It was a confusing jumble of images that bombarded her brain and stirred up sensations in her body; lips meeting, tongues tangling, and hands roving over writhing bodies that were trembling with longing. Arousal grew in the pit of her stomach with a heavy, hot sensation that radiated throughout her body. She had a thirst that needed to be quenched.

Sachi stared at the ceiling in the dim green glow from the alarmm clock. She would swear insomnia was catching because she could barely sleep since she had met the brilliant but weird detective. Her eyes moved to the clock on the bedside table to see that it was nearly two in the morning. Would she ever get to sleep tonight? Her mind was constantly filled with all sorts of dirty thoughts that she could not seem to get rid of. Women were not supposed to have this problem. Fifty-four percent of men think about sex every day or several times a day while only nineteen of women think about sex every day or several times a day.* Obviously she had become part of the nineteen percent. Oh, god! Now she was even thinking like him.

Sachi groaned with misery and rolled onto her side, curling into a tight ball. She heard the door open and saw a flash of light from the other room before it was quickly closed again. Her body tightened in one big muscle spasm when the bed moved under her as L sat down. Groaning again, she felt his soft cool hand on her forehead.

"Are you all right? Are you sick? Does your head still hurt?" L inquired in anxious, rapid fire succession.

"I'm fine. It's just that – " She stopped short of telling him her real problem was that she was horny as hell and needed to be satisfied. She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder urging her over to her back.

"It's just what?" he asked innocently.

"I need some fresh air," she muttered, rolling away from him. She had to get out of here – now.

Getting out of the bed and not bothering with a robe, Sachi strode out of the room in her black underwear and matching silk camisole. She took the route through the kitchenette, leaving through that door rather than going through the command center. The air was warm and the wind was blowing lightly across the protected part of the roof that was open to walk on. There was a half-moon hanging high in the black sky. Laying down on the massive air conditioner units that hummed and vibrated underneath her, she stared at the moon and few stars that decorated the black backdrop. The warmth and vibration of the machines under her was actually quite relaxing and made her feel a bit drowsy. Their constant static droning was also soothing.

Sachi felt her eyelids beginning to droop and tried to fight it. She made the mistake of telling herself it was okay to close her eyes for just a second. Her mind immediately set to work forming an erotic dream starring the handsome Light Yagami as her partner. She imagined him coming to her just as hungry and sex starved as her right here where she lay. Her body could almost feel his fingers gliding up her legs, over her hips, under her camisole, until his hand clamped over her –

"Sachi!"

Sachi screamed and jolted upright when her name was unexpectedly yelled right in her ear. The sound of a male chuckling with amused satisfaction reached her ears. There stood Light with arms folded together across his bare chest. He was wearing nothing but a pair of loose black sleep pants and laughing his head off at her.

"This amuses you? Scaring the hell out of people?" she asked, scooting to the edge of the unit until her legs hung down. She was just about to drop to the roof when he stepped around, moving between her legs.

"What are you doing out here dressed like this?" His eyes moved down to her camisole, lingering over her breasts.

Sachi cursed herself when her nipples hardened and strained against the tight silky material that swathed her body. What the hell was that? Why did her body find it necessary to have that kind of reaction to him? Because it wanted something. It wanted him.

"What are you doing out here?" she challenged, leaning back on her palms to place a little distance between them. She struggled to maintain an appearance of casual indifference as he remained standing between her thighs.

"I couldn't sleep. I'm guessing that's why you're here." His fingers reached up to brush back the loose hair that the breeze blew across her chest.

"That's exactly why I'm here," she responded, pausing briefly before addressing an earlier matter. "You remembered my name," she stated flatly, looking into his expressionless eyes.

"No, I didn't. I looked up our online high school yearbook. I found it there," he admitted, moving to sit beside her. He was so close his thigh wrapped in soft cotton material pressed against her bare one.

Sachi's skin tingled from the contact with the legendary Light Yagami. Her body felt a euphoric rush as if she had been touched by a god. It was hard to breathe. She felt like an idiot having such a childish reaction to a mere man. "Do you care about Misa at all?"

"No," he answered bluntly, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her against his side. "I was not lying or being conceited when I told you she ran after me. She was a damn stalker from the beginning. What about you and Ryuuzaki?" he asked her, putting his hand on the back of her head to pull her lips closer to his.

"That really none of your business, Light Yagami," she snapped, pushing against his bare chest. The feel of his warm skin and defined muscle under her palms caused her to breathe faster.

"I told you my secrets. You tell me yours," he provoked her, sliding his hand down her arm and allowing his thumb to trail across her breast.

"When you tell me a real secret I will," she purred back, leaning toward him. Her hands slid up his bare chest when he pressed his lips to hers. She thought her head would explode from the excitement. He may seem like an iceberg but to kiss him was quite hot and arousing.

Sachi pressed her palms flats against his well-developed pectorals choosing not the think about L at this time. It would be too difficult for her to admit the feelings she had developed for L if she thought about him at this given moment. Sliding her fingers over Light's broad shoulders, they moved up to twist themselves into his shiny brown hair that was incredibly soft and smooth.

Light's hands slipped under the edge of her camisole and moved up to her breasts. His fingers teased her nipples before his hand cupped her breasts.

"These are so nice. It feels so good to touch natural breasts again instead of implants," he murmured against her lips.

