Yay! I finally updated! and it's only a little bit past 1 am! That's a new record for me. Okay I'll just say it now that I'm not completely sure where this story is going, but I'll make sure that it eventually gets there.

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to anyone who has reviewed it so far and I'd also like to say that anyone who reads the author's note on any story is awesome. It makes me smile when people review and make a comment about something in the author's note (You know who you are). THANK YOU to all of those people!

Disclaimer - I don't own Death Note and If I did episode 25 would have some serious revisions.



Chapter 5

Raito was beginning to have trouble controlling his teenage mind. His head was filled with suggestive thoughts of a certain detective all day long and it was driving him crazy. L's constant teasing and the recent incidents involving sugar were taking its toll on him. He was supposed to be working, but every minute he was finding it harder and harder to focus on the Kira case. He was pulled out of a particularly scandalous thought by L himself, causing him to turn a very bright shade of red.

"Are you feeling unwell Raito-kun? You seem a bit out of it today." L asked with voice showing only the slightest amount of concern, though Raito knew that this was because the rest of the team was still present in the room. Raito smiled with just a twinge of nervousness and prayed for his mind to clear before he responded.

"I'm feeling fine, Ryuuzaki" Raito answered seeing his father with a concerned look on his face out of the corner of his eye. The detective gave him a slightly suspicious look, but turned back to his computer. Raito sighed internally when he saw his dad's face relaxed a bit and he tried to keep his mind on the case as he turned back to his monitor as well.

By the time that the team was about leave for their lunch break, Raito felt like he was going insane. The detective was inches away from him, but there was no way in hell that he would try anything with his dad, or anyone else for that matter, was still present in the room. When he was sure that he and L were the only ones in the room he couldn't take it anymore and he stood up, pulling the detective up with him.

"Ryuuzaki, we're making cookies, NOW." Raito ordered, his voice quivering slightly. L gave him a confused look, but followed him anyway, excited at the mention of sweets. Raito tried to keep himself under control, but was having a hard time; he had to make sure that he didn't let himself sprint to the kitchen.

When they arrived, Raito through open the refrigerator door and grabbed the eggs and butter. He grabbed the mixer and began tossing the ingredients in, making the chocolate chip cookie mix from memory. L watched Raito with wide eyes, he had no idea that Raito knew how to cook and he was slightly confused as to why Raito was in such a hurry to make the cookies in the first place. The fact that Raito knew how to cook made Raito even more attractive in the detective's eyes. Some interesting thoughts crossed L's mind and for the first time, L went into a daze, thinking of how wonderful it was that hisRaito-kun could cook.

When the cookie dough was done, Raito began to scoop it out onto a cooking sheet making each blob of soon to be cookie about equal in size. When he had placed the cooking sheet inside the oven and set the timer he turned back to L, who was stilling daydreaming. L snapped out of it when he saw the teen approach him. Raito had a spoon full of extra cookie dough in his hand and a blush on his face.



Taking a deep breath, Raito smeared a bit of the cookie dough on the tip of a surprised L's nose. Raito then gently kissed the detective's nose and used his tongue to lap up the cookie dough. Both of them were blushing now, Raito's blush being the darker of the two, as he smeared some more of the sweet on L's face. This time on his upper lip.

They locked eyes and Raito moved his face forward, he licked of the cookie dough first before their lips met. They moved with lips that were becoming more practiced each day. Raito cautiously opened his mouth and slid his tongue across L's bottom lip and the detective timidly responded by opening his own mouth a bit. Raito experimentally poked his tongue into L's mouth and the insomniac reacted immediately. L's eyes widened and his tongue went to work immediately, the fact that Raito's mouth tasted of cookie dough was too much for him. Not only did Raito taste good to him, but adding the taste of cookies to the mix was intoxicating.

Raito was almost over powered by L and his new found energy. He was in such a blissful state that his knees were becoming week and he had to lean against the counter to make sure that he didn't fall to the floor and die of happiness. Raito tried to fight back for dominance, but L showed no sign of letting up at all, so Raito focused on pulling the detective closer to him. He wrapped his arms around the older man's thin hips closing any remaining gaps between them. L reacted to this as well and wrapped his fingers in Raito's perfect hair. He wondered if the teen would be mad if he messed up his hair that always seemed to be in perfect condition.

Neither of the geniuses was quite sure how long had passed when they finally and reluctantly broke away for air. They stood still for a minute regaining their breath while keeping eye contact. L leaned forward and placed his chin on Raito's shoulder and a small shiver rose through the teen's spine.

"Raito-kun should cook more often" L almost purred into Raito's ear. Raito gaped for a minute, too embarrassed to answer especially with the detective's warm breath still hitting his neck. Lucky for Raito, before he could think of anything intelligent to say, the timer began to ring.

"The cookies" Raito muttered unintelligibly as he slowly untangled himself and the detective before hurrying to find oven mitts. He pulled the cooking sheet out, set it down, and closed the oven before sitting down himself. L eyed the cookies hungrily and Raito smiled to himself.

"What do we do while they cool?" L asked without taking his eyes from the sweets. Raito blushed at the thought that had just popped into his mind and he reached for the remaining cooking dough and a spoon.

"I have an idea…" Raito answered quietly.

So obviously Raito was hit pretty hard by those darn teenage hormones. I don't know what other people think, but in my opinion the ability to cook is on my list of things that can make a guy even more attractive (especially because I'm not the best cook...).

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