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Light awoke to something moving around in his hair. Naturally, he assumed that it was a predator (probably a giant spider), and he jerked his hand up to rid himself of the unwanted beast. But when his hand landed on flesh -human flesh- he scowled and turned around to question the perpetrator.
"What are you doing, Ryuuzaki?"
L's hand recoiled and he resumed typing. "I was…inspecting how much of the pink dye has faded. A substantial amount has disappeared from Light-kun's hair," he replied dryly.
Light grunted and sat up. "Well," he said, "I can't help but find that implausible, Ryuuzaki."
"How so?"
"Because you can simply look at my hair and see how much dye has faded. It is unnecessary to touch it, let alone pet it."
"I was not petting." L turned his large eyes toward his roommate. "I do not want to touch Mouse-kun. Go back to sleep."
"I'm not a mouse." Light flopped back down onto his pillow and burrowed under the covers.
"Light-kun certainly is a mouse. In fact, I may have to set another trap for him sometime in the near future-"
"I can evade your half-baked traps any day."
"Mouse-kun did not evade my first trap," L said smugly. He doubted that he and Light were talking about the same thing, and when the other man didn't reply, L opened up a new document and began to journal.
Journal entry number 5:
3:18 AM
We have another therapy session today. I fear that I cannot show her these journal entries, so I will have to write some other ones to pose as my real thoughts. So why am I still writing this? I do not know. I want a feeling of completion.
I showed Light the mouse video and he was greatly embarrassed by it: His ears turned red and he looked ready to cry. I was amused.
He caught me playing with his hair just a few moments ago. How unfortunate.
I am going to go talk to Watari. I fear I have not had a thorough, face-to-face conversation with him in quite some time and I suspect that he is not getting me as many sweets because of this.
-L
L chained Light to the bed and headed out to talk to Watari, hoping the old man could give him some advice.
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Later that day, a grinning Watari dropped the (now unchained) pair off at the therapist's building and they walked in reluctantly.
L felt a hand slip into his own and he recoiled a bit. "What is Light-kun attempting?" he demanded.
"You were going to tromp over that snail and I was going to pull you out of the way, Ryuu," Light said as he gestured back at a smashed snail on the ground. "But you killed it, anyway."
"That's because I was forced to wear shoes," L snapped. He opened the door and shoved Light in ahead of him. "Why does Light-kun care about a snail?"
"I think they're cute."
L blinked a few times. "Down by two percent," he muttered.
"Huh?"
"Go." L pushed Light past the receptionist, down the hall and into the office.
"Hello, gentlemen!" Kyoto greeted as the two entered her room. "Please sit down. Light, it's good to see that your injury has gotten better and that your hair is…becoming brown again. Now Ryuga, how are you? Have you done the journaling?"
L perched himself on the couch and Light sat down next to him. He nibbled on his thumb and looked at Kyoto. "I have them right here," he said, holding out some plain white paper that looked like a toddler had written on.
"Oh." Kyoto leaned forward and grabbed the paper with a little frown. She shuffled through them, but after a few seconds of staring, she concluded that there was no way she could read the scrawl. "Ryuga, would you mind reading one of these out loud?"
"Very well. Which one?"
"Um…This one." She held out one written in green pen and L snatched it away from her. He recognized it as the one he had not done a very thorough job on that morning as he was making his fake journals, but he scowled and began to read nonetheless:
"Journal entry number four. I went to the bakery today. It was good. I hope I can go again. Light was nice. We got back and watched a movie. It was called The Sound of Music. I did not like it all that much because there was too much singing. So in the words of the movie: So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
-Ryuga"
Light slowly turned his head to the side and gave L a long, confused look. "Ryuga-"
"That was…nice, Ryuga," Kyoto forced out. "Um…Light, I'm going to have you do journaling this time, okay? Be very in-depth and write your feelings."
"Ah…Of course. Yes, that'll be fine."
There was a moment in which L tried to ignore more of Light's staring and Kyoto looked at her schedule for the two. Eventually, L reached over and not-so-discreetly pinched Light's nose.
"Stop staring at me," he whispered.
"Let go of my nose!"
"Why are you grabbing his nose, Ryuga?" Kyoto asked, looking up with wide eyes.
"There was a spider on it." L pulled his hand back and reached into his pocket for a gummy worm.
"Okay…Well, you two are going to be doing a trust fall today. Do you know what that is?"
Light deflated. "I've done one of those before," he said sullenly. "It was with my class back when I was eleven. No one caught me and I broke my fing-"
"I do not know what this activity is," L interrupted.
"Well, since Light knows what it is, I'm going to have him guide you through it. You will be falling, Ryuga." Kyoto moved her chair back and gestured for them to stand. "Go on."
They got up. "Well," Light said, "you face away from me, cross your arms over your chest, and fall backwards and I'll catch you. That's basically it."
"I do not wish to do this," L said immediately.
"We're doing it! Face the wall!"
"I am not comfor-"
Light grabbed L's shoulders and spun the detective around. "Stop worrying about it. Now, cross your arms and fall back," he ordered.
L grit his teeth, crossed his arms and took a deep breath. "Do I go now?"
"Yes."
"Is Light-kun ready?"
"Yes! Go!"
"How do I know Light-kun will not drop me?"
"That's the trust part, genius!"
L fell back and Light stepped forward to catch him, but because the black-haired man was hunched over, his hair was aligned with Light's face, and it made the other man huff in surprise and reach up to scratch his nose. Unable to sustain L's weight with only one arm, Light let him drop to the floor with a "Whomp!"
L stared up at the ceiling. Light scratched his nose. Kyoto tried not to get too discouraged and reminded herself that these two weren't the brightest crayons in the box.
