After going to Naomi's house, Raye Penber took a bus home. Sitting down, he sighed and started reading a newspaper. Work had never been worse. Apperently, after Naomi's leaving, the FBI have been taking advantage of the time that he would have usually spent with her. Now his time with her was more limited than before. " Excuse me, can I sit here?" Raye looked up to see a girl who looked liked she was in her late teens. Raye nodded and the girl took a seat. She peered at the newspaper and asked, " What's that about?" Raye looked at the page she was talking about.
" Oh, it's a murder case that's been going on," he replied. The girl tiltled her head. " Murder case?" she repeated. Raye nodded. " You must be new around town, since everyone knows about it already. You see, these three murders were commited here in Los Angles. No one's having any luck on finding out who the culprit is, though. Even L is having some trouble." he explained. The girl looked at Raye with a confused expression. " L?" she said. Raye put the newspaper down. " You don't know him, huh. Of course, I don't blame you. Not alot of people do. L is the world's greatest detective. He's solved a great amount of cases. Nobody knows his true identity; not his name, not his looks. A genious, and yet he's still having trouble with the case."
" Really?" the girl asked in awe. " Wow. But how is that possible? I mean, only three people were killed, right? There should be at least one clue. Hasn't he checked out if there were any at the scenes already?" Raye looked out the window. " Actually, as far as I know, L has never actually been at a crime scene or anything. He does all his work through a computer." he said. The girl pursed her lips. " Well that's wierd." she said. The bus came to a hault. " This is my stop," Raye said, and got up. He gave the girl the newspaper. " Here. Keep it if you want to learn more about it."
The girl smiled at Raye. " Thanks!" she said, and started reading. Raye smiled back and got off. As soon as the bus started to move again, the girl stopped smiling. L, huh, she thought. Not even he is able to get this murderer. Yes, this must be him. It's only a matter time before he's sent to his death, as long as L doesn't catch him first.
Naomi looked out the window tiredly. She attempted to go to sleep multiple time earlier, but failed. Too much was going on in her head right now. She thought of a trick that her mom had taught her when she was a kid. If she wanted to get some sleep, she'd write down everything that was on her mind and it would have been much easier to let go of the thoughts. But, in this case, it didn't seem safe to write down what was going on.
There was a knock on the door, which startled Naomi. Who could it possibly be at this time? It was...Naomi turned to look at the clock on the wall. 3:16 am. Naomi sighed at how late she'd been up and went to the door. Checking through the peephole, she saw Beyond. She grimanced. Ah, of course, Naomi thought and opened the door. Beyond looked up, looking awful. His hair was messier than usual, and the bags under his eyes were darker. His skin was much paler than it usually was. Naomi looked at him with concern. " Ryuzaki, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost," she said.
" No, I had a nightmare," he told her. " Really? It must've been bad; you look me to make you some coffee?" she offered. Beyond shrugged, and walked in with her. He sat on the couch as Naomi headed for the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker. " So Misora, what's your excuse for being up so late? It seems like you didn't just wake up." Beyond said. " Couldn't sleep," Naomi answered simply. Beyond nodded, yawning. A few minutes later, Naomi came in with two cups of coffee. She went back to the kitchen to retrieve a bag of sugar cubes and handed it to Beyond. He smirked and opened the bag.
" So Ryuzaki," Naomi said. " Any specific reason you came here besides the fact that you had a bad dream?" Beyond got a few sugar cubes and dropped them into his cup one by one. Why did he come? It wasn't nessecary to come all the way over here. He's been doing things without giving it a second thought lately. " Honestly, Misora, I haven't the slightest idea," he responded, taking a sip out of his drink. Naomi looked at him with a worried expression on her face. " So what was it about?" she asked. " What was what about?" Beyond asked, taking more sugar cubes. Naomi sighed. " I mean the nightmare, Ryuzaki." she said. Beyond shook his head. " I'm sorry, Misora, but I really have no intention on telling you about it," he said. Naomi frowned. " Ryuzaki, I understand if you don't feel like telling me. But if you let it out to someone, it'll make you feel better."
Beyond looked down at his coffee. There was a part of him that wanted to tell Naomi, but another that thought it was just too personal to be heard anywhere but his mind. " It's quite alright, Misora," he assured. Naomi looked at him doubtfully, but didn't push the subject any further. Instead, she sat there awkwardly while Beyond finished his drink. " Um, just out of curiosity, are you gonna be heading home now?" she asked tentively. Beyond blushed. " Well, actually, you see...since it's late and I won't be able to find my way home in the dark..."
Naomi stared at him for a moment, then said, " You want to stay over?" Beyond choked on his drink. " Well, Misora, it's late and if you feel uncomfortable with my staying here then you could just send me home!" he said hastily. Naomi smiled. " The guest room's right over there," she said, pointing down a hallway. " I'll get you some blankets." She got off the couch and headed towards a closet at the very end of the hall. Beyond burried his face in the couch's armrest, feeling his face redden. Never had he felt this embaressed.
As soon as he heard Naomi's footsteps come closer he immediately sat up. She has holding a couple of blankets and pillows. " Are these good?" she asked. Beyond got up to examine them more closely. " Perfect," he mumbled and took them out of Naomi's hands. She led him to the room he would be staying in. " So, if you need anything, just call me," she said and left. Beyond plopped himself on the bed, threw the blankets on top of himself, and adjusted the pillow under his head. Finally, after at least an hour of just laying there, he let sleep claim him.