I do not own Death Note. Never will.
Warning: Extreme OOCness.
The Toilet Cubicle Talk
Light's brows knitted together in frustration in his sleep till he was forced to open his eyes and acknowledge the fact that yes, he needed to use the toilet. Like everything was normal, he sat up immediately and made a lurch for the floor, until he felt the metal cuff on his wrist dig in to his flesh. It was too late because he hasn't gone one step away from the bed before he fell first, his arm held up because of the cuffs.
If I break my nose, I'm going to kill him!
"Light-kun? Are you all alright?" L peered from the top of the bed. "That's a rather nasty fall. Bad dream?"
Light was not in his most polite manner. He fell off the bed, is chained to a sweet-lunatic, and he really needed the bathroom. "No. Now get up! I need the bathroom!"
"Of course." L said and was immediately on his feet and in his usual slouching posture.
Light made a beeline for the bathroom and more out of habit closed the door behind him. When he heard a tiny gasp behind him, he forgot that L was right behind him. He left the door, tugging the chain because his bladder was going to pop soon. When he felt the chain loosen a bit, he stepped closer towards the toilet seat, lifted the lid and relieved his bladder. He couldn't stop the sigh of relief from releasing the stress he put his bladder through.
L was quiet as usual, even after Light flushed the toilet and replaced the lid. When Light washed his hands, L said nothing, even when Light could feel his gaze boring through the back of his skull.
If he says one word, just one word, I'm going to punch his nose in! I hope he busted his toe by the door. He deserves it!
Light turned to face L, eyes straying towards L's left foot, in which he was attempting to curl his toes in. L noticed the slight red tint on his large toe.
Oh. So he did bust his toe. Oh good.
"You need to use the toilet?" Light asked; more out of habit rather than politeness. His mother raised him with good manners after all.
L coughed a bit. "Would you mind?"
"I wouldn't want you to soil the bed sheets." Light said casually. He couldn't stop the smirk from crawling to his lips when he noticed L's cheeks colors.
"No. That would be rather uncomfortable and unhygienic." L said, turning to face the toilet seat.
"Yes. Precisely." Light said, smirk growing wider.
Out of politeness, Light looked away while L did his business. A part of his head was urging him to look and look he did. He felt his eyes nearly pop out of his sockets. Good gracious! Is that why he's always wearing lose pants?
L felt the stare and turned to find Light's wide eyes on his anatomy. "Light-kun?"
Light blinked and looked away. "Sorry."
"No, it's all right. We are both male."
Light felt his cheeks heat up. "Yes. Nothing different here." Except size. How the hell did he get that big? All he eats is sweets!
"No. Nothing at all."
Light had to look at L then, because the tint of amusement in his voice grated his nerves. "Yeah. Nothing."
"Absolutely."
"Totally." Light countered, his brow twitching.
"Completely."
"Entirely."
L blinked. "Entirely."
Light could feel the veins in his head explode. "Are you done?"
"Yes." L turned to tuck himself back in. "Am I embarrassing you, Light-kun?"
"No. Why would you?" Light gave a shrug.
"You seem to have a permanent blush on your cheeks. I noticed it's been there since the moment you woke up." L offered casually and headed for the sink to wash his hands after flushing the toilet.
Light could feel the twitch in his brow again. "This is embarrassing. I am not used to this kind of invasion."
"I haven't touched you, Light-kun."
Oh you didn't need to. Just being around you is more than enough, you freak! "If you did, I wouldn't have let you go without hitting you."
"I'm sorry Light-kun. But I believe you can't best me in combat."
Light start to stew in his temper while waiting for L to finish soaping his hands. "Oh?" You foolish son of a –
"Yes. I am, while not entirely better posture-wise, way bigger than you."
"You're featherweight! Take a good look in the mirror!" Light pointed at the mirror.
"If Light-kun doesn't like what I'm saying, I will not force my opinion upon you." L said, massaging his hands and making more soap bubbles.
"Whatever!" I so can beat you ten times over blind folded! "Are you done yet?"
"Almost." L replied, pumping more soap in to his hands and rubbing them clean.
Light sighed and turned to study the bathroom tiles. He didn't know how long he's been staring at the patterns but when he looked up again a few minuets later, L was still soaping his hands.
"Are you done?" Light asked again, trying to sound neutral but he ended up sounding like he grounded the words through his teeth.
"Rinsing." L said, turning the tap on and rinsing his hands slowly.
What kind of idiot – oh never mind. This is Ryuuzaki. L. Freak. Whatever.
Light tugged the towel from the shelf and tossed it beside L for him to dry his hands while he stifled his yawn. He was starting to count the wall tiles when L set the towel down, folded in a neat rectangle and shifted his feet.
"Done."
Finally! "Right." Light mumbled, and headed for the door.
