A/n: I owns nothing~

Chapter 3:

A sly smile sat on Light's perfect face.

"So? How does it look?"

Lawliet's horrified expression said it all. He was not going to wear it. No. No. NO.

Light watched, obviously pleased with himself as he threw the...thing over to his new manager. He was not going to let a little thing called 'business etiquette' stop him from terrifying the hell out of the newcomer. It was justified to screw him over just a little bit.

"So? Are you going to wear it? I've got my photo shoot in an hour, and I'd appreciate it...puh-leeeaasseeee Lawliet~~..." A sickly sweet tone dripped from Light's voice. It made Lawliet sick to the very pit of his very empty stomach.

"I won't wear it."

"Yes. Yes you will."

"I'm not your butler!"

"No your my manager. One and the same I think."

"No! I won't I won't!"

"Then you won't have a job. Bye-bye."

"...fine I'll wear it."

"Thought so."

Within the hour Lawliet had driven Light to his photo shoot, snarled as Light had introduced him as his new 'Nathan', and faked a smile as the stupid, arrogant, egotistical, rich, auburn haired teen offered him an extra one-hundred dollars if he could be a 'darl' and get him a Pena Colada. At one in the afternoon. No wonder the media was assuming things.

He even had to walk around wearing a stupid bright green suit that had a freakin' pom-pom on the bottom. A pom-pom.

And he still had six hours left on his first day.

"Lawliet~" Light almost sang as he grinned at the irritated obsidian eyed man who gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Yes."

"Could you take me to the shops again?

Bloody hell it's like looking after a spoil little kid.

"Of course Sir."

"Actually, I feel like going home and getting changed. Can you take me home?"

"Does it mean that I get off earlier?"

"No it means that we will be going back to my place and get some clothes."

"...fine."

Light's apartment was to say the least, absolutely astounding. Even the hard to please Lawliet couldn't help but look at it with wonder. It looked like a complete bachelor pad, minus the fact that there was way too many video games and that there was dust everywhere.

"A bit of dust here." L commented as he brushed his long finger against the bookshelf.

Light shot a very panicked look towards his manager. "What do you mean a bit of dust? It EVERYWHERE! It makes everything disgusting and...and eww!"

Light continued rambling even as he shut the door and dressed himself. L was astonished at the amount of talking that the other male could do. Even for a celebrity you would think that he would stop for air.

'Oh...wait a moment...he's stopped for a breath.' Lawliet sniggered to himself quietly as he applauded his cleverness.

Light strutted from his room and span around pulling fretfully at his skin tight jeans.

"Oi Lawliet?"

Of course it was all too good to last. He missed the silence already and it was only his first day.

"Yes Light?"

Light's honey brown eyes were already shrink wrapped in tears.

"Tell me the truth!"

Taken aback Lawliet replied naively.

"Of course I'll tell the truth. What's this about?"

"Do these jeans make my ass look big!"Light wailed as he grabbed at his non-existent hips.

"I've put on so much weight! I'm more blubber than I am Light!"

"I promise Light that you are not fat."

The teenager gasped

"I never said that I was! You think that I'm fat!"

"N-no!"

"I'm so fat!"

"No you're not!"

"Yes I am! I'm getting larger and larger! Soon I won't even be able to sit on my couch without it breaking!"

"That's not true!"

"Yeah!"

"Fine it is then."

Another horrified gasp

"I knew it! My love handles are disgusting! I hate everybody!"

Now that surprised L.

"So its everybody else's fault you put on weight is it?"

"I didn't put on weight. I just ate a chocolate bar..."

"...you're kidding right."

"No, but the fat is gonna go straight to my fat ass!"

"I eat sweets and I don't put on weight."

"You were blessed with a good metabolism and a...perfect figure."

"I was no- I have a what now?"

Light puckered his lips and moved his eyes away from the other man.

"Y-you have a really nice looking body. Like under that suit you probably have washboard abs and a nice firm ass."

'This is so not happening to me.'

"I don't mean to be rude but I rea-"

"You probably have both men and women clambering for you!"

"N-no not reall-"

"It would be so hard to get a nice, good looking, obedient man like you."

"Obedient?" He hadn't realised that he had said it out loud.

Light chuckled "yes an obedient man who would do the daily work, who would greet their partner with a kiss on the cheek and someone who would really, really enjoy being around their partner."

Lawliet was beyond flabbergasted. This was just completely insane!

Light raised his eyebrows as his manager made a very noticeable retching movement.

"Light-Sir, Um you aren't-ahem-insinuating anything are you?" Very discreet L thought to himself proudly. That was plainly tactful.

A childish giggle escaped the pop stars mouth. L noticed that he had licked the plump cherry lipsticked lips that sat on his sculptured face.

"I was defiantly not insinuating anything. You must be imagining things. Or maybe" another snide smirk "You were hoping for me to be insinuating something so you had an excuse to molest me."

If Lawliet's eyes could roll any further into the back of his head he would have had lost all traces of is obsidian eye colour to his brain. He had only met Light Yagami, pop star and multitalented artist early the morning before. He had only been working for the insufferable man for eight hours and he was already being forced to parade around in Kermit the frog's rejected birthday suit, was being introduced as Nathan, was reassuring his boss that his (slightly overweight) ass was not as big as the world saw it, and was being clearly flirted to by said boss.

And this was the man who the day before had been threatening to make his new managers life hell.

He was doing a damn good job of it to.

"So Lawliet was it?" The middle aged man asked sternly.

"Yeah. Lawliet Wammy." Normally L could create a comfortable conversation with just about anybody. Light Yagami and Co on the other hand were all a little out of hand though. His mother and sister seemed nice to say the least.

But Soichiro Yagami was a completely different story. With his overpowering statue and presence, to his bushy grey eyebrows and crow's feet, Soichiro Yagami was one hell of a scary person.

And Lawliet had only been in the house for ten minutes.

Light began to grin nervously as his father glared daggers at his manager. The veins in his forehead were threatening to explode.

Then Light remembered why his father might be on the verge of eating one Lawliet Wammy. He hadn't really introduced him very well.

"Oh um Dad?"

"Yes?"

"I forgot to say what Lawliet was to me didn't I?"

Another death worthy glare.

"Yes Light. Yes you did."

"Ah Dad, this is Lawliet Wammy my manager."

It was completely obvious how Mr Yagami had suddenly calmed down. The tension had lessened so much that there was almost a friendly air to him.

"Ah! Well. In that case then it's very nice to meet you Mr. Wammy!"

That settles it. Light Yagami and his whole family are completely mad.

The black haired man faked a smile and shook the older man's outstretched hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."