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Light glared at L before punching him in the arm playfully.

"Hey, don't call me that," Light muttered and got in the limo. Laughing slightly, L followed Light into the limo, smiling at the other. He sat down opposite him and reached into the cabinet beside him. He picked out a drink and smiled at Light.

"Do you want anything. I don't think there's anything un-alcoholic here, but it's legal for you to drink anything you want to." He was starting to feel a little nervous again. He downed the martini in one gulp, reaching back to get more. "Want me to pour you something?"

"No, I'm fine but are you? I didn't know you could scull one of those like that," Light said in amazement. Blinking a few times, L smiled and nodded.

"Yeah..." He poured himself a drink and sculled it again. "I don't think I should though..." he mumbled, blinking as he swayed slightly. He put his glass down and smiled at Light, more than a little nervous. He'd never been on a date before, and he didn't know how to act. He knew he wanted to make this something special for Light, but he wasn't completely sure how they were now...

"No you shouldn't. L, I know you want to make this memorable for me, but you getting drunk won't help in making it a good one, just relax. I don't know what you're so worried about anyway," Light said leaning back against the chair. Smiling, L sighed and relaxed against his own chair.

"I want things to go right." He said with a smile, then a grimace, "And I tend to drink when I get nervous..."

"I didn't notice, but L, think about it. We are in a completely different country, we are going to a restaurant for dinner and, to make everything perfect, you're here. I don't know how things can get any 'righter' than that. Heck, we could be having dinner in a cheap hotel and it would still be perfect with you there." Light smiled and took L's hand in his own, squeezing it in a reassuring manner. "I love you." L smiled at Light, a little nervously.

"I guess..." He nodded, squeezing Light's hand. He then reached back for another drink. He drunk it in one large gulp again before looking at Light. "Sorry..." he mumbled.

Light frowned, almost pouting, "How high is your tolerance anyway? I don't want to be refused to be allowed in to eat because you got drunk." Smiling, L looked at his glass.

"Dunno.... I've never felt quite this nervous before... usually I don't feel the need for more than one or two..."

"Then will you stop please? I want you to actually remember this in the morning," Light said sounding slightly frustrated as he took the glass out of L's hand. "You haven't eaten in ages either so you will be even more affected than usual." L nodded, placing his head in his hands.

"Sorry," he mumbled, lifting his head to smile sheepishly. "Light..." he said softly, looking up and biting his lips. "Are you happy with me? I just- I'd do anything for you, I'd give you anything; just to make you happy."

"You are more than I would have ever dreamed of asking for in a lover. You don't have to do a single thing, give me a single thing, just stay with me. Just love me and that is all that I need to be happy for the rest of my life." Light replied, smiling back, unable to help himself.

"I still want to do things for you," L said with a smile. "Now, look outside." They were just passing the Eiffel tower, and it was night time. The city looked beautiful, lit up at night. Light gasped and nearly pressed his face against the window in child like delight.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. I always knew it would be, but not like this…"he trailed off, continuing to gaze out the window. L smiled, nodding.

"It is." He laughed slightly, " Just wait 'till you see our hotel suite," he grinned. Light turned his head back to look at L, his eyes drinking in the luminous pale skin, the dark eyes that reflected the city lights.

"It still won't be as beautiful as you."

Flushing red, L bit his lip and looked outside. He didn't know how to respond to that.

"I'll take you to America one day, you've got to see the Grand Canyon! And Niagara falls...." He grinned, "New Zealand is beautiful too. We can go there." He smiled, a hint of his excitement showing in his eyes. Light rolled his eyes and returned to looking out the window.

"Don't get too carried away," he joked.

"I want to show you the world," L said with a smile. "I have the money... and up to now, I've had no-one to really spend it on. Let me do this for you..."

"Ok, as long as you let me do something for you every once and a while," Light said, sighing in defeat.

L nodded. "Whatever you want to do," he said with a smile.

"Good because you spoil me too much," Light murmured.

