"How many of them have you slept with?"

"How... many?"

"Of the ones you danced for."

"Ryuzaki-"

"You said you'd answer."

"Yes, but- is that why you were so upset?" No answer. "Oh, L-san... I never- never slept with any of them. Honest!" Her cheeks were slightly flushed and he couldn't take how adorable she looked like that, so he leaned down, brushing her bangs aside long enough to press his lips lightly to her forehead.

"I'm glad," he murmured.

"Glad..." she began to question, but let it go. "Oh, never mind." L seemed rather cheerful now, and didn't ask any more questions, so they sat in silence until the subway came to a stop and the doors opened. L stood but had to turn back when he sensed Hitomi wasn't behind him. Instead she was stil seated, pulling her hat on with one hand and holding the other out for him to take. When he did, he pulled her to her feet and they slipped out the doors just as they closed.

"Do we have to report this to the task force? It's kind of, you know... embarrassing. What with everyone judging me, and Yagami-san being like a second father-"

"I'll have to tell Watari, and Yagami-san. But," L stopped at the bottom of the steps and waited for the only other person around to pass them and disappear, "seeing how the fact itself doesn't affect the investigation, not everyone has to know." Hitomi grinned and threw her arms around him, hugging the detective tightly. "There's one condition, though." She looked up.

"What is it?"

"You quit. Now."

"But my rent, and school-"

"Already taken care of."

"What? Taken care of...."

"How poorly do you think I pay my employees?" Hitomi buried her head against his chest, murmuring a thank you. He was still a little on edge from before, and the heat of her breath through his shirt made his own breath hitch once.

"Ryuzaki-kun, are you okay?" She let go and he nodded his head a little, taking her hand and beginning to lead her home.

"Fine." Hitomi leand her head on his arm as they reached street level, trying to enjoy the simple innocence of the moment, but her mind kept going back to just before they'd gotten on the train.

"Ryuzaki-kun... is that how you always act when you're, uh, turned on?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." She knew L's denial was weak, and smiled faintly.

"You know, Ryuzaki-kun, I was going to tell you that I liked it... but if nothing happened, then I suppose there's nothing to tell you..." She didn't look up, acting as if she didn't care to see his reaction, but as soon as they'd entered the first floor of her apartment building and the heavy door had thumped shut behind them, he'd pushed her into the wall again, resuming where he'd left off at the station. After a few moments she murmured to him, her voice growing breathier with lust.

"We should... head upstairs... the neighbors won't appreciate-" he protest was cut off by a moan as L's hand found a sensitive spot through her jeans.

"What about Raito?" he growled, nipping at her neck.

"We'll be quiet..." she bit her lip and grabbed his hand to stop him. "Please, not in the hallway." He pulled back with a small nod, and Hitomi practically ran up the steps to her apartment door, fumbling with the keys until L took them and opened the door silently. Once the pair had snuck past Raito's sleeping form on the couch and closed themselves in the relative privacy of Hitomi's bedroom, both of them lost any semblance of self control they'd had. Without realizing it, she paused long enough to lock the bedroom door as he pulled her hat off and tossed it to the floor. L pulled her from the door and in a matter of moments she was underneath him on the mattress, her underwear the only clothes left on her. How and when he'd managed that, Hitomi didn't know, but before they could go any further, she reached blindly over and batted at her alarm clock with one hand until she hit the right button and her ipod started playing.

The detective smirked at her precautions to getting walked in on, making her blush a little until he kissed her. She responded immediately, this time reaching down and pulling his shirt up over his head and unbuttoning his jeans with slightly trembling fingers only to have him pull them off. He was thin, thinner than she'd expected him to be under that baggy shirt, but his lean, toned muscles showed that he was no weakling. Hitomi kissed along his collar bone and down his chest, somewhat amazed at how smooth his unblemished, pale skin was. But soon enough, his hands were back at it, rubbing her though the thin silky fabirc of her panties, and she would wait no more.

"L-san... I need you..." He was surprised at how the thin whisper her voice had become. "...Please..." Her eyes were shining up at him, glassy and half-lidded as she asked him to take her. L felt his heart pounding and he found himself a bit nervous as he pulled himself up from her long enough to pull her comforter over them both.

