I hope you all loved that cliff hanger. That's really all I have to say. Nothing worth mentioning has happened to me recently. It is a boring life I live. My arm does hurt from playing so much Frisbee golf on the Wii. I actually have some arm muscle now. :D
Enjoy.

Light's POV

The warmth and softness of his lips against mine was not what I would have expected. It was different. For both of us, I think; a completely new feeling. The kisses in my past weren't like this. They weren't real. They had no feeling. It was a bit of relief that his lips weren't the least bit demanding or hostile against mine. Again, this wasn't what I would have expected. This was the way a kiss was supposed to feel like.

But it only lasted a few moments before he broke away.

Ryuzaki's POV

When we parted, he was heavily flushed. His eyes wouldn't meet mine, but it was plain to see that it wasn't because of shame. I could see a tiny smile forming on his lips.

I kissed his forehead lightly. His smile widened slightly as he looked up at me.

"I guess I'm outed," I said plainly.

"Obviously." The sarcastic tone was coming back to his voice.

I tapped him on the head. "Don't be smart with me."

He gave me a look that seemed to say, 'I will bite your fingers off. So take it or leave it.' and rested his head on my shoulder.

"What now," he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What are we to each other," he asked me.

"I care about you Light-kun." More than I should.

"And that complicates things. I'm a Kira suspect. You shouldn't have feelings for me," he said, fiddling with the neck-line of my shirt.

"You would only say that if you were Kira."

He went still.

"If you weren't Kira, then you would have no problem with L being with you. But L being with Kira... Kira would most likely just use this bond to his advantage."

"He would," Light-kun muttered.

"And for that reason, I don't know whether or not I can or should trust you."

"I care about you! There's no way I'd offer you up to Kira."

"You may care about me, but Kira wants me dead." It can't be both ways. For Kira to rule he needs me dead. For us to be together Kira needs to die.

"How can I prove to you that I don't want you dead?" He asked.

"There's nothing you can do right now," I told him.

"Why do you even take the chance then?"

"Because I care enough about you to take a chance. I want to save you. I will save you. "

"From what?"

"From Kira. And all else. I will save you, Light-kun." I will save you from yourself.

Light's POV

"I will save you, Light-kun."

I sat down on the bed. He did the same. How can you ever save me? I can't even believe that you would give me this chance. The chance to kill you. And just thinking of that, why should I trust you? This could be a trap for all I know. What's a few kisses to catching Kira? You would put me away regardless. Any person who saw the extreme methods you took towards Misa would agree.

It all came down to one thing though; I wasn't Kira.

"If you confess, Light-kun, I can help you."

"You're L. Even at the slight chance that I am Kira, how could you let me escape? It would go against everything I've heard you say." That makes this even harder to believe.

"People put too much faith in me. Being 'L' doesn't mean that I will have to do what is best for the world. This time I am doing what is in my favor. And if you turn out to be Kira, it will do you no good to be locked away in a cell for the rest of your life or to be put to death. You would need to repent and learn the error of your ways."

I might not have met you otherwise. Kira gave you to me. I had my hands on my knees and my head down towards them too."So you could care for someone who turned out to be Kira?"

"No. I could care for you."

This averted my gaze to him. "Why do you care about me? It doesn't make sense for you to care about me. All we do is cause problems for each other."

"Believe me, it didn't happen intentionally. It was gradual. I didn't even realize what was going on. I've not had any experience in this particular field. It probably started with your mind. Your brilliance, though you are a pain, has always fascinated me. It only makes sense that I should fall for a genius like myself. You're the only one who has ever been able to match my mental capacity. We both have very different personalities, but somehow they work together. That also fascinates me."

"Don't try to make 'sense' of this."

He ignored me. "Even though you get under my skin, you are amusing to have around. And when you're not being a pain, you're easy to be around. That's how we can function productively together. Like on Friday when it was raining. You're pleasant to be around when you are being compassionate. For once, it seemed like you cared about my well being."

"For one day... I just didn't want to fight. Up until that point, that was all we did."

He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me closer him. "Then should we make a truce? Seal it with a kiss?"

Where did he get that corny line? "If that's what it takes to get on your good side."

"I'll take that as a yes," he said before pressing his lips to mine.

I weaved my hand into his hair and kissed him back like it was the most normal thing in the world. How long have I unconsciously wanted this? It feels almost too normal, too right.

Ryuzaki separated us just enough to say, "I've noticed that Light-kun does not hesitate to get what he wants."

"I could say the same for you."

"Just try to keep it in your pants. I know how you teenagers are ruled by your hormones."

"How dare you group me in with those mindless creatures."

"You're right. You're more like an old man," he decided.

"Hey! It's not like your any better. You're older than me." I crossed my arms and slid away from him.

"Twenty three isn't that old." The way he said it made him sound like a little kid.

That caught me by surprise. I didn't know whether to expect him to be older or younger than that. It's just not something that I had thought about. "You're twenty three?"

"That is what I just said."

"Should I really be associating myself with a pedophile?"

"You knew very well that I was older than you. And you're barely a teenager."

"I just turned seventeen." I liked the look that my statement had resulted.

He stared at me.

"I skipped third grade. Don't tell me that you didn't know that?"

He let his eyes wander away. "It must have slipped my mind."

"Not so eager to get me out of my pants now are you. Afraid you might have a little run-in with the law?" I joked.

