaxing him out of that robotic appearance he puts before everyone; I guess my 'charm' seems to affect everyone eventually… Light thought a bit triumphantly, smirking to himself.

"Not at all," he answered 'seriously'. L stared at him in confusion and Light stared back for a feeble three seconds before a smile spread over his face that was accompanied by a laugh. How could he keep a straight face under L's calculatingly cute gaze?

"We are far from a normal couple, L. But I think that that's exactly what makes it work," he said with a wink that made the detective blink repeatedly in surprise. "I find it hard to imagine either of us ever becoming bored with one another," he continued, looking towards the window at the light blue sky.

Light got up and went over to one of the laptops in the room, turning it on and letting his fingers flow over the keys while waiting. Once it loaded, he clicked the browser and started to type.

L had watched in silence as the brunette had come out from under the covers; he was beautiful, especially with the sunlight shining on him, but what really caught L's attention was that he was shirtless, clad in nothing but boxers. He hadn't noticed that when they were under the covers. He looked down at himself, and was shocked to see that he was in similar attire. Had Light undressed them both? Surely Watari wouldn't undress L as such, and he was positive that the man wouldn't touch Light.

He watched the muscles of the brunette's chest move as he walked, and almost without his consent his eyes went lower, looking at the rather perfect behind before him; his eyes went even lower and watched his legs, toned from years of tennis, no doubt.

Light could feel L's gaze on his back, and before he knew it he had put a little more sway to his hips as he walked; he had messed with others before doing such things, knowing how he seemed to affect people, but he'd never actually done it for any other reason than to see their flustered expressions when he was bored. It was always about getting an entertaining reaction, yet he found that he wasn't trying to amuse himself with L like that. He found that he wanted to attract him, to bait and provoke him into interacting with him in any way he could.

"What're you doing?" L asked, having turned away from the boy for a moment before looking back with a rather analytical gaze.

"Checking the locations of local cinemas."

"We're going to a see a movie?" L asked even though the answer was obvious. He did say it was something typical of people in relationships...but would it be like a date then? Our first date…? the detective thought to himself.

"Mmhmm. What type of movie do you want to see?" Light asked, turning to look at him.

"Uhhm, I don't actually have a preference, per say."

"…You've never been to a movie theater have you?" Light asked a bit astonished.

"No, I have not."

"Well then this'll not only be our first date but it'll also be your first time to the movies," Light said rather proudly; he was already leaving imprints in L's life. He was going to leave memories that would be of sentimental importance to the sleuth. Memories that he knew would never fade from the other's brilliant mind.

L felt a weird feeling shoot through his body as Light uttered the word 'date'. So it will be our first date… Should I be nervous then? No, that's irrational. But am I supposed to act a certain way or do I just act normally and not think about it? There aren't guidelines for how to act on dates…right? L went over the questions in his head several times only to be left with no definite answer. He'd never been on a date at all. As a matter of fact, he'd never even been out with friends either…not that he had any. For once in his life he felt utterly ignorant.

"We should go get something to eat before going though. Movies can become rather tedious when you're hungry."

L nodded; at the moment he felt like having cake, cake with tons of sugar and frosting, and milk to top it off. Light got up and put his finger to his lip, contemplating something for a moment. He walked in to the bathroom and came back out with a towel in his hand.

"I'm going to take a shower."

L stared at him. "Okay," he answered when Light kept staring back at him.

"Will you shower with me?"

I'm almost sure that my heart skipped a beat just now, L thought. He didn't know what to say; his mouth had popped open slightly from the surprise, but other than that his face showed nothing else.

"What?" he uttered blankly.

"I was asking if you'd shower with me, L."

"But why?"

Because it's intimate, Light thought.

"Because it'd be relaxing and more enjoyable with you there."

"…Okay."

"Good," Light said, smirking rather suggestively to himself.

He walked over to the paler man and held his hand out; L looked at him with wide eyes as he gingerly took the offer. His hand was so soft, and warm too. It seemed like Light was spreading his warmth just by touching him.

They walked into the bathroom and Light set the towel on the rack. He took a quick glance at L. He wanted to undress him, to rid him of those clothes that had always seemed too big for him. Being naked makes one feel vulnerable, which is why showering with someone is so intimate; so to seem, er, be considerate, should I undress myself first? That would let him know that I was comfortable with the situation and that he should be too, right?

Making up his mind, he undressed himself at a normal pace (he was trying his hardest not to look too hurried, but he didn't want to miss his chance). As he stole another glance at his dark-haired companion he noted that L seemed to be frozen; he was probably embarrassed. Good, Light thought. That meant that L wouldn't take his clothes off before Light could do it for him.

Why the hell did I agree to this? L thought nervously. He felt paralyzed.

As Light took off his last article of clothing, he turned to L. He smiled at him, trying his best to look genuinely innocent as he pulled up the boy's shirt. However, L was still stiff and a bit unresponsive so Light 'accidentally' let his fingers brush against the pale skin. That worked, he thought to himself as L came back into reality and lifted his arms so the shirt could be removed completely.

