Genius

Chapter 1

(L&W)

L was on his chair. You couldn't call it "sitting", because he wasn't sitting. He was crouched, with his thumb between his lips.

'You look tired, Ryuuzaki. How much sleep did you get in the past week?' a worried Watari asked.

'Three hours, 29 minutes and 11 second exactly.' L replied without turning. 'Bring me some more sweets, please.'

'Certainly.' Watari said. His phone rang.

'Yes. Yes. Is that so? Yes.' he talked with the person on the other side of the phone, before hanging up.

'We have a new case.' L said.

'Yes.' the old man replied. 'I'll get it sent to the room.'

'Thank you.'

Watari left, leaving L to fall asleep in front of the TV.

(House)

'House? House!' Wilson was at my door.

'He's not here.' I said, with a squeaky voice.

'I know you're there. Come on. You have to go to work.'

'Leave me alone. I'm not feeling too good.'

'How much Vicodin did you take?' he asked.

'I don't know… Two? Bottles?'

'You're gonna kill yourself, you know.'

'Sure, sure. Bye.'

Wilson left, leaving me in my apartment.

(L&W)

I was reading the new case Watari had given me. It was interesting. A mass epidemic in Africa, signs showing in New York, too. Watari got air filters installed in every safe house that we had. I needed a doctor for this. A smart, reliable doctor. I had some people in mind, but I was still analyzing their abilities, when I saw an interview of a "Dr. House". For an inexperienced eye, he seemed kind, because of the way the shots were cut and put together, but, for someone that knew how to read people, you could tell that he was the exact opposite of what was shown on TV. He was very smart, ironic, a jerk maybe. He had a limp.

'Watari. What do you think of this man? Is he the people-loving doctor that the reporters are showing him to be?' I asked.

'No.' he replied, knowing that it was a good enough answer to satisfy me.

'Research him. Call him to join the case after I give my approval.' I said.

'Certainly.'

I was right, according to the papers in front of me. He'd had some medical problems, but this man was a genius. He'd solved his own medical case, which his own doctors couldn't. He was in constant pain, and he was addicted to Vicodin. He was a very interesting person and, despite that fact that I haven't met him, I already had some respect for the man.

'Get him on the case.' I told Watari.

My chair broke suddenly and I fell off. Watari started laughing, and I soon joined in.

(House)

'Where are you going? We have a case.' Foreman said as I was leaving the office.

'I have been summoned to the witch's lair.'

I went to Cuddy's office.

'Did you ring, master?' I asked.

'Cut it off. We got an interesting call from Hamburg's Police Department. They have a famous detective that has requested you for a case.'

'Do they make hamburgers in Hamburg? 'Cause that would be so cool.'

'House! I told them that I'll send you. So pack your bags. You're going.'

'But I don't want to go.'

'Yes, they DO make hamburgers in Hamburg.'

'Cool! That convinced me.' I said, leaving her office and going home to pack.

(L&W)

'Did you contact them?' I asked Watari.

'Yes. They said he will come.'

'Good. There is a 23.1% probability that the virus was created by a terrorist group. Please check this lead and send the results to my laptop.'

'Sure… Ryuuzaki! Are you watching pornography?' he asked in shock.

'It's fascinating. All that contact and depravation. I'm making a study.' I said, pointing to a big pile of written paper. 'It's both medical, and social.'

'Ok, Ryuuzaki. I'm going to check that lead.'

'Thank you.'

(House)

A man approached the counter.

'I'd like a ticket to Hamburg. Right away.' the man said.

'I'm sorry, but there is no available seat until tomorrow.'

He turned to an old woman.

'Hello. My name in Greg, and I'm a painkiller addict. I sometimes do crazy stuff. My counselor told me that I shouldn't travel my plane, but I told that there will be no problem. I'll fly with you to Hamburg.' he told her.

The woman turned to me and gave the ticket back.

'Are there any available seats now?' the man asked.

'Yes. Enjoy your flight.' I said, handing him the ticket.

'Thank you.'

(L&W)

L was watching a live feed from the airport. Dr. House was getting a ticket. It had audio, so I heard everything that he said.

'Watari, come and watch this! This Dr. House is a genius.' L said, giggling. He was so exhausted that, before Watari arrived, he was already asleep.