Oh my God… I swear, if Ryuuzaki eats another one of those chocolate candy things, I'm going to barf. He's scarfed down so many of them… doesn't he get sick? I'm getting sick just listening to him! I dropped the idea of watching the man after I threw up the first time. Desperately, I scanned the room for anything that would serve my purpose of plugging my ears.
There—right there! On the counter! There was a bag of cotton balls! Yes, that would work perfectly. I stood up to walk over and get it. The chain went taut and I was jerked back towards the scrawny detective.
He glanced at me, then turned back to the computer screen. "If Raito-kun wants something to eat, he can have some of my cake," he offered halfheartedly.
I turned my head, putting it in one hand and waving no with the other. "That's… quite all right, I just needed to stretch out a cramp in my legs," I said, returning to my seat. Well, that's a lost cause.
I sighed, leaning back in my seat. So far the search for Kira had turned up nothing. I glanced at the detective, trying to see if he had gotten a hint. If he did, I'd have to work harder—I don't want to lose. I don't like to lose, either.
I noticed his figure for the first time. His hair was a haphazard bird's nest. That's probably the best way to describe it. His posture was as sloppy as his hair was messy. The detective's sitting style was unique: he brought his feet up onto the chair and drew his knees to his chest while hunching over. Those onyx eyes were surrounded by deep pools of black. Probably from lack of sleeping. I'll break him of that habit. The white shirt L was wearing was smeared with bits of cream or coffee or some other sweet or pastry he had been eating. Of course, he'd change it… right? It's still my first day and I'm dreading this.
Ryuuzaki must have noticed my staring. "Raito-kun, it would be best if we continued the search, not stared at each other pointlessly."
"Ah. Of course, sorry, Ryuuzaki. I've just been a bit… distracted lately."
Oh God, is it just me, or are you choosing to torture me today? Two people stared at the bathroom door.
One was me. A very panicked me. Excuse my grammar; I'm a bit… unnerved today.
The other was L. Calm as ever, he stood, waiting for a response so he could continue with the shower.
Obviously annoyed by my lack of response, he cut in.
"Raito-kun, let's get started," he said, extracting a key from Watari, whose presence I had not noticed. Promptly, the detective unlatched me and allowed me only enough time to take off my shirt. Then, after following suit, he led me into the bathroom. There were two stalls separated by a murky-glassed wall, but clear enough to be able to discern the motions going on the other side. There was a cut going through the entire wall, just for our chain. I relaxed as I took off my pants and stepped into the shower.
L glanced at me and chuckled.
"It looks like right now, I beat Raito-kun in everything."
I got this idea from another fanfic. Sorry; you know who you are… I hope (Showers) title of fanfic