L walked down the hall and opened Light's door. He was asleep as usual. It's been three days since Light regained his memories, Matt was still in the hospital with no change and Ryuk had raided every single grocery store with in the area and had stolen all of their apples. L resumed his daily routine that was checking up on Light then going down stairs and making some tea. He usually made breakfast for Light, but he was feeling really sluggish and tired. He was supposed to be getting a call from Mello soon concerning Matt. That made L anxious.

After he made his tea he walked back into the living room and sat on the couch in the living room stirring his tea as he dropped in three cubes of sugar and watching them dissolve before adding in three more cubes. Behind him he heard the Shinigami panting heavily as he writhed on the table behind L. Ryuk had literally eaten every apple in the grocery stores in the area and was now going through his "withdrawal" symptoms. He was stretched across the table distorting his body into odd shapes. L was getting annoyed by it which was rare for him. "It's your own fault," L said.

Ryuk groaned, "Easy for you to say. Apples are different for you. What if you couldn't eat sugar anymore?"

"I've had to endure," L sipped his tea. "I had diabetes at one point… but I overcame it."

"Huh? You can't overcome diabetes it is incurable." Ryuk tilted his head to the side.

"You can get over such tragedies with the right brain power. Then one day I was told that I now was a borderline diabetic, so I ate as much sugar as possible and then discovered that if you—"

"You don't make any sense…"

"…That was supposed to be a joke, Ryuk."

"Could've fooled me," Ryuk chuckled then groaned as his body became a pretzel.

"I'm sure it would be hard to believe for some people." L said taking another sip of his tea.

Light yawned as he entered the living room rubbing his eyes. "Good morning…" He sighed as he stumbled into the room.

"Light would you believe me if I told you I was a borderline diabetic?"

Light paused. Random question first thing in the morning. "I'm sure it's possible, but I don't exactly believe it."

"It was a joke…" L scowled into his tea."

"You shouldn't joke about something like that, Ryuzaki. It's not fair to the people who have diabetes. Borderline or not."

L rolled his eyes, "You're right. Stupid little—"

"What was that?"

"What I didn't hear anything."

Light arched one of his eye brows, "Okay… Hey, what's for breakfast?"

"I didn't make anything… but you can make something if want to."

Light got cold and still. He gulped, but L didn't notice. "Umm… Yeah I'll make breakfast… and it'll be ten times better than that crap you make for me." He flinched. Great Light, you've just created a challenge. You know you can't cook. When Light lost his memories he really didn't know how to use a stove. However, Light really didn't know how to cook. Period. He knew he was in deep water when he challenged L.

"Oh really? Well go right ahead. I didn't know you were such a good cook. I'll just let you cook our meals from now on." L wasn't trying to sound smug. He wished Light actually had told him sooner. He hated cooking.

Light apprehensively walked into the kitchen. "D-do you want anything?"

L thought for a moment, "What are you making?"

"…Pancakes…"

L's eyes sparkled. Pancakes = syrup. Mmmm… "One please!"

Light started getting out ingredients. Ryuk turned back to L and chuckled, "What was that you said about anyone believing it?"

L turned and glared at him, "Shut up."

"What the fuck? Who the hell are you people? Get your fucking hands off of me!" The familiar red head said after he opened his eyes. He saw two men and three women in scrubs standing over him with clip boards in their hands. They pinned Matt down when he began to struggle. "Let go of me!"

Mello's ears perked up when he heard the familiar voices shouting in Matt's room. He was in the waiting room and he ran to Matt's door when he heard Matt's voice. "Mattie?"

Matt turned his head to who ever called him, "Mello?"

"Matt!" Mello ran pushing past the nurses and pouncing on Matt. He buried his head in Matt's neck and smiled fighting back tears. "Don't ever scare me like that again, Matt. Don't you dare."

"W-what's going on?"

"Matt," Mello cuddled closer to Matt remembering how warm he always was. "I missed you."

