I Could Get Used To This

DN Mpreg VII:



The end of the long work day soon neared and Light\'s father had dropped off a list of things Light had asked for. L sat as his computer going through today\'s list of Kira victims. The trail seemed to have gone cold, and he was feeling slightly agitated by this. He had been so sure that Light-kun was Kira and now it seemed as if that percentage had diminished. No, it was not gone yet, but no matter how L wanted it, two percent was not a high number; however, he refused to let that number sink any lower. L gave a tired yawn. It wasn\'t too late in the evening but he was already feeling tired. Light looked at him with concern.



"What\'s wrong, Light-kun?" he asked the teen next to him after he finished yawning.



"Well you seem tired, that\'s all," Light replied, focusing his eyes back on the screen in front of him, "I\'ve never seen you yawn, no matter how dark those bags are under your eyes."



L paused for a moment to take another cookie from the tray in front of him before saying anything. "I\'m not tired. I just need more coffee."



"Well, I\'m tired," Light said and gave an audible yawn, "How about I just go to bed and you continue?"



"I\'m afraid that is out of the question, Light-kun. You\'re my suspect and we are now bound together,"



"What? You mean we\'re bound together even when we need to go pee or shower too?" Light asked with a slight panic in his voice.



"You never had a problem seeing me naked before, nor did you have a problem with me seeing you naked, Light. I don\'t see what the problem is."



Light gave a sigh and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. L was right; he was making a big deal out of nothing. "Can we go to bed then?"



"I don\'t see why not."



L had finished what he was doing on the computer. He saved and turned off his laptop. Light was already yawning and waiting beside L\'s chair. The detective lead his suspect to the bedroom they would be sharing. Inside the large room were two single person beds set about a meter apart and to the left was a door to the on suite bathroom. Light\'s pyjamas were already folded neatly onto his bed presumably by Watari who now had to watch over both chained men. Light took them and followed L into the bathroom. L took off his shirt and it hung on the chain Light did the same and L unfastened the chain to be able to un-thread their clothes. The brunet handed him his pyjama top and L thread it on the chain then cuffed himself again. He turned away for a few moments to pee while Light continued to change for bed and brush his teeth. L didn\'t even bother about that and just slept in his baggy trousers. Light seemed a little put off by L\'s personal hygiene but none the less a few minutes later they each crawled into their own beds. Light rolled over and found the chain get tight. On the other end, L gave a disgruntled tug on the chain hinting that he was about to fall out of his bed, and this made Light sit up.



"This is ridiculous, Ryuuzaki," he said, huffing out an annoyed sound, "The chain is no where near long enough for both of us to sleep like this."



"I think you\'re right, Light-kun, but there\'s not much we can do about it," L said, rolling over.



"Well, we could push the beds closer so the chain wouldn\'t be so tight."



"Maybe you\'re right, but what if you try to kill me while I sleep? You are still suspected of being Kira." L\'s onyx eyes caught the moonlight and lit up for a few seconds making him seem like some ghost.



In the dark Light rolled his own eyes. "I\'m not going to kill you because I\'m not Kira. Besides, if you die while we\'re attached to one another, then I\'ll surely be arrested for being Kira."



"Fine, do what you want," L said, now too tired to care until he felt a sharp jerk of his arm.



"You\'re going to help, too," Light said, flicking on the light switch. L blinked as the light stung his eyes. He moved his bed over to Light\'s until the two beds were about a foot apart, giving them both plenty of room to move. L was happy again to get back under the covers.



"Ryuuzaki," Light now shifted closer towards where L was laying. "Do you mind if I move closer to you? I want you to hold me."



L raised an eyebrow. "Why would Light-kun ask such a thing?"



One of Light\'s shoulders shrugged. L was quite surprised for Light to say something so embarrassing and not show even a hint of a blush. "Because, I just need to be held. I was locked up alone for 50 days. I don\'t know why but I need someone to hold me right now, and since you\'re the only one in this room I\'m asking you."



After a long, awkward pause and few blinks, L caved. "Fine." He lifted open his sheets and felt Light\'s warm body settle down next to his. He lazily wrapped an arm around Light then buried his nose in those golden brown locks.



"Goodnight, Ryuuzaki," Light said taking L\'s hand in his own but L was already fast asleep to notice.



Light awoke sleepily to the sound of the alarm clock on L\'s dresser. A few moments later L\'s hand came out of the bed and hit the snooze button. Light was still in L\'s bed and cuddled in against the detective\'s warm chest. The raven haired lad rolled over against Light; he didn\'t really mind Light being this close to him, although he was glad he hadn\'t been murdered in the night. He breathed in Light\'s scent, and without wanting to, he felt himself growing aroused. Light rolled over.



"Good morning, Ryuuzaki." Light stood up to go to the bathroom but L refused. "What\'s wrong?"



