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L awoke to whistling. He opened his eyes and stared at the reflection of himself for a few moments, not ready for his day to officially start. He shifted his eyes over to Light's reflection and saw that the boy was sitting next to him, was on his laptop, and seemed to be watching something.

"How did Light-kun log on to my laptop?" L asked, singing an arm over his face so he didn't have to stare at himself. He shifted around and felt something digging into his back.

"It was pretty easy. I hate Light-kun isn't a very effective password," Light responded, voice booming because of the headphones he had in.

Groaning, L turned over and pulled out the thing under his back. "Light-kun needs to keep control over Mumu. It has caused my back to be in pain." He tossed the rabbit over at Light's face, but missed.

"Mumu is not an it. She is a female, and should be addressed as one."

The black-haired investigator hauled himself up into his crouch and leaned over to look at what Light was watching. "Why is Light-kun watching Snow White?"

"I like the dwarves." The teen slammed the computer shut and handed it to L. "I finished that chart you wanted me to do, puffykins."

"Do not call me that. I expect another chart by tomorrow."

"Yes, Ryuuzaki-sama, whatever you say."

"Light-kun should not mock my authority over him."

"Who gave you authority over me?"

"…I did. I am L."

Light rolled his eyes and began to get up. "Can we go eat now? I head Mello getting up over two hours ago."

"No. Sit."

Light sat.

L turned his head toward his roommate and smirked. "Does Light-kun still think that I do not have authority over him?"

The caramel-eyed boy just grabbed Mumu and pulled his knees up to his chest.

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"Come on, you two!" Mello screamed, pounding on the door of the bridal suite. He, Matt and Near were waiting outside for the handcuffed duo.

"Maybe the bridal atmosphere affected them too muc-No! Dammit, I lost again. I can't get past this level," Matt said. He frowned and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.

"You cannot smoke in here, Matt," Near droned.

"Yes, he can!" Mello said. "Why don't you go shove that airplane-…Hello, L!"

L cringed when Mello launched himself at him but before he knew what had happened, the blonde was sprawled on the floor, courtesy of the mass murderer chained to his wrist.

"Don't maul him, Mello!" Light snapped.

Matt reached down and helped his friend up with one hand, still playing his game with the other. Mello stumbled to his feet and snarled at Light.

"You're insane!" he yelled.

L took a deep breath. "Light-kun, do not assault Mello when he is simply displaying his affection toward me. Mello, don't accuse Light of being mentally unstable." He looked at Near and Matt. "Near, please don't make loud rumbling sounds with your airplane toy. Matt, put that cigarette out this instant."

There were little groans and grumbling at L's speech, and Matt took an obnoxiously long drag of his cigarette, but the detective pressed onward:

"We will go eat breakfast. Mello, you will not gorge yourself. Near, you will not play with your food. Matt, you will put that game away. Light-kun will not make any outrageous, egotistical speeches or get into any fights. Let us go onward."

L turned and shuffled down the hall, his troupe of mismatched companions following him in silence the entire way. Once the elevator arrived at their floor, they crammed themselves inside and rode down to the buffet.

"Get me an orange," Matt said to Mello. "I'll go find us all a table."

"Alright." Mello entered the line next to Near and grabbed a plate. He looked over at the white-haired boy and saw the he had placed his toy plane upon his dish.

"What, are you going to eat your plane for breakfast?"

"Perhaps I will eat your arms instead, Mello."

Mello backed off and went down the line, picking at various things and trying not to get too much food. He ended up behind Light, who was carefully selecting an apple to eat.

"Will you just grab one, you pansy?" Mello said in Light's ear.

The other male whirled around. "Maybe I'll just shove this down your throat, you little brat," he snarled.

"Light-kun must control his irrational temper," L said, not looking at either of them. "Mello, do not call Light-kun a pansy, however surprisingly accurate such a label could be." He grabbed a pastry and yanked Light over to where Matt was seated.

"Matt, put that game away," L ordered.

Matt sighed and placed it on the table. "Sorry, Ryuuzaki." He sat back and proceeded to stare at Light.

