So sorry for not updating! I have nothing from here until Thanksgiving though, so hopefully things should go faster.
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DISCLAIMER: I always forget these, but Death Note is not mine
Light stared down at his hands, holding them in his lap. Why couldn't he stop looking at the detective? It was like his eyes were drawn to him as soon as he lost focus. He couldn't work like this.
I have to get him out of my mind! He thought desperately. Stupid Ryuzaki. It was all because he had made those suggestive comments during his "bath" yesterday, and now he had got Light thinking that way too. It's not like I'd even want to… ew. No. I don't even want to go there.
He turned back to his laptop, resolving not to think about L for the rest of the day.
This was going to be difficult.
Meanwhile, L was busy not staring at his suspect. The man's hair never moved. Did he gel it, or what? He shook his head almost imperceptibly, although he was sure that Light would notice. Why was he thinking about his suspect's hair? Why did he care what Light looked like?
It was because of the sponge bath, he decided. It had started out as just needling Light, because the boy was so fun to annoy. But then, for a reason he didn't quite understand, he'd decided to take it as far as he could. But why? He couldn't deny he hadn't enjoyed the feeling of Light's hands gently caressing his body. Maybe I crave human touch, he guessed. Yes, that must be right. But he hadn't felt like that when Watari had bathed him.
Watari had helped L finish cleaning himself, no questions asked, although he did glance suspiciously towards Light's shirt several times. The thought made L smile. He felt slightly bad for Light, because Soichiro was not going to let an incident like this go undiscussed. Okay, maybe he didn't feel bad at all. Hell, he couldn't wait.
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Yagami Soichiro shuffled his papers nervously, hesitating before he entered the bedroom. He coughed once, and ran a hand through his thinning hair. All this stress in his life was going to give him a heart attack, no pun intended. Steeling himself, he pushed open the door.
Only to find his son and his employer sitting on opposite sides of the bed, resolutely not looking at each other whatsoever. Nope, not looking. Both men sat stiffly, obviously uncomfortable with the situation. Soichiro cleared his throat.
"Ahh, Light. G-good morning. And good morning to you too, Ryuzaki," he stated uncertainly. "Son, I, ah, I want to talk to you about the… incident that occurred yesterday."
L's demeanor brightened visibly, as Light's shoulders stiffened. "….What incident, Dad?"
Soichiro shifted in embarrassment. L took a bite out of his cheesecake, the day suddenly looking a lot brighter. "Look, Light, I've talked to your mother, and we both want you to know that whatever you decide to… do… with your life, we will always love you and support you, no matter what."
Light slowly turned towards his father, his expression of pure horror almost making L laugh. "I—no, dad, it's not like that, Ryuzaki just wanted…"
Soichiro nodded in what he must have thought was an understanding way, but what looked more like he was about to be sick. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. I've, um, done some reading, and most boys your age are embarrassed about their sexuality."
L smirked at the strangled gasping noises coming from the younger boy's throat. "If you wish, Yagami-san, I can take Light-kun for counseling sessions."
Soichiro nodded, visibly relieved that L was cooperating. His eye had begun to twitch slightly, and it was all the police chief could do not to kill the poor man then and there for dirtying his son.
"No—wait—" Light managed to choke out. "Me and Ryuzaki didn't—no! No, it's not like that! It was a sponge bath—"
"It's okay, Light-chan," L said gently, inwardly cackling with glee. Oh, this day was looking better and better every minute. "We don't have to keep it a secret."
Light, who had apparently regained the ability to breathe, at least for the moment, shot a glare at the detective. "We don't have to keep it secret," he growled, "because there's not secret to KEEP!"
"Yagami-san," L said calmly, "could you leave us for a while?"
Soichiro nodded and hurriedly exited the room. As soon as the door was closed, Light rounded on his friend.
"What the fuck?!"
"Is there something wrong, Light-kun?" L inquired innocently.
"Why, yes, Ryuzaki, there is something wrong," Light hissed through clenched teeth. His temper was set to snap in five… four… three… two…
"And whatever might that be?" One…
"MY HOMOPHOBIC FATHER NOW THINKS I'M GAY, DAMMIT!" The college student shouted. "And you didn't help the situation at all! Honestly! 'Light-chan?' Do you want him to murder me with his bare hands?"
"That would certainly get the issue of whether or not you are Kira out of the way," L mused.
Light sank on to the bed, defeated. "I don't know why I saved you from that car, Ryuzaki," he grumbled.
L's eyes widened. "Do you really mean that, Light-kun?"
Light put his head in his hands. "I don't know, Ryuzaki. I really don't know."
L thought for a moment, and then decided that apologetic was the best way to go. "I am sorry, Light-kun. I thought the best way to diffuse the situation was to play along with your father."
Light smiled slightly, regaining his composure. "That's a lie, Ryuzaki, and we both know it. You just wanted to tease me, didn't you?"
L grinned. It was a nice change to be around people who understood you. "You know me too well, Light-kun."
Light flopped back onto the bed, careful not to jar the detective on the other side. "Maybe, but how else would I stand you? It's a wonder you haven't driven me insane already."
"I am truly sorry to hear that, Light-kun. I will try my hardest from now on to drive you insane more quickly."
"That doesn't even make sense."
"Then it's working, isn't it?"
Poor Light XD Soichiro tries to be understanding, but it won't be long before L does something else... Is it just me, or is tormenting Light really, really fun?