"Could I have a few moments just to lie here? I will get up in a few moments."



"Oh I know your problem," Light said, now getting back under the covers. His hand trailed up L\'s leg and found the source of L\'s problem. "It\'s okay. I\'ll help you out." He ducked under the covers.



"Light-kun, you don\'t have..." L stopped when he felt Light unzip his pants and take his erection in his mouth. His eyes were wide open and full of life once again as Light worked him with his hands and licked with his tongue. The suspect crawled up and laid on L\'s stomach. L was surprised to find Light had removed his pyjama trousers; his own erection resting against L\'s. Light sat up on his knees and kissed him. Even though the detective knew this was highly inappropriate behaviour, he wanted it, too. Light looked into those dark eyes again and enjoyed the look L gave him as he rubbed their erections together. It was the same look as their first time together back in Light\'s room except Light no longer had those memories of Kira, to him it was now an act that they had done out of love rather than hate. Light kept going, now using his hand to direct their tips together so their precome intermixed and formed a lubrication.



"Ah... Light." L let out a moan as his felt he was close. Light began to go faster and faster, pumping with his hand until finally he made L come. A few moments later, after all of L\'s seed had been released, Light came to his own climax. Hot and sweaty he lay on L\'s chest.



"I like how you put on weight, you\'re more cuddly," Light said, hugging L tightly in his arms.



"Light-kun, please move. I urgently need to go to the bathroom."



"Oh come on, Ryuuzaki, you don\'t need to get cleaned up just yet."



"No, Light I really need..." L gave a burp.



"Jeez, you\'re not going to be sick, are you?" Light quickly rushed L to the bathroom, and they made it in time as L threw up bile into the toilet. Light held back his jet black locks and rubbed his back as L continued to dry heave. When L was done, he slumped next to the toilet clutching his stomach. Light handed him a cup of water from the sink. "Are you okay?"



"I\'ll be fine." L replied. "My stomach just doesn\'t settle that well in the morning."



"Should I call Watari?"



"No, I\'m feeling better now." He brought himself back to to his feet and flushed the toilet of all its contents.



"Are you sure?" Light put his hand on L\'s forehead, "You don\'t feel hot but I\'m worried."



"Don\'t worry about me, Light-kun. It\'s just an upset stomach. I\'ll take medication if I become sick." He tugged on the chain. "Come Light-kun, we need to finish getting ready." He turned around when he heard a smacking sound and found Light with his hand on his own forehead and a painful expression on his face.



"Oh no," Light let out a moan. "Today I promised Misa to go on a date. You\'ll have to tag along."



"I guess I will."

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"So Misa-Misa got everything cleared with her producer," Matsuda said, "She told her manager that she was taking a break for \'rehab\'. I\'m surprised that she actually agreed to the rehab hoax."



"Misa-san is a very smart girl when it comes to the manipulation of showbiz," L said, licking one of the candies collected on a plate for him, "Rehabilitation for her will not only increase her movies, but she can use it to her advantage on inspiring others." The gooey candy made his teeth stick together when he bit in.



"You\'re being awfully sincere to Misa," Light said on L\'s other side, "You\'re going out of your way to help her after suspecting her of being the second Kira."



"She is still suspected of being the second Kira. I just feel that she would not pest me as much if I didn\'t tell her broadcast company about her suspicion."



Light chuckled, but said nothing further. They worked for a few minutes in silence until L tugged Light with him to the restroom. An hour later, the same scenario occurred again with L having to use the restroom. After the third time before evening even arrived, Light decided to say something.



"You\'re using the bathroom too frequently," he said as he waited for Ryuuzaki to finish.



L finished and tucked himself in. "I have been urinating more than normal."



"You might have a bladder infection," Light noted, "You should see a doctor."



"It will be hard to do so considering the circumstances," the raven haired lad said, holding up his right wrist, "But I guess if it does not lessen in the next few days, we shall see a specialist."



"Frequent urinating is a sign of diabetes, you know, and you were sick this morning."



"Frequent urinating could mean a many of things. Now come, you have a date with Misa-san."



Light didn\'t press the subject anymore. He learnt earlier that L was touchy about the subject of diabetes or any ailment in fact, though he was never one to raise his voice or lash out. Light concluded that L had either been bothered too much on the subject, or it was a subject he wanted to wholly avoid.

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"This doesn\'t really feel like a date," Misa pouted as she crossed her legs.



"You don\'t have to mind me," L grumbled, eating a piece of cake. He hadn\'t mentioned it, but he was starting to feel sharp pains under his pelvis bones. They were sharp and didn\'t last too long, but they came up once in a while and was very discomforting. It would be annoying if they discovered his dilemma with his own aching body, so he did not touch the area that twisted in pain, though he really wanted to.



