A/N: XD Dude, we're pushing it but it's here so let jubilation reign.

Fever for the Flava

Three.

After a while with Aizawa in the main room, L headed for the exit, leaving behind a very confused and disoriented Task Force. Aizawa was over at his desk sobbing quietly and when Matsuda tried to cheer him up, Aizawa held his hand out to the younger man and said wryly, "J-Just leave me…"

So Matsuda did and he and Aiber and Wedy commenced to gossiping about the whole situation while the Chief sat around annoyed because he was the only one working.

As L walked through the hallways, he thought to himself. Aizawa was an easy one to crack - L had had to deal with much harder. But it was good that it was easy because it was kind of awkward what with Aizawa crying on him that way and L having to hear about the abilities of condoms gone awry.

He entered Misa's suite and bated her away from him as he slipped into the room where he had left Raito and poor Mogi.

Raito turned around upon hearing the door opening. He smiled brightly. "Hey, L! Got everything with Aizawa squared away?"

"Well," L sighed, slapping the handcuffs back on Raito's wrist, "in a sense. It was quite the emotional journey, filled with tragedy, love, hatred and the importance of finding oneself."

"… L, you sound like you're advertising a romance movie."

"What's frightening is that that is appropriate."

"'Kay… your shirt's wet, you know."

"Aizawa was crying."

"… Just what went on-"

"Where is Mogi?"

Raito blinked and then perked up. He motioned towards the bathroom. "He's trying on his new outfit."

"He has a new outfit?"

"Of course! You can't impress a potential lover in suits all the time."

"Raito, this is a work environment," L ground out, his eye twitching. This was all becoming more than a bit much and he hadn't had a piece of cake or something sweet in over an hour. "We're here for the sole purpose of catching Kira and not for creating a romantic atmosphere for the Task Force to fornicate in."

"Kira, Kira, Kira," Raito mimicked. "Is that all you care about?"

"Yes."

Raito frowned deeply. "You're cruel, L."

"What for?"

Just then, there was a voice coming from the bathroom door. Mogi's meek voice calling to his self-appointed mentor, "Raito… I don't know if this is such a good idea… I feel silly."

"Mogi, don't worry," Raito comforted, forgetting about insensitive L. "We all get stage fright before we go out in the morning."

"I don't," L said.

"That's cause everyone expects you to look like shit," Raito grumbled.

"But Raito…"

"Come on, Mogi. Come show L how nice you look!"

There was a sigh and then, the door handle began to jiggle. L and Raito looked up with interest and while Raito squealed with delight, L gasped soundlessly in horror at the disaster that shuffled out of the bathroom. Mogi's lips were shiny with lip gloss and his hair was smoothed down with gel. He had a hot-pink top on with the words 'HOT SHIT' and tight dark-blue jeans that came down to go-go boots. Mogi stood there, shuffling his feet embarrassedly.

"Um… it is all right?"

"It's great," Raito affirmed.

Mogi turned to L who was extremely rigid. "What do you think, L? If you think it's okay, then it must be…"

L groaned, hating to be put on the spot.

Raito looked at him pleadingly.

"It… it is very intriguing, Mogi. Surely, it will catch Aizawa's eye."

Raito nodded happily. "See, Mogi? L backs it one-hundred percent."

"I did not say-"

"So, we'll get everything ready downstairs then," Raito interrupted.

L blinked. "What is there to ready?"

"Oh, that's right, L, you were out of the room when I told Mogi this… in order to give Mogi an advantage, we have to lighten the work-environment. It's not exactly romantic. We're just going to have a little karaoke party to lighten things up. It should really calm Aizawa down too, don't you think?"

"… Karaoke? Raito, this is-"

Mogi whimpered.

"-a great idea," L deadpanned. Why was he so susceptible to large mean with puppy-dog faces?

"Naturally," Raito said with the air of one who thinks themselves to be of godly descent. "I'll go tell everyone what's going on!"

And with that, Raito skipped out of the room, dragging L along towards the door. Mogi didn't move until Raito called for him with a whistle.

The Chief turned to look at his son as if he'd lost his mind. "Raito, karaoke? But what about all this work he have left to do? It's only eight…"

"But Dad, aren't you tired of working?"

"That's not the point… L, you agreed to this?"

L shrugged. "I suppose a little time off wouldn't… hurt…"

"No," Aiber said nonchalantly, "it'll just get thousands killed."

L sighed.

Aizawa looked at them, annoyed as Raito went to the closet and got out the karaoke machine, bustling about the desk with his wires and cords. "This is ridiculous, millions are being slaughtered and you want to sing Kelly Clarkson songs!"

Raito shook his hair out of his eyes. "She is so last Tuesday."

Then, the door opened again and Mogi came shuffling in, shy about his new outfit being shown to the rest of the Task Force. Upon his entrance, Aiber dropped his cigarette, Wedy spit out her martini, Chief dropped his papers, Matsuda picked up the ashes of Aiber's cigarette, and Aizawa stared, wide-eyed.

"For the record," L announced to the silent room, "I had nothing to do with this."

"It's all set up," Raito exclaimed.

Matsuda smiled and lifted a large bottle. "I have sake! Who wants?"

Aizawa glanced at him. "You carry the most random things with you, Matsuda…"

"Oh, this isn't random. I bought it for Aiber, really."

L squinted a glare at the blond who shrugged. "Hey, it's a tense environment here. Man needs something to help him unwind."

"Yes, well…"

"Yeah," Raito cheered, kicking the karaoke machine. All For You by Janet Jackson began to play and the brunet grabbed the sake bottle from Matsuda. "Drinks all around."

Chief grabbed it from his son's grip. "You're too young to have that!"

"Dad, don't embarrass me in front of them," he whispered harshly.