Matt arched one of his eyebrows and scanned the room. He noticed the doctors giving them funny looks and then the blood that was being pumped into his arm. "Wait. Why the hell am I in the hospital?"

Mello lifted his head up and smiled at him and whispered, "I almost lost you there, Mail Jeevas."

Matt blushed and whispered back, "I-I told you not to call me that, Mihael Keehl!"

Mello smirked, "I know." Mello kissed Matt letting his hands tangle in Matt's hair.

One of the doctors cleared his throat making both of them pause. Mello looked up at the doctors and nurses giving them curious looks. He heard one of the nurses whisper, "Aren't they brothers?" Mello's face turned bright red as he lifted himself off of Matt's bed.

"Uh… I'll explain everything when they leave. I gotta go for a little while."

Matt frowned but nodded, "Fine." He put his index finger on the bottom part of his left eye and pulled it down while sticking out his tongue.

Mello did the same thing as he left the room. He smiled. Matt was awake! Meaning he wasn't going to die! So what now? He growled under his breath as he waited for the doctors to leave. He wanted to see Matt…

What's taking him so long? L thought to himself as he stared at the clock. He's been in the kitchen for almost forty five minutes. Pancakes only take about five to cook… L sighed as he stood up from the couch. Ryuk didn't pay him any attention as he now slinked along the floor. He walked into the kitchen to check on Light.

Light was standing by a bowl mixing some ingredients together. He had some type of green mush cooking in a pan and it looked as if it would turn black at any moment. L rushed to turn off the stove. "What are you doing?" L yelled when he grabbed the mush off of the stove.

Light arched one of his eye brows. "I guess the eggs are done," He laughed nervously as he gave L a sheepish look.

L looked mortified as he stared back into the green mush. Eggs? "Well, this is clearly inedible." L dumped the eggs into a trash can and placed the pan in the sink. He looked over Light's shoulder at the thick, white mixture in the mixing bowl. L dipped his finger and tasted it. He winced. It was bitter and dry and sticky. It felt like glue in his mouth. "W-what is this?"

"Pancake mix," Light said, "though I can't seem to make it thinner."

"No, I mean, what did you put in this?"

"Some flour and eggs and sugar…"

L could see a brown box beside Light that had a bag leaning against it. "Light, isn't this made from a box?"

"Yeah…" Light said looking at his feet.

"You know the only thing you put into a box made mix is water or milk right?"

"…Oh…" Light blushed slightly. He felt embarrassed because he had just made a fool of himself. "Uh… yeah I kind of lied when I told you I could cook."

L rolled his eyes, "Idiot… I know you hate feeling inferior to people, but don't challenge someone when you know you can't do something. You could have burnt down the house or gotten hurt or—"

"I know, L…"

L froze and blushed slightly remembering something. I'll call you Lawliet when I'm mad at you, Ryuzaki is normal, and L when I'm happy or on holidays, okay? L walked over to the fridge and brushed off the memory. Those days are long gone… L got a bottle of syrup out of the fridge. That was really the only reason why he wanted pancakes in the first place, but since Light messed them up…

L opened the top of the syrup and poured it into his mouth. Light arched one of his eyebrows and gave L a look of disgust. "Hey Ryuzaki, can I have some of that?" L tilted his head to one side but handed Light the syrup. Light chugged some of it, but grimaced, "Too sweet!" He smacked his lips and looked back at L. Light smiled, "Do you want it back?"

L nodded curiously.

Light help the bottle over L's head and let the sticky sugar fall on his hair. Light laughed cruelly, "There you go!"

L wiped the syrup out of his eyes. "Why did you do that?"

Light shrugged, "I was bored."

L scowled at him then looked to the bowl of (a failed attempt at) pancake mix. "Then allow me to return the sentiment." L picked up the bowl and dumped its contents over Light's head. The sticky what mess fell on Light's hair and rolled on his shoulders and down his back.

Light's eyes widened, "My hair! This is going to ruin my hair!"

"That's funny. You didn't even think about what syrup would do to my hair," L tugged at his bangs.

