A/N: Hi out there, all my loyal readers and reviewers. :D Anyway…I'm going to be starting up with school again, so that means less free time to write and work on stories. Don't worry…I'll try to get a new chappie done as soon as there are 10 reviews per chapter and…as soon as all my homework and stuff gets done.
Disclaimer: I don't own L or Light…but we did name a bunny L.
Luckily for Light, the bathroom in the K building was just a small room with a toilet, trash can, and a sink. Light locked himself in the bathroom, set L down on the sink, and proceeded to kick the trash can and scream obscenities.
L was not impressed. "Are you quite finished, Raito-kun?"
"Yes," Light growled, giving the overturned trash can a last murderous glare.
"I cannot fathom why you are so upset, Raito-kun. There seems to be no problem."
"Yes there is! Damn Misa trying to throw herself on me."
"You have successfully thwarted that attempt, Raito-kun. I do not see why you are still upset."
"You don't understand! She's not going to give up on me, you know." Light squirted a generous portion of aloe into the toilet and flushed it. "She won't stop with the aloe. She'll keep fussing over me and I'm going to have to pretend to be grateful and put up with it."
"Why do you need to do that? Just tell her that you're fine and you don't need any help."
"I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"It's complicated, okay?"
L frowned. "I had assumed you to be an intelligent individual, capable of logical thought, but this makes no sense to me. Perhaps I was mistaken."
"It makes perfect sense. She's supposedly the most attractive girl in school."
"Is that so? Sorry, I didn't get a good look at her."
"Shut up. And I'm supposedly the most attractive guy."
L arched an eyebrow. "Supposedly?"
Light grinned. "Okay, so I am the most attractive guy in school. Everyone naturally thinks Misa and I would make a great couple."
"That doesn't mean you have to date her."
"I know. But every guy in school thinks she's hot. If I turn her down, they'll think I'm gay."
L shrugged. "If you find another girlfriend, you can explain that you are attracted to brains and not looks."
"But I don't like chicks," Light protested.
L stared at Light blankly. "You dislike females, but you insist that you're not gay?"
"I don't like guys either," Light hissed. "I'm not gay."
"You must be very lonely if you don't like anybody."
Light sneered. "I don't want a doll telling me about relationships. All you know about is how to get yourself fucked in the ass."
"That's right. All I can tell you is how to get yourself raped. However, that might be good for you since you're so uptight."
Light scooped L off the sink, stood him in the palm of his hand and lifted him to eye level. "Say that again to my face," Light snarled, glaring at L menacingly.
L pointed a finger at him. "You are a spoiled brat. You are egotistical, obnoxious, and very rude. It would be good for you to be raped so your attitude would-"
Light had heard enough. He tipped his hand, causing L to lose his balance and fall on his butt. L frowned. "That was uncalled for."
"Well, being bitchy to me was uncalled for too," Light snapped.
L suddenly paused and cocked his head to one side. "What is that sound?"
"Aw shit, break's over. Now get back in there and behave!" Light angrily dropped L back into his pocket.
Light still looked furious as he went on to his next class. Most of the students that begged Light for help with their chemistry labs avoided him. Even the teacher stopped calling on him.
Even though Light was still mad that L had the gall to say such things to him, it felt strangely exhilarating. Light had never had someone to argue with before. No one dared stand up to him. It was certainly something new and exciting, while at the same time infuriating. How interesting.
A few minutes before lunch time, L started to kick Light's leg from inside the pocket. Light patted the side of his pants, found L, and pinched L's leg as hard as he could.
The bell rang for lunch and Light leisurely made his way to the lunch tables, making sure to sit all by himself at the farthest table. He ignored L, who was now poking him and opened a container of instant ramen and began to eat.
"Let me have some of your lunch," L hissed.
"I'm not putting noodles in my pocket. That would make a filthy mess."
"Buy me more Skittles?"
Light groaned. "Okay, fine. At least you're cheap."
Light walked back to the vending machine and bought another bag of Skittles. He opened the bag and put it in L's pocket.
L squealed joyfully. "So many Skittles," L said happily. "It'll take me awhile to eat them all."
"You better finish them all by class time," Light warned. "I don't want to hear any rustling while I'm in class."
"Can I just save the rest for later?"
"Yes," Light growled. The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. He wrestled the bag away from L and stuck in his other pocket. L made a disappointed noise and curled up in a ball.
Light made it through another hour of his history class before L started kicking him again. Light excused himself to go to the bathroom, and gave L back the Skittles. When he made it back to class, he put his head down on the desk and stayed that way for the rest of the day.
Light's mother was there to greet Light when he came home. She beamed at Light. "How's my honors student doing? Did you have a good day at school?"
"Yeah…just great," Light muttered. He walked upstairs to his room and flopped down on his bed. It had been a long day.