L looked like he was about to object as Light got onto his knees before him, but the younger boy pretended to not have noticed and unbuttoned the plain blue jeans. He liked the situation he was in. It looked rather provocative underneath his innocent façade.

He sat L down onto the toilet (that was operating as a chair at the moment), unzipping the jeans and pulling them off. He took his time, putting it where the rest of their dirty clothes resided at the moment. When he turned back L was looking at wall. He leaned in and said "Stand up, please."

L did as he was told emotionlessly, letting Light pull down the boxers. Light grabbed L's waist though which caused L to blush as he raised each leg a little to get underwear off.

Light ignored the picture in front of him with all his might. He couldn't look now otherwise he'd embarrass L. Plus, he needed to keep up that innocent act; he didn't want to make something obviously sexual apparent.

He grabbed his hand and led him to the shower. He started the water and adjusted the temperature to his liking before stepping in, motioning for L to follow. And he did.

Perfect, he thought.

He grabbed a washcloth, soaking it under the water before pouring a decent amount of citrus-scented body wash onto it. He rubbed it against his hand to create lather.

"L."

L, who had been looking at the floor, looked up. Light moved forward and rubbed the cloth across the pale chest before him experimentally. L looked startled, but did nothing as Light slowly pushed him against the wall. He put one hand on the wall next to L's hip as he let his other hand scrub firmly.

He moved absentmindedly, letting the washcloth roam over his neck, shoulders and collarbone before moving down his naval, dangerously close to a rather private area. But he kept going, even as the sleuth was about to object. He suddenly moved and bypassed the area completely, concentrating on L's hips and then his thighs. He forced himself not to look at what was nestled so perfectly between the older boy's legs.

"Turn," he almost whispered. He didn't want to kill the mood he had established, so he had tried to make his voice as soft and airy as possible.

L did what he was told and put his hands to the wall in front of him so he wouldn't be flat against it. Light smiled, returning his hand to the wall by the boy's hip as he watched the beads of water flow down his back. He loved how sexy L looked like that. It was like he was begging for Light to take him.

He rubbed the washcloth even firmer against L so that he would be pushed just a little more against the cream-colored wall. He ran the cloth over the nape of his neck and shoulders, down his back and over his slightly protruding spine, taking pleasure in the shiver he got in response. He made his way further down, not pausing but boldly running the cloth over L's toned rear. He watched L tense as he moved and scrubbed over the back of his thigh. He then moved the cloth to L's side and came up slowly, working in a different direction so that he was now coming up at L's bellybutton.

It was so erotic.

There's something definitely wrong with me. I must be a masochist, putting myself in such a situation and expecting myself not to do anything, Light thought staring longingly at the body before him. He had never wanted anyone like this before, and had never felt so intensely aroused in his life. He had been stupid to assume that he'd have perfect control. It wasn't like he had any experience in this…field.

Anyone would feel aroused in this situation, right? It's inevitable. Light is a sin. His hands are like black magic that's tainting my innocence…Either that, or I'm just a horny pervert, L thought.

But neither of those reasons seemed very plausible to him, so he was left with no answer as to why he was suppressing moans as that damned washcloth seemed to rub over every erogenous spot he could remember.

Dammit! Light mentally cursed. This situation was becoming too much for him to handle. He had no idea where his self control and will power had gone at the moment; it was like his hormones were clouding everything, blurring his intentions. It was normal for any 17 year old boy put in a situation like this, but Light had thought that it would be no big deal and that he'd be able to push the feelings away with a little effort.

He was wrong.

He heard L utter a small moan and felt pangs of want surge through his body at such a sound. He was starting to get hard now. Fuck! This was supposed to seem like an innocent couple shower! Not a porno!

"L," he breathed.

As soon as the boy turned, Light had gently cupped his face and was brushing their lips together. He couldn't help it. He hated the idea of losing to his body, but he loved the feeling of it.

"Light," he gasped. Their lips were so close together that Light felt them move against his own when L spoke his name.

He slowly pushed his lips to his dark-haired boy's lightly, moving his mouth timidly. He didn't want it to be lustful, no matter how his body was feeling, but he felt all his control shatter as L's fingers curled into his hair and added more pressure to their kiss. That was it.

Light clutched his chin and pressed their mouths together harder. His tongue made its way into that sweet little mouth and he felt his logical thinking fly away as he tasted every part of the insomniac that he could.

Then those long pale legs wrapped around his lightly, and he couldn't control himself. He supported L by his hips as he wrapped both of those legs around his waist. Their kiss was becoming lusty, and they both moaned as Light rubbed their arousals together firmly.

"Ahh, Light…" L moaned. He'd never felt such feelings before.

Light nuzzled his face into L's neck and left tender kisses wherever he pleased. L was concentrating on the amazing feeling of those soft lips on his skin when he felt Light stop. The younger genius pulled off and reached for a bottle. It was shampoo. He squeezed a dollop onto his hand before rubbing it into L's hair.

This needs to get back to being a harmless shower! Light scolded himself for his lack of control. He had been minutes away from some acts he'd regret later for L's sake, and by extension his own. It was funny how he was linking his own feelings to the detective's.

