A/N: Yay. More doll L! Sorry guys, I was really trying to finish Distractions off so I would have something completed. But doll L is so cute. I could never abandon him. :D It looks like L and Light are finally getting along now.
Disclaimer: I don't own L or Light…
Light woke up in the middle of the night with his stomach growling. He belatedly remembered that he had skipped dinner. Light rolled out of bed to find L crouched at the corner of the nightstand, staring at him unblinkingly.
"That's creepy, you know," Light hissed. "Don't you ever sleep?"
"No," L murmured. "It is more satisfying to watch Raito-kun sleep."
Light muttered under his breath about L being a pervert. "Okay, I'm going to get something to eat," Light said a little bit louder. "Stay hidden."
"I wish to come with you. I am hungry as well."
"You're hungry now? At two in the morning?"
"Indeed. If I am to stay awake all night, I will need to eat more."
"You don't have to stay awake all night."
"Yes, I do. If someone feels the need to walk into your room, I need to be prepared to make myself scarce."
"Well, whatever. You can come if you want." Light held out his hand to L.
L walked onto Light's flat palm. "How hospitable of you."
"Well, I'll warn you now. There aren't any Skittles in this house."
"I do not survive solely on Skittles." L sounded offended.
"Well, you like candy, right?"
"Yes, I am very fond of sweets."
Light scratched his head. "Well, we don't have much in the way of sweets. There's probably a few cookies and some soda. But you can't eat a lot of that or it'll look suspicious."
"I don't eat much," L said cheerfully.
"Two bags of Skittles is a lot for such a little guy."
"One and three quarters," L said indignantly. "You ate some as well."
"That's still a lot," Light insisted. "Mom's going to notice if all the cookies go missing. After all, we only have a couple. Are you sure you won't eat something else that no one will notice? Like chips maybe?"
L hesitated. "I could help hide how much I eat. But you must promise me that I can eat sweets, not chips."
Light padded down the hallway, lowering his voice as he passed Sayu's room. "What are you going to do?"
"Would you make me a cupcake?" L inquired.
"Not now," Light hissed. "It's the middle of the night."
"Oh, perhaps during the day then. I wish to enchant it."
"So you want an enchanted cupcake? What the fuck is that?"
"If I enchant it, it will prove to be twice as filling as a normal cupcake."
"That's kind of a weird power to have. Helpful, yes, but weird for an avenger to have."
L shrugged. "It has come in handy several times. My old masters considered me a toy for sexual amusement and did not feed me properly. I enchanted whatever they gave me."
"Well, if you do that enchanting business, maybe you can survive on one bag of Skittles a day. It'll save me money at school. After all, they don't have cupcakes there."
L nodded. "I will be content with that. But in the meantime, we must make do with what is in your kitchen."
Light padded over to the fridge and pulled it open. He hadn't turned on the light in the kitchen so he could only see by the dim glow from inside the fridge.
"Fruit punch?" L inquired, pointing at a large bowl of red liquid.
"I guess," Light muttered. "They must have made it while I was asleep. It wasn't in here this morning."
"I will taste it and make sure it's not tomato juice," L murmured.
Light fished out a tiny medicine dropper from a drawer. He took a few drops of the liquid and dripped it into L's mouth.
"Yes, definitely punch," L murmured. "Cherry, raspberry, pineapple…maybe a little bit of pear."
"That sounds like a weird combination," Light muttered.
"No, it is delicious," L said cheerfully. "Find me something which I can use as a cup."
"Finding something that small will be hard. Maybe a bottle cap?"
L shrugged. "Considering that I can hold a Skittle in two cupped hands, a bottle cap will be about the size of a plate to me. But I will certainly drink that much. It is quite delicious."
Light searched through the pantry until he found a small bottle cap. He dipped the bottle cap into the punch and set it on the counter beside L.
L leaned down and cautiously dipped a finger into his makeshift cup. He slowly lifted the bottle cap up to his mouth and sipped from it. L smiled. 'It's good."
"Well, that should fill you up. I'll just have a bag of chips." L rifled through the pantry until he found a bag of barbeque chips. He opened the bag and started to munch on them. "Are you sure you don't want to try one? You might like it."
"Shhurrre," L murmured.
Light quickly backed out of the pantry and almost dropped his chips. L was standing on the counter, swaying uncertainly as he looked down at the ground.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Light demanded.
L lifted his head and gazed at Light with glassy, unfocused eyes. "Cffeeene," L mumbled.
"Caffeine? Hell no. You're drunk. What else did you drink?"
"Punch drunk," L said cheerfully.
"Goddamn it," Light snarled. He dipped the bottle cap in the punch and sipped it. "Yeah, there's alcohol in this stuff. Why'd you drink it?"
L shrugged and wobbled. "Taste funny."
"Yeah, you dumbass. You're shitfaced drunk. It's like me drinking this whole bowl."
L took a step to one side and promptly fell over.
"You're absolutely hopeless." Light sighed. "We're going back to bed so you can sleep off your liquor."
Light scooped L into the palm of his hand. L rolled onto his side and snuggled into Light's palm.
"Stop wiggling," Light growled. He flipped L back onto his back.
L gazed at him innocently. "S'warm and cozee," he murmured. His eyes dropped to half-mast in contentment.
"Yeah, fine. Go to sleep."
"Can't," L whined. "Tummy feels funny."
"Don't you dare vomit on me," Light hissed.
L blinked at him blearily. "Not like that."
Light tapped a finger to L's stomach. "A good kind of funny?"
L wrapped his arms around Light's finger. "You're the besht masser I evur had," He murmured.
"Are you trying to hump my finger?" Light demanded angrily.
L looked hurt. "No, I'm giving a hug."
"But…you…you," Light spluttered. He gestured at L's crotch.
"Achol makes me armed-arm-armor-"
"Amorous?"
"Yes," L said happily. "Raito-kun is so purty." He nuzzled against Light's finger.
"Shut up," Light growled. "It's the alcohol talking."
L obligingly shu this mouth and gazed at Light adoringly. When he wasn't trying his best to annoy him, L was actually cute. Sickeningly so. No wonder his other masters…no, Light was not going to go there. He wasn't gay.
L trailed his finger down L's stomach, blushing at the hitch in L's breath and tiny whimper. No, no, no. Appearances were deceiving. L didn't really want this, no matter how he acted.
L's expression softened into hazy contentment. He let go of Light's finger, rolled to the side, and was asleep almost instantly.
"About goddamn time," Light growled. He reverently carried L back to his room and tucked L into his tissue bed. Light went back to sleep, for the first time feeling very confused about his sexuality.