As I stared down at the small brightly (and shoddily) wrapped parcel I had the strange feeling that it was laughing at me. No, I don't mean the parcel, I meant the slightly adorable 22 year old useless pile of percentages that was crouched on a swivel chair not four feet away.

"Is there a problem, Light-kun?" Ryuzaki asked in his fake innocent voice, finger placed pointlessly in his mouth. Damn right there was a problem, and it was staring at me with a look of anticipation on its perfect chalk white face. What, it wasn't enough that I didn't throw the box away the second I realized what it most likely was? now he actually expected me to open it?

But he didn't look away, so I gingerly picked up the end of the bright orange ribbon the way he would and pulled, unrolling the lime green paper and reveling what I had already guessed was there. Chocolates.

"Ryuzaki, these aren't... you didn't.." I was choosing my words carefully, so not to make a fool of myself if I was wrong in my accusations "when did you find the time to buy these?" I asked, it seemed a safe bet.

"I did not purchase the chocolate, Light-kun, I made them" And with that one sentence I said goodbye to all I thought I knew. Ryuzaki, L dammit, had feelings for me. ME, who just so happend to be the main suspect in his Kira investigation (though he was clearly wrong about that, I'm not Kira) It was sick, it was wrong but he seemed to have no problem with those facts.

"Light-kun.."

Ryuzaki had given me homemade chocolates on Valentines day.

"Light-kun?"

He had gone out of his way too, not simply ask Watari to go buy some chocolate he could so easily pretend was for himself, but too make them all by himself.

"Light-kun!"

For me

"LIGHT!"

I was snapped from my thoughts by Ryuzaki pinging me on the forehead. ow.

"Oh sorry I was just..um.."

Ryuzaki cut me off by lifting one of the small chocolate pieces and holding it near my mouth. "Try one" He said, his features soft.

I couldn't see what the hurt would be in trying one. Besides the fact I meant I was accepting them... accepting Valentines candy from a man. A man that thought I was a mass-murderer that longed for his untimely death. A man that I was handcuffed to twenty-four seven, because he thought I was a mass-murder that longed for his untimely death and figured having me as an extra attachment to his arm would make it harder for me to kill him. (there was no logic there, at all) but besides that.. okay no. There was no way I was eating any of that candy. no way in heck. Not even if he begged I will not ever never be swayed from my decision-

"Alright" Now who said that? oh right. It was me.

Instead of handing me the piece in his hand, L simply moved it closer to my face. Without thinking, I opened my mouth and he put the chocolate inside, moving his fingers away quickly like he thought I'd bite his hand if he left it to long.

I had expected it to be far too sugary but it was infact, lovely. Tasted near professional, but I could tell by the way he was clearly wanting me to comment he figured it wasn't that good. I swallowed and smiled at him automatically.

"That's delicious Ryuzaki, I never knew you could make chocolate" I might as well butter him up a bit, and hopefully lower that stupid 7% chance that I am Kira.

L only smiled his goofy little smile and picked up another piece. I released where this was going, and it was most likely my fault for accepting the sweet in the first place.

"Ryuzaki I have two hands I don't have to be fed" I said quickly as his hand approached my mouth for the second time.

"Open"

I opened. I have to stop doing what he says really..

This time I closed my mouth a little to fast, catching his fingers in my lips. He didn't pull away though, letting them linger for a few seconds before withdrawing his hands.

This was getting weird.

"Light-kun, perhaps this is a bad idea.."

Too right

Then again, if L and I were in a relationship, he couldn't really continue accusing me of being Kira. Could he?

If I did return his, er, feelings, it would of course be for this reason alone. And I wouldn't want to upset him now would I. Not that I like him

I reached out and picked up a long piece of chocolate, but instead of eating it I pressed it against L's mouth. Stunned, he simply kept it there, not making a move to eat it.

Perfect

I lent over closing the already small gap between us and wrapped my tongue around the sweet, eyes closed.

I felt L gasp silently, before he moved his head forward and his mouth melted into mine.

Neither of us would ever call it a kiss. We were simply sharing the wonder of chocolate.

We broke away from each other and I knew I had a lazily and out of character grin all over my face. Ryuzaki had chocolate on his lip as he smiled at me, leaning closer to whisper in my ear.

"Light" He said huskily (I melted ever so slightly) "are you aware that in England, chocolate is often giving on Valentines day as a sign of friendship?"

You know what Ryuzaki, I had no idea.

Damn.

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:) was it good? bad? should I just go live under a rock and never see the light of love again!!

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