Light POV

It was hell waiting for everyone to finally go to bed, they all could have gone early since, as far as they were concerned, the case was at a standstill until more killings began, but they were all still up until midnight. Light was the last one to go, aside from L. If L chose tonight to not go to his room Light would never get his chance, but surely he would...eventually. Light was knew he would be safe from being discovered by cameras whenever he made it to L's room because L had them removed pretty much as soon as they were separated. Everywhere else still had them though so Light had no choice but to head to his own room and wait around for a few hours before trying to go knock on the door of "the world's greatest detective". Which Light supposed he was because, although he hadn't been able to prove it, L had always been telling him that the chances were high that he was Kira.

Light was positive that L knew he had been beat, he was sure he saw it in his almost expressionless face when their eyes had met earlier. And that just made this all the more delicious, L knew, and yet he was completely helpless. And what was better was he had stopped trying to insist that Light was Kira, he hadn't said a word about it all day.

Light knew how he was going to make this happen, he would show up at L's door in only pajama pants, he would come in and sit real close, close enough that L would feel his breath and that it he shifted, even a little, their bodies would brush. Light would surprise L, catch him off guard so that he would be to distracted by what was happening that he wouldn't even think about it since he was finally going to get what Light knew he yearned for. He was sure it would work, and then he would take him, hard and fast and brutal, and maybe, just maybe after he was finished he would whisper with the voice of a lover, "You Lose" right in his ear. Then he could pull his pants back on and walk out of there and L wouldn't say a damn thing because he wouldn't have any proof, and without proof no one would believe him. It was so sweet just to think about, he wasn't sure how long he would be able to wait if L wasn't in his room the first time he went to check.

Light finally got to his room and immediately stripped out of his uncomfortable professional clothes, trading them for a pair of PJ bottoms that rode low on his hips. He decided to skip the underwear; since he was planning on getting naked again anyway they would just get in the way. He lay outstretched on is bed and tried not to get too excited. He didn't need to do anything to occupy his mind to keep from falling asleep; he wasn't going to be able to sleep until this was done, but he had to find something to distract him from his worries that L would be in one of his moods to just not move to his room now that Light wasn't there to insist, it was irritating, this worry. A God shouldn't have to worry about such things.

He decided to read, since he couldn't get on the internet to research more criminals to punish once L was out of the way, his searches would show up on L's computer and he didn't need him barging in here asking why he was looking up those people, that would ruin his element of surprise and that was the most important part. Light could hardly focus on the words of his book, his mind always drifting back to L and what he was about to do.

L POV

L was sitting on his bed with his laptop; it was more comfortable than the computer desk downstairs, even though he sat the same way he always did, probably just because it was softer maybe. It was late, three or so in the morning and he wasn't the least bit tired. But he was very surprised when there was a knock at his door. Who the hell would be up this late? He put the computer down and went to opened the door...and find Light, in just PJ bottoms, PJ bottoms that were so low it was easy to tell that there was nothing else there. What the hell is this…?

"Oh, hello Light." He said as if he was unfazed. "What are you still doing up this late? As I recall you hated that I would always be up making noise that kept you awake past midnight."

"Yeah well I guess I'm just so used to that routine that I can't sleep. Can I come in?"

"I suppose…"

Light walked by him before he had a chance to step away from the door, causing his arm to brush against L's chest and stomach. He went and laid on the same side of the bed he used when they had been cuffed together, hands behind his head and ankles crossed. L stared at him and put his thumb in his mouth, a nervous tick he got when he needed to think.

"So…what is on your mind Light?"

"Nothing. I guess…." He laughed like he was nervous, "I guess I just missed being here…"

L tilted his head to the side, "Did you? I remember nothing but pleas and constant bitching for you to have your own room, and now that you have it, you come right back here…why?"

"Well jeeze L, after being cuffed to you and forced to share a bed with you for so many weeks….well it's hard to get used to the quite…to the fact that you wouldn't be right next to me anymore. I guess I'm just lonely is all…"

"I see. Well what about yesterday? I didn't hear an complaints of loneliness yesterday."