"How can you spoil that which is closest to perfection?" L said with a smile. The limo stopped and the door opened. Smiling, L got out and looked at Light, extending arm out for Light to join him. The restaurant was large, and was at the base of the Eiffel tower. It was lit up with candles, and there were incense sticks everywhere. "What do you think?" Light looked around in complete awe.

"It's amazing… Th-thank you," he said breathlessly.

Light then turned to face L, his face glowing in pleasure. "No wonder this place is you favourite," he murmured. Smiling, L nodded, taking Light's arm and pulling him into the room. The woman there, she looked at L and smiled.

"Table for two?" She asked. L had booked previously, and she pushed them towards a table next to the window. Once seated, L looked at Light.

"I want to show you everything," He said, "All the wonders of the world. I want you to feel like you're a prince to be doted on." He took Light's hand. "I want you to feel loved."

"Not that I don't appreciate that, but I already feel loved by you and with every second I breathe I only feel more so. I hope you feel loved too, because I love you just as much," Light whispered and squeezed L's hand.

"Of course I love you," L said with a smile. "Do you think I'd do this for anyone I didn't love?" He shook his head and smiled. He sat down. When the waiter came, he spoke rapidly in French, placing his order before turning to Light. "What would you like?" He asked.

Light frowned, "You didn't answer my question." Grudgingly, he picked up the menu and after scanning it told L his decision.

"What question....?" L asked, confused. He gave the order to the waitress. It was quite quickly that the woman returned with some drinks. Smiling sheepishly, L took the alcoholic one and pushed it away from him slightly so that he was less tempted.

"I guess I should rephrase, do I make you feel loved?" Light asked his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip as he waited for L's answer. L paused, looking up in surprised.

"Of course," He said, blinking a few times. "Nobody's made me feel like you have, ever." He smiled softly. "You make me feel like everything is alright... That nothing will go wrong."

"I'm glad… Really, really glad," Light replied, returning the smile. "Just wondering, what do you think Mello, Matt and Near think of me so far?" Smiling, L shrugged, reaching for his drink. He drunk half of it in one go before putting it down again.

"They seem to like you. Thought Near is kind of indifferent, Mello just gets pissy and Matt hides everything with his games. They haven't hit you or anything, so they don't not like you..."

"Well I guess that's a good start," Light replied laughing. "So, any hints on how to get them to actually like me rather than just them 'not disliking' me?"

L shrugged. "I'm not sure. Just... be yourself. And maybe give Mello some chocolate. You have no hope of changing Near's mind, he's one of those people. If you make Mello like you, Matt will like you too," He said. He grabbed his drink and went to drink it but stopped himself, instead looking at the drink and then putting it down without taking a drink. He sighed and looked at Light. "You don't have to worry about the boys. The fact that Mello doesn't hate you is a good thing. You're probably the only adult that he doesn't hate bar me."

"It's funny but I thought I was actually making progress with Near at least," Light replied frowning. "I mean, until I left he was the only person I could spend time with since I couldn't talk you, Matt or Mello and Watari was always busy. As for Mello not hating me, I see your point. I doubt that it would be a very pleasant thing to be hated by him."

"Hmmm, Near might be connecting with you. If he is, that's a good thing. A really good thing," L said with a smile. "If you can break through his aspergers, I'll owe you a lot." He picked up his drink and finished it. "However, Mello will then try and prove that he's better than Near and try and win you over. He'll attempt to make you like him more than Near. Please, don't choose between the two, it would only cause the rift to become larger, and really, I'd rather they get along." He lifted his arm and a waitress came along. He spoke to her in fast French again.

"Obetenez-moi la meilleure des boissons pour ma saoul." (Give me the strongest you have) The waitress nodded and walked away, returning a few moments later with a glass of clear liquid. "Monsier." She said with smile.

