Well, hai to anyone who reads this story! RAWR MY LINE BREAKS DON'T SHOW UP! Well, this chapter takes place after the fight, which I don't feel like describing since you've obviously read the manga or watched the anime. So imagine like the night of the day of the fight…mkay?

"Shit, that hurts like a bitch…" Light grumbled to himself as he pressed ice against one of the many bruises on his face. Why did Ryuuzaki have to…kick him? He sat like a freak, he ate like a freak, but he even fought like a freak.

What was his problem?
At the moment, Light was handcuffed to the man who'd just caused him immense pain. He was still enormously pissed at Ryuuzaki for just being a complete jerk in general. L was so blunt, he had no idea of what other people felt. It was all incredibly irritating.

Currently Ryuuzaki was also nursing his left cheek, which Light had struck repeatedly.

Light was sort of smug about that, it was finally doing what he had wanted to do for so long.

The two hadn't spoken to each other since they had gone into…"their" room.

Light decided it was time to break the ice.

"Ryuuzaki…when are you going to let go of this idiotic theory of yours? It's honestly getting on my nerves."

L simply let out a sigh from his crouched position on the sofa and murmured: "There was no need to hit me, Light-kun."

"Ryuuzaki, that's not the point! The point is that it's obvious that Misa and I are not Kira," Light said sharply, a hint of a snarl in his voice. Even thought Light couldn't stand Misa at all, he was appalled that Ryuuzaki would accuse her of being the second Kira. She was simply not intelligent enough. "And if you just can't let go of that, we're never going to solve the case because you're obsessed with your old theories and cannot let go of theme!"
L was silent for a long time, staring at Light in such an unnerving way that he almost felt the need to move away, but he stood still.

"…It is possible Kira has passed his powers on…" L pressed the ice pack harder to his face with one hand, putting his thumbnail in his mouth with the other.

Light groaned. "Yes, I acknowledge that that is possible, but we don't know for sure until we know how Kira kills!" Damn Kira. He was so elusive, so wily…

Impossible to catch.

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L had noticed how when Light was angry, he eyes flashed challengingly, like he was ready to take on the world.

Luckily, L had practiced keeping his face blank, betraying no emotion. If he hadn't…well, things would take a turn for the worse.

For now, he would keep silent. Let Light-kun win this argument.

Light stared defiantly at him for a few moments, before turning away. "I need to take a shower. Come on."

L jumped up, trying not to look to eager. He immediately crushed the feelings of excitement.

L and Kira were enemies, nothing more. And Light Yagami and L were friends, nothing more.

As they entered the bathroom, Light turned to L sharply. "Um…could you turn around, Ryuuzaki?"

"Hmm…? …Oh, yes." L tried not to feel disappointed and sat on the tile floor a bit dejectedly, staring down.

L heard the water running, and the room became warmer with the steam from the shower. He waited, chewing on his thumbnail thoughtfully. Finally Light's shower was over and he stepped out tentatively, grabbing a towel as fast as possible so the odd detective didn't see him naked.

Light dried himself off, then grabbed the things he was going to sleep in. He usually slept in his boxers, but there was no he was going to do that when he was….sharing a bed with Ryuuzaki.

"Ready for bed, Light-kun?" L had finally turned around now that Light was dressed. Light gave L a look. "You're sleeping in the same clothes you wear? You sleep in your jeans?" L replied in his usual monotone: "Yes. I have no time to worry about frivolous things like my appearance."

"Well, you obviously don't worry about your appearance much…" Light mumbled, half to himself, as they walked to the king size bed they had to share. Light tried not to worry about having a nightmare again; he had learned from past experiences that worrying about it made it worse.

L jumped onto the bed, half dragging Light on, the cuff digging into his wrist. Light frowned. "Ow! Ryuuzaki, be careful." He slowly climbed into bed, trying to keep his distance from L.

"Sorry."

Light blinked at Ryuuzaki's soft apology. He had never heard him apologize before, and he certainly didn't seem like the type of person to apologize much anyway.

"It's…it's okay."

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L sat in bed, listening to Light's soft breathing. It irked him how far apart they were, how no part of Light's body touched his. He wanted so desperately to move closer.

So he did.

He rolled a bit to his right, where Light was sleeping. Up close, L could define every light brown hair on his head, and see his flawless skin that was just the right balance of pale and tan. Would he wake up if he touched him…?

He seemed to be in a deep sleep. There was about a…

"…10% chance he'll wake up." L mumbled to himself, resting his head on Light's shoulder lightly. It felt so good to be this close to him…

L slowly drew his knees to his chest, and put his arms across Light's torso carefully, so he wouldn't wake him up. He was extra cautious not to jerk or pull the chain, that would defiantly wake up the paranoid Light.

L was pretty sure Light knew how beautiful he was. He walked like he did, and had enough arrogance to go around.

And if the detective hadn't been so distracted, he would have noticed Light's eyes slowly sliding open.