"Yesterday was exhausting, I didn't even need to think about it. As soon as my head hit the pillow I was out. But today…today was the most normal day I've had since I've been here. So…yeah I couldn't sleep."

L eyed the boy. This was Kira, and Kira wouldn't be here for such a transparent reason. Light was a good actor and to anyone else the story would have made perfect sense, but to L…well something was really off about this. But until he figured out what this was all about he had best play like he didn't see anything wrong with what was going on. So he took his place on the bed next to Light, sitting in his favorite way with his toes over the edge of the bed, and his back to Light. Being this close to him had never made L uncomfortable before, in fact he was sure it had made Light uncomfortable no matter how many times they came to bed. He always looked like he would rather sleep on the floor than risk accidentally scooting to close to L so that they touched. But not now, now he seemed very pleased to be here.

He did his best to ignore Light, which wasn't hard, at least not at first, because that's what he normally did when he was working anyway. But then Light sat up on his knees and scooted closer to him to look over his shoulder at the computer. Okay…what the fuck, there is no doubt that this isn't the same Light that I've gotten to know, that Light cherished personal space like physical human contact was toxic… And yet L could feel the boy's breath on his neck and when Light spoke it ticked his ear.

"What are you doing L?"

"Working." He said, keeping his voice monotone like normal.

Light sighed, "Of course you are. Why don't you take a break for once?"

L looked over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow at him, "I don't need breaks until this thing is officially over."

He felt Light lean closer so that his chest was barely touching L's back, "L, you know that we haven't ever talked about anything other than the case?"

L frowned and stood up to put his computer on the nightstand. He turned to face the boy on his bed. When Light showed up at his door he had been surprised, but then it did make sense if he had come here to gloat in some way. Not that he would come right out with a confession, but he was here for something very Kira-like. This was more like the Light that had been before he had gone into solitary…cocky, calculating, like he owned everything in his sight. Light after solitary had still been cocky, but he hid it very well behind false humility. It was just one change, but it was huge. L was suddenly on red alert for a trick or something. This was the Light that was Kira, and him being here couldn't be good…

"What are you really doing here Light? This is completely ass backwards from how you have been behaving for most of the time that I've known you."

"I told you," he said scooting so that his knees were at the edge of the bed, "I was lonely, and I was hoping that we could do something other than worry about the case for once."

"Do something….like what…?" L said, his voice full of suspicion now.

Light sat up on his knees, so that their faces were level, "Something like this." He said and kissed L full on the mouth.

L didn't feel shocked often, but this was one of those times. Light had his hands in his hair and was kissing him for fucks sake. This was not normal behavior but L couldn't help himself from responding. Although he forced his arms to stay at his sides he did kiss Light back, sucking on his lower lip and sighing well...what is one more fuck up after everything else... Light pressed their mouths harder together, using his tongue to demand better access...trying to take control of the situation he had created. Wait a minute...

L moved quickly, grabbing the cuffs off the nightstand and getting one side on Lights wrist before he knew what was happening. When he started to struggle L pushed him onto his belly and put his knee in his back. He got the long cuff chain laced through the headboard panels and on Lights other wrist while the boy tried to throw him off. When L was done he jumped off him and stood back up. The cuffs where long enough that Light could sit in the middle of the bed, but not do much else. He was cuffed facing the headboard so if he tried to turn around the chain would cross and only become more restrictive.

"What the fuck L! Let me go!"

"Why don't you tell me what the hell that was, and maybe I'll think about it."

"What do you mean? You know exactly what that was. I've been trying to hint and you since I got in here and obviously you needed a direct approach. What the hell is wrong with acting out on a crush?" He was struggling now, tugging at the chains even though he knew it wasn't going to help.

"You haven't fooled me once Kira," he spat, "And I know you well enough to know what this is. I don't know why you thought I would submit so easily but now it's your turn to lose."

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