A/N: I guess we all know what this means…
"BAD ROMANCE" ISN'T OVER. OMG WTF?
Whhhhyyyyyyy? T.T
And why the hell do I think I'm the only one possibly depressed over this fact?
-.-; Never mind…
This chapter is not a straight-on continuation you guys. This is to set up the kind of relationship L and Light now have so as to bridge the gap from last chapter to the next in a much more orderly fashion. Remember, they are *not* together. Yet. Maybe. ;-) Still haven't decided whether that's going to happen yet or not. Tee-hee.
I feel as if this story has blown up in a way that I did not expect. I'm still trying to figure out wth is going on and I feel as if I'm the one behind the times. Oh L and Light, you two love to confuse me so. (And no, I don't know when the next chapter is going to be finished. I write these things when I have time and when I have the inspiration to spare so please don't throw stones at me T.T). Reviews are always great motivation though, I won't lie. :-) Enjoy your intermission my little monsters… You deserve it.
Disclaimer: Don't own Death Note nor do I own "Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga, whether it be the original or the Starsmith Remix. (There are waaaaay more remixes but this is the one provided on "The Fame Monster" album btw) Ha! I still manage to find a way to not stray away from the album. Love me you guys, I'm trying my best. ^.^
Side-Note: To Emi: you're just as obsessed with Lady Gaga as I am and your strange-ness really shows; my influence on you grows stronger every day lol. Happy Birthday honey, mommy loves you. :-)
"Caught in a bad romance.
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-ma!
Ga-ga-oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance.
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-ma!
Ga-ga-oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance.
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-ma!
Ga-ga-oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance.
Ra-ra-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-ma!
Ga-ga-oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance.
Romance, romance, romance, romance, romance, romance, romance, romance…
Caught, caught, caught, caught, caught, caught, caught, caught, caught-
I want your love and
I want your revenge-
You and me could write a bad romance.
I want your love and
All your lovers' revenge-
You and me could write a bad romance."
-"Bad Romance (Starsmith Remix)" by Lady Gaga
Intermission: Bad Romance (Starsmith Remix)
6/30/2009 – 9:33 PM
L: Where are you?
Light: I'm on my way now! Hold your horses!
L: You said you would be here approximately 30 minutes ago. Are you going senile in old age, Light?
Light: You do realize you're older than me right?
L: But still so much sexier. Fruit only grow riper with time Light. ;-)
Light: Until they rot, you mean… ;3
L: Light is so mean. T.T
Light: And yet you still chase after me for some reason.
L: ^.^ True. Light is just too smexy for his own good.
Light: … … … idiot.
L: Round II goes to me then. :-) Now where the hell are you Light?
Light: In a place. Now stop asking or I'll just go back home you stalker.
L: :( I only stalk Light sometimes. Today I did not get a chance to so I am even more anxious to see him than usual.
Light: You really creep me out sometimes L.
L: C:
6/30/2009 – 9:45 PM
L: Light, I feel as if you are messing with me now. Where. Are. You.
Light: I'm sorry! I'm trying my best here alright! I'm in a tight situation at the moment…
L: I'd like to be in *your* tight situation. Alright, now that the innuendo is out of the way, tell me what's going on. I hate not being in the loop Light.
Light: I'm kind of still stuck at the apartment…
L: :-L
Light: And Sayu's kind of puking her brains out. Mom's completely out of it and I don't think Sayu's gonna be able to make it into the bedroom at this rate.
L: … … Now I just feel bad.
Light: Well, you know, I *try*. It's my main mission in life besides being puked on by my baby sister. Damn it, this sweater is completely ruined now.
L: I will get my keys and drop by. You obviously need help.
Light: I'm *fine*.
L: Light, get your finger out of your ass and accept my assistance before I barge within your home and practice my 'make Light think I'm obnoxious' hardcore skillz.
Light: You don't need to practice, I already am impressed by your fortitude. -.-;
L: I'm getting my keys…
Light: L…
L: I'm getting to the door…
Light: Do you always have to do this?
L: I'm putting on my shoes…
Light: Damn it, L!
L: I'm fixing my jacket…
Light: FINE!
Light: BUT YOU BETTER NOT DO ANYTHING TO BUG ME MORE THAN USUAL L LAWLIET! I AM COVERED IN VOMIT, RUNNING ON PURE CAFFEINE AND RED BULL AND AM TRYING TO KEEP BOTH MY AND SAYU'S GAGGING NOISES AT A MINIMUM SO AS TO NOT WAKE UP MY MOTHER! DON'T PUSH. MY. BUTTONS TONIGHT MISTER!
L: … … … Should I bring flowers for Light too?
Light: DX
6/30/2009 – 10:01 PM
Light: Could you pls pick up some more detergent and Ibuprofen while you're at the store L?
L: How did Light know I was at the store? :-O
Light: Where *else* are you going to get the flowers stupid?
L: Hahaha Light knew I wasn't kidding. :-) Light knows me so well, this *must* mean he still loves me.
Light: I said don't push it mister.
L: Fine. If only for poor Sayu's sake. :-( What kind do you need, Light?
Light: You know what kind of detergent and medicine I get L. Stop trying to prolong the conversation and get your ass over here. I might have to call the doctor again if she keeps throwing up like this.
L: Light caught me. :3 Do not worry, I shall be there soon. I left the store about 5 mins ago and am now homeward bound!
Light: Cheeseball. -.-
6/30/2009 – 10:16 PM
L: Light, I need you to open the door.
L: Liiiiiiightttt.
L: Light I would hate to resort to calling you when I know your mother is resting so please just open the door.
L: Light! My arms! THEY ARE GETTING TIRED! Your assistance is required AT THE DOOR.