He worked the shampoo around until L's hair was a black and white blob. He laughed.

"You look adorable," he giggled. L looked at him questioningly.

"I was not the one who decided to shampoo my hair," he said.

"Yes, I know. I'm not laughing at your expense, L. You really do look cute." He used his finger to take some of the white suds from L's hair and placed it lovingly onto L's long nose. L looked down at his nose, his eyed crossing as he did so.

Light laughed and moved forward to claim those pallid lips again, this time in a playful and carefree manner.

"Yo! Light-kun! Ryuuzaki-san!" a voice called somewhere in the apartment.

They both froze. The voice sounded suspiciously like Matsuda, and from what they could hear it sounded like there was more than one person with him. Matsuda wouldn't just pop in for a visit with a bunch of friends; it had to be him with the rest of the Task Force. But today was their day off…

"Shit," Light cursed. He leaned in and kissed L once more before moving him so that he was directly under the spray of water. He rinsed all the soap and shampoo off of L before he hurriedly scrubbed himself clean and rinsed off as well. He shut off the water and grabbed two towels. As they both stepped out and secured the towels around their waists the door opened.

Before them, as they suspected, was the Task Force. It felt to them like they were getting caught…again; but they weren't necessarily doing anything wrong, right?

Matsuda stood at the front, his father on one side and Mogi on the other while Aizawa was in the back; they looked embarrassed as their eyes looked from Light to L. Light's face looked rather surprised and a bit bothered while L's face remained impassive.

They looked strange standing next to each other like that. Light looked like a movie star; soft brown hair with natural golden highlights, attractive facial features, and tanned skin on a perfect body. L on the other hand looked like a rock star; a mess of wild black tresses, an oddly attractive face with a cool expression, and pale skin on an almost underweight but perfectly toned body.

They were quite a pair.

"S-Sorry to uhm…interrupt you guys…" Matsuda began with an apologetic expression.

"Nonsense. Get dressed," Soichiro ordered. "We have more suspected Kira killings to report, and they're not of the usual."

Light's eyes widened, and L nodded.

"We'll, uh, wait outside, I guess…" Matsuda told them.

They watched as the men moved to the door, opening it and leaving to wait in the hallway. Light looked at L curiously, and L shrugged. Light passed him his clothes as he found his own and started to get dressed.

Task Force P.O.V:

I wonder if they're sleeping together already… I mean, normally people don't shower together until after they've…'seen' all of each other…in that case, that would mean that they had sex after just getting together yesterday? Must have been a lot of sexual tension between them… Matsuda thought, blushing a little at his assumption.

Maybe I'm homophobic, but the thought of my son 'taking a shower' with another man is rather disturbing. God knows what went on in that bathroom… Soichiro thought in frustration.

I really didn't need to see that, Aizawa thought.

… Mogi didn't even know what to think.

The men stood in silence, an awkward aura looming around them. After about two minutes, the boys appeared, dry and dressed.

"Come," Soichiro spoke, motioning with his hand for them to follow him.

They walked down the halls of the building until they stood before the room that they'd been using as Task Force HQ while in this specific hotel. They walked in and all took a seat.

"So what's happened?" Light asked.

"There have been 6 suspected Kira killings…but the victims didn't die of heart attacks…" Aizawa stated hesitantly.

"Go on," Light encouraged.

"They were all killed exactly 7 minutes apart."

"…If I'm not mistaken, the number seven represents perfection and the sign of God; that would support Kira's extreme illusion of grander..." L explained. "What about the cause of death?"

"The cause of death was the same for all of them; they all choked while eating apples," Matsuda informed.

"Apples?" L said, interest perking up. L, did you know, Gods of death, love apples, he went over in his mind.

Mogi nodded. "Aside from the victims not dying of heart attacks, they also weren't criminals."

"So they were just regular citizens?" L asked.

"No. They were students." Soichiro clarified.

"Did you do a thorough background check on them?" L questioned.

"Yes. They were all rather normal students with no history of any trouble, but they were all known for being more than 'open' about their beliefs." Soichiro sighed and continued, "Three of them were Kira followers, and the other three were L followers."

"Wait, students? Of what grades?" Light asked, looking surprised.

"They were all in the 8th grade… and they were all students that attended Eishu Junior High School," Soichiro informed with a hesitant expression.

"That's Sayu's school!" Light uttered in shock.

Author's Note: Dun dun dunnn! *dramatization* Hai, hai, I know I suck for ending it here, but I promise that the movie scene and dinner at the Yagami household will take place in the next chapter! ...So how was it? I tried really hard. O.o To be quite honest, that shower scene was not planned at all; it just suddenly happened while I was writing and took up most of the chapter. ;) So you can thank the pervert within me for that. ^v^

P.S: Please leave a review and let me know what you thought, where I can improve, and what you might wanna see happen in the next chapter! (I'm unsure about the movie scene in particular; any ideas?) Reviews are greatly appreciated! :D

P.P.S: Sorry for any grammatical errors I failed to notice and correct!

Sayonara :3

-Sashimi123-