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"Are you okay, Ryuga?" Kyoto asked.
L shuffled back into the therapy room after examining himself for any injuries in the bathroom at Light's insistence. The guilty-looking teen stood up and fussed over him.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't think I'd drop you, but your puff tickled my nose and-"
"I am okay, Light-kun."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Light-kun's weak arms were not-"
Kyoto frowned. "Ryuga, please don't accuse Light of being weak," she cut in. "It was an accident; there is no need to insult him."
L, surprised at being reprimanded by anyone, let alone a therapist, made his way back to the couch without another word. Light shook his head and sat down next to him, crossing his legs and arms.
"Now, Light. I would like you to describe to me how Ryuga has treated you since our last session," Kyoto said, seemingly satisfied to have regained control over the pair.
"He's been nice," Light lied. He didn't want to deal with an angry Ryuuzaki later on.
"Have you two done anything?"
"We went ice skating."
"Oh!" The therapist smiled and wrote something down. "How was that?"
"It was okay. Except, um…" Light glanced over at the still-baffled detective and sighed. "Someone asked me out for a drink and Ryuga became very jealous."
"And you two still aren't together?" Kyoto clarified.
Light shook his head at this, but L looked up.
"What do you mean by still?" he asked. "If you are implying that we are going to be together, I can assure you that we are not. I have no interest in Light-kun."
"Then why were you jealous?" Kyoto asked.
"I was not jealous, I merely thought that the man was not suited to take Light-kun out for a drink."
"So you were protecting him?"
"In a sense," L responded.
"Why?" she asked.
"I told you. The man was not suit-"
Kyoto shook her head. "No. Why should you care about what happens to Light?"
"Light-kun is helpless."
"No I'm not!" Light interjected.
The therapist leaned forward. "Why were you protecting Light, Ryuga?" she pressed.
L narrowed his eyes at her and said, "Because I do not wish to see Light-kun come to harm."
"Why?"
"Because Light-kun's well-being means quite a bit to me."
"And…?"
"…And that is it." L pulled a gummy worm out of his pocket and slurped it down. Light blinked, his eyes dried out from darting back and forth between the two.
Kyoto sighed and leaned back into her chair. "Alright. I believe we've made some progress today. I have one last activity or you to do." She grabbed some blank paper on clipboards and a tub of markers and handed them to the two men. "I want you to draw one another. It doesn't have to be masterpiece; just draw any shapes and use any colors that come to mind when you think about each other. Go ahead and start."
Light stared at L long and hard for a moment before grabbing a black marker and drawing the puff, making it take up over three-fourths of the paper. Once done with the outline, he worked on coloring it in and scowled when he got marker all over his hand.
Meanwhile, L carefully plucked a brown marker out of the container and drew a few lines for Light's hair. Then he put some fat pink streaks in between the brown and decided to just draw Light's whole face in pink. He set to work, drawing two circles for eyes, an exaggerated pointy nose and huge lips. He also gave Light a cleft chin, just to confuse the younger man a bit.
Light finished L's hair and went on to draw the face. He made the panda eyes, the curved nose, and drew a single, thin line for the mouth.
"Remember to use whatever colors represent that person," Kyoto told Light. He nodded and sat back.
"I certainly did."
"Are you finished, Ryuga?" the woman asked.
"Almost." L added two gray mouse ears and dropped his marker back into the bin.
"Okay, now you'll show your pictures to one another and explain them. Light, go first."
Light revealed his drawing and L's eyes widened in shock.
"Light-kun! I do not look like that!"
"Yes, you do!"
Kyoto bit her bottom lip at the sight of the picture. It was horrible and ugly, but she couldn't say much about Light's drawing skills without offending her client. "Ryuga, may we see yours, now?"
L held up his picture and Light's face contorted in anger. He snapped at L immediately.
"I am not a mouse!"
"This is precisely what Light-kun looks like in my eyes."
Before Light had a chance to say anything back, Kyoto stood up and held a hand out. "Ryuga, Light, please calm yourselves and give me the pictures for my records. This is the end of our session and I'll see you again in two weeks, alright?"
"Fine," Light muttered. He crossed his arms and followed L out of the building, swearing that he would get the jerk back for that drawing of him.
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That night, Light opened a text document and began his journal entry:
Dear…I should name you something! I'll name you Mumu, sine I haven't been able to find her lately.
Anyway, I had this therapy session with Ryuuzaki today and he did this drawing of me that made me look soooo ugly. I find myself very attractive. He's just jealous cause I have everyone after me and he doesn't! Well, except for one person, but that's a different entry. ;-)
I want to go to a museum, but Panda-chan won't ever take me anywhere! He's probably never even been to a museum before, but when I asked he gave me a look and said that I was being pushy! Pushy! I'll show him pushy!
I have some chips. They're probably the best things I've ever eaten. I think they're onion flavored or something, I'm not sure. They might be garlic.
We're looking into more Yotsuba stuff right now. Ryuuzaki's all pissed off because I figured something out before him, ha! I'm totally having an evil laugh in my head right now.
Gotta go. He's throwing his dirty clothes all over the floor again.
-Light
P.S. The chips are French Onion –and- Garlic flavored. I was right, of course. I know my chips.
P.P.S.S. OMG, I left that creepy doll (which I was supposed to give to my sis, but decided to keep) in the cabinet so when Ryuu opens it, it'll fall on him. LOL.
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A/N: Thus begins Light's journal entries.
-Yes, the chips have a purpose.
- If the "so long, farewell, auf whatever…" thing confused you, don't worry about it. It's a Sound of Music reference. :-)
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