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Well, now that we were handcuffed together, I was sure that there would be plenty more opportunities that would rise for me to be entertained. Maybe, if I played my cards right, I could even get him to admit that he was Kira.

CHAPTER TWO: KEEN KISSES

Light's POV

Inches. Inches! L had only been a couple of inches away from my face, yet it seemed completely normal to him. I just wanted to storm out of the room in aggravation. I couldn't though; the cursed handcuffs were in the way. I didn't even know why I was still handcuffed.

After all, I was in confinement for so long, but the deaths still continued. There was no way I could be Kira. Could there? Unless, maybe, just maybe, I really was Kira. There was always the small chance that I was him subconsciously. Could that be possible? I mean, sometimes I did have some quite horrible thoughts. Every now and then, I would think that the world would be better off without criminals. However, I couldn't really have gone so far as to actually murder people... Could I? Maybe... Maybe I really...

No. What was I thinking? There was no way I was Kira. Nobody could be so cold hearted and homicidal and not remember any of it. I was being silly.

"Why the serious face?" L asked, snapping me back into reality. Spread apart, we were still sitting on the sofa, as far away from each other as the handcuffs would allow.

"It's nothing," I said, nonchalantly. He squinted his eyes at me, somehow knowing that I was lying.

"Were you thinking about admitting that you're Kira?" Oh wow. I couldn't believe that he was still bringing this up. Was there no trust whatsoever between us?

"I'm not Kira!" I shouted, anger boiling inside of me again. How dare he accuse me of being such a disgusting criminal again?

"Are you sure?"

"For God's sake! I'm not him! I'm not! I'm not! I'm not!" During this time, something had possessed me. Usually, I managed to play it cool whenever he made such accusations, but for some reason, I acted very differently. I guess I was just sick of him constantly believing that I was Kira. The lack of faith was actually quite offensive.

"Umm... Light-kun?" L murmured. Only then did I realise what I'd done in the heat of the moment. Due to being provoked, I'd gotten up and began yelling in his face. He actually almost looked a bit uncomfortable, as he shifted a little in his seat. For the second time, our faces were so close together. This time though, neither of us were moving. I noticed he had a bit of white cream on the corner of his lips. It must've been on the strawberry.

"Hey, you've got a little..."I said, pointing. The mood began changing.

"Huh?" He tried rubbing it off, but couldn't find it.

"It's just there," I repeated. Although I was gesturing right towards where it was, he was still utterly oblivious.

"Where?" He began to get frustrated. "Oh, why don't you just show me?"

"And how am I supposed to do that?" I snapped.

"Would you like me to demonstrate?" He raised an eyebrow. What on earth was he going on about?

"Go on then," I huffed. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Somehow, he managed to surprise me yet again today. Closing the space between us, he pressed his lips against mine. It only lasted a few seconds, but I just sat there, unable to react. His lips were actually... soft. It was quite nice.

"There. That's how. Would you be able to attempt it yourself now?" he asked, smugly. He must've been trying to mess with me. Right? ...Right? Well, I couldn't let him have all the fun. I might as well embarrass him too.

"Oh, Ryuzaki! How could you do that?" I waved my arms around dramatically, feigning anger. Just as he seemed satisfied with my response, I bent over him and seductively whispered in his ear, "If you're going to do it, do it right." And with that, I smashed my lips against his.

Initially, his reaction was to freeze. Very quickly though, he began kissing me back. Ohhh no. I could see what he was doing. This was a challenge to see who would back away first. Well, if he wanted to play, I wasn't going to lose. Deepening the kiss, I clasped his cheek. Soon, I was practically in his lap, my back arching. I noticed that he was moaning and both of our breaths were becoming louder and faster.

Wait. He was just messing with me, wasn't he? This wasn't serious... Was it? This was wrong. So wrong. Intensely wrong. I told myself mentally to stop and back away, but... My body ignored me. We continued to kiss fervently, both attempting to dominate each other. After exploring his mouth, my tongue traced his lips. I could taste some of the strawberry on his bottom lip, and I sucked it eagerly.

"Light...kun..." he gasped, to my delight. I'd never seen him so flustered before. Eventually, I pulled away, with a devilish grin forming.

"Was that alright?"

"Not too bad," he replied, breath returning to normal. He had to have been messing with me.

Wait. Hang on. What did I just do? Honestly, I really wasn't gay. I mean, I have nothing against homosexuals, but I'm just not one. Trust me. This wasn't going to happen again. It was just a one time thing, right? It meant nothing. We were both simply trying to mess with each other. Yeah, that was it.

"'Not too bad?'" I repeated. "I'd say I got you pretty flustered," I joked, attempting to create a less awkward situation. I had to put things back to the way they were before and make it clear that this - whatever this was - wouldn't occur again.

"You just took me by surprise is all." I decided to ignore his excuse.

"Ah, am I that good of a kisser?" I loudly sighed. "I was trying to hold back, but I guess I still greatly affected you," I teased.

"Well, why don't we find out with another round?"

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