AN: So... think this chapter had enough buildup? Lol. Hope it's satisfying! Happy reading!

L POV

"Should we continue now, or do you wish to wallow in your denial for a while longer?" I whispered, internally smirking as his flustered yet guarded eyes slowly softened into an abashedly submissive gaze.

He parted his delicate lips, and breathed "I-"

SLAM

"L! I-" I grit my teeth in annoyance as a shrill voice cut him off. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"

Judging from the impulsive and crude response, I deducted that the untimely intruder was Mello.

Not bothering to glance behind me to confirm my suspicions, I amused myself by watching Light's reaction to my vexing successor and, from what I assumed, his techno-savvy friend behind him. It truly was an amazing sight, observing how the cherry red color of Light's cheeks found a way to deepen further. His glassy eyes widened in horror, allowing the honey hues to swirl with his deep chestnut. Marvelous... And his lips, slightly parted from the fumbled beginnings of his sentence were still so close. If I were to lean in just a little...

"L..." Light's voice wafted though my fantasy. "Uh, y-your successors."

"I am not willing to acknowledge children who enter my room without knocking."

I assumed that the feral growl erupting from the other side of the room was courtesy of Mello.

"Chill man," another voice murmured. I wasn't surprised in the least that my assumption about Matt's presence was validated.

"NO! SHUT THE FUCK UP, MATT!"

I was, however, quite astonished when I found myself forcibly tossed to the ground by the blonde firecracker. I looked up to scold the young teen, only to find his attention (for once) was directed away from myself. Mello's full concentration was on a boy three inches taller and five years older than himself that he had managed to pin to the wall. Anger bubbled in my chest as Light thrashed about, unable to free himself from the younger boy's grasp, or allow his feet contact with the ground.

"You. Will. Stay. Away," he growled.

"Mello..." I warned.

A small flash of insight lit Light's face, and he allowed his struggling limbs to fall limp. "You have nothing to worry about." My breath caught in my throat. Only Light Yagami could muster such a rich, silky voice in such a predicament. "Your little crush came on to me. But don't worry, I'm straight and I have a girlfriend. Perhaps L would prefer being with a fag like you."

D-did Light just reject me... and inadvertently call me a pedophilic fag?

"YOU have a girlfriend? I'm not surprised pretty-boy. Nice cover-up."

"I couldn't help but notice that you chose to further assert that I was gay, rather than deny that you were."

"I have nothing against gays, asshole! You can go off and fuck whatever you want!"

"Except L, right? You'd rather fuck him."

"What the hell!" Mello slammed Light into the ground. "Do I look like a perverted freak who would dare touch the greatest detective in the world?"

Light grunted and smirked in a poor attempt to hide his pained grimace. "But that doesn't stop you from fantasizing about it, does it?"

"Didn't you say you were friends? You shouldn't feel that way about him!"

"You shouldn't want to be with a guy!" Light hissed back.

"You shouldn't want to jeopardize your friendship!" Mello began to pace the room.

"You need to forget about him, or you'll never be perfect!"

"He could never love you! You'd only hurt him!" Mello slammed his fist into the wall and glared out the window.

"He's too obsessed with his work to care about you, anyway!" Light buried his face in his hands.

"He's trapped in his own little world!" Mello's screaming had taken on a different tone, as if he had forgotten the subject of his argument.

"You shouldn't even be sleeping in the same bed as him!" Now that I thought about it, Light, too, appeared to be talking more to himself than to his attacker.

"You shouldn't want to sleep in the same bed as him!" I cocked my head to the side. The two geniuses seemed to have lost the ability to successfully debate.

"You shouldn't think about him all the time!"

"You shouldn't wish he thought about you all the time!"

"You shouldn't wish you were a strawberry." WHAT?

"You shouldn't wish you were a gameboy."

"MELLO!" I tore my eyes from the rambling teens to face the small redhead standing in the doorway with his mouth hanging unhinged.

"What, Matt? I'm in the middle of something!" The blonde snapped his head from the window to glare at his best friend.

"Y-you," Matt paused and stepped into the room. "Do you even know what your talking about anymore, Mello?"

"Yes, you imbecile! I-" Mello paused for a moment, squeezing his eyes shut in deep thought. "L," he muttered. "L! L and that Japanese prick!" He whirled back on Light. "YOU'D BETTER STAY AWAY FROM HIM!"