L: The flowers are getting crushed and it is all Light's fault. T.T
L: LI-oh. Door's opening. Took you long enough. ;-)
"Sometimes, I really wonder if being your friend is really worth it." Light admitted as he opened his apartment door, clad in only a white wife-beater and a holy pair of loose jeans. L's gaze went downward almost immediately, his mouth flying open before his brain could process the information coming out of it.
"I would love to tap that… again."
L blinked as Light smothered an onslaught of chuckles, his right hand reaching upward and smacking over his lips so as to stifle the sound. Motioning for the detective to come in with his free hand, the way-too-amused brunet closed the door behind them. Pointing at the small bag hanging off one hand (and downright ignoring the three bunches of flowers enclosed in the other), Light asked the obvious, "that for me?"
"More like for Sayu, but I suppose in a round-about way…" Light snatched the bag out of the snarky man's hand before he could continue on with his most-probable cheesy pick up line. "Well, that was rude." L finished off lamely.
"Sayu's upstairs, you can put those in the kitchen and wake my mom up and you'll be minus one very sorely missed appendage that I'm sure you would like to be able to use again." The college student grinned. "Savvy?"
"Killjoy." L pouted as he slumped off into the kitchen, already quite familiar with the domain after 3 years of inspection. Light smothered another smile, this one much more affectionate than the previous one.
It was better not to give the older man any sort of hope…
Right?
"Light, the doctor wants to know if Sayu has been able to hold any of the water you've been giving her?" L whispered as he held the phone away from his mouth. Light absently nodded as he mopped up the mess within the bathroom, having practically carried the young girl back into her room after she had puked herself-out.
"She hasn't thrown up in the last hour and she's managed to keep down the crackers and water I gave her earlier without much effort. Her fever's gone down a bit too so I don't think I'll be having to go to the emergency room." L nodded as he relayed the information to the doctor awaiting the investigator's response. Light pulled off the dirty tank-top now hanging off of his sweat-soaked body, knowing that he was probably going to catch the same bug and hating himself for it. Not noticing the sudden pause in L's speech, the younger of the two continued on his cleaning rampage, mop clenched tightly within the 21-year-old's grasp.
"He says that as long as you keep monitoring her and watch out for her temperature that she should be fine. Keeping her hydrated would be top priority right now." L managed to smoothly get out. Still staring at the golden mass of flesh now on display for him to see, the pale detective wasted no time in devouring what little scraps of Light he could get. "I suppose we'll both will be taking shifts in watching out for Sayu-chan tonight…"
"How did I figure you wouldn't be going home tonight?" Light grumbled out with no malice whatsoever. "Fine. I'll take a shower first though. I refuse to be littered with Sayu throw-up germs any longer than necessary."
"Of course!" L cooed out, not removing himself from the bathroom and instead leering at the exasperated student with gleeful lust. "Don't mind me, Light! In fact, if you wished to save some water an-"
Light gave his ex-boyfriend a rather fiery glare, hands already on the button of his jeans.
"I shouldn't even finish that sentence should I?"
"L," Light ground out as he bit his lip, the blanket surrounding the exhausted first born not warming him nearly as much as the body now situated beside him, "what the hell are you doing in my bed when you should be watching Sayu and making sure she's not vomiting her brains out?"
"But Light, the doctor said that all-night monitoring was not necessary. We just need to check up on her every 30 minutes and make sure she is stocked with liquids and that her fever stays under control." L stated matter-of-factly. "Therefore constant supervision is not necessary. Sayu has food, was given water along with her medication and her fever is at only 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Perfectly under control."
"There's no arguing with your logic is there?" Light muttered as he settled himself back into bed, too tired to keep up with the man's unnecessary argumentative nature. "Wake me up in 30 minutes then."
L shrugged as he propped his head up with his arm and stared down at the boy beside him, smiling as he realized that Light had unconsciously curled up next to L just as he used to. Keeping his dark gray eyes right on the alarm clock beside him, L made sure to get himself ready for a long night. The sound of Light's soft snores clicked alongside the squeaks of the bed as L repeatedly got himself up and checked up on his young ward throughout the night and early-morning.
What Light didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
"Pancakes!" Sayu cheerfully cried out as she ran past her older brother and grabbed L by the sleeve. Practically dropping him on the seat beside her, the 16-year-old teenager salivated alongside L, frothing pathetically at the large of pancakes steaming headily in front of them. "I love you mom…" Sayu continued to drool.
Sachiko laughed as she put down the bottle of syrup and gave the man and girl the go-ahead to begin eating, Light feeling as though he were the odd man out. Staring at the detective, who for some reason never looked out of place within his home and with his family, Light pondered on their strange situation and how both men seemed to handle it.
Biting back the bitterness that always hung alongside his thoughts when it pertained to his and L's relationship, Light settled himself down at the table and grabbed a plate.
It was way too early to contemplate something as convoluted as relationships, let alone his and L's.
"PANCAKES!"
"Sayu, calm down! You're just getting better for God sakes!"
"Killjoy."
"Tell me about it…" L fumbled out through a mouth filled with syrup and pancakes.
"L!"
"I WIN!"
6/31/2009 – 12: 09 PM
L: We should have breakfast more often Light. ;-)
Light: You seem to suffer a lot from foot-in-mouth syndrome don't you?
L: Bow-chica-wow-wow…
Light: Idiot.
L: But I made you laugh didn't I?
Light: Even if you did, we both know I wouldn't admit it.
L: That's alright. I'll break you down eventually Lightie-poo.
Light: The more you keep going, the farther you are from getting laid…
L: Shutting up now.
Light: Right. ^.^
Light stared up at his phone, lying comfortably on his bed as the smile on his face grew a bit wider.
The pressure within his chest didn't feel nearly as suffocating as it usually did.