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"Will Light-kun please shut up about that?"

"What? You ask to be ridiculed, Ryuuzaki. I'm yours? Are you going to put a collar on me?" Light teased.

L ground his teeth together. "No, but I will put a muzzle on Light-kun."

Light quieted, folding his arms and glaring over at L. They were sitting in bed, it being seven o'clock in the morning, trying to log the people who had been killed within the past few days.

"Get me some ice cream," L ordered as he unlocked the cuff.

"Someone's bitchy today." Light got up and headed into the kitchen, tripping over L's pants along the way. "Will you pick up your crap, Ryuuzaki?" he yelled as he opened the freezer. "I'm going to kill myself on it someday!"

"Well, we certainly would not want that!" came the sarcastic reply.

"You can get your own damn ice cream if you keep treating me like this!"

"Just get it for me!"

"Fine! What flavor?"

"I do not care!"

"I'll get you vanilla bean, then!"

"Light-kun knows that I am not fond of vanilla bean!"

"Well, tell me what flavor you want!"

"Pistachio!"

"We're out of that!" Light yelled loudly, and he heard the bed creak as L stood and came shuffling into the kitchen. The detective's bags under his eyes were more pronounced than usual. "You haven't slept for three days, have you?" Light demanded as L walked by him and began digging through the overstocked freezer.

"Light-kun is incompetent," was the only response as L pulled out a new container of Pistachio from the depths of the freezer.

"You're unbelievable." Light grunted when L thrust the ice cream into his hands.

"Scoop it for me and come back into the bedroom." With that, L went slinking back down the hall, leaving Light standing with the Pistachio.

"You could be a little nicer!"

L ignored the complaints as he went back to his computer and brought up his IM window:

PandaPuff007 has returned.

PandaPuff007: I found several pictures of Light on my computer that you may be interested in.

chocowhore14: What are they?

PandaPuff007: Here.

PandaPuff007 has sent 2 documents.

chocowhore14: OMG!

PandaPuff007: Look at the third one.

chocowhore14: He's not around you, right?

PandaPuff007: No, I have him scooping some ice cream for me. It should take him about three minutes to figure out that he has to let it thaw first; I got him extremely agitated.

chocowhore14: XD

PandaPuff007: Anyway, the third one is rather revealing, isn't it?

chocowhore14: Yes. Is that a pink floral print?

PandaPuff007: I don't doubt it.

chocowhore14: Aw, the fourth one is blurred out… :-(

PandaPuff007: I couldn't have you seeing that.

chocowhore14: So why do you think he took these?

PandaPuff007: I believe he- I have to go, he's returning and looks very sour.

PandaPuff007 has signed off.

L slammed his laptop closed and watched as Light came huffing back into the room and started one of his wild cleaning sprees.

"Light-kun! Where is my ice cream?" L asked.

"It has to thaw." Light threw a huge pile of identical jeans and white shirts into the hamper. "This place is filthy! All of your clothes are pungent!"

"I am not going to have any clothes left!"

"You can borrow some of mine."

After Light called Watari up to take the hamper and L's clothes were taken away, he noticed that the handcuffs were still off, but didn't say a thing about it. If L was going to be an idiot, it wasn't Light's responsibility to correct him.

"Well, give me some clothing, Light-kun!" L demanded. "I do not like standing in my underwear ."

"Fine!" Light stomped over to his closet and tore the doors open. "Do you want khakis?"

"Absolutely not. I will not fit into them because Light-kun likes to wear them snug on his thighs."

Light scowled and neatly shifted his hangers over to reveal the blue shorts. "You can wear these, " he offered, taking them off of the hanger and waving them in L's face. "Don't worry; you won't provoke anyone."

"Is Light-kun implying that I am unattractive?" L fired quickly.

"Of course not. People just won't find a panda in little blue shorts provocative."

"I am not a panda and I will show Light-kun that the shorts will accentuate my finer features."

"I didn't know you had fine features."

L snatched the shorts away and disappeared into the bathroom. Light chose a sweatshirt for L and waited until the older man revealed himself.

"Oh, Lord!"

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A little later, L received a call from Watari, saying that the task force was calling a meeting down in the workroom. He asked if his pants were washed, but Watari said no. So embarrassed, but not wanting to give in to Light, L led the way down the stairs in the blue shorts and a bright orange sweatshirt.