"Okay..." he mumbled, clumsily hooking his fingers under her panties and pulling them down. She smiled and kissed him again, such a passionate exchange that he didn't notice her taking his boxers off as well. But when she took him in her hand he jerked back slightly and stifled a small gasp. She looked as if she might laugh at the look of surprise on his face, but managed to keep it in, asking lowly,

"You okay?" He momentarily lost the ability to form words and simply nodded, and she nodded in return. Groping for the words for a few moments, he whispered awkwardly to her, his mouth right by her ear as she played at his own with her tongue.

"Do you have something..."

"Mmm... I'm on the pill...." His breath hitched at her actions before he continued.

"Do you need me to... um... help-"

"...no," her voice was starting to sound desperate. "I can't... please..." He nodded again and she let go of him running her hand slowly up his stomach and stopping to brace herself against his chest as he entered her. She inhaled sharply and L stopped, eyes widening slightly,

"Hitomi- you're not... a virgin, are you?" She half smiled at him, shaking her head a tiny bit.

"No-no. It's just... been a while... don't worry." She put an arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him down for a kiss, but he broke it off. His eyebrows still furrowed with concern.

"I don't follow..." Hitomi broke eye contact with him, her voice clearing a little.

"Look... my last, he wasn't..." Her cheeks reddened, "... not nearly as big as you, okay?" L opened his mouth to reply, but she pulled him into another short kiss. "And if you don't shut up right now, I'll never make you another cake again."

"I thought I told you not to threaten me."

"L!" She moaned, a smile still managing to come through.

***

She lay looking up at the ceiling, the steady rise and fall of her breathing making the shadows on the sheets shift gently. L was on his side, his eyes barely open as he watched her drift between sleep and consciousness. One of her hands lay carelessly across her stomach, the other loosely clenched between them. He lifted one of his own hands, running his fingertips lightly down her arm, the sensation rousing her. Hitomi moved her arm away from him, blinking her eyes slowly into focus.

"What time is it?" she mumbled.

"Three fifty four." She rolled onto her stomach with a groan, not wanting to fully wake up yet. "How are you?" Hitomi buried her face into her pillow, still speaking lowly.

"Tired." She turned her head back toward L as she felt him pull the covers higher onto her back and rest his hand there. "Good. Great. I'm great." She smiled sheepishly. "How are you?"

"Tired." He smirked, and Hitomi thought for a moment he seemed about to say something else, but dismissed it as drowsiness.

"L-san, maybe you should... um, go back to your room." He closed his eyes and rolled onto his back.

"I don't have to. If you want me to stay, I will." He looked over from the corner of his eye to see her shake her head.

"No, I think it'll be better if you go." He started to sit up, and she laid a hand on his arm, stopping him for a moment. "Not that I don't want you to stay, it's just... if Raito wakes up in the morning and you're in bed with me..." L swung his legs over the side of the bed and pulled his boxers then his jeans back on, then stood slowly. He turned back to the bed and leaned over it, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead.

"I understand. You'd at the very least have to be dismissed from the investigation, if not re-investigated for seducing me. I'll go." He bent to pick up his shirt, pulling it on as he walked toward the door. He paused halfway out, just before closing the door behind him, and said, "We're contacting the task force at eight. Oyasuminasai."

"Oyasuminasai," Hitomi grumbled, burying her face back into the pillow. She closed her eyes, but already knew that she wouldn't get any sleep before the morning's business. Turning onto her side and scooting within reach of her alarm clock, she turned up the music slightly, unable to keep a small smile off her lips as she curled up in the warm spot L had left in the bed. Her mind ran over and over the past hours as as vaguely cheesy, yet cute song lulled her into a drowse.

'Maybe I wanna be your girl... maybe baby, Maybe all I need is you...'

A/N: haha! cheesy enough for you? well, i thought it was kinda cute, despite its cheesiness, and despite my lack of ability to provide a good lemon for the strange, strange readers... but don't worry! the cuteness shall not overwhelm! please review!