Fluff
Death Note
(2/5/18) 

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Your POV

"(L/N) San," the most intelligent detective in the world, L, swivels over to me in his chair, "Do you mind analyzing these papers for me?"

"Sure, Ruyzaki," I address him with his current alias as I retrieve the stack of papers from him.

"Thank you, (L/N)," he turns back to his own work as Light eyes me suspiciously.

Ignoring it, I scan the papers. It seemed to report about the Yotsuba employees. Most of them are the average Joes in life. However, a certain few stick out to me.

"Ryuzaki?" I separate the possible suspects from the rest of the other employees, "I finished."

"Let me take a look," the sweets-lover snatches the papers from me and reads over who I've chosen, "Very good, (L/N) San. Light-Kun and I have also reason to believe they are the ones behind the current Kira killings."

"What should we do?" I ask and look directly into his pitch-black pupils.

"Wedy is installing cameras in the meeting room," he puts a cherry stem in his mouth, "All we have to do is wait."

"Okay," I trail off, not knowing what to do, "Is there anything else I can do?"

"No," L takes the stem out of his mouth to reveal it was tied into a knot, "You can do whatever you want now."

"Thank you," I bow in respect, "I think I'll take a night's rest then. Good night, Ryuzaki."

"Good night, (L/N) San," Ryuzaki doesn't meet my gaze and continues to stare blankly at the computer screen.

I let out a breath and head over to the elevator. Once I press the 'up' button, the doors open up to an empty chamber.

Walking in, I look at the buttons' labeling. I find the number '13' and press the button.

The elevator escalades as I think over my plan again.

Valentine's Day isn't too far away and I am planning to give a chocolate cake to a certain person. Who is that 'certain' person?

In case you didn't guess, it's L, the ace sleuth. I'm not sure when my feelings started for him but I know why I have those feelings.

From his n high intelligence to his adorable love for sweets, I find everything perfect about him. Heck, even his coif hair seemed hot to me.

L and I have been best friends for a while, maybe since I was a young adult? Now I'm 24, a year younger than him.

I still remember the first time we had met.

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It was a rainy day. Just fresh off of college, I didn't know what to do.

I failed the police exam time and time again. Even with my high ranking intellect, my stubbornness keeps on getting in the way of me finding a different job.

"What to do?" I bury my hands in my hair from the stress.

"Excuse me?" I lift my head to see a crazy-haired man, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I sniffle a little.

"You're (L/N) San, correct?" The curious man asks and I raise an eyebrow in suspicion.

"Yes..." I back up from him, "How do you know that?"

"Forgive me for acting suspicious," the mysterious male stuff his hands in his pockets, "I needed some help on something I've been working on. Mind joining me?"

"Does it pay?" At this point, I'll do almost anything for money.

"Name your price," he scratches his leg with his foot.

"Well then," I stand up from my seat with a sudden boost of confidence, "Nice to meet you, name's (Y/N) (L/N). Oh, wait you probably already know that, heh heh."

"Nice to meet you as well, (L/N) San," the man coughs before he introduces himself, "I'm L, a detective I'm sure you've heard of."

My jaw drops to the floor. I'm talking to L, the best detective in the world.

Most people didn't even know that he exists. I thought he was a rumor!

"No way," I get thrown off, "You're L!?"
"Please lower your voice," the man, now identified as L, commands, "I'll meet you at the hotel near the cake shop. I'll see you soon, (L/N) San."

"Same here," I'm still startled.

As L walks away, I fangirl on the inside. I just had a conversation with the detective known all over the world! As one who wishes to be on the side of the law, this is pretty meaningful.

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Since then, L would ask me time and time again for assistance. He also helped me find a job and now I work for the PSI or Public Security Intelligence.

So going back on the plan, I decided to bake a chocolate cake. L is a huge aficionado of sweet, especially chocolate and cake.

Mix those together and you got the ultimate recipe for winning L's heart! Wait, I sound a bit obsessed, don't I?

The thing is, I don't know how I can cook something without L seeing. He has cameras littered all over the place. Even in my room!

"Sigh," I run a hand through my hair. Already stressed out by the Kira case, I'll just crash on my bed tonight.

The elevator lets out a 'ding' noise and the doors open. Mastuda was waiting rather timidly.

"Matsuda?"

"O-Oh, (Y/N) Senpai!" Matsuda has always looked up to me so I try to keep up a cheerful atmosphere around him.

"Hello, Matsuda San," I wave at him while I exit the elevator, "I'm going to go to sleep, I'll see you in the morning. Night!"
"Of course," he hurries inside, "Good night, (L/N) San."

I drag my feet to my room once the doors close, holding on to the wall for support. I open the doors and flip the light switch.

Feeling my work clothes were suffocating, I slip out of them and throw on a pair of fuzzy pants and a loose shirt.

Suddenly, I remember that L was probably watching me through one of the multiple monitors he has. My cheeks heat up as I can't get used to the fact that someone's watching me while I change.

I wave at the camera tucked into the corner out of embarrassment. I again flip the switch to turn off the lights.

Literally jumping on the bed, I pass out on the spot.

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I stretch my arms as I wake up with the sun shining its annoying rays on my face.

"Ugh," I groan in irritation as my phone vibrates and rings, "Who is it?"
"It's me, (L/N) San," a familiar voice calls from the other end, "Sorry to have disturbed your sleep. How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking," I know this isn't some time for small talk so I cut to the chase, "Is there any reason why you called me?"
"I've called to inform you that you have the day off," L notifies me on the other end.

