Day 2

Thank you to 2 Obsessed Fabgirls, Laurengib1507, SugoiSagan, and vicky251 for favoriting this story, and to 2 Obsessed Fabgirls, Laurengib1507, SugoiSagan, vicky251, and bookgirl98 for following it! I really appreciate your support, and I'm really glad to know that my writing is enjoyed!

•••••

Light hadn't fallen asleep. The bright light from L's computer kept him up all night, and his swirling thoughts hadn't helped. Groggily, he sat up, and looked at the clock. 4:15 was flashing in fluorescent green, and Light wondered if L was going to drag him to the kitchen. The detective with a sugar tooth normally pulled Light out of bed to grab a breakfast donut, or maybe a piece of cake.

"Light-kun, I'm hungry," whined L, pulling on the chain that bound the two sides of justice together. "Let's go to the kitchen, Light-kun. Light-kun, Light-kun, Light-kun,"

L was doing that annoying thing where he flicked the chain and sent a small wave of motion down to Light's cuff. "I got it Ryuzaki," he said, exhausted. Light normally did not enjoy sugar, but if it was what kept L awake all night, maybe it could keep Light awake all day…

Apparently bored of waiting, L got up and started to walk out, pulling the chain tight. Groaning, Light stood up and walked out of the door. "Light-kun isn't going to change?"

Looking down at his pajamas, Light blushed. How was he supposed to change? Would L watch? And how would he get clothes off with the cuff still on….Oh, right, he was wearing a button down. Lucky for him.

But still, how would it work? He could get his pants changed easily, but how could he get his shirt off? "Does Light-kun not know how Light-kun should change while chained to me?" Questioned Ryuzaki, amusedly staring at Light. Light angrily wondered how the man got pleasure from other humans' discomfort and confusion.

"No, I don't," Light said, furious. "And neither do you. Now, we need to figure out how to do this so that I'm not walking around in pajamas all day and you're not wearing that weird pink shirt." Light smirked as L looked down at his pink shirt. Before they were chained to each other, Light had slipped one of his red ties into the same wash where L was washing his white shirts. The result: Pastel pink shirts for L.

L sighed, looking down at the pink monstrosity that was his shirt. "I believe that Light-kun and I need to change. How does Light-kun propose we attempt this?"

Light stared at the detective. "I just said that I had no idea. How about this…" And he proposed an idea that sounded like it would work. After attempting it, and having it fail horribly, he tried another idea. This one worked, after about 15 minutes of attempting it. After a mix up with the chain and L's arm, they were finally out of their shirts.

Light found himself looking at the detective's bare chest. It was strong-looking, and was flat. Enchanted by its ivory shade, he didn't realize that he was staring intently. "What is Light-kun doing?" Asked L, with a bored looking face.

"Nothing." Light started taking off his pajama pants, and soon was in a new, crisp pair of dress pants. He took out a belt from his closet, and threaded it through the belt loops, aware of the detective's eyes on him at all times. After buckling the belt, he turned back around, just in time to see L pulling on his new pair of jeans.

His legs were the same pale color as his face, but something was off. There were bruises and cuts standing out against the white, like blots of ink on a page of paper. L saw Light looking, and pulled his pants up faster. Light decided not to push the matter, but wanted to figure out why the detective was injured.

"Oh, great. How are we going to get our shirts on?" Light asked, smacking his forehead with his palm. "What should we do, Ryuzaki?"

"Light-kun, this might be a surprise to you, but I do not know. This is quite the predicament."

"This is perfect," Light said, sarcasm dripping like the amount of syrup L put on his pancakes. "What are we going to do now?"

"Light-kun and I could simply go without shirts," the detective suggested. Light almost let his blush show on his cheeks, but stopped himself. It wouldn't do him any good to let L have another psychological weapon against him, L was merciless in pursuing Kira and if Light gave L a weapon….

Before Light could protest against this day without shirts, his captor pulled him out of the room and into the hallway. "Hey, Ryuzaki, where are we going?"

"I told Light-kun that I was hungry. Light-kun and I are going to the kitchen." He said as he pulled with greater strength. No matter how much Light pulled back and protested, L was definitely set on getting to the kitchen to have his morning dessert/breakfast.

What am I going to do now…? Thought Light. What will the Task Force say….Damn, what will Misa say?

"Does Light-kun want anything?" L said as he grabbed a box of cupcakes from a cupboard. "Or will Light-kun simply make coffee as Light-kun always does?"

"Ryuzaki, may I have a donut?"

"Light-kun is asking for sugar? This is very fascinating. Is Light-kun tired of coffee?"

"I want to stay awake, and sugar seems to work for you. So I decided to do a test to see what will keep me up all day after you keep me up all night."

"Interesting," L said as he passed a Boston Creme donut to Light. "That is my favorite flavor, Light-kun, enjoy it."

Thanking the detective, he took a bite, and gasped as the cream filled his mouth. It brought back memories of his childhood, his loving father, his caring mother….

Suddenly he remembered his father and what he thought about homosexuals. Sochiro Yagami had made it very clear that he was against anything but heterosexual relationships, and that he wouldn't accept anyone who was not straight, regardless of who they were in his life. Sayu had brought over a lesbian friend one day, and her father had ordered the queer girl out, saying that she was not welcome again.

"Is something the matter, Light-kun?"

"Nothing, Ryuzaki. The donut is delicious," he said truthfully. Light hadn't eaten sweets in a long time, and they reminded him of his perfect childhood. Always at the top, perfects on everything, and no mistakes. The teachers called him a perfect angel; he never missed an assignment, he was kind to other students, and was respectful and courteous to the teachers.

What the teachers didn't know was that Light was only filling a role, living up to expectations, being the child that every parent would want. He didn't even know his true self, because it was hidden away behind layers of masks that protected his innocent personality. Light had gotten glimpses of who he really was, the first one being his discovery of his sexual identity.

No one knew the true Light Yagami.