A/N; Here the plot begins, not to much of it, just enough to begin in that direction and shift a little away from the lemons.

Proofed (as was three but I decided it didn't need an AN)

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Chapter four

L groaned quietly as he awoke, he ached all over. It was a pleasant ache though he decided, and after last night it was definitely worth it; and was something he shouldn't complain about he knew, he had asked for it. L slowly realised he could feel a weight pressing on his head and back and, as his mind began to function, he realised he was still curled up next to Light; it was Light's arm he could feel enfolding him and keeping him close. He smiled as he saw the peaceful expression on Light's face, he had never seen the younger man look so relaxed… and L smile widened as he realised he was the cause of it. He chuckled slightly and twisted slightly to plant a kiss on Light's flat stomach. It was then he realised just how sticky and uncomfortable he felt, he remembered fuzzily that he had fallen asleep on Light before they even had a chance to clean up. It must have been good for Light too he realised for the usually so immaculate man to not wake him up just to get clean.

L glanced at the clock, there was another hour before he would have to wake Light so they could go shower and dress before the police arrived, he was going to give Light that hour. Carefully he began to extricate himself from within Light's hold; he didn't wish to wake the peaceful sleeper. He crept towards the edge of the bed, thankful that he had a laptop stored beneath it for emergencies; he ignored the ache in his lower regions as he moved, and decided he didn't care in the least that he was naked, this was his room after all.

He gasped in surprise as an arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him back flush with a bare chest, what could only have been Light's bare chest; a hand lifted his head so that his lips could be captured in a searing kiss. He stared up at Light's happy looking eyes in shock even as he responded to the kiss.

"Where do you think you're going?" Light whispered as they finally broke apart.

"To work," L replied, he wondered briefly just why he was explaining his actions to Light, to his suspect, it didn't matter that his suspect was his lover, "I didn't want to wake you. It's not as if I was going far."

"I shall have to try harder in the future, if the morning after all you do is go back to work," Light sighed, feigning despair, but failing as he grinned down at L.

"Not wanting to wake you limited my options," L replied, smiling up at Light with uncharacteristic wickedness. He laughed when he felt Light's arms tighten around him in shock, and Light curled closer to him.

"It's not like you to let me sleep," Light whispered, before he placed a small kiss on L's temple.

"After last night I thought you deserved it," L sighed, relaxing back into Light's embrace slightly before adding, "but now you are awake I need a shower, I suspect you want one to."

"When have I ever turned down a shower?" Light commented as they rose from the bed together, noticing as L stood he winced slightly. He sighed and once again lifted a startled L into his arms.

"Stop carrying me!" L cried, as Light headed towards the bathroom.

"How exactly are you going to stop me?" Light chuckled, before depositing L onto the cool floor of the shower.

"I'll raise your percentage of being Kira, for not listening to me," L said, smiling up at Light.

"You wouldn't," Light said shocked, looking at L completely aghast as he joined L in the large shower, sliding the glass door shut behind him.

"I would," L said laughing slightly, from his sitting position, "It is my job."

Light narrowed his eyes and forcefully turned the shower on, laughing as L actually cried out in surprise as the freezing cold water soaked him completely and chilled him to the bone.

"That would just increase it further Light-kun," L gasped, rising to his feet and out of the rush of water, trying not to shiver slightly. Light immediately stopped laughing and his face darkened.

L waited a moment, watching the glass beginning to steam as the water heated both it and himself, before smiling at Light kindly, one finger rising to run across Light's bottom lip. Light's eyes glared at L showing his displeasure at L's words; it was evident he was not about to enter into any more conversation if L kept threatening him with percentages.

"I was only joking Light-kun," L whispered, moving closer to Light, "how would I explain the rise to the investigation team anyway? That's one conversation I would never wish to have."

L kissed Light then, his touch gentle and his lips soft against Light's. He was therefore completely unprepared when Light responded by forcing him back against the wall of the shower chain clinking loudly between them.

"I would suggest never joking like that again," Light whispered as they broke apart, he really did look hurt, hurt and annoyed, "it isn't very funny, I don't like being accused of being Kira; particularly now that you mean so much to me."

"It is my job Light-kun," L whispered, "but I will apologise this time, I was wrong. I'm sorry…"

Light sighed then and stared at the shower tray, L's apology shocking him out of his annoyance to truly comprehend the strange situation.

