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He had stopped walking before I did and was staring at me through frustrated eyes. I felt the urge to stick out my tongue at him and run away, but alas, this was no school yard and I was no pre-schooler.
This was Light Yagami, son of the chief of police, and L's partner in crime, for lack of a better word. He was maybe an inch taller than me (with my heals on), had brown hair that covered his forehead and the nape of his neck but was somehow, simultaneously, well kept enough that you would not confuse him with a surfer. He dresses well for his age and is extremely handsome, by society's standards. I, on the other hand, was repulsed by his very presence. He was self-obsessed, over confident and probably tortured puppies in his spare time. He was no help to L or the investigation as far as I was concerned, and as the icing on the cake, he wouldn't leave me alone!
"Sai? Was a pleasant surprise. Are you going my way?"
I had a few theories. Maybe he was fascinated by the fact that I was the only person on the "inside" when it came to L. This fact fascinated most people: Why shield out the world, and let this blonde in?! And then I thought, on the off chance he wasn't an idiot, which means he might have figured out who or what I am. And then the last theory, which L often brought to my attention, was that he had developed a crush on me. I prefer crush rather than love because they couldn't be more different.
"No."
He had walked across the street, never allowing his eyes to leave my form, which meant I couldn't exactly make a run for it. While he was so focused on me, I had been secretly praying for a car to come out of nowhere, but to no avail. Only a mass murderer could cross the street and not be hit by traffic. I assumed he was heading back to L's apartment to meet with the rest of the task force, and I had just come from there. This fact gave me a little bit of happiness since I knew, with our opposite destinations, that this encounter would be short.
"Wow…"
He stared down at me with innocent façade that made me throw up a little in my mouth. Watching Light make such faces was like watching a butcher kiss a cow. It was such a contradiction.
"What?"
He disregarded my reluctant tone and continued on.
"You just look so…beautiful."
Chapped lips, 2 day old hair and 4 hours sleep was scarcely worthy of a "wow". I was normally pretty attractive, (which by the way, I use a scale of "how many whistles" I get to measure my beauty on a daily basis), but today was no red-carpet affair. I had spent the last few days drowning in paperwork and other useless tasks that put my various skills to shame. Needless to say, I wanted to respond with a big fat "HARDLY".
"You'd better get down to HQ, Batman needs you to dry-clean his tights."
"Hah, you not coming? The atmosphere is so much more productive when you around."
"Oh yea, you can cut the sexual tension with a knife."
I stared to walk away, and of course he followed. It wasn't like he needed to go catch a mass murderer or anything. I stopped and turned toward him. I knew how to make him leave. I stared pass his shoulder at the floating corpse like monster, Ryuk. The shinigami that followed Light around like a shadow. He floated about 20 feet back from us. Probably the farthest edge of his leash.
He looked back at me, not so much frightened, but a still there was a strange emotion on his long, twisted face. It was a mix of frustration, confusion, and constipation? Like he wanted to scream but he was without a laxative and couldn't say anything.
Haha, I love a good gag order when I see one. I could see him, and he could see me. The solid gold halo hovering above my head, dripping with light so bright that Ryuk's eyes were always squinted in my presence. My wings, whiter than any untainted snow flake that could fall from earth made clouds. Each feather perfectly laid upon the other in harmonious rows of heavenly shine. It was all I could do not to smile at his expression. It was conformation that I was real. I had spent so long in the human world I was being to think I was one of them.
"Sairen?"
Back to reality. Light was getting uncomfortable as I stared at Ryuk. He always did. Light knew he was there, but he was a great actor. He never regarded Ryuk. He was always so careful.
Definitely a sick mastermind. Eventually Light begins to panic and suspect that maybe I see him, which causes him to leave in an inexplicable rush.
"You know what? I'll see you later. I should probably get going."
Works ever time.
I nodded and winked at Ryuk, and then glided off in a fit of victory. Mentally I was doing a jig.