Dirty Little Secret
ChipsAhoypup
Disclaimer: I don't own the song, which is only the title of this fic. Also, I don't own any of the Death Note characters, the plot of Death Note, or anything mentioned in the story for that matter.
A/N I'm sorry. I just had to.
It was a month before the whole cherry-juice-on-the-shirt, explanation-of-the-laundry-trauma incident. L and Light, of course, had no idea that it was to come. If Light had known, he would've thought twice before doing what he did that night.
In truth, Light used to do it every night, before the cameras were inserted. Once he figured out that there were cameras in nearly every corner of his room, he knew that he couldn't do that anymore.
But now, Light was in a room chained to a sleeping L. The L. The one who had put the cameras in his room that had stopped him from doing that before.
Light inspected the detective. His eyes were closed. His breathing was slow and even.
He must be asleep, Light thought. It was more of a desperate hope. He knew that L rarely slept. But everyone had to sleep at some point or another… right?
Light crept towards the mirror, pinching the chain at every step so that it wouldn't clink into itself and wake his partner up.
It seemed like it had been an hour before he reached the mirror. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief when he finally got there. He stole a glance towards L, just to confirm that the insomniac really was asleep.
Well, his breathing was still even and his eyes were still closed.
(A/N This WHOLE next part was all what The iPod Addict wrote. Thanks for helping me out, The iPod Addict. ^^)
Light smiled. Perfect. Opening the closet, Light pulled out one of Misa's girlier dresses. Taking off his shirt and sliding them over his boxes- since that's what he usually wears to bed- he slipped on the pink dress. That had bejewels on it that sparkled. It made him feel like Edward Cullen, which made him smile like an idiot. He didn't care what anyone said, real vampires do sparkle. Stephanie Meyer said so.
He grabbed his hairbrush from the dresser and held it close to his chest. When was the last time he did this anyway? He brushed the bristles to his seemingly 'long lost' friend. Well, all that matters is that he can now. Reaching over, Light turned the radio on, the volume low. Turning back to L, he figured the detective was still asleep by the slow rising and falling of his chest.
Then, the music started playing.
Light had to hold in a fangirl- uh, fanboy squeal when he heard the familiar tune playing. It was one of his favorite songs!! Along with the singer, Light began saying the words:
The kisses of the sun
Were sweet; I didn't blink
I let it in my eyes
Like an exotic drink
The radio playing songs
That I have never heard
I don't know what to say
Oh not another word just
Lala la lala!
He started swaying his hips, looking in the mirror but instead of seeing his reflection, he saw millions of fans screaming for him. Which made his smile turn from idiotic to drunken.
Inside an empty room
My inspiration flows
Now wait to hear the tune
Around my head it goes
The magic melody
You want to sing with me
Just la la la la la
the music is the key
And now the night is gone
Still it goes on and on
So deep inside of me
I long to set it free
I don't know what to do
Just can't explain to you
I don't know what to say
Oh not another word
In the bed, L laid there, utterly confused. Was Light-kun singing?
...Apparently, he was.
But did it have to be that song?! L couldn't have thought of a song more fit for someone named Yagami, especially when you spell such backwards.
Of course, that fact alone didn't prove Light was gay.
However, now with the SINGING... L couldn't tell anymore.
Just la la la la la
It goes around the world
Just la la la la la
It's all around the world
Just la la la la la
And everybody's singing
La la la la la
And now the bells are ringing
Now that the detective thought about it, he's never seen a male spend more time in the bathroom than Light.
The kisses of the sun
La la la la la
It goes around the world
Just la la la la la
It's all around the world
Just la la la la la
And everybody's singing
La la la la la
And now the bells are ringing
Good, at least the song was over. There's no way the next song could be any more girly than this one.
For once in his life, the great detective L was wrong.
I hopped off the plane at LAX
with a dream and my cardigan
welcome to the land of fame excess, (woah)
am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous
My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
and a Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on
As Light danced and sung in front of the mirror to his adoring fans- which all just happened to look like Mikami- L was debating whether or not he should suffocate himself with the pillow under his head.
An idea popped into his head, one that made him smirk evilly.
As the song finished, Light bowed, causing the chain to clank a little. Turning wide-eyed to L, he saw the pale man move a little. He turned off the radio, practically ripped off the dress and threw it in the closet, and ran over to the bed. Pausing, he gently laid down, not wanting L to sense the movement.
L, however, already knew the boy was up. He didn't 'wake up' when he felt the sinking of the bed. He just continued to breath evenly and feign sleep. Instead, he just kept thinking of more and more ways this could be used as blackmail. He thanked God that he had cameras all over the Task Force building, even this room.
Oh, this was going to be sweet.
Poor, poor imagaY-kun.
A/N Thanks again, The iPod Addict. ^^
Hope you readers enjoyed. :3