There was a small bus station bench two doors down from the club, and Hitomi let out an angry 'humph' as she flopped down on it. She wasn't alone for long, though, L's voice speaking calmly behind her a few minutes later.
"Why does Hitomi-chan get so upset?" Still too enraged to trust her own mouth, she shook her head. He sat down next to her, his arm brushing her shoulder as he settled down just close enough to invade her personal space. She didn't have to look over at him to know his legs were pulled up.
"I can't allow Hitomi-chan to keep holding back like that," he mumbled offhandedly. As if he weren't even speaking to her. "Secrets are only going to get in the way of the investigation."
"You're lecturing me about keeping secrets?!" she huffed. "I don't think I've heard an honest word from you since I met you!"
"I don't know what Hitomi-chan's talking about. Why would I lie about liking sweets, or wanting to catch Kira... or being a friend of Raito-kun?"
"That's not what I mean. I mean... I don't even know your name!"
"The reason for that was clearly explained when Hitomi-chan agreed to help."
"I know!"
"Then what's the problem?"
"You- just... you're so..."
"What?"
"Aggravating! Like- when you lectured me about drinking. You wouldn't tell me how old you were, only that you were old enough to drink legally. As if telling me your age is going to get you killed!?" He was unexpectedly silent. When Hitomi turned to look at him, he was watching her as well, their faces surprisingly close. He'd sat closer than she'd thought. His dark eyes were completely cast in shadow, and she couldn't quite read the look on his face. She didn't need to, though, because another well timed interruption broke their conversation.
"Excuse me..." The pair looked up to see a man L's height with almost white blond hair and pale blue green eyes. Hitomi could read faint concern in his features, so she asked a tad irritably,
"Was there something you needed?"
"Well, I was watching you in the club, and- well, not really watching you, that's weird, but I noticed how beautiful you were. Anyway, it looked like you got in a fight with this guy, and when he followed you out here I just wanted to make sure he wasn't giving you a hard time, you know?" A smile broke out on her face.
"Oh, I'm perfectly fine. Thanks for the concern-"
"Frank." He held out a hand, and she stood, coming around the bench to greet him.
"Thank you, Frank." She took his hand, but instead of shaking it, he raised it briefly to his lips.
"No problem. And what can I call you?"
"Hitomi." He smiled graciously.
"Hitomi, then. Since you're fine, can I escort you back inside and.. perhaps dance?" Hitomi's smile turned with a hint of spite, and she looked back at L.
"That sounds wonderful. Let's go, before we miss another song." She followed himclosely, knowing that L wasn't far behind. Of course he would want to keep an eye on her, and since Raito had already disappeared, who else would he tag along with?
Inside the music was louder than ever, the small band just starting up a new song as Frank and Hitomi stopped on the main floor. He turned back to her and as the singer belted out his lyrics, L was socked at how close the other two 'danced'.
can't get my mind off your photograph
wanna put a ring on your little finger
when I proposed to you, you just laughed
you squished me flat with your thumb and finger
when I call you up on your telephone
you always say that you want me to come over
Honestly, what she considered dancing was practically nothing more than a vulgar display. Barely short or sex, with clothes on. And the way she kept looking back over her shoulder at him. Was it his imagination, or was she glaring at him each time, purposely trying to see if he was aggravated. Or trying to aggravate him. He plated it cool though, looking away as if he were bored. But his eyes were soon drawn back to her and that guy. She didn't even know him, for the love of all that's sacred!
L had just about had enough of Hitomi's cruelty when she surprised him again, turning around and continuing to dance with her back to Frank. Now she watched him ruthlessly as if asking snidely,
'what are you going to do about this?' All without missing a beat.
you shake shake shake shake shake shake shake
you shake shake shake shake
you think I'm two times doing you wrong
cocaine and drugs and alcohol
don't want nothing from you, girl
don't want nothing from you
He pulled a hand from his pocket and ran it slowly through his unruly hair as he watched her move against the near stranger, and a smirk played on her lips. Hitomi turned away again, and Frank wrapped his hands around her waist, sliding them down onto her butt. She pulled away from him, but he soon gabbed her again, yanking her too close and leaving her struggling to get out of his grasp.
The entire time she was fighting her losing struggle against the suddenly perverted newcomer, she didn't look to L for help. But as he finally moved in to kiss her, he strode forward. L grabbed Hitomi's shoulder and pulled her away, shoving her behind him.
tired of your words, tired of myself
tired of your friends and the things they do
I'm standing here on the corner, baby
I'm tired of waiting here for you
don't want nothing from you, girl
don't want nothing from you
"Do you have a problem there, buddy?" Frank asked.
"I... don't recall being your friend." L said in his low muttering voice. Frank shoved him back a few steps, ready to fight.
"I don't recall her being with you, either. So why don't you just butt out!?"
"I'm afraid I can't do that while Hitomi-chan is in such a risky situation." Frank looked around and began to laugh, but stopped abruptly and threw a punch at L. Which he dodged, of course.
you shake shake shake shake shake shake shake
you shake shake shake shake
you think I'm two times doing you wrong
cocaine and drugs and alcohol
Stopping himself just short of throwing a punch of his own and causing a real scene, L turned around and grabbed Hitomi by the wrist. She flinched at his unusually rough move, but he didn't seem to notice as he practically dragged her away.
They hadn't made it far before Frank started shouting insults, and this time Hitomi was the one to lose her temper. She yanked from L's grasp and closed the distance quickly. Her knee had connected with his crotch before he had time to realize what she was going for, and as he doubled over, she turned enough to deliver a kick to his side. Once he was on the ground she hissed something at him in japanese, then turned back to L.
She didn't say anything, but held out her hand to him again. Looking about ready to cry, Hitomi waited for him to take her by the arm again, and he lead her out silently of the club.
don't want nothing from you, girl
don't want nothing from you
A/N: there's part two of two. some super jealousy, perhaps? and btw, the song is two times by the blakes. it seemed kind of fitting to me, especially being in a club and all. reviews are nice...