Bwaha! I'm back again readers! This chapter has an uber special dedication to Blame It On The Boys reaching thirteen thousand hits, and over one hundred and five reviews! And we aren't even at chapter twenty as of yet! I love you guys so much!

Now updates should remain continuous, even though, sadly, Death Note is no longer my main fandom. Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles and xXxHolic have decided that they like my brain, and the Left 4 Dead (game) fandom has taken the cake. But I will not abandon this story, not yet at least. (I joke guys.)

(Oh! And Opiumpoppy, your self insert is featured in this chapter! I desperately hope that I portrayed you in a way that you like!)

Written to: My Buddy Keith – L4D2 remix (This is the coolest song known to man, gamers should totally look it up.)

"You're a bad, bad boy."

"And yet you're always the one getting spanked."

(Charlie Harper- Two and a half men)

Chapter 19: Introducing the star

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Lawliet yawned weakly as he glanced at his mirror briefly, stretching his long arms lazily above his head and smiling blissfully as he heard vertebrae pop loudly. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes while he tiredly slipped on slippers that had mysteriously been placed next to his bed.

Then he startled himself. 'Where am I?' he thought suspiciously before it dawned on him that he was in Light's bedroom. He had grown so accustomed to his tidy haired lover sleeping in his apartment that he had forgotten how comfortable Light's room really was. It was a mystery to the older dark haired male as to why his famous boyfriend preferred to sleep in a small apartment with only two bedrooms to his own large estate with far too much space for the young man.

Although, what had thrown him off more was how eager Light was to leave Lawliet's small apartment the night beforehand.

Without so much as a warning, Light had stormed into L's living room, pale and on the verge of trembling.

"Light? Are you alright?" L had asked, an invisible eyebrow rising in mild concern. What he hadn't expected was for his lover to turn a little green and to shudder before choking out his reply.

"No. For the love of Kami, just don't ask." L frowned, his eyes narrowing suspiciously at the abnormally pale star.

"What happened?"

"N-nothing!" The teen froze for a few moments, his attention focusing on a blank part of the drywall. He shook his head, shaking the image that had slipped into his mind.

L rolled his dark eyes as he continued to look at the flaky dried blood on the white wall when he felt warm hands envelope his own spidery digits. He looked up questioningly into his lover's amber eyes and he was tugged to his feet roughly, losing his footing in the moment. A strangled gasp held in his throat as the door flew open and Light dragged him away to his own home. The door slammed loudly behind them as the couple descended the staircase.

...

"What was that?"

Mello sat bolt upright as the loud sound echoed through the apartment. He quickly forgot himself as his nipple was tweaked firmly, an unwanted groan slipping through his lips.

"It is nothing of importance." He heard a soft voice whisper resolutely into the shell of his ear. The blonde winced as his nipple was tweaked again, the flesh turning red under Near's fingers. "Miheal, I'll beg for you not to be distracted by nonsense." The albino blew the older teen's golden bangs from obstructing the view of his blue depths before stretching a finger into his own downy hair.

He allowed his pale fingers to trail along Mello's defined abdomen before trailing blazing kisses down the tanned torso. He marvelled to himself the way Mello had kept himself so firm, so muscular even after dining on such horrid amounts of chocolate every day. Near tilted his head upwards pressing his lips into Mello's and smirking as he trailed his tongue along the elder's bottom lip, demanding entrance. Mello opened his mouth willingly and eagerly, moaning as Near bit down on his tongue. The albino star cracked his large eyes opened slightly, revelling at the blush that had spread over the blondes face, and how his blue eyes had closed together tightly in ecstasy. Near decided as he pressed himself harder against Mello's toned body that maybe he should break people up more often.

And also that chocolate did taste much, much better straight from Mello's mouth.

Lawliet warily walked into Light's kitchen, a worried smirk on his lips. He had no need to worry, of course, it was just how the silence of Light's house echoed with each step.

"Lawliet? I'm so glad that your awake! Could you please help me with my tie?" Light's golden eyes were tired, silently begging for his boyfriend's help. L strode over and fixed the long red velvet quickly, his lips pulled tightly into a line before he sighed.

"I know that you can dress yourself, why won't you today?" He muttered in annoyance. Light looked at his carpet sheepishly.

"Because my hands are trembling like mad. I really don't want to go onto TV today, I feel sick." Light babbled nonsensically, his eyes scrunched as he spoke.

"Oh stop it. We will only stay for the interview, and then we'll leave. We don't need any more reporters trailing us. It's annoying." L said offhandedly as he bit into a soft chocolate bar he had stolen from his pantry before he had been cruelly dragged away the night before.

"But you don't understand Lawli!" Light whined as he followed his dark haired lover from the kitchen. (Light had rather taken to the nickname 'Lawli' even though he was furious that Christiana had come up with it first.)

"We will be harassed by paparazzo as we leave! They have been really sneaky lately but if they get the chance, they will tear us to bits!" The teen's face paled more.

L rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. He pushed the remainder of his chocolate into his mouth and tightened Light's tie again.

"We need to leave. We don't want to be late do we?" Light's eyes brightened as his boyfriend brushed a stray brown hair from his eyes. He pressed his face into L's soft hand and grinned his pearly white smile. Light gave Lawliet a chaste kiss on his lips before pulling away.