For a while he staring at Misa\'s cake because she did not even lift a fork to eat it. He could not stand for someone not to finish something. "Are you going to eat that cake?"



Misa gave him a \'duh\' look. "I watch the sweets because they make you fat."



"If you use your head, you won\'t get fat even if you eat sweets."



"Oh! There you go making fun of me again!"



He wasn\'t sure how, but L concluded that no matter what he said, Misa would take it offencive.



"How about if I give you the cake," the blond girl reasoned, "And you leave Light and Misa alone for a while?"



"Even if I leave you two alone together, I can watch from the cameras so it would still be the same thing."



"I told you that\'s perverted! Will you stop that kind of fetish?!"



"Say what you want," L said, lifting himself up to grab Misa\'s slice of cake, "But I\'m taking the cake."



"Then Light and I can cover ourselves up with the futon, right Light?" She gave him a sexy smile and batted her eyelashes.



Light looked at her for a second, then looked back to L. He had noticed earlier that L did not seem like his usual self, even when he told him this morning that there was nothing wrong; however, that did not stop him from worrying. "More importantly," he said to L, "We\'ve moved to a headquarters with all kinds of equipment, but you don\'t seem to have the motivation, Ryuuzaki." He ignored Misa\'s cry about being less important as all his attention was on L.



"Motivation?" L repeated, "I don\'t have any. I\'m actually depressed." \'And in pain,\' he thought inside his cranium.



"Depressed?"



"Yes." He chomped down on Misa\'s cake. "It\'s because I kept thinking you were Kira. It\'s just a shock if that theory is wrong." Crumbs of cake fell out of his mouth as he talked with his mouth full. "No, I still have suspicions about you. That\'s why we are doing this."



Back and forth L and Light conversed. Misa\'s eyes following them as if she were following a tennis match. The two discussed Kira passing his power from person to person, and with that in mind, Misa and Light would still be considered the two Kiras.



"But that hasn\'t been officially decided, yet. We still don\'t know much about Kira," Light said, then he gently touched L\'s shoulder, "Bring out some motivation, okay?"



"Motivation?" L repeated once again as if the word were foreign to even his tongue, "I can\'t bring much out." He tugged gently on his bottom lip with his finger, thinking. "No, it\'s not a good idea to try too hard. By trying too hard to chase, we\'re putting our lives at greater risks, don\'t you think?"



Light had enough. He slowly brought himself to stand.



"To think how many times I thought I was going to die..."



"Ryuuzaki."



"Hm?"



WHACK!



Misa shrieked as L was thrown off the couch, tugging Light with him. His abdominal cramps had been replaced with his now throbbing cheek bone. The chain jerked between them, and L landed on his back and grunted in pain. He pulled himself up to half-sitting just as Light was picking himself up.



"That hurts," L grumbled.



Light glared at him while rubbing his wrist where the chain jerked. "Don\'t be ridiculous," he said, still angry, "Because I\'m not the real Kira, because your theory was wrong, you have no motivation? Are you getting sulky?"



L wiped the drool from his mouth where Light had literally punch the spit out of him. "I may have said it badly. Let\'s not make a move because the situation might get worse."



"What are you talking about?" Light raised himself up to stand. "If we don\'t move then there\'s no way to catch him! Who told Kira he\'d bring him to execution on television?" In his fit of anger, he grabbed the front of L\'s shirt and lifted him up, "How many police, FBI, announcers, and other innocent people do you think got involved?! And aren\'t you the one who detained Misa and myself?"



"I know," the raven haired man muttered, "but no matter what..."



WHAM! L\'s foot struck Light in the face, throwing the chief\'s son backward.



"One time is one time." The chain jerked between them again and this time pulled L into Light. Misa went away safely in the corner so she would not caught in the middle of such a physical confrontation. They stared awkwardly at each other for a moment, then continued to beat up each other and released their frustration and stress on themselves. Both had a hold of the others shirt and raised fists, aiming for their next target area when the phone rang. They both turned their head to look at it and stopped what they were doing.



L crawled over to the phone and picked it up with his two fingers. "Yes?"



"Ryuuzaki, good news!" Matsuda happily cried on the other line.



"What happened?" Had they gotten a hit on the Kira case?



Unfortunately, it was not what L exactly wanted to hear. "Misa-Misa is the the number one on the Eighteen Reader\'s popularity poll. The two month disappearance actually became a buzz and helped out."



L blinked. That was it? "...I...see..."



"That \'I see\' didn\'t sound like you were very interested. This means she\'s a sure thing for the heroin in Nishinaka\'s next film!"



At this point, L dropped the phone back on its receiver.



"What\'s up?" Light asked.



"Just another of Matsuda\'s unimportant idiocies."



"Well, he does have that natural ignorance."



Misa poked her head out from where she hid behind the table. "W-Wait...you guys aren\'t fighting anymore?" The two boys simultaneously shook their heads. "But...how? I mean, you guys were trying to kill each other and now you\'re friends again?"



