I would like to apologize to all of this story's followers for the super slow updates! I'm just having VERY bad writers block! I'm so sorry... D':

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Looking into the mirror I slowly begin to realize just how 'messed-up' it must have seemed when I forced myself onto the teenager. "Honestly, what were you thinking...?"

I couldn't help but smirk at myself, I obviously know what I had been thinking about...I was thinking about that gorgeous boy's fine, sweet, tight ass...

I then fluttered my eyes closed and gave off a shiver. I've never wanted to do anything more than how much I want to grab that saint's arse right now.

Raito-kun...Could you ever fall for a sleazy man like me? Oh, who am I kidding? How could a god as fair as you lust over me? Gosh, I'm so ridiculous.

Rolling my eyes, I finally pull myself away from the mirror and begin walking to one of my many closets. Light still needs a shirt to borrow, of course. As rude as I may have been earlier, I refuse to force a guest to be shirtless...That is, unless he wanted to be shirtless. Then that's a different case.

Slowly the door to my servant's closet opens. I hadn't remembered gripping the knob and pulling the door open, but it had been me for certain. I gazed in at all the many maid and butler outfits. Oh, how badly I wish to see Light be in an outfit like this...Just to see him serving me cake with a warm grin would make my day.

My eyes peek over towards one of my favorite smutty, unworn dresses. It was a soft baby blue with white puffy shoulder sleeves and had a white apron with; hearts, diamonds, spades and clubs that was sewn onto it.

"No matter how much I would want him to...I know Light-kun would never wear that without a fight. Damn his pride..." I glared down at my feet as if imagining them to be his pride.

But soon my eyes lit up as I got an idea, a slight not-so-legal idea. Maybe...If I was to give Raito-kun a drink that just so happens to have a certain amount of alcohol in it he will be willing to put on the dress.

A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I began to imagine Light drunk...He'd be so adorable if he had to cling onto me so he wouldn't fall.

Yes. I have to. I have to go through with this plan. No matter how badly my conscience will be screaming at me about the lack of justice in the operation, I have to.

***Light

I sighed contently, happy with the meal I just had. It tastes so good! Everything felt so fresh on my tongue, and every bite was an explosion of flavor. "Compliments to the chef..." I muttered under my breath playfully.

But I was shortly interrupted as Ryuzaki entered the room with a plastic blue cup and a shirt that looked to be the same brand as his own yet in black on a hanger. A grin crept onto my face, "Ah, arigato, Ryuzak-San."

Slowly I stood up and walked to him then took the hanger carefully from his hand and began removing the shirt from it. "What's that, Ryuzaki?" I said as I pointed with a finger towards the cup as I began to tug the shirt on.

"It's this new soft drink that Watari stalked in the fridge, I thought that since you just had your meal you'd be thirsty..." he smiled almost softly at me as he stared into my eyes with his cold, dark own.