L's Wife

It takes a special kind of woman to have a famous detective for a husband.

Its October 31st in the story, L's Birthday! Also the year is 2003, its pre Death Note cannon

"Near could you bring me the sugar?" Acelia asked.

"Sure" Near replied quietly.

It was the morning of L's birthday and Near and Acelia had been busy baking and decorating. Near had been updating Acelia on certain "off-limits" Wammy House matters, she knew her husband didn't want her to be involved but that wouldn't stop her. Besides, what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. And she was a grown woman; she'd do as she pleased.

"So how long is he staying?"

"Well," she sighed "it's a miracle that he's been around this long. He promised to stay until his birthday, so after today I have no idea how long he'll stay."

"If he does leave, hopefully he'll be back for the birth of the baby."

At hearing this, Acelia's eyes watered a bit. Near had a quiet understanding of people and he reassured her, somehow knowing about her recent insecurity.

"Yes, hopefully" Acelia whispered.

*ding dong*

"Ah, that must be Mello. Can you get the door for me Near, I'm just going to put this cake in the oven and go wake up the birthday boy."

"Un" though Near complied there was a slight hint of reluctance in his usually neutral face.

Acelia made her way towards the bedroom once the cake was baking. As she pushed open the door she wasn't surprised by the view that greeted her. L was laying completely spread out on their queen size bed, sheets and pillows strewn about. She giggled a bit as she went about her usual routine to wake him up when the smell of food cooking didn't work. She quietly closed the door behind herself and went to the windows to open the deep blue curtains. It was an absolutely beautiful fall day, the leaves had mostly fallen off the trees but the few that stayed were vivid reds and yellows. It would probably be one of the last nice fall days since winter was right around the corner. Then Acelia went towards the bed and reached out to stroke L's hair.

"Gotcha!" L pulled Acelia down on the bed and rolled on top of her.

"L!" Her heart was pounding; she really had no idea that the little booger was awake.

"Honey I know you like to scream my name, but we have guests in the house." He gave her a smug look and a wagging finger in mock disapproval.

To this she said nothing, her face just got hotter and in a matter of seconds she looked redder than a cherry tomato. L just smiled and kissed his wife soundly; enjoying that for once he was getting his way. The kissing was quickly turning into something more when the "guests" made their presence obvious to the sex crazed couple. The argument between Near and Mello sounded one-sided because the only participant engaging in the "argument" was Mello.

"I guess we better see what those two are up to."

"We know what they're up to; they don't know what we're up to. Come on, just a quick round, they'll never know."

"But I'll know" she said, though she felt that she was losing this battle.

"Well Acelia, I want you to know of course, I want you to fully participate."

But before poor L could get his groove on the doorbell rang yet again, signaling the last of their guests to arrive, and this particular guest was very perceptive. L's groove would just have to wait.

"Humph" L pushed his face into a fluffy pillow and looked like a petulant child.

"Haha, come now, don't be upset. And L?" he looked up at her curiously, "Happy birthday." She smiled at him warmly and left the room before L could do anything else mischievous.

As Acelia made her way into the hallway she spotted a kindly looking elder gentleman.

"Uncle, how are you?" she smiled at him as he gave her a knowing look.

"I am well Acelia and happy birthday L" Acelia turned to see L a few feet behind her.

"Thanks Watari"

"I've brought some confections, I hope there to your tastes" L nodded and immediately grabbed the box that Watari held in his hands. Anything sweet was to L's "tastes".

The day went on in quiet contentment and everyone stuffing their faces, mostly L. Acelia didn't really eat any of the sweets and stuck to crackers and water instead. To L's dismay Acelia's nausea from the pregnancy even pertained to sweets. He could not comprehend how a child of his would make its mother sick from eating sweets, sweets of all things!

"It's temporary L, after a while the morning sickness will go away and I can eat sweet things again."

"You shouldn't let it boss you around, you should tell the baby that you're eating sweets and that's final." Then he proceeded to eat some éclairs and strawberries. The party was long over and it was just the two of them sitting in the dim light from the stove. L was wearing the brand new jeans Acelia got for him; she just had to get rid of his old ones. They were ratty and the holes were becoming unbearable and when she asked him why he kept them, he told her it was because she had bought them for him.

"Well?"

"What?"

"It's almost the end of your birthday; did you want to go somewhere or anything?"

"No, I want to stay home. I just want to continue where we left off this morning."

Needless to say the birthday boy got what he wanted. And so the days passed and the couple was in bliss, L hadn't had an extended break in a long time so he felt refreshed. But Acelia was starting to feel anxious; everything was calm, too calm. It was this strange sense of foreboding that led her to make a call to Watari.

*ring ring rii*

"Watari speaking"

"Uncle, how are you?"

"I am well, is there anything the matter Acelia?"

"No, well, I was just wondering if there has been anything of interest lately."

"No, nothing of consequence, I suggest you relax and spend time with L though. It may be a while before such a holiday can occur again."

"You're right, I'm just so used to L coming and going that I can't believe he's still here, it feels like a dream."

"Enjoy it Acelia, don't question it."

"I will"

"Goodbye"

"Goodbye" she sighed "it's so silly of me to worry."

'Till next time folks =)