Oh, so he had done the big nasty with Misa. Surprise, surprise! He was just full of all sorts of shocking revelations. Sachi moaned when his tongue slid into her mouth seeking hers. Her thighs clenched when he found his target and stroked her tongue. She responded by aggressively pushing back at his tongue which set off an erotic oral battle. His fingers pinched her nipples causing her to lift her mouth from his to emit a small cry of pain and pleasure.

"That wasn't fair," she panted as his lips kissed down her neck.

"All is fair in love and war," he murmured in her ear, tracing the contours of her ear with his tongue.

"Which is this?" she inquired, looking into his brown eyes that were glassy with arousal.

"You tell me," he said, kissing her lips briefly.

"SACHI!" L bellowed with shocking volume and fury from the roof door.

What the hell was he doing? She was finally accomplishing the goal he had set for her from the beginning! He was sabotaging his own plan, but why? She yelped when he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down from the unit beside Light. It was even more shocking when he violently shoved her toward the door.

"Get down here, you bastard!" he yelled at the arrogant man glaring down at him.

"What's going on?" Misa cried sounding as if she were about to burst into tears. She was standing by the roof entrance staring at the two men by the air conditioner units.

"They're about to fight. Let's go," Sachi declared, taking her by the arms and turning her around.

"Fight? About what? What's going on?" the annoying blonde demanded, jerking her arm away from Sachi to stubbornly turn back around and walk toward the men.

Light jumped from the air conditioner landing in front of L. L gave him a quick uppercut sending him stumbling backwards into the big metal box. Light returned the favor by punching L hard enough he reeled and fell. When Light approached, he was given a punishing kick to chin from the ground in an astonishing move by L. They continued to trade kicks and punches until it devolved into a schoolyard brawl including bum rushes and leg sweeps.

"I'm going to my room. I can't handle this any longer," Sachi mumbled when she grew tired of watching them pummel each other. She was going to tell the police officers there was a fight in progress between the resident brainiacs that they needed to stop. When she arrived in the control room, she thought they were watching a movie by their spellbound attention focused on the big screen. Anger filled her when she saw what they were viewing. The cops already knew about the tussle because they were watching the two men beating each other on a closed circuit feed as if it were a pay-per-view wrestling match.

"Unbelievable," she muttered, shaking her head and leaving the room. No wonder L showed up when he did. He had been watching her. What was he so angry about? He had purposely solicited her for the seduction of Light Yagami so what the hell was going on?

Slamming and locking the bedroom door, Sachi was completely ignored by the men in the other room. She turned on the lamp beside the bed, pacing the floor nervously as she wondered when it would end. Nearly an hour later a barely perceptible tap sounded at her door. She jerked open the door to see a bruised and battered L who had been patched up by his faithful friend, Watari.

"Can I come in?" he asked, keeping his dark eyes on hers as she glared at him disapprovingly.

"Yes, please do. We need to talk." She waited until he closed the door to yell at him. "What the hell was that all about?! I was finally accomplishing what you wanted!"

"I don't want that anymore. I've already enlisted him to help me investigate the case. I'll just keep him busy and get him more involved. There's a seventy-six percent likelihood he will make a mistake soon. All criminals do. It's just a matter of time," he babbled, pacing the floor in his hunched back posture while chewing on his thumb.

"Stop it," she growled, turning her back on him. "For god's sake just stop it. Tell me the truth. I know you were watching me because all of the guys were watching the camera feed when I came back in. Why did you lose it? Why did you go ballistic? I haven't known you long but I know that's not like you."

"Will you be mine?" he blurted suddenly.

"What do you mean?" she questioned without turning to look at him.

"I mean I want you to be mine. Be my real girlfriend," he said, putting his arms around her from behind.

"What about the plan?" She bit her lower lip, attempting to shrug him off but he refused to let her go.

"To hell with the plan. I want you," he murmured, pulling her hair out of the way to kiss her on the back of the neck.

"Are you sure? We've already come so far. And – "

"We'll find a different way. Will you be mine?" he repeated, kissing beneath her ear. "Seeing you with him tonight made me realize I'm in love with you. I suppose I have been all along. I tried to reason my way out of it because emotions are completely illogical and ridiculous. They don't make sense and they confound me. You bewilder me."

"If it makes you feel any better, the feeling is mutual. You're the most puzzling man I've ever met. I hate you when you're near me. You irritate and infuriate me, especially when you act like a raging pervert. But I miss you when you're not there. I like it…I like it when you kiss me," she admitted, compliantly turning to face him with a slight prodding from his hands. "How do you plan to proceed after this?"

"I will go back to my original plan before I brought you into this. Light was already assisting with the investigation. He is highly intelligent and quite cunning after all," he remarked, embracing her tightly.

"So you're using his overblown pride and conceit against him?"

"Yes. Look back through history. How many mighty men have fallen due to their out of control egos? Caesar, Napoleon, Hitler, and so on. They thought they were invincible, above all other humanity, veritable gods…sound like anyone we know yet?"

Sachi was unable to hold back the snort of disdain. "Yes, it does sound like someone we know. So what will I be?"

"My girlfriend. Does that bother you?" he asked, kissing her bare shoulder.

"No. That's all I want to be," she murmured, staring into his depthless eyes. "But there's a problem."

"What's that?" He kissed her nose waiting for her to respond.

"We woke up the covetous instincts of a greedy beast."

"We'll use that against him too if necessary."

Author's Note: *Actual statistics from The Kinsey Institute