Light looked up from his apple and raised an eyebrow. "Why do you wear those goggles?" he asked.

"They look cool."

"…Whatever you say."

Near cam and sat down next to Light. He had a piece of toast next to his plane.

"Near, please remove your plane from your dish," L mumbled through his pastry, a few crumbs falling out of his mouth.

Near twirled his hair and made the plane fly off to the side to where Mello would sit.

…Whenever he arrived, that is.

"Where's the brat?" Light asked after awhile.

"Maybe he got lost," Near suggested. Matt glared at him.

"Maybe he's just really choosy about his food."

L turned around and tried to pick Mello out of the crowd. This was relatively easy because the blonde was currently yelling at a fellow traveler.

The detective turned back to his pastry once he saw Mello get punched in the face.

Oh well.

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After breakfast, Light complained about being inside too much and they agreed to go out on the deck to the pool. Mello, sporting a rather impressive black eye, huffed when Light came out in his little swim shorts.

"I see why you hid those other shorts from him," he whispered to L. "He's preening like a peacock."

"Ah…Yes, that is one of the reasons I took them away. Unfortunately, he procured these new ones. Watari must have purchased them for him without my knowledge…" L trailed off and ate a sugar cube he had stashed in his pocket.

"Hey, Light!" Mello said loudly. "Put some clothes on!"

"Don't be jealous, blondie!" Light retorted. He then tugged on the chain and pulled L over to some lounge chairs next to the pool.

Near, in his usual garb, took his airplane over next to L and sat down.

"Hello, Near," the detective said. He was crouched on the lounge chair with Light sprawled out on the seat next to him.

"Hello."

Matt and Mello made for the pool and Mello shoved a few kids out of the way to get to the diving board.

"Do you know how to dive, Mello?" Matt asked as his friend stepped onto the board.

"It can't be too hard; I know how to swim."

"It's not the same thing," Matt mumbled, standing off to the side and playing his game.

L watched as Mello tried to balance on the diving board but was distracted by Light's face suddenly appearing right next to his. "What does Light-kun want now?" he inquired dryly.

"I know you have my new sunglasses in your pocket. Give them here," Light snapped, eyes squinted in the sun.

"I do not have them." L chewed on his thumb and turned forward again.

"Look, if you want them, just say so! Don't steal them from me."

"I said that I do not have them. Light-kun will have to check his suitcase."

"Give them to me!"

"Perhaps Light Bright can ask his Mumu if it has seen them."

Light let out a little frustrated noise and leaned forward, abruptly plunging his hand into L's pocket and digging around.

"Light-kun! Stop it, this is a violation of my space!" L exclaimed. He tried to shove Light away, but to no avail: the teen was on a mission.

Light frowned when he felt his hand hit some fabric –familiar fabric- and he pulled it out.

"My shorts!"

Several screams were heard as Mello dove into the pool, nearly missing a group of young girls as he flung himself into the water, his stomach making a loud slapping sound on contact.

"My game! Dammit, Mello!"

Mello resurfaced, cringed at his red stomach, and saw Matt glaring at him from the side of the pool. "What?"

Matt waved his video game player around in the air. "You soaked it! You are fail, Mello! Epic fail!" he said, storming off.

"Wait, Matt!"

Meanwhile, Light was holding his blue shorts and having a stare-down with L.

"Light-kun's shorts were bothering me."

"So why did you have them in your pocket?"

"To get them away from Light-kun."

"You're a damn pervert! That's what it is! God knows what you were doing with them all that time!"

"Light-kun needs to realize that when he wears clothes like that, it has negative effects upon the people around him!" L argued.

"Well!" Light said, getting up and turning around so his ass was right in L's face. "How do you like this? Huh? What about these shorts?!" He wiggled around and glared over his shoulder at the quickly angering man behind him.

Without a thought, L grabbed Near's airplane and slapped Light's ass with one of the long wings.

"Ouch! You jerk!"

Near watched as Light attempted to hit L, but the black-haired man kicked him away and suggested that they return to their bridal suite to "settle their differences."

The white-clothed boy sighed and looked at his plane. He'd have to get a new one.

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A/N: Belly-flops suck.

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