Whipped Cream

LxLight

Disclaimer: We do not own L or Light or Death Note in general. If we did, L and Light would be in passionate love and still alive.

A/N Aww. You're all upset at Misa. I don't know why, but that made me happy~ I don't like Misa either.

L's eyes widened in shock, but he didn't even attempt to get off of Light. He slowly looked up at Misa.

Thank you SO much Misa, Light thought sarcastically. The girl really knew how to ruin an important moment.
"EEEEEEEEEEEE! RYUZAKI! GET OFF MY BOYFRIEND AND STOP MOLESTING HIM!"

L simply stared. Your boyfriend? He thought, but said nothing. Instead, he said, "I was not molesting him." Well, that was a stupid comeback.

"Whatever! Just get your creepy, gay self off of him!"
Light put his arms around L possessively, hoping he wouldn't move.

L felt Light wrap his arms around him. Okay. So now he had a choice: pull himself away from Light, or face Misa's wrath.
He chose the latter.
"What if I don't want to?" He asked, raising an invisible eyebrow at Misa.

"OOH, RYUZAKI! I'm going to come over there and FORCIBLY get you off!" Misa raged, storming forward.
Light was glad that L hadn't moved, but confused, too. Since when did Misa know what 'forcibly' meant?

L stared dully at Misa, pretending he didn't care, even though he was getting slightly worried. She was the second Kira suspect; if she really was the second Kira, she could kill him if he got in the way.

Light couldn't stand Misa at the moment. She just came in, interrupting his time with L, and now?
"Misa, I don't think that's a good idea," he said after a few seconds.

Misa pouted. "Light? What do you mean? I thought you loved me."
L wanted to sigh at Misa's stupidity, but he didn't; he stayed silent.

"Um, Misa...I do, really..." Light lied. He didn't want L to get mad at him and start ranting about how he was jeopardizing the case.

L knew he should be relieved that Light was sticking to the plan, and pretending to love Misa. But he wasn't. He was actually irritated instead.
"Then get Ryuzaki off of you," Misa said, still looking sad. L ignored her annoying voice and continued to think.

"I can't," Light said immediately. "Because...um..." He searched desperately for an excuse, but came up blank. He looked at L, silently asking him to think of something.

"He's glued to the floor," L replied. It was all he could think of at short notice. Misa stared, confused.
"So... you're trying to pull him up and... unglue him?" Misa asked, puzzled.
"...Yes." Might as well go with it.

Light was quick to agree. "That's right!"
Misa bounced forward. "Why don't I help?"

"Oh, t-that's okay, I can do it myself," L protested quickly.

"No, really, let me help," Misa said aggresively.
Light groaned. This girl was making his life more difficult than it had to be.

L quickly sought out a way to get Misa to leave. "...Oh, wait, the glue wore off," L said, reluctantly getting off of Light.

Disappointed, Light also got up. "Yeah, it did..." He muttered. Was Misa really that stupid?
"Ooook, Ryuzaki! What shall we do now, Light?" She asked, hooking her arm through his.
Apparently so.
Wait. We?

L silently sighed in relief. Then it registered. Misa had said 'we.'
And it seemed obvious that L wasn't part of the we.
So L decided to speak up.
"WE still have a lot of work to do." He emphasized.

No. Way. There was no way that Light would willingly spend time with Misa.
"Sorry, Misa, we have TONS of work to do. Very, very busy," he repeated, making sure he got the message through to her.

L watched Misa slowly comprehend what they were saying.
"Can I help?" She asked, still clinging to Light.
Of course she wanted to help. Because she just had to get in the way of everything.

"It's very difficult work, Misa. VERY difficult."
Light wished Misa would get off of him. She was practically wrapped around his body.

Misa paused for a moment. "Well... then can I watch?"
That almost sounded perverted. "Trust me, Misa, you really don't want to. Especially not if the Task Force is going to have a contest about how many days they can go without bathing again."

Misa pouted once more. "Awww. But we haven't been on a date in forever."
Date? Where did that topic even come from? L narrowed his eyes and glared at the wall.

"..." How could he say, politely, that he didn't WANT to go on a date with her? "Well, I've been occupied with other things..."

"...What do you mean?" Misa asked. "You still have time for a date, right?"

"No, I really don't. I'm always busy doing other things." Light's mind was screaming, PREFERABLY WITH L!!!

"Oh..." Misa looked like she was gonna cry.

Oh no! What would Light do if she started crying? He didn't know how to handle crying girls!

"He can go on a date with you another time, maybe in a week or so," L said quickly. Even though he didn't like that thought.
"...Okay. Bye, Light. Bye, Ryuzaki." Misa actually looked happy again. With that, she skipped out of the room.

Light sighed in relief. "Thank god." He looked over at L. "Now what?"

"I... don't know." L looked puzzled, as if trying to comprehend what had just happened.

"O-oh, well, um..."

L stared at the wall, his eyes glazed over as he once again went into a daze.

"L?" Light waited for a response anxiously. "L?! Are you alright?!" He grabbed the older man's shoulder and shook him gently.

L blinked abruptly and glanced over at Light. "W-what?"

"I asked if you were ok! You were just sitting there acting like you were in a coma or something!" Light took a deep breath and willed himself to calm down. "Don't worry me like that!"
He asked himself silently, why am I so concerned about him, anyway?

"I'm fine," L replied slowly, blinking continually, as if willing himself not to go in a daze once again.

"Where do you go? I mean, you know, when you just phase out like that."

L tilted his head to the side the slightest bit as he thought. "Well... it depends," He answered.

"On?" Light asked curiously.

"Well, I guess what ever I'm thinking about," L said with a shrug.

"So, what were you thinking of just now?"

"Um... you," L admitted.

Don't turn red, don't turn red, Light chanted mentally. "Really? Wow...thinking about me how?"

L went into his daze again as he tried to bring the mental picture back up. "...Shirtless," He said slowly.

"Oh yeah? Does that mean you want to see me shirtless?" Light asked with a smirk.

"...Yes," L answered truthfully, turning to stare at Light.

"...Um..." Light avoided his eyes. "And so...?"

"...Are you shy?" L asked Light, unable to hold back a smirk.

"No!" Light regained his composure. Not that he had ever lost it. Really. "I'm not."

"Then prove it," L challenged.

A/N Will Light accept the challenge?