AN: I am rather ashamed of myself. You see, I call myself a fangirl, but having never seen the entirety of the Death Note anime (I've seen about the first half and so many AMVs I could probably recite most of the major scenes) I had never seen that scene where both Raito and L are wet, and L tries to help him dry off. If you do not know what I am referring to please look it up! My friend E-chan who is pretty much my source of good fanfictions, AMVs, fanart and so on, showed me it today and I loved it. So very romantic. :)

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Birds chattered sweetly. Raito opened his eyes slowly, enjoying the feeling of being well-rested, and he sighed softly with a relaxed smile on his face. "Mmm." He stretched a little but was too comfortable to bother getting up, instead shifting his head slightly on the pillow, intent on drifting back to sleep again.

Something pressed against his head firmly. Raito made a complaining noise and buried his head deeper into the pillow. After a few moments, the slight pressure never leaving his forehead, realization sank in and his eyes flew open in surprise.

L was staring at him with an air of curiosity, leaning on one elbow resting on another pillow. Raito realised that he was touching his forehead gently with one extended finger. His face was close, and the two just looked at each other for a few moments.

Then L poked him again. Pulling his finger away, he stared at it for a few long moments. "……"

Simultaneously, the two sat up, the white sheet they shared falling to rest around their waists. Slowly, disbelievingly, Raito turned his head to look at the older man. L was just staring at him again, his manner one of barely registered surprise.

"……"

"……"

Without warning, L poked him again. "Uh…wha?!" Raito clamped his hands against his head defensively. Ignoring his discomfort, the detective appeared to inspect his finger once more. To Raito's intense embarrassment the man blushed lightly.

"Hey, don't blush!" he shouted at him, picking up his pillow and lifting it threateningly. "Don't make this wor…" Raito's words trailed off into nothing, and he lowered the pillow. He looked away from L, a blush spreading across his own cheeks. "Th-this…what is this?"

L said nothing. Minutes passed in silence until finally, growing impatient, he lifted up the sheet at his waist quickly. "Yaaa! Don't-" Raito protested, his blush deepening. He almost dived at the other man, trying to remove his grip on the once-concealing material. Almost as quickly as he had raised it, L dropped the sheet loosely.

Raito froze, waiting for his verdict. L appeared to think something over, at last turning to look at his friend with his usual expressionless face. "…I'm naked." He told him seriously.

Embarrassed as he was, Raito was quick to hit the back of his head with his usual irritation. "You don't have to spend so long peeping just to work that out!" he hissed.

"…You're naked too."

"Shut up!" Raito clutched at the sheet self-consciously. He glared at the man sitting beside him, still blushing intensely. Grasping for the abandoned pillow he hugged it to his chest, resting his face in it so that L could no longer see his face. "Why…what happened…?" the younger man spoke softly into it.

"It would seem that we-" L answered him honestly, but was stopped when Raito hurriedly pushed him down, covering his mouth with his hand.

"You don't have to explain!" Raito told him loudly. The action had brought their faces close, and L, lying underneath him, just looked up him with a slight blush on his face and a strangely vulnerable look in his eyes that Raito had never seen before. It almost made one want to kiss the man, he thought as he began to move closer…

"Ah!" Raito pulled away quickly, surprised at himself and the direction his thoughts had taken. He moved to sit a little further away from the other man, who sat up again. "W-well, it doesn't mean that-" He began to stutter nervously.

"Raito," L's voice seemed emotionless as ever, and Raito envied his apparent self-control as he felt his own slip away before his eyes.

"Ah, y-yes?"

"You took the sheet away."

Looking down Raito realised with horror that he was clutching the white fabric tightly to his chest. Despite himself he looked at L, who seemed if anything a little bored with the whole situation, and his eyes travelled down.

"Raito."

"Y-yes…?"

"Would you kindly stop staring at my-" Raito dived at him again, closing his mouth frantically. After a moment of struggling the two were back where they had started, sitting beside each other awkwardly with the sheet spread across both their laps.

The youth brooded, and L sat beside him companionably, apparently oblivious to the tension. "Man! Alright, here is how this is going to go," Raito announced suddenly, refusing to look at L as he spoke. "Close your eyes."

L blinked at him. "You plan to assault me, Raito?"

"No! Geez, don't ask that so innocently, it's annoying! Close your eyes and I'll get up to get dressed," Raito explained, folding his arms in frustration. He was reaching his limit; there was only so much L he could handle in a day, and waking up with the guy had put him well beyond it already.

"What does it matter? I've already seen-" He stopped mid-sentence before Raito, who had been about to lunge at him again, could attack. L smiled at him in amusement, and the younger man scowled. "I do not understand how it is necessary, but if Raito wishes it."

Raito looked at him with momentary surprise, but quickly murmured a 'thankyou' and stood up when he was sure the detective's eyes were closed tightly. He moved a little self-consciously, glancing constantly at L, while he searched for their clothes lying nearby the bed. "Dammit," he muttered finally.

"What is the problem, Raito?" The other man was still sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, but his face wore such a perverted smile that Raito began to think the worst.

"Where the hell are our clothes?"

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Raito blushed furiously and gave off threatening vibes from where he sat on the sofa in L's living room. He attempted to sip at his tea and feign indifference, but gave up quickly. "Matsuda, stop laughing, for heaven's sake!" he yelled.

Matsuda sitting across the table with one hand at his mouth was trying without much success to hide his amusement. His attempts at replying were garbled, and he just laughed harder. Raito's many glares and threats didn't seem to be helping the situation at all.

"Please Matsuda, control yourself," Yagami-san told him quite composedly. "Now, if you would kindly explain, son?"

"Ah," Raito jumped a little, and glanced quickly at L, who was sitting beside him calmly toying with an elaborately decorated dish of jelly. The youth scowled and looked away again. "Well, that…"

Matsuda laughed himself out of his chair, and Watari stepped forward and carefully removed any nearby cutlery.

Raito flushed deeply. "…Why were our clothes in the office, L?" he asked him accusingly, refusing to acknowledge his father's question.

An uncharacteristic grin spread across L's face, and he promptly stopped eating. "Of course, that's where Raito seduced me."

There was a moment of complete silence and everyone looked at the detective, who looked perfectly happy and not at all self-conscious. Weakly, Raito raised a hand and gently tapped L on the back of the head. Catching him off-guard, L grasped his shirt and leaned forward, kissing him gently on the lips. When Raito was left too stunned to protest, he deepened the kiss and leaned in closer.

Standing silently, Yagami-san stepped forward and placed his hands firmly on L's shoulders. He pulled the detective lightly away from Raito. "Ryuzaki, your actions are undermining your words." The older man told him, entirely polite.

It took a little while for Raito to snap out of his reverie. "Matsuda, stop blushing dammit! Seriously!" he said irritably to the man who, finally silent, was staring up at them from the floor with a dazed expression on his face.

"And L! There is absolutely no way I was the one who seduced you!" Raito announced, glaring at the detective who merely sat there looking pleased with himself.

"Now now, Raito," L replied, smiling at him. There was something in that look that sent shivers up his friend's spine. "I've got proof."

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AN: I had the image in my head of L and Raito waking up together, and it's because of my amusement at the idea that I wrote this fanfiction. It's also a few firsts for me - my first two-parter, my first completed extended story (as in, not a oneshot), and probably a few other things. It's great fun being a new author, there's so much left to try and so many ideas to write about! In any case, I hope people enjoy the story; it is not precisely written in the same style as the others I have written based on this coupling.