"I am the law. But I prefer you with your clothes on actually."

"I was going to say. You'd have to take me to dinner first," I teased.

"Yes. That doesn't sound like a bad idea. I could make sure we got the whole restaurant to ourselves."

I chuckled. "You would really do that?"

"Well why not? I see no problem with disrupting everyone else's plans to fulfill my own."

"It sounds awful when you say it like that."

"I know. I wasn't being completely serious."

"That's a first."

"Well I wasn't going to risk anyone seeing my face. Besides, I constantly save the world. Those who have reservations can give them up. It's the least they can do."

"I don't think I've ever heard you sound more conceited," I admitted.

He shrugged. "And while I'm at it, you could try the thousand dollar ice cream."

"Where would a person even go about buying that in Japan?"

"I'll specially order it."

"Of course you will," I stated dryly.

"Don't be smart with me. Now go to bed. You have school tomorrow."

"As I recall, you do too."

"I've already gone through it once. I can just cruise my way through these next two weeks."

"Why would you even go to my school if you knew that there was only three weeks left at the time?"

"For precisely that reason; I wouldn't have to be there long."

"That's still a little strange. School isn't really a challenge when you're smarter than your whole year put together."

"Don't question my authority. I am the adult here."

"You're right. And with that being said, should you really be having this sort of relationship with me," I teased.

"As long as nothing is against your will then age doesn't matter."

"Not to you at least. You don't seem to have a problem with undermining my consent either."

"I do not sweat the small stuff."

My eye twitched. The 'small stuff'? I thought you were going to ravage and eat me. "Well you're like the figure of justice. What would the world say if they knew you were propositioning a teenager?"

"That is a moot point, because they will never know."

That last statement sounded like he was going to keep me locked up in a basement or something. "If you want this to go anywhere, my dad will though." Oh, shit. My dad. What the hell am I going to tell him? Now I kind of wish I hadn't said that.

He must have seen my look of horror because the look in his eyes changed... for the worse. "Speaking of, we should go and tell him," he mused.

"No way in hell," I hissed. One fucking step at a time.

"One of these days you're going to have to drop your façade. All of them."

"What do you mean 'all of them'," I inquired.

"You act differently with everyone. You act perfect for your family. It surprised Yagami-san the first time you fought with me. He actually didn't think you capable of arguing. Then when you were accused of being Kira... Still you act like a model student when in front of your mother and sister. And then there's Amane-san-"

I groaned. Crap what the hell am I going to do about her?

He smirked. "You sound distressed."

"Oh, do I?"

"Most definitely."

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "How the hell am I going to break up with her?" I can't even remember why I agreed to go out with her in the first place.

"You two were really going out?"

"You thought that we were faking?" Although I can't blame him for that.

"Yes. I also assumed that you were just using her," he admitted.

"Well... that isn't so off."

"At least I was right about something," he muttered.

"Be quiet. That doesn't matter. Just help me figure something out."

"...Why? She is your girlfriend."

I rested my head on his shoulder. "Please."

"Do you really want to go there again?"

I repositioned myself quickly for my own sake. "No. Not really."

"Then deal with it on your own."

I sighed. "Fine. Give me your phone." I held out my hand.

"Are you really going to do that over the phone," he asked, but gave me his phone anyway.

"Shut up," I said whilst dialing.

"Brat," he murmured.

I pushed him. The phone was ringing but then it went to voicemail. Even better. "Misa, it's Light. I just wanted to tell you that... well... we need to break up. So... I guess maybe I'll see you around... or maybe not. Goodbye." I closed the phone. "Well? It's done."

"You're a jerk, Light-kun. How is it that you have women falling at your feet?"

"I could call her back and say that I had a gun held to my head by one of her crazy fanboys."

"Not if you don't have a phone," he said, pulling his out of my hand.

"It's probably better that it's not mine though."

"Meaning?"

I smirked. "Once she hears that message, the phone will never stop ringing."

He paused for a moment. Then it seemed as if a light bulb had gone off in his head. He calmly got off the bed and walked over to the window. He wrenched it open and launched the phone into the air. After closing and locking the window again, he came back and sat down again. "Problem solved."

"Well at least now you have me all to yourself."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh boy," he deadpanned. "Now sleep."

It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Yes master."

"Hmm. Is Light-kun insinuating that I own him? If so, I could have him do quite interesting things."

"Oh, please we both know I wouldn't be on the bottom. I've got more dating experience."

"But I am older. And taller. And more experienced in life," he said, simply.

"By half an inch! And what difference does that make? I bet you don't even know how to... how to..." A deep blush dusted across my face. Shit. How do I always set myself up for this?

He pushed me back on the bed. "So you do then? I didn't realize that you give it that much thought," He teased. "Your teenage hormones are running at full blast. So do you really imagine yourself on top? Because I can't. Funny, I think there's a word for what that would make you. What was it? Oh, yes... Uke."

"There's no way in hell!"

"C'mon, work with me, Light-kun. You must accept your destiny. U- K- E." He whispered the last letter in my ear.

"I can spell it. L."

"Then tell me. What would that make me?"

"A pedophile bastard."

He sighed dramatically. "Go to sleep." He pushed a pillow in my face like he was trying to smother me.

With a note of sarcasm I thought, the perfect end to the perfect day.

I like how L had a Neji moment there at the end. So with that I ask you to leave your reviews of love, hate and all that falls in between.