A/N: I'd like you all to know that…I'm not just lazy. I have issues to. My main issue being the fact that my computer has parental control on it that blocks fanfiction. I have to have a friend post stuff for me. If anyone really wants to ask a question in their reviews or in PMs, you gotta e-mail me so I can actually reply, cause I can't ask my buddy to reply to everything.
Distractions: I don't own L…it's a good thing for L.
Light hated waiting. He was a powerful, important person. People did not keep him waiting because when Light was mad, negotiations tended to sour very quickly. Things got done quickly and smoothly. Light was called in and Light politely handled the situation. If Light wasn't called in when the situation first arose, Light was annoyed. If they waited until things got ugly before calling him in, there was really nothing he could do. Light liked to be informed of any development immediately. The fact that L refused to talk to him was taking a toll on Light's patience. Light was also very concerned for L. It seemed like a grave situation that needed to be dealt with right away and unless L told him what was wrong, there was no way to fix it.
L avoided Light as often as he could. If Light ran into L on the way home, L hurried away like he had never seen Light in his life. It was all very concerning.
One day, walking home muttering about how stubborn L was, Light ran into one of L's uke coworkers, literally. Matsuda was very kind and understanding, but basically an idiot. Matsuda had tripped somehow and crashed into him, knocking everything from Light's arms.
Matsuda hurriedly began picking up everything, apologizing profusely.
"It's alright, Matsuda,' Light growled. 'It's fine."
Matsuda blinked. "Oh, you know me? Who are you again?"
"I'm Ryuuzaki's husband."
"Ohhh," Matsuda said, nodding. "I feel really bad for you. I mean, you must be going through such a hard time and then I come and mess up your day like this. I really am very sorry."
"What are you talking about?" Light growled.
Matsuda ducked his head. "I mean, with Ryuuzaki. It must be so hard on you both. I feel for you, really."
"You know what's wrong with Ryuuzaki?" Light demanded.
Matsuda scurried to his feet, looking frightened. "He hasn't told you?"
"No, but you certainly will," Light growled.
Matsuda backed away. "If he hasn't told you, I don't think I should."
'What's going on with my husband?" Light snarled, a fist raised.
Matsuda squeezed his eyes shut as though preparing for a blow. "He was raped, okay? That's all Ryuuzaki told me. He cried for an hour when he told us down at the club."
Light lowered his arm. "He told you but he wouldn't tell me?"
"I don't know why!" Matsuda squeaked. "I'm sorry!" he hurried off, nearly stumbling again.
Light gritted his teeth. Well, now he knew what was wrong with L, but it didn't make him any happier. He was mad that L wouldn't tell him but he would tell his fellow ukes. But what made Light really furious was that someone would dare do such a thing to his L. When he found out who had raped L, they were going to pay.
When L came home that night at midnight, Light was still awake, waiting for L. L looked slightly off-guard when he saw that Light was till up.
"Good evening, Raito-kun," L murmured. "I'm just going off to bed now. Good night."
"When were you planning on telling me?" Light demanded.
L blinked. "Telling you what?"
'About how that fucking scumbag raped you," Light hissed.
Alarm registered briefly in L's eyes. 'Who told you?" he rasped.
"Matsuda. So you felt fine crying about it with him and you leave me in the dark."
L sighed. "I'm sorry, Raito-kun. I just didn't want it to come between us."
"So what was I supposed to think when you don't want to have sex with me anymore? Was I supposed to blame myself?"
"It's not like that," L whispered.
"Ryuuzaki, I barely know you anymore. Come here. We need to talk." Light grabbed L's hand to pull him towards the couch.
L screamed and yanked his hand back, breathing rapidly. "Don't touch me!"
Light stood stunned, hurt in his eyes. "Who did this to you, Ryuuzaki?" he whispered. "Who could hurt you this badly?"
L crawled onto the couch next to Light, sitting carefully apart from him. "It was not a sole person, but a group. They took turns holding me down and…" L's voice trailed off.
Rage burned in Light's eyes. "We have to get justice for you. We're reporting this. No one has a right to do this to you."
"Raito-kun, please don't do this," L pleaded. "They are friends of yours."
Light froze. "What?" he asked hoarsely.
A sad smiled stretched across L's face. "I'm afraid I cannot tell you the names of the perpetrators because it will affect your work habits. Good night, Raito-kun."