"Merci beacoup." (Thank you very much.) L said before turning to Light and smiling at him. He played with the glass in his hands. Really, he was trying not to drink too much, but being out with Light, after everything that they'd been through- or what L had put Light through, he couldn't help but feel incredibly nervous.

"I would never choose between the two, it was just at the time you were so protective of Mello and Matt in never leaving his side prevented me from spending anytime with him," Light said trying to ignore how much L was drinking. Did L forget that Light could understand French or something? Whatever it was, it was annoying him even if he didn't look it. L managed to not drink his drink before the meals came. When his food came, he looked down at it, using his fork to push the food around. He wasn't all that hungry, and really, this night was about Light. He left his drink alone, even though he wanted to consume it right now.

"When we get back, I'll make sure to schedule some time that all of us can be together," L promised. "We can get to know each other better." Light smiled over at L, as he cheerfully dug into his food. Unlike L he was absolutely starving.

"That sounds really nice. I would like that," Light replied. "Mmmmm…" Light moaned softly as he continued to eat. "This is really good."

L nodded. "The best food in Europe ," He said with another smile. He put his fork down and just watched Light eat, feeling content to do so. He was glad that Light was enjoying himself. "I dunno.... we'll go to Disney land or something.... I always wanted to meet Mickey Mouse...." He put his thumb to his mouth in thought at that moment. When Light was done with the first course he looked up at L.

"You can really tell, but please tell me we didn't fly over to France to eat at your favourite restaurant so that you could watch me eat," Light said, moving back to allow the waitress to take his plate and replace it with his second course. Smiling, L shook his head.

"You seem to be enjoying it." He looked down at his plate and pushed it away. "I'm not that hungry." He said quietly before looking back up at Light and smiling. "Want something else? The deserts here are good." He said softly. "Their chocolate ice-cream is wonderful!"

"Please eat, you haven't properly in days," Light begged quietly. "As for desert, no thanks. I don't like sugar remember." L pouted, playing with his food again.

"I'm really not hungry. I'll eat later." He promised with another smile. "If you do not want desert, do you want to go? Or do you want to wait here for a while. I've made us reservations at a hotel..." Light sighed and finished up his meal.

"Sure, let's go," Light said and smiled up at L. Smiling, L stood and started to move away from the table. He paused and turned around, picking up his drink and downing it in one. "No sense wasting it." He mumbled before heading to the counter to pay for their meal. He gave instructions to Light for him to go to the car outside, tell the driver to prep so that they were ready to go. Once Light had gone outside, L paid for the food, getting another drink while he was doing so. After sculling it, he returned to the door. He then smiled at Light, blinking a few times as the alcohol seemed to kick in. Light sat in the car as he waited for L to come out. When he did, Light tried hard not to frown as L nearly stumbled into the car.

"L, are you feeling ok?" L looked at Light, his eyes slightly unfocused, but he nodded anyway, blinking a few more times as he turned his head forward. He told the driver where to go, and soon they were there. It was the most beautiful hotel in all of Paris . And L hoped Light liked it. Light clenched his fists in frustration, he couldn't do anything and if he did… he refused to hurt L after all he had been through and so he sat back and tried to pretend that L wasn't getting himself yet another drink. L downed the drink and put the glass down. As he did so, the car came to a stop and L got out, swaying slightly. The drinks were catching up to him. He was still able to think straight though. He waited for Light to get out of the car before guiding him inside.

"Light, I hope you like fancy..." he mumbled, "Because that's pretty much all that this is." He gestured around to the lush hotel before walking to the reception. He turned back to Light after a moment, holding a key in front of him. "Shall we?" He was starting to sway a little more now. The drinks were catching up fast. Light didn't bother paying any attention to the décor as he wrapped an arm casually around L's waist to steady him as he led L over to the front desk; a curse left burning at his throat. L waved the key in front of Light's face again. "We already got the key, we can just go right up," He said with a small chuckle. He took in a deep breath and 'hmmed' happily as he smelt Light.