"I'm sorry as well, I overreacted," Light whispered, his gaze turning to look out across the bathroom through the misting glass, "I think we both spoiled the mood. Did you know your jokes are appalling?"

Light gasped in surprise as a soaped, and very soft, flannel made its way tenderly up his chest; he had been so busy glowering out at the room he hadn't noticed L's silent preparations behind him. He looked up at L questioningly and was answered by L merely continuing his ministrations, a contrite look on his face. Light gave in and let L direct his movements accepting the apology for what it was. Unfortunately L's hands on his body was very distracting for him, he didn't know whether to become relaxed or aroused, unfortunately his body was making the decision for him, a decision that was probably all too obvious to L. Light decided to retaliate in kind ignoring his growing need to take L once more, and picked up the other flannel, turning to wash the evidence of last night's activities from L's body. He smiled as L's eyes actually closed at the first gentle caress of the flannel passed along his body.

They continued in this manner for some time, neither saying anything, but managing to convey to the other with gentle touches and soft caresses, what they wanted from the other as they washed each others body, before moving on to help the other with their hair. Both could feel their need for the other gradually increasing, it was impossible to hide it from the other either, but they ignored it. Finally their barely controlled restraint cracked, and L found that he was once more pressed up to the wall of the shower as Light ground their erections together a hand gripping them together tightly and shifting back and forth against their aroused flesh, his mouth descending to add more red marks to L's neck even while he moaned softly against L's wet skin, his hot breath coursing along it and making L shiver despite the heat.

Unconsciously one of L's legs moved to wrap around Light drawing him closer, and making him press closer in against his erection, his back arching off the slick tiles as his hands ran across Light's back, first holding him close then massaging the flesh as his growing arousal made his hands shift uncontrollably. They moved together nearing completion, one of Light's hands shifting to L's ass, his fingers slipping to probe into L. Light smiled through his own moans as L ground down onto his fingers, pushing them deeper inside him, the detective's eyes closed in ecstasy, his head thrown back against the tiles. The sound of the chain rhythmically clinking, as Light's hand moved around them and L's hands caressed his back, filled the room along with the sounds of the shower.

"Look at me," Light whispered; resting his forehead against L's so L's closed eyes filled his vision. The black eyes fluttered open and stared up at him. The look of lust and desire that filled their dark depths forced Light over the edge and he came hard between them, his cum coating his hand and L's erection, his handss tensing as he struggled to stay standing; his fingers inside L grinding against, and pinching at, L's prostate. With a startled cry L was forced over the edge to join Light, his hands clawing at the wall of the shower, his head moving to bury itself on Light's shoulder as he panted.

A second later they collapsed to the floor of the shower, no longer able to stand on legs that refused to hold their weight, arms around each other as they fought to recover their breath and steady their heart beat.

"And now we are dirty again," Light sighed a few minutes later, a smile adorning his face as his hand shifted to brush down L's sodden hair; completely bemused when L began to laugh loudly against his shoulder. He had never heard the detective laugh so heartily, in fact he had rarely heard the detective laugh at all. It was a lovely sound, and his smile broadened as he heard it, his arms tightening their hold around L.

…

If the night before when L had taken the key from Watari had been difficult, the morning after was worse for different reasons. Both found it difficult to concentrate on the case, continuously glancing at each other or staring out into space, it wasn't helped by the knowledge that Watari probably knew precisely what they had done last night, and both were finding it difficult to not sit languidly at their computers and just grin happily at the screen. It was a look neither of them could have got away with.

L began to wonder if there were too many security cameras in the building, there wasn't a single place where they could be together and not be filmed; having such a thought worried him, as it meant he was losing his impartiality fast, if it hadn't already been lost already. He knew though that it was too late to turn back, he couldn't and he knew he wouldn't, not now.

He glanced over at Light, dropping sugar cubes in his tea as he did so, taking in the sight of Light seemingly working hard at his computer. It had surprised him last night when he had focused solely on L's pleasure; he had appeared to have been worried about L's happiness throughout it all. It certainly decreased his chances of being Kira L knew, Kira wouldn't have been so thoughtful, and would probably have delighted in having so much control over L… and abused it.