"Really?" This would be the perfect opportunity! "Thank you so much!"
"No problem, (L/N) San," L replies monotonously, "I noticed how exhausted you seemed yesterday. I don't want you to pass out from overwork."

"Thank you, Ryuzaki," I again express my gratitude before he hangs up.

Man, this is the perfect chance for me to bake the cake!

I pull over my pajama top and replace it with a simple T-Shirt. Same goes for my pants. Before I leave the room, I bring my phone along for the recipe.

I kinda skip over down to the kitchen where Watari is usually cooking something.

Going past the space in the wall (there wasn't a door), I check to see if anyone is inside. Thankfully, no one was there. Withdrawing my phone out, I search up a recipe for a chocolate cake.

"Surely this can't be hard," I encourage myself and find an appropriate recipe, "This should be fine."
I tie my hair up or at least you something to get it out of my face. Studying the list of ingredients, I check through cabinets, drawers, and pantries to get the necessities.

Once I finish that, I turn on the Shokugeki no Soma anime opening and begin to bake.

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The timer I had set lets out a sound and I immediately remove the cake, that is now done baking, from the oven. The scent of chocolatey goodness fills the room and I inhale the alluring aroma.

"It smells so good!" I self-praise my creation.

"I thought I smelled something," someone's voice enters the room.

I turn around, startled. It was only Ryuzaki.

"Oh, hey, Ryuzaki," I set the baking pan down on the counter, "What's up?"

"I should ask you that," he eyes the undecorated cake, "Normally you would be sleeping whenever I give you a day off. However, here you are, baking a cake. Is it because Valentine's Day is nearing?"

"Haha, you got me," I scratch the back of my neck nervously.

"Who is it for?" L asks with the same expression he always has on.

"It's a secret~," I put my finger close to my lips teasingly.

"I'll find out sooner or later," he answers, unfazed by the fact that I didn't say who it was.

"Maybe," I shrug while looking for the white frosting, "Maybe not."

"Hm," he looks over to the top cabinets, "Check the top cabinet on the far left."
I do as he said and sure enough, a tube of white frosting was there. How did he know I was looking for it?

"Thanks-" I spin around to thank him but he already left, "Huh."

I begin to cover the top and sides with the bright icing. It took me around 30 minutes but I finished anyway.

I know for sure that we have cherries and strawberries in the fridge so I take those out. One by one, I place a strawberry and cherry on the rims of the cake to make a heart-like shape.

Completing the presentation, I judge my arrangement and baking skills.

The display seemed to be fine. The question is what about its taste.

I discreetly sample a tiny piece with slight caution. Surprisingly, it had a delectable taste! It wasn't too hard or too soft and the chocolate's sweetness was just right.

"This should be fine," I smile at the thought of what could happen after.

I call L and he answers in less than 3 rings.

"Is something the matter, (L/N) San?" he asks me and I giggle with anticipation.

"Is anyone there with you?" I questions.

"No, they all went out," I can hear the rustling of papers, "Why?"

"Oh, okay," I grin, "I'll be over there in a minute. See you soon!"

"Yeah," he ends the call and I stuff the cellular device in my pocket.

"Okay, do not screw this up," I sigh and prepare for the long journey, "If Watari can carry something like this all the way there, so could I."

Sliding the tray into my hands, I amble through the halls and into the elevator.

Stepping inside, I press the button that leads to the headquarters. I can feel myself moving upwards and a knot ties up in my stomach.

What if he doesn't like it? What if he likes it but doesn't share the same feelings I have for him? What if he doesn't like the cake and doesn't have any feelings for me whatsoever? What if-

Suddenly, the elevator's doors open and I gulp. Dang.

With uneasiness, I let out a breath and try to remain positive.

"(L/N) San?" L spins on his chair to look at me.

His eyes slightly widen at the sight of the cake but revert to normal in a quick second.

"Uh," I cough a little, "In case you haven't seen this, I made you a cake! Originally, I was going to give it to you on Valentine's but I thought it would taste better if you eat it now."

There was a slight pause and I panic on the inside.
RED ALERT, RED ALERT, HE'S NOT RESPONDING! PLAN B, EVERYONE, WHAT'S PLAN B!?

"Thank you, (L/N) San," L finally answers, "Can you come over here?"
I stride over to him and he takes the fork from the side of the plate. Stabbing the confectionary, he puts the piece of chocolate inside his mouth while holding the far end of the utensil.

I see his Adam's apple bob, indicating he swallowed. I brace myself for any harsh words coming my way.

"This is great, (L/N) San!" L greedily eats more, "Probably better than Watari's!"

"Really!?" I exclaim. I have had the chance to taste Watari's food before and it was superb. I didn't think I held a candle compared to him.

"Yep," he smiles at me rather cutely and I die from the adorableness, "Come here, (Y/N)."

My heart leaps when I heard he used my first name rather than my surname. Doing as he asked, I lean in close with a confused look.

Without warning, his lips collide with mine. Shocked, I don't return the kiss at first. In a flash, I give back the playful peck.

He pulls away with a smirk on his face.

"I knew it, you are sweeter." 

Word Count: 2147

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(A/N): WHAT? No author's note? 

(shoot, i made an author's note 😂)