L moaned as he woke for the second time. Her taste had been so real, and he felt as though he could still feel her as he held her close.
He looked over at the clock again and sighed as he saw it was now 6:00.
He still didn't want to go downstairs, but now he was afraid to sleep. The next dream would not be a happy one.
Get a grip, L. He snapped at himself, trying to put his emotion filter back in place; he felt raw and exposed with so many uncharacteristic thoughts running through his head.
At that moment there was a knock at the door. "Come in." he called tonelessly, sitting up.
It was Watari. "How are you?" he asked, concerned. L knew what he meant.
"Not very well. My emotions are running all over the place, and I no longer want to sleep because I know what my next dream will be of."
"You've been dreaming about it?"
"Yes."
"What happens?"
L shifted uncomfortably. "Well... the first one was our first meeting. The second of our first kiss."
"And what happens after that?"
L went silent.
"I don't want to talk about it, Watari. You know what happened."
"Yes, alright... I was just offering."
"Thank you."
"Everyone is leaving early tonight. Light will be up shortly."
"Alright."
Watari left and L sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
Six years... he thought.
Then there was another light rap and Light opened the door.
"Hey, Ryuzaki."
"Hello."
Light walked inside and sat on the end of the bed.
"I suppose asking if you're okay would be pointless..."
"As I obviously am not." finished L.
"Yes."
They were silent. L felt his heart palpitate when he thought of the certain upcoming dream.
"Light... I'm going back to sleep. If I appear to be having a nightmare... whatever you do, don't wake me up, alright?"
Light nodded. "Alright."
"And I suppose we should be handcuffed again..." L mused, settling down into the bed. Light grabbed them and attached them to his and L's wrist, lying warily down beside him.
"Goodnight..." murmured L. Light switched off the lamp and began to quietly tap on his laptop.
"Goodnight."