"Let's go." He gave one last smile before slipping his long arm around his lover's waist and pulled him out of the door.

...

Light had pretended to be calm and less skittish on the car ride to the television station. He had rested his head against the cool glass of Lawliet's car and had remained silent unless he was prompted otherwise. His spirits rose slightly as a familiar tune came over the radio and his own voice invaded the car.

"Lawli!" He could hear L growl at the nickname but he smiled none the less. "One of my songs is on." He saw L's attention waver from the road for a few seconds before he nodded.

"It is to." Light watched his lover expectantly.

"Well?"

"Well what?" The younger man's eyes narrowed considerably.

"Well you like it don't you?" He heard his older lover sigh.

"No. I don't really like your music too much."

"What do you mean you don't like my music!" Light perked up, automatically on the defensive. He had known that L had never been too fond of his music, even hearing him call it 'obnoxious' and 'annoying'. He saw his boyfriend's dark eyes flicker towards him for a few seconds.

"Light, just because I might be fond of your ass, doesn't mean I like what comes out of your mouth."

Light gaped at the insult, unable to bring any words to his lips to throw back.

"But I've written songs for you!"

"I've noticed." L replied absently as he navigated the busy roads, closely avoiding a large van as he turned the corner. Light whined in annoyance.

"They're about you, how could you not like them." Lawliet raised his long fingers to his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. "The lyrics aren't exactly brilliant you know."

"What's not brilliant about them?" The auburn haired youth moved his fringe out his eyes quickly, an earnest expression present in his amber eyes.

"You fun to touch and play with, how bout we pass the jaded conversation and go back. To. The. Bedroom?" L mumbled softly.

"What's wrong with them?" L shot a dark glare across the car.

"Besides the fact that everybody knows who your singing about, is that you're basically telling the world about our sex life!" Light continued to watch his lover with a now very confused expression.

"So? It's never bothered you before!"

"You honestly have no idea how much of a scandal this has become, do you?"

Light shook his head slowly, worry creasing his brow.

"You realise that a pop stars sexuality means nothing, but because your with your manager for one, and also the fact of how long you denied it for! The women that you used to bring into your apartment to cover your tracks have all come out and blatantly admitted that you were paying them to just stay for a few hours!"

Light frowned. He let out a very weak sounding "oh." before turning back to the window. The rest of the ride was silent until after twenty very silent, very quiet minutes until L spoke again softly.

"We're here."

...

Light reddened slightly as he shook hands with the presenter of the talk show that they were to be attending. The short woman smiled widely as she straightened her glasses and began to introduce herself.

"Light Yagami? Hi there! I'm Arianne!"

Lawliet smiled tiredly as he shook hands with the dark skinned woman, her chirpy voice ringing throughout the studio sweetly. Arianne smiled again as her hair was tended to and she checked her watch quickly.

"Uh boys, I'm so glad that you could make it, but I have to meet my first guest in a few minutes. Help yourself to the fruits and drinks; I'll be with you soon!" The young woman turned away and put her latte in the rubbish as she ran.

Light smiled happily as he turned to the food carter and happily shined a large, red apple on his suit before biting into it. L watched disdainfully from the corner of his eyes, eyeing a large strawberry scone and savouring the sight of his lover enjoying his apple.

"So Lawliet," Light began, wiping the spittle from his lips. L's eyebrow rose curiously. "What do you think they will ask us about?" L looked in disbelief.

"What in the hell do you think they will ask about! We spoke about this in the car!"

Light shrugged, biting into his shiny apple again.

...

He thought he would have been used to it by now.

Being with Light had opened up many doors for Lawliet, accepting that Light was egotistical, frustrating, smarter then he let on, body obsessed and just plain different. Had it been an alternate universe Light could have probably been a high school valedictorian with the top entry score into his choice of university. But then again, L could have been much more than he had already been in his twenty four years.

But one thing he knew he would never get used to no matter how long he was intimate with the acclaimed pop star, was makeup.

He didn't know how his honey eyed boyfriend could stand having his face irritated with feather dusters and annoying powders tickling his nose. Nor could he tolerate his face being covered with liquids that smelt like horse, and being complimented on his 'natural eyeliner' which was still prominent on his pale skin.

Light had his eyes closed, happily allowing the females tending to him to compliment his hair and lips.

L snapped.

"Please can you not tug on my hair?" L muttered monotonously. The dark haired woman remained silent as she tried to rake a brush through the manager's messy locks. L cursed softly as he felt his eyes water and allowed himself to glare around the room, catching his famous lover's eyes. Light shook his head in disapproval before shutting them again to allow his shaped eyebrows to be brushed.

This was going to be a very long day.

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Okay.

Not happy with this chapter, at all.

It feels unfinished, loose and annoying.

I was going to continue the chapter, but if I did it would have reached a good 6,000 words and it would have bitten me on the ass bigtime. Plus my muse kind of...-whooshed-

And also, WELCOME OPIUMPOPPY TO THE SCENE!

Thanks to her contribution to the 'L's previous occupation' competition, she won a self insert and a story changing amount of control. Now as much as I haven't announced the job, it will mean that Opiumpoppy will now get her mentions.

Also, thank you to everybody who wished me better, I'm still rather sick, but you guys are keeping me going –squiggle heart-

Until next chapter,

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