"Ryuuzaki, are those…Lights shorts?" Soichiro asked once the two were downstairs.

"Yes."

Light rolled his eyes and stared down at L's pale legs. Really, had L ever been exposed to sunlight? He looked like a ghost!

"Liiiiight!"

The boy in question cringed at Misa's shrill voice and tried to back away from the blonde blur launching at him. "Ah, Misa…Nice to see you?" he said awkwardly.

"Light!" she repeated. "Is Ryuuzaki touching you? Is he being a pervert? Eew, look at those shorts, gross! He's so pale! I-I'll get rid of him for you, Light! I'll-"

"Silence, Amane," L said softly. "Now, what did we need a meeting for?"

"Wow, those are some shorts, Ryuuzaki!" Matsuda exclaimed, entering the room. "Where did you get them?" He smiled eagerly over at the slouched detective and clasped his hands together.

L ignored the stares and perched himself in a computer chair. "May we discuss the issue that we was called here for?" he droned.

"Ryuu, you may not want to sit like that," Light whispered discreetly.

L's eyes widened and he shifted into a normal sitting position, his face heating up a tiny bit.

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"I am finished." L flung the shorts over at Light and came slinking out of the bathroom with his boxers on. "The task force will have no respect for me now."

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have gone strutting around in there," Light retorted as he threw the shorts on the ground. "And sitting like that! What were you thinking?"

"Hn. Oh, by the way: I was researching Light-kun's past and found some rather interesting video footage from his childhood."

Light perked up at this. "What did you find?" he asked.

"Does Light-kun remember a school play when he was eight years old?"

Light frowned and thought for a moment, before his eyes widened in horror. "No, you didn't…"

"It seems that Light-kun…" L trailed off. "Well, shall we watch it?" He smiled a tiny bit and opened his laptop, clicked an icon on his desktop and the video opened:

Thirteen kids were lined up on a stage, all in foam cheese wedge outfits except the one in the middle, who was dressed as a mouse. He had large, floppy ears and a long tail that moved jerkily behind him. Light immediately recognized it as himself when he saw the huge yellow glasses the kid had on. Then, the children started to sing:

"Mousie, Mousie! Squeak, squeak, squeak! Mousie, Mousie what do you eat?"

Young Light stepped forward, the ears falling down over his face. "I like to…eat…" He pushed the ears up and stared blankly out at the audience. "…eat…" he repeated, looking offstage, obviously frozen and forgetting his lines.

"Cheese!" the person holding the camera, who L recognized as Light's father, hissed.

"What did you say, daddy?" Light asked. The kids behind him giggled and pointed, and the music stopped.

The camera shook from side to side, Soichiro shaking his head.

"Move over, Light Bright!" one little cheese wedge said, pushing Light to the side. The frightened boy tripped over his tail and went tumbling down the side stairs. The camera went running over to the fallen Light, who was crying as the music restarted and the cheese kids finished their song.

"Daddy, he broke my glasses!" Light wailed up at the camera. Then the screen went blank as the movie ended.

L and Light sat in silence for a few minutes.

"That was a rather unfortunate experience, Light-kun," L commented finally.

"I hope you're happy that you saw my childhood shame," the teen snapped. "I hated that mouse costume! And that boy who pushed me teased me right up through middle school."

"Hmm."

Later that day, L went through the fridge and offered something to Light. It was a cheese wedge.

"Why would I want this?" he asked with a scowl.

"Light-kun is a mouse."

Light threw the cheese in the garbage disposal and ground it up. L raised the Kira chances by five percent.

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Journal entry number4:

2:38 AM

I showed Light that footage of him in the school play and he looked about to cry at the memory of it. It serves as a basis for Kira's motivation, though. And I must mention that I found it slightly amusing.

I wore those blue shorts in front of the task force today and made a fool of myself. I hope Light knows that I saw him staring at my legs, as they are rather toned despite how they may appear when I wear my jeans. There is a possibility that he may have been shocked by the whiteness, though. A ninety one percent possibility, in fact.

I am consuming some Pistachio ice cream right now and am finding it very pleasant.

- L

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A/N: Sorry for the short Misa appearance, but I really can't write her character without totally bashing her and getting irritated, so I decided to stop before I did that. Oh well. I tried. (Ducks anvil from Misa fans.)

Please review! Or L will find some embarrassing footage of your childhood!

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