"No."

Matsuda tapped Raito on the shoulder and showed him two more large bottles. "Don't worry about it, Raito! Let's party!"

He grinned. "Right!"

After a while, the sake began to set into everyone's blood system and things began to loosen up. Misa was aloud out of her room to join in the festivities and was very happy to be around Raito even if he seemed a little bit out of it and by that time, Chief was too out of it himself to even care.

Matsuda was up on the microphone, singing to a DMX song and slurring rather badly, ergo, his rapping was rather good.

Mogi was sitting on the couch, watching timidly and sitting beside Aizawa. He had been much too shy to say anything to the man since he walked in and Aizawa gave him strange looks for his outfit. They both were rather silent beside each other as Matsuda fell off of the desk in a drunken stupor.

"Oops! Grab 'em!" Aiber laughed and he and Raito pulled the giggling Matsuda to his feet.

"All right, my turn," Raito volunteered, looking at the song list as Matsuda sat on the couch by Aizawa and Mogi.

L was sitting on the couch as well, silent and not able to sit in his normal position from all of the alcohol he had consumed. His face was pink and his usually wide eyes half-lidded. He looked up, confused, as Raito yanked on their chain and led him up to the desk.

"What is it?" he slurred.

"L, we're going to sing a duet!"

"… No we aren't."

"Yes, we are! Come on, it'll be fun!"

"Fun for who?" he asked, being pulled up to stand on the desk anyway. Raito handed him a microphone.

"YAY!" Matsuda cheered, falling all over Aizawa.

"Raito, Raito," Misa chanted, clapping her hands like a little girl. She also had had quite a lot to drink and had a half-full cup squished between her thighs presently.

The music started up and L (who had been coaxed into singing) had to look at the screen to see the words flashing by.

Raito sang enthusiastically, "She got the power of the hoochie, I got the fever for the flava of the coochie!"

"And I did mention, hey pay attention, gonna take that booty to the nudie dimension." L followed Raito's drunken lead, pointing out into the small crowd.

"I got the green glow under my car! I got the boom boom system you can hear real far!"

As the two sang and everyone else cheered for them, Aizawa rolled his eyes and whispered to Mogi, "If the Chief was sober, he'd be so ashamed."

Mogi nodded slightly. He thought Raito and L were doing a good job, though, as they went on into the song, the bumping and grinding against each other was rather uncalled for but Misa seemed to enjoy it.

"So," Mogi muttered, shifting in his uncomfortably tight pants, "did you like my new clothes?"

Aizawa blinked at the question and scanned Mogi's body again. "Well…" He sipped from his cup. "It's different…"

"Raito picked them out."

"I can tell."

Raito was head-banging now. "And let me spin you like a record!"

L laughed, "Wicky wicky!"

"Let me get you butt-naked!"

"Licky licky!"

They both pointed at Matsuda. "Here we go, yo, here's the scenario, gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio!"

Matsuda clapped, overjoyed at the attention however vulgar it may be, and Misa pouted, shouting, "Hey!"

"Anyway," Mogi continued, trying his best to ignore L and Raito's closing proximity. "So… I heard you had problems with… with your wife…"

"What? Dammit, did L tell you that? He's got the biggest mouth!"

Mogi sighed. This would be so much easier if Aizawa was drunk off his ass like everyone else in the building. He said, "I don't mean to be rude but maybe I could… um… help…" This was too much. He was about to hyperventilate.

Over on the makeshift stage, L and Raito had begun to sing the song at one another and Misa was really starting to pout.

Mogi looked up and Raito grinned down at him, winking. "What do I have to say to get inside, girl, what do I have to say…" he sang, seemingly a hint to Mogi.

Mogi looked back at Aizawa, determined. "I am thinking of you all the time."

Aizawa looked at him over the rim of his cup. "… Excuse me?"

"I watch you when you go places."

"… W-"

"I was in the bathroom today when you were in the shower."

Aizawa stared.

"Please choose me over your wife," Mogi squeaked in his deep voice. He seemed so insecure, it was odd for such a large man.

"Wha… Mogi… uhh…"

Mogi gasped at Misa's shrill scream next to him. He and Aizawa both looked over and found she was staring in horrified awe at the desk. They looked as well and found that Raito had pulled L by the shirt collar into a heated kiss, wrapping the chain over the back of the older man's neck as to not let him escape. L was squirming at first but then began to participate.

"RAITO!" Misa shouted. "You cheater! Cheater, cheater! How could you?"

Matsuda blinked. "Is it really cheating? It's just L…"

"Just?" she whined.

Wedy nodded at Aiber. "You have to pay money for this kind of show in America. Ah, Japan. Gotta love it."

Mogi seemed to take this as a sign from Raito as well even though Raito was not giving signs and only being horny. Mogi grabbed Aizawa by his tie and smashed their lips together in a fumbled kiss that was flavored with alcohol.

Wedy turned to them and then screamed, surprised and delighted. "Oh my God, a twofer!"

The Chief nodded as he witnessed Aizawa being smothered by Mogi on the couch. "This must be the latest fad. Glad to know it's not just Raito. Then he'd be gay."

Everyone looked at the Chief for a second.

L and Raito were pulled apart by Misa and as Aizawa was being suffocated, the cell phone in his pocket began to vibrate. He pulled it halfway out and the number calling was "Home." And with this man twice his size on top of him, wearing clothes from a gay teenager's closet, Aizawa thought of his kids and his wife and how he was letting them down just then.

He thought, Fuck it, and carried on.

End.

A/N: That's it! Man, glad to have this over with. XD I'm not actually a fan of this pairing but it's for Compy so... yeah. Anyway, I'll be doing a few more oneshots and then I'm on another multi!

Keep your eyes on me, ladies!