"Mello!" I cut in, slowly rising to my feet.

"Oh, hey L," Mello smiled sheepishly and gave a half wave. I wondered if he had only just realized that I would not be happy with his outburst.

"You should know that you, or anyone else for that matter, have no influence over what I chose to do in my spare time, or with whom."

"Yeah, but-"

"L!" Light glared up at me. "Shouldn't I have a say?"

"No need," I murmured, bending down to lift him by his shirt, much in the same way that Mello had. I slowly pulled him closer.

"W-what are you doing?" he squeaked.

"Pretending you're a strawberry," I answered, keeping my voice completely devoid of sarcasm.

"Wha-" And then his lips were on mine. The cries of protest from a certain blonde were pushed entirely out of my mind. Light was everywhere, Light was everything... and only his lips were in contact with my own.

I moved against him gently, encouragingly. It didn't take long for him to drop his hands that were feebly pushing against my chest and to relax into the kiss, slowly moving his lips against my own. I released my hold on his shirt, bringing my hands up to cup his face. His lovely, beautiful gorgeous face.

He sighed as I caressed his cheek, drawing soft circles with my thumb. I smirked into his lips when I felt two tentative hands rest on my hips. Now that was more like it.

Soon, too soon, my burning lungs forcing me to pull away. Gasping for breath, a stared into Light's wide shimmering honey-brown eyes. He stared back for a moment, completely frozen, before taking in a sharp, desperate breath. He had forgotten to breath.

I trailed my fingers up his cheekbone, delighting in the deep cherry red that took the place of his previous strawberry hued blush. Funny, Light had tasted fruity too.

A low wolf whistle broke me out of my trance. I turned to see Matt, casually leaning against the door frame. "Hope you don't find this creepy, but that was damn hot."

"Matt!" Mello snapped, storming over to his best friend. The gamer's condescending smirk faltered as his arm was grabbed in a painful looking grip.

"Ow! Ow, Mello that hurts!" the gamer whined as he was dragged out of the room. "Mels, stop it!" his cries echoed through the halls.

I turned back to my captive love-interest. "So..." I prompted.

He opened his mouth.

Dontcha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

Where was that horrible and strange music coming from?

Dontcha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?

I looked questioningly at Light.

Dontcha, dontcha

"Uh... that's my cell."

Dontcha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?

I shook my head. "Oh, Light-kun..."

Dontcha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?

"Well you didn't like my other ringtone!"

Dontcha, dontcha

"Light-kun should answer his phone."

Dontcha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?

He tore himself away from me and crossed the room to retrieve the annoying item from the bedside table. I truly abhor cell phones.

Dontcha wish yo- "Hello? Oh, hi Misa... Yahuh... Yes, I'm listening! ...That's great ... I miss you too ...I don't know when! ...Sorry Misa I've got to go, bye." Light snapped the phone shut and glared at it. Odd. Usually Light gave a concerted effort to keep Misa pleased.

"Light-kun?" I questioned.

"L.. I can't... I mean, you can't... I mean we... I-"

"Light-kun isn't making any sense."

"Well that's your fault! Everything is all your fault! If you weren't... so... I-I have to go." the flustered teen turned towards the door.

"Light-kun is forgetting we're chained together."

"Oh..." he lowered his gaze to study his feet. "Well... we should just get to work," he whispered.

"Perhaps that would be best."

I walked over to my laptop, and opened it decidedly. For now we would work. I would allow Light time to gather his thoughts, to mull over the occurrences of this morning, and we would talk later. But this time, he will come to me. Yes, I thought to myself, as I studied Light's glassy eyes and lingering blush, he will most definitely come to me.

AN: YAY! They finally kissed! XD I think I deserve a cookie. That was the longest kissing scene I ever wrote! (considering it exceeded 2 sentences) Achem. Er... I'm getting better alright! I'm getting awfully close to 100 reviews (I KNOW RIGHT!?!?!) So guess what? The hundredth review gets chocolate licked by Mello, cake hugged by L, Light's favorite hair product, a lego chewed by Near, Matt's level 200 Pikachu, and gets to make a suggestion for this fic that I will most likely actually do! XD Too exciting to pass up, right? Better hit that magical review button, huh? ^.^ Ily guys!