Cats – L
The detective sat on his chair in his usual position in front of his computer but it was not the laptop he was interested in, it was a cat. A small, furry little kitten to be precise. Watari had found the tiny feline and thought that the genius detective could use a furry little friend. L had never thought much about cats before, or animals in general, so he was quite baffled when he had learned that Watari had got him the cat that was watching him even though the detective had never made any comments regarding animals before. Besides all that, the cat was interesting and…cute. It was a small, black furry kitten with large, intriguing, bright yellow eyes which had been watching the detective since it set its small furry feet in his room.
L couldn't take it anymore, he could not possibly hope to work with something that cute watching him. So, the great L paused his work and turned to stare at the kitten, just as it did to him. Before he knew it, they were having a little staring contest between them, something the detective would have never dreamed of doing.
They stared at each other without interruption for at least five minutes when the cat finally blinked and looked away, walking towards the food bowl Watari had left it when he dropped the feline off. The detective smiled cutely and mumbled:
"I win."
The detective nibbled his thumb and decided that he should get back to his work but he found that he couldn't. Something was distracting him, hindering the workings of his mind and keeping him from focusing on the cases. He always found himself looking back to the kitten, who was eating happily.
The cat is distracting me? The detective thought to himself.
"Non," he mumbled aloud in French.
L had decided to forget about the cat for the time being but he certainly couldn't get back to work, his mind was elsewhere that night. He decided he should sleep, or at least try, since he had not done so in the last week. With that, the detective closed his laptop completely and left his bowl of unfinished sweets beside it as he nimbly lifted his legs off the chair and walked to his bed.
The detective did not bother to change his clothes since he doubted he would sleep anyway. Yet, he still tried, trying every night but never having any real luck. He let his body fall onto his fluffy mattress, back first and found his eyes closing naturally due to his lack of sleep.
After seven minutes of the detective's eyes staying shut he felt the mattress cave inwards ever so slightly.
Must be the cat. L thought to himself.
He was right, the cat had finished eating, drinking and doing its business. The cat had gone straight to L's side as soon as it was on the bed and curled into a ball, falling asleep right away. The detective was surprised at how soft the cat was against his shirt, pressing into his skin. The feeling brought him warmth and he fell asleep much faster than he originally anticipated.
Watari had left L alone after he dropped the cat off in his room but decided he should check on him to see how he was doing, as he normally did each night.
10 O'clock at night. Maybe this time L will actually sleep. Watari thought to himself as he walked into the detective's room. To Watari's surprise, L was sleeping with a black kitten curled up to his side.
"I knew it," the old man said proudly and grinned.
He and L had been talking earlier and L had commented that nothing could make him sleep. Watari then took it upon himself to find something that would help L sleep. In all honesty, he had a feeling a cat would work. He felt bad for the kitten and wanted to save it, it would also provide L with some much-needed company. Watari would always try to help L in any way possible since the detective was like a son to him.
Watari walked quietly to the bed and pet the cat first, who stretched at the contact of the old man's hand on its fur and then curled back into a ball. He smiled and then walked over to L and stroked his hair gently. Watari had almost expected L to do the same thing the cat had done, he has done stranger things, but the detective just sighed softly. This action reminded Watari of L as a child. He smiled at the memory; the memory of when he first met L.
As the old inventor was remembering, he leaned down and kissed L's forehead softly.
"Good night L." Watari said quietly and then left the room. Leaving the detective and his new friend to sleep.