This made L wonder why he still thought Light must be Kira, it was unsettling; particularly as he knew his intuition had never been wrong before. He wished it could be wrong as Light turned to smile at him, his eyes suddenly sparkling with warmth. L had to shakily return the smile while his brain screamed at him that he was signing his death warrant by sleeping with his suspect….or worse. He dreaded to think what could be worse, but the possibility reared its head like some angry beast he couldn't contain.

L forced himself to concentrate on the data in front of him, for now it was best to focus on capturing the Kira now active in the Yotsuba Corporation. His concentration was broken again as Light's father entered the room looking the angriest L had ever seen him, it seemed the police had been told to quit the investigation. The world it was becoming more and more afraid of Kira and this had now spread to the police force. L was happy when Light had the same indignant reaction to the news as he did, it was neither good nor bad for his Kira percentage, but L was still happy.

L was quite surprised when Soichiro, Mogi and Matsuda all quit the police force to aid him without a thought to themselves; he hadn't even had to mention the trust funds he had created for them they moved so quickly. He realised his error though when in his shock at Aizawa not wanting to stay and help, despite his obvious morals and determination, he spoke too hastily and was almost harshly overruled by Watari. His words to Aizawa in thanks for his help as the angered man left were truly genuine. It was obvious to L though that only Light believed he was being genuine, this thought again made him feel alone once more.

…

"You didn't expect him to leave did you," Light asked quietly as he sat eating the meal provided for him by Watari that evening, Light gratefully eating the vegetable packed meal. They were sat away from the computers for once, lounging on the sofas across the room, L surprising Light by actually eating some of the savoury dish himself without even having to be coerced into it by Watari.

"No," L sighed, "but he has his family to think of, his has a daughter. She is very young; this case has already stolen much of his time with her. I understand why he would leave now."

Light nodded in agreement, he wondered whether he would have done the same thing if he too had a family to care for. Still the team's treatment of L for concealing the knowledge of the trust funds had been too harsh, L hadn't deserved it. Nor the disbelief in his final words to Aizawa, Light had seen the truth in them. Light was beginning to realise just how much L had to hide who he was from others, and just how much strength it had taken to give himself to Light and allow that weakness.

"I will always support you L," Light said suddenly, staring at L, "even when the chain comes off, I will be here for you that I promise."

L looked up at Light in shock at this sudden confession; again it came with that look of absolute sincerity and fervour L had so rarely seen in Light's eyes, L could feel in his soul that Light was speaking the truth. Each time L saw that look it he felt his heart clench and he bit his lip, and then he raised a hand to his cheek in shock as a solitary tear trailed down his skin. No-one except Watari had ever shown an iota of care for him, yet here was Light doing just that. He bit his lip further, trying to hold back his tears he he would not cry, as he was suddenly pulled into Light's lap, the rest of his dinner forgotten as he ran a hand through L's hair. L's hand was suddenly gripping tightly to the front of Light's shirt as he leaned into him, almost as though Light had become his lifeline. Almost as suddenly L made a move to shift away, but Light's arms forced him to stay in place.

"If you think showing weakness in front of me lessens what I think of you, or my respect for you, think again," Light whispered into L's hair, "I will always be here for you." L heard Light sigh then add, "I think I have fallen in love with you." Light paused, "actually I have fallen for you, I can't deny it."

L's eyes widened as he heard Light's words, he could barely believe he had heard them, He raised his head to stare at Light intently, surprised to see the sudden apprehension that glimmered in Light's eyes. L found he couldn't answer, the only thing he could do was lean up and kiss Light gently on the mouth, feeling Light respond and press his lips down onto L's for a moment.

"I think I have fallen for you too," L whispered as he pulled away, he knew he was speaking the truth, admitting it hurt, everything that made him a detective screamed in agony at such an admission. He was saying this to his prime suspect after all.

"I am not Kira," Light said softly, it was obvious he had seen the anguish that had dawned in L's eyes, however briefly it had flared for, "I only hope one day you believe me."

L smiled at Light and kissed him, groaning slightly as Light deepened the kiss and letting Light's tongue enter his mouth. He was grateful Light hadn't noticed the glimmer of doubt that had crossed his mind, because despite the conviction of Light's tone, the feeling of sincerity and integrity had gone; he knew that something inside of Light was lying to him.

All his depressing thoughts were banished though as Light pressed him down onto the sofa and held him closer, perhaps for once it could be safe to live in the moment.