LxLight - Finally Free

Light was exhausted.
Staring at a computer screen the entire day and well into the night had both mentally and physically fatigued him.  His vision kept blurring and he furiously rubbed at his eyes, trying to stay awake.
This only exhuasted him further.
I can just put my head down ... for just ... one minute...  Light felt his eyelids growing heavier and heavier, and decided resting his head on his arms for only a couple of minutes would be fine.  That was the only vaguely comfortable position to be in when trying to rest while in a chair, sitting at a desk.  Staring at the computer screen for so damn long.

Light set his chin on his arms and closed his eyes.  Sleep gradually claimed him, and he started to drift off into the warm, peaceful state between sleeping and wake when a voice punctured the sweet silence.

"Light, are you feeling alright?"

"Huh? Oh ... I'm fine ... just tired." Light turned his head so that he was facing L, who was crouched in his normal position in the chair next to him.

"Maybe you should sleep." L sighed.

"That's exactly what I was trying to do." Light muttered, turning back to the ghastly computer screen.

"I meant in your bed."

"Oh."  What the hell is he getting at?  "How am I supposed to do that when you insist on being the insomniac.  Staring at the computer all the fucking time..."  Light realized he was ranting, and took a breath.  "The case is too important for you to worry about me.  I ... I need to work on it, too."

"No." L said, getting up from his seat and walking toward Light.  Light barely noticed this, he was dangerously close to falling asleep again.  He could barely keep his eyes open, let alone concentrate on what L was saying. "I think your sleep is more important.  How are we supposed to get anywhere on this case when the only other intelligent person in this building is only semi-conscious."

"Yeah ... ok ... suuuuure." Light mumbled into the crook of his arm, finally losing the battle and allowing his eyes to close.

Suddenly, Light felt himself lifted gently from his seat, felt his cheek lain against L's chest as L began to carry him toward the stairs.  

"Hnnnh ... ugh ... wh-what are you doing?" Light barely had enough strength to open his eyes, let alone get the sentence out.   However, he was aware of the strangest sensation that began to trickle down his spine.  What the hell...  He was slowly becoming aware of just how gently L held him, and how in the world could the rail-thin man support him.

"I assumed that given the fact that you could barely hold your head up, walking was out of the question.  And since wrapping the chain around your shoulders and dragging you up two flights of stairs wasn't an option, I decided to carry you."
L gave a small laugh as they reached the door to the room they were forced to share.

L sat down on the bed closest to the window, and Light lay down, slightly irked to find that his head still lay on L's chest.  He could feel his heartbeat.
The tingling sensation grew worse.  Light didn't want L to leave, he suddenly found.  He felt warm and safe.   

But another part of him rebelled against this feeling towards L, screaming in rage and trying to force the feeling away.  The anger built inside Light, Kira was furious now, he was going to escape this terrible warmth if it killed him.
Furious.  So ... very ... ANGRY ...

Suddenly L's hand reached up and gently touched Light's face, coaxing Light into opening his eyes and looking up into L's face.  Kira smoldered at the contact, but Light felt ... happy.  L slowly bent down until he was only inches from Light.  Then slowly, so gently, L kissed him.

Every synapse in his brain shorted out, Light froze in shock.  Kira gave one final outburst, and fell silent, allowing Light to give in to the kiss.  He wanted to.   He smiled and kissed L back, still reeling from the shock, but all of that was blotted out by the warmth, the pleasure spreading throughout him.  L kissed him softly one final time and then let go, leaning against the bed frame, Light's head on his chest.

"Now, Light.  Get some sleep." L spoke gently, running a hand through Light's hair.  

"Sure." Light sighed, the smile still on his face, feeling more safe and warm then he ever had, the feeling of pleasure blocking out any outburst from his other self.  He leaned deeping into L's chest, and felt L's hand rubbing his back, causing his eyelids to grow heavy again.

All of it was so confusing, yet so perfect.  Light sighed, he would deal with Kira later.

His eyes closed, and he drifted into a deep sleep.