Light carried him indoors & locked the front door behind him.

"Welcome to my humble abode, oh great detective. Where do you want to go? Hopefully not the kitchen, you just ate a lot." He sniggered loudly. "You got so very drunk on a tiny bit of sweetened rum, that too, inside a cake."

"So what?! Why must you always lecture me about that over and over?!" L shouted as his eyes was filled with tears pushes Light away and just leans against the wall crying to . "....If you hate me then just say it? Is it wrong that I like being with you? I do like you more than anything but since you're not gonna accept it and keep treating me like bum then fine! I'm leaving.... don't know why *Hic* I wasted my time with this boy.." The man shouted walking against the wall feeling his way towards the kitchen to find the home phone.

".................................."

Light snapped out of his daze and ran after the detective. "Y'know, you look funny when you're all drunk and wobbly. And don't be silly, I've got you right where I want you."

With the practiced ease of an athlete, Light lifted the other and brought him back to the foot of the stairs. "You haven't answered my question, Mr. Detective. Where do you want to go in my house? And no no no, not the kitchen."

It was hard to even freaking see, everything is just blurry only to get stop by Light listening to what he say except that last part which threw him off. "...Wait? You got me what again? *Hic* "

L then made a yelp noise being hauled over with a groan in annoyance. "...Finr! The bedroom or something! I really need to lay down.."

"And you need to eat more of that cake." Light carried him up to the bedroom, opening the door with his foot. He couldn't resist teasing more. "On top of the bed? Or shall I throw you under it?"

L just groans even more in sheer annoyance gripping Light's back uniform shirt. "It's a damn bedroom, of course there's a bed! Put me on the bed!" *Hic*

"As you wish." Light gently lay the detective down on the bed. "Sleepy yet?"

L finally sighs in delight feeling the sheets against his backside. "....Sleepy...? No. Not yet. Why you asked?" *Hic*

"I guessed." Light leaned over him. "You want to lie down because you got drunk on a few drops of rum in a cake." He grinned at the other's expression. "So, what do I get for winning the bet?"

Bet? Winning? L's mind is too fuzzy to even think. "Oh.... I don't know... anything.. I'm too dizzy to think so you go ahead." L said laying on his side.