A/N: I do not own Death Note or any of it's characters.

This one is for Lackadaisical Willow for the brilliant request! I hope you like it!

Enjoy! ;D

It was awkward. You were sitting in a computer chair next to L as he worked, and you were supposed to be working too, but you just couldn't focus. There was a weird smell in the room and it was kicking your brain's ass. You looked around trying to find where that funky smell was coming on.

Your gaze finally stopped on L. He was sitting in that weird way he always sits in, and his eyes were glued to the computer monitor.

"Ryuuzaki?"

He didn't look up or make any indication that he heard you speak his alias. So you said it again. It took him about thirty seconds to finally look up. You took that as a sign to continue.

"When was the last time you took a shower?"

He didn't even hesitate. "Forty-six hours and twenty-eight minutes."

"Oh," You nodded your head innocently and then got up. "I'll be right back," You called over your shoulder.

You knew he was a workaholic to the extreme, but he had to take a break sometime to clean himself! So, you quickly made your way to the bathroom and filled the tub with water and soap so he would have no choice but to wash himself.

After doing that, you went back to where L was and sat down beside him. You pretended to work for a few minutes before finally jumping up and grabbing L's hand and jerking him to his feet.

"[y/n]-"

"Don't talk," and you rushed him to the bathroom. It was pretty obvious what you were going to do, even so, L began to refuse.

"I have work that needs to be done. I'm afraid this will have to wa-" You cut him off by quickly lifting his long sleeved shirt over his head and disposing of it on the floor. You really didn't want to go any farther and have to take his pants off, because you were pretty sure that would almost be sexual harassment.

"Now. You can bathe, or I can make you bathe."

His eyes widened slightly and he make a quick glance towards the door, obviously wondering if he could escape before you caught him. The moment he meant to take a step towards the exit, you grabbed him and nearly threw him into the giant bath tub, pants and all.

Watari chuckled as he watched you drag L towards the bathroom on one of the many surveillance cameras at headquarters. He had had the hardest time trying to get him to bathe, and it was about time somebody forced him to.

Shaking his head, he began walking to the bathroom to see if he could be of any assistance.