This time, Light didn't shut the door behind him. Truth be told, he felt just a wee bit sorry for L's stubbed toe. He knew how it felt to bump one's toe in to a solid object without one's intention. It happened many times to him; while rushing to school, while searching for something frantically in his room that he didn't see the leg of his desk or when Sayu would chase him around the house, bugging him for something or the other.
Stubbing one's toe kills. It hurt like a bitch and Light absolutely hated it whenever it happened to him. He knew for one thing that he closed doors with force. So he wouldn't be surprised if L sported a dead nail in his stubbed toe.
Light slipped in to bed quietly, facing the opposite side, his back to L. He felt the mattress dip with L's weight sinking in to the space beside him. A soft rustling of the blankets followed by silence indicated that L was lying down and was still.
"Your toe." Light grumbled, feeling an apology at the tip of his tongue. It was starting to piss him off that his mother's good upbringing decided to act up now. Why now of all times? And because of his damn stubbed toe of all things! I'm happy he stubbed his toe!
L shifted a bit. "Yes, Light-kun?"
Light swallowed the sigh he wanted to release. "Your toe. How is it?"
"It's fine, Light-kun."
Light twitched. "You stubbed it earlier."
"No, I did not."
"I shut the door earlier. I forgot you were behind me."
"It's no big deal, Light-kun."
I'm trying to bloody apologize here, damnit!
Light kept quiet for a long moment and he actually thought he fell asleep. It annoyed him that L rarely responded to 'important' things like these. He was a snoopy, annoying, insecure hunchback. Why can't he understand that Light was trying to apologize? Why can't he just, for once, not be such a wise ass?
"I'm sorry about earlier."
"Light-kun, I said –"
"I didn't really mean to close the door. I myself hate it when I stub my toe." Light continued, and when L didn't say anything, he kept talking. "Look, this thing that's keeping us together, it's really bothering me. Try to understand."
"I do understand. That's why I said it doesn't matter. This is all for the case."
"Right. The case." That bloody case.
"I don't take it personally, Light-kun. I can understand your frustration. And you have nothing to apologize about."
Light blinked slowly, digesting what L said. It was a comforting thought that L understood his feelings and reactions to everything. Light felt like a spoiled brat. He's normally good and polite unless he's pissed off. But hearing what L said somehow made it all the more obligatory for him to apologize.
And for many things.
"Let me see your toe."
"You don't need to."
Light sat up and pushed the covers aside and made a grab for L's feet to study the inflammation. It looked bad and upon seeing the bluing nail, Light felt just a wee bit horrible than pleased.
"You need to ice this."
"Are you concerned for me, Light-kun?"
Light paused and let go of L's feet to lie back down. "Is it wrong?"
"Thank you."
"I did kill you nail."
L let out an amused chuckle. "It's a nail. Not a bullet in the head, or heart or however Kira kills his victims."
Right. It's always the case. Even when we're off duty, the case has to be a part of – damnit! "Can we not talk about the case?"
"Of course."
"Thanks."
Light shut his eyes and kept quiet for a while before he asked again. "Look, can we do something about this chain?"
"What do you have in mind?" L asked, shifting in bed to face Light's back.
Light sucked in a breath and turned to face L. "I'm not saying all the time. At least while in the bathroom. At least only then. You said you understood." L blinked. "I would like some privacy when I'm using the toilet seat." Light said flatly.
"The toilet seat." L repeated.
"Toilet seat."
"Then you don't mind the cubicle? But you mind the seat?" L asked.
Light felt a vein throb. "I mind both. I'd appreciate the privacy. When in the bathroom. Just the bathroom. That's not too much to ask is it?"
"If that's what you want, Light-kun, then I'll give it to you."
Light found himself staring in to L's dark eyes, illuminated by the light from out the window. They're kinda' cute. Like Sayu's stuffed toys. "You'd do that?"
"That's what you want, right?"
Light hesitated. "Yeah."
The corner of L's lip curved up a bit in to a small shy smile, his hand moving to pull the covers up Light's body, like he was tucking him in. "Go to sleep."
Light could feel the blush on his cheeks spread like wild fire all over his face and neck. "Yeah." He turned to face the ceiling, mind spinning, the blush deepening. L turned his back to Light, so as to give him some sort of privacy.
Light lifted a hand to cover his face. He couldn't get rid of the rather cute doll-eyes he stared at a few seconds ago. He wanted to stare at them again. They were lovely eyes, very deep and magnetic.
Light bit the inside of his cheek in realization.
Bugger. You have gotto be kidding me!
FIN
I am very aware that they are complete OC. For a moment, I had no clue how to continue this. It's part of the reason why I took so long in updating.
No need to tell me that its OOC. I know Light would never be like the Light up there. But it works for this story and I just wanted to finish it. I'm rather pleased actually.
In the end, it was Light who fell for L. Waii!
Thanks to all my readers. You people make me happy!