These chapters are so inconsistent in length! Mah gawd!
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When I woke up, I decided not to open my eyes. Maybe I could slip back into that dream. It was sort of sad, actually, because it was a good dream, and I don't come across those much anymore.
*.*.*
Sighing, I decided falling asleep wasn't going to happen soon, so I reluctantly opened my eyes... Only to be greeted with a room that was not my own. I sat up, seeing the plain white walls and the king sized bed with a computer, some clothes drawers and a wardrobe; this was definitely not my room. It was too... Plain.
However, the panda man standing in the middle of the room was far from plain. Bags under his wide, attentive eyes, a messy black hairstyle swept to the right and an unmistakable slouch, there was no doubt it was him.
"L..." So it wasn't a dream. I'm really in death note.
He cocked his head to the side and murmured, as if to himself, "How is it that you know I am L?"
My eyes widened; I hadn't realised that I'd said that aloud.
"No, I um, I just, you see... Has Kira started killing yet?" I blurted out.
L stared at me blankly, and I realised that I probably shouldn't have said that. It was obvious that Kira hadn't appeared yet and L had no idea what I was talking about.
Salk chose this moment to show up.
She must have been listening, because she voiced what I had just thought: "You should not have said that."
At this point, L was probably getting sick of wasting time, because he started bombarding me with questions.
"Who are you?" I had been prepared for that one. Oh, and while we're on the topic of names, I should mention that my real name is Ruth Medford. Now, back onto my answer.
"I'm Ruka Blackhawk." L seemed to accept that, now moving onto the next question.
"Why are you here?"
"I don't know," I said.
"How did you get inside?"
"I don't know."
L sighed, probably knowing he wasn't going to get many answers from me.
"One more question."
"Yes?" I asked, now wanting more than ever to go to back to sleep.
"Why are you naked?"
I screamed.
*.*.*
After L left I continued screaming my head off.
"Why the hell was I naked?" I whisper-shouted. I wasn't expecting an answer but I got one anyway.
"You do remember you had just had a shower when you agreed to come here?" Salk said, all smug.
I groaned.
Now I had ruined L's impression of me.
Sighing, I suddenly remembered something.
"Where's my notebook?" I asked, as if speaking to myself.
L had probably set up cameras and I didn't want him knowing about the death note or Salk.
Salk replied, "I put it under the bed." I began looking, first finding some of L's clothes. I slipped them on and resume my 'search'. After a few minutes I decided it would be ok to 'find' it now, so I bent down and grabbed the death note from under the bed, stuffing it down my shirt. Now content, I decided to explore the room some more. First I looked in a suitcase that was sitting tucked away in a corner. I tried to unlock it but the end result was only a throbbing foot from trying to kick it open.
I know, stupid right?
Next I decided to hack into his computer. I'll probably just raise his suspicion of me even more, but hey, I'm bored, and I do some pretty stupid things when I'm bored.
I once tried to swallow my tongue just because I had nothing to do.
It was not pretty.
So anyway, I was trying to hack into his computer. The first password that came to mind was his alias, so I typed in L, but to no avail. Next I typed in Matt's real name, Mello's real name, and Near's real name.
Nothing.
Next I had a BRILLIANT idea. *note the sarcasm*
I typed in L's real name. Of course, by the time I had typed in the first password I had already forgotten that L was probably watching me. I can be such a dumb blonde at times. *no offence to blondes*
So there I was typing the true names of L and his successors, while under potential surveillance by L himself.
Crap.
I froze, waiting for the voice that I knew would come. And come it did.
I was so caught!
"Miss Ruka, would you be so kind as to explain how you know the names of not only me, but also my successors?" I fidgeted as I tried to think of a reasonable excuse.
"Umm... A guess?"
"The probability of that being a guess is zero percent."
"Umm... I was possessed?"
"No. Miss Ruka, I think it would be best for you if you are questioned."
Hold on, what? No, I can't. If I were in a room all alone with L, I think I would pass out. Either that or glomp him. And, him being so cute, I would have to confess. I would change the entire storyline if he found out I knew what would happen!
All I want to do is save L, maybe Light while I'm at it.
So, me being me, I decided I'd rather not lose my dignity.
I ran.
I scrambled up off the bed and dashed to the doorway, frantically trying to open the door only to find it locked.
I swept my gaze across the room, stopping when I saw the window.
Sadly, I was still in 'dumb blonde' mode, so I forgot all about how high up the apartment was.
I clambered over to the window and climbed out.
I tried to avoid looking down, but in the end that just made me want to see more. Giving in to the urge, I looked to the city below.
The people were ants, the other buildings looked like toys at my feet.
I was in a lot of trouble.
One slip up and I would be dead.
Salk had disappeared and I realised just how alone I was.
If I died, there was nobody in the world who would give a damn.
L would probably be HAPPY.
After all, I knew everything about him.
That was dangerous.
But I didn't want to die.
And just then, like some stupidly predictable novel, my foot slipped, and I was falling.
...
Falling is a strange feeling.
It's like you weigh nothing.
Your belly flops and all of a sudden you remember how you fell, and what you will feel when you touch the ground.
But the experience is different for everyone.
I, for example, felt like I had just eaten the entire menu at an expensive restaurant.
That's right, I felt sick. You see, you could have just been falling for a mere second, or even less, but time seems to slow down at your will. Unfortunately, it gets its own ideas at the end and speeds up, letting you crash against the ground.
I was one of the lucky people that was only falling for a millisecond.
I looked up at the hand wrapped around my wrist, and slowly, very slowly, my eyes made way to the body, and then the face, attached to it.
"Panda-man..." I breathed.
L tilted his head to the side in that absolutely adorable way he has."You know, you are not in a position to be calling your saviour names."
For once, I didn't argue. I just let my body relax, swaying slightly in the evening breeze.
"Thank you." I whispered. L cocked his head.
"What was that?" Damn him and his cuteness!
"I said thank you goddamn it!" I yelled. Uh, he was so annoying! Stupid panda.
Almost with no effort at all, L hauled me up and dumped me on the floor. I winced and got ready to yell at him, but noticed something.
He was smiling.
The great L, worlds best detective, most emotionless person EVER, was SMILING.
It was a small thing, barely used and if I hadn't spent my entire teenage life watching him on a tv screen I wouldn't have noticed it. But since I had, I did, and I did something that surprised even myself.
I smiled back.
Maybe we could be friends.