Sakura squeaked slightly, falling from L's lap. She was barely kept on her feet by L's loose grip. She frowned a bit, pulling back from L and sitting on his desk, right in front of the monitor.
L studied Sakura's face closely for a second. "You're not usually this forward," he stated simply, then he tried to look around her at the computer screen.
L leaned back again, chewing on his thumb. "Tala, I need to see the screen." He stared at her again, this time his eyes travelling a bit further down. "I still don't understand why you are being like this," he muttered.
Sakura grinned slightly. "You don't need to see the screen," she said simply, grabbing the hem of her shirt. She slipped it off, throwing it across the main room.
"Yes I do, T-" L left his sentence hanging in midair, dropping his hand from his mouth and staring rather openly. "Tala, what if someone walks in and sees you without a t-shirt on?"
L's eyes followed Sakura as she jumped off the desk, still staring at her chest. "Tala, that's quite irresponsible," he muttered, transfixed. "It could easily be Mogi or one of the police who walks in."
L widened his eyes even more for a second, then finally closed them and kissed Sakura back. He wrapped his arms around her waist loosely, tilting his head.
"One word: alcohol." Aya grinned as they walked outside. "Thing is, I'm not able to get my hands on any short of stealing it, and then Ryuzaki would confiscate it."
"Sure!" Misa cheered, jumping up and practically dragging Light along. "I don't want to stay here with these perverts!" She said, glancing back at Ryuzaki.
"Fine, but if you wanna have some, you're gonna have to be nice to me." Aya grinned.
Misa sat next to Light, still looking rather excited. "We should talk about the baby! No one else was interested! Emiko had that music player and Ryuzaki was being a pervert and Matt and Mello are... idiots!"