"That's different. You're hair always looks like crap. I take time on mine!"

L sighed leaning against the counter tops, "Well that raises my self esteem…"

"I have to get it out quick!" Light ran over to the sink and started running the water.

"Light, this is ridiculous! You can just take a shower." L turned off the sink and grabbed Light's arm, "C'mon…"

L led light up to the bathroom. He tugged at Light's arm, "Go on and get in. I'll be right back."

"Like hell you—"

"I'm just going to get you a towel, Light. I have no intensions of feeling you up this early in the morning…"

Light gaped at him blushing madly, "Don't say things like that you pervert."

"Oh, please Light… Now will you try to cooperate? I need to wash my hair too."

L left to go get two towels. One for him and one for Light, of course. He returned to pick up Light's clothes and put them into the washing machine. He discarded his own shirt into the machine. He walked back into the bathroom and contemplated his hair. It was thick and sticky. L frowned at his hair. He actually liked his hair, even though he never paid much attention to his hair. He still cared about it as much as the next guy.

Light stepped out of the shower and jumped when he saw L staring at him from the mirror. "R-Ryuzaki!" Light grabbed the shower curtain and hid himself. "W-why are you in here?"

L hid the smirk that was forming on his lips. He thought Light looked adorable when he acted modestly. "Light, you got that out faster than I thought you would." L started unbuckling his pants and slid his jeans down to his ankles.

Light turned dark red, "Y-you don't wear underwear?"

"From time to time." L said stepping out of his pants and walking over to Light and handed him his towel. "You should learn to respect your elders," L said inches from Light's face.

Light turned away, "J-just go take a shower…"

L nodded and started scrubbing the syrup out of his hair when he stepped into the shower. He got out quickly. At least until he was sure the syrup was out of his hair. He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Light was at the mirror fixing his hair. He had the white towel wrapped securely around his waist and he scowled when L came out of the shower. "Thank you for the warm greeting. Why are you still in here?"

"I'm trying to fix my hair…I can't believe you did that."

L picked up his towel and started drying off his hair.

"You could at least apologize…"

"If I remember correctly you poured syrup on me." L replied wrapping up in his towel. "Therefore you should apologize."

Light fought the urge to growl at him. He turned and put on one of his best fake smiles, "You're right. I'm sorry."

L Glared at him, "Only say it if you mean it you liar."

Light frowned, "Fine, get dressed."

"You really should learn how to respect your elders. You're really going to start telling me what to do?"

Light didn't know why this was amusing him. He could tell they both were joking, but he wasn't supposed to feel this relaxed with L. He was trying to kill him, after all.

L's phone started ringing. L sighed picking up his jeans, that were still on the floor, and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Hello?"

"Come to the hospital—"

L blinked. Random call, but he knew it was Mello just by his voice. L closed his cell phone. "Get dressed. We're going to the hospital."

"Huh? Why?" Light asked confused by L's abruptness.

"That was Mello. He said to come down there."

"Did he say how Matt was doing?"

"Oh so you care?"

"No!" Light lied crossing his arms.

"He didn't say anything about Matt. Now go get dressed!"

Light stomped out of the room and pretended to be angry, "Don't tell me what to do!"

L rolled his eyes. He could tell Light was putting on an act. He wished he'd just come out about his feelings. This was just getting annoying to see him like this and, as all people react, every time he saw Light he wanted to tackle him. He was going to have to hold back all his emotions if he was going to make any progress with Light.

Right now he focused all his attention on Matt. He hoped he was okay. L wasn't exactly clear about whether he'd woken up or not. He pulled on his jeans and ran back to Light's room in hopes to find more clothes.

Mwahahahaahaha! TBC

OMG I can't believe I'm on chapter 20 already! Wow. I thank all of those who have reviewed, favorited, and read the story. lolz I hope to be posting soon. Thanks for everything! Hope you enjoyed. I'm getting to the lemons, but you have to wait ;P BYE!