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[aforceofjustice]

It was just another day at the residence of Kira, his girlfriend, and his arch nemesis in their new-found hometown, Death City. Or, at least as far as L was currently aware, it began just like any other day. Seeing as Watari wasn't about and neither Light nor Misa were open to playing Fetch Sweets For the Spoiled Manchild for longer than perhaps

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L didn't pause in his approach, ultimately aiming and landing on the perch nearest Light, which happened to be the spot next to him on the couch. It was close enough for L to easily be able to hand one of the plates over to Light or to set the pair of plates and the two forks on the coffee table if he wanted. For the moment, however, L simply chose to hold onto the cake and forks. He wanted to try his hand at convincing Light to partake of the meal Misa had prepared for one of them

[aforceofjustice]

"Even if that was exactly why? You should know I wouldn't give cake to anyone, not to mention this particular cake is of higher quality than what Misa usually makes." L extended the plate closest to Light toward him, as if Light had said 'yeah, sure, I'll take some cake' instead of what he actually said. Light had emptied his hands of the book he was reading, so really, it was as if he had in fact agreed to eating it in the first place. In actuality, getting Light to eat cake was more difficult than it should be. As much as L understood the natural variety and diversity in taste, he couldn't really understand why anyone would pass on cake, especially cake as delicious-looking as this was. "She would be happy to hear you ate her cake, especially since she went to all this trouble. Or would you rather wait until she gets home and have her feed it to you?"