"Thank god, I wouldn't know who to ask for anyway," Light replied with a laugh and took the key off L. Looking at the key number, he paused at the hotel map to find their room before steering L into the elevator. By this time, L was leaning heavily on Light.

"You smell nice," He commented, staring at the other male. "I've always liked the way you smell.... 'cept that time after your birthday. Your dad said your sister got you some icky stuff and you felt you had to wear it. It wasn't good. But you smell nice today."

"Thanks, though I don't have anything on at the moment. I washed it off earlier," Light said as he waited for the door to open. When it did he gave up, leaning slightly to pick L up his arms and carrying him to the room. A couple of minutes later Light opened the door and put L down.

"Carrying me over the threshold?" L asked with a small giggle, leaning closer to the other, "we're not married yet you know." He smiled as Light put him down. His hands were still around his neck, and he pulled him down into a small kiss. "You saved my life," He said afterwards, still smiling. He was saying it as if it was no big. "And I'm not really good enough for you. But you think I am, so I'll keep pretending. Then you won't go away." He hiccupped slightly before sitting up, pushing Light off him as he walked (stumbled) to the window. He opened it and climbed out onto a balcony overlooking Paris. "I have to try, to try to be good enough." He turned back to Light and smiled, "so you won't find someone better." Light followed after L to make sure he would be ok, though he was feeling more and more annoyed.

"L, come inside and have some water. You're probably dehydrated," Light coaxed. L shook his head, sitting down on the cold floor.

"I don't want water," He mumbled. "Got any vodka?" He asked hopefully. "Or Ozo. That's a good one...I like that one." He grinned at Light, swaying slightly. "My head feels funny," He said.

"Of course you head feel funny, you're drunk. Do you know what? Don't drink any water, but tomorrow when you feel like you head is splitting in two from your hangover don't expect any sympathy from me," Light growled and dragged L back in the room and closing the window. L looked at Light and frowned. His lower lip started trembling slightly and he pouted.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked, feeling very small. He sat on the bed and pulled his knees to his chest, holding them close. "I don't want you to be mad at me..." He said before standing and going to the minute kitchen. He opened the small refrigerator and pulled out a small bottle of clear liquid. The alcoholic drink tasted like aniseed as he drank it. He left half of it in the bottle and turned to Light, holding it out in front of him. "You have some?"

Light sighed, "No thanks. I'm just frustrated, not mad, that you tried so hard to make this enjoyable for me and then you get so nervous that you decide to get yourself drunk. I want you be able to relax when you're with me, but because you're trying so hard to prove to yourself that you deserve me that you just can't and tonight proves it." L put the bottle down and just stared at it. He swallowed and stood there for a few moments before letting his hand drop. He looked up at Light for less than a second before looking down again.

"I'm sorry," He said softly, quietly. He really thought that Light didn't deserve him. He hiccupped, feeling tears that were falling, "I'm sorry." He shook his head. "I love you- and I just- I want everything to be perfect for you- but I keep messing up." His hand came up to wipe at the rapidly flowing tears.

"It's not that you mess up, it's just that you try to hard when you don't need to," Light said, softening and opened his arms to L. "Come here, I love you too." L practically threw himself into Light's arms. He clutched onto him and sobbed, shaking madly. After a short while, he relaxed a little, still holding Light like he was the last piece of driftwood in an empty ocean.

"I never wanted to try hard for anyone before," He said quietly, "I just want things to be perfect ...for you." And with that said, L went completely limp against Light. Light wrapped his arms around L and held him tightly.

"What you don't get is that you are already perfect to me and for me," Light murmured and carried L to the bedroom and helping him onto the bed. By this time, L was completely unconscious, the alcohol kicking in to the extent of him passing out. His face was flushed, but his breathing was even. Light sighed again and helped L out of most of his clothes, turning L onto his side before placing the blankets over him. Picking up L's phone he called Watari to ask if he could bring some painkillers, before Light got ready for bed too. The painkillers were sent up almost straight away.

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