"It\'s the manly thing to do," Light said, "Guys beat the hell out of each other to resolve a conflict. The fight is very short and does not last long."



"Sounds barbaric to me," she mumbled.



"I doubt Misa-san will understand what we are talking about as I cannot picture her physically fighting anoth--" He tried to stand but vertigo doubled his vision and he stumbled. His stomach seemed to suddenly pull up in his ribs and squish his lungs to the side.



Light caught him under the arms. "You okay? I knew you didn\'t look too good earlier."



Misa walked over. "I guess Light hit you too hard, eh Ryuuzaki?"



L didn\'t say anything. He was feeling ill, a please-step-away-from-me kind of ill.



"And you\'re a liar, Ryuuzaki," Misa said, turning her nose up at him, "You said that sweets didn\'t make you fat, but I saw your tummy when your shirt rode up and it looks like you gained a little weight." For emphasis, she patted L\'s abs through his shirt.



"Misa, I--" But what Light was going to say never made it past his lips before L stiffened in his arms and the cake he had consumed earlier suddenly sprayed on Misa\'s tank-top. For two seconds the blond stared in horror at her ruined shirt before she screamed a high pitched wail.

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"Ryuuzaki, there\'s no need to pout," Light said, taking the shower hose and spraying his back with it.



L had his bare back to Light and was scrubbing at his arm with a loofah. "I\'m not pouting, Light-kun."



"Yes you are. You haven\'t once looked at me since our fight. Are you upset that you got sick on Misa?"



"I\'m not upset about that."



"But you are upset about something."



"I\'m not upset about anything."



"Then why are you pouting."



"I\'m not pouting."



"Yes you are."



L finally turned to look at Light, a little annoyance reflected in his eyes. "Is this redundant cycle going to continue? You\'re getting nowhere because there\'s nothing wrong with me."



Light squirted some shower gel into his hands and then massaged it into L\'s back. L let out a contented sound that almost sounded like a purr as he felt his back being rubbed. "If there\'s nothing wrong with you then why were you sick in the first place?"



The detective nibbled on his thumbnail. "I think that our fight may have just unsettled my stomach is all."



"I highly doubt that. You were sick before, remember?"



"Excuse me?"



Light took the loofah and began to scrub L\'s back with it. "Don\'t you remember what you said after you threw up when I tried to take you to get your temperature checked, you said you weren\'t running a fever."



"So you deduced that I must be sick because I am not running a fever?"



"No, that you knew you weren\'t running a fever, which told me that you have been vomiting before this morning. So how long has that been going on?"



"It hasn\'t been going on. It was just a one time thing."



"Then why did Watari make a doctor\'s appointment?"



L turned his head slightly to peer at the brunet. "No he didn\'t."



Light gave him an annoyed look. "Yes he did. He said \'j\'ai fait un rendez-vous avic le docteur\' which means that he made an appointment with a doctor."



"You know French?"



"Very little."



"You didn\'t take it in high school."



"My little sister took it at her school and I helped her study for tests."



L nodded. "I see. I wonder what other things about Light-kun that I do not know."



"You\'re changing the subject. How long have you been sick?" L didn\'t say anything but popped several stray bubbles that floated up. Light sighed, "Fine then, don\'t tell me."



Light used the shower hose to rinse off L\'s back, then rinsed the mass of black hair for shampoo. He squirt some of the liquid in his hands and then massaged it into the older man\'s scalp.



L muttered something incoherent.



"Hm?" Light leaned sideways to see L\'s face. The paler one was pinching a section of his abdomen. "What did you say?"



L looked back at him. "Misa-san said I was gaining weight, and she\'s right. I\'ve put on two kilo-grams."



Caramel eyes blinked. "Don\'t tell me you\'re worried about whether you\'re fat or not." Light kissed L\'s shoulder reassuringly and L didn\'t protest.



"Of course not. I\'m not so vain as to constantly watch my weight. I\'m just wondering what my sudden weight gain could mean." He pinched another flab with his fingers. "I\'ve always been skinny for as long as I could remember, and my metabolism was always higher than normal."



"Your metabolism changes as you get older. Maybe now it\'s slowing down." Light rinsed the shampoo from L\'s hair and turned around so L could return the favour for him. "Besides, it\'s only two kilo-grams. If you\'re gonna complain about the way you look, I might as well be chained to Misa or my sister."



L chuckled at this. "I\'ll refrain myself, then." He drizzled shower gel on Light\'s back and scrubbed at it with the loofah.



"Don\'t worry," Light said, flashing his famous smile and taking L\'s hand, "We\'ll find out if anything is wrong when we see the doctor tomorrow."



L slightly frowned at the words \'doctor\' and \'tomorrow\' but firmly nodded his head anyway.