Disclaimer: I don't own death note.
A's POV
I can't believe I actually had a seizure! And so close to the day mom is supposed to contact us. I can't believe it. Contacting her is going to be so much harder now. I need to find a way to convince Watari that I don't need him to randomly check up on me anymore. If I don't he can find out that she's not dead, and then who knows what will happen.
Maybe I can convince him to have Mail check up on me for now on. That way if he gets caught sneaking to my room again like last night he can lie and say he's doing a random check up. It might work, though Watari might argue that he's too young to handle a responsibility like that.
I rolled my eyes. Genius or not people will always have the same perception of age. If you are too young, you're still incompetent. If you're too old, then you have lost your usefulness. What a foolish way for the world to work.
I heard a faint click from behind me. I cocked my head to the right and watched the door open about an inch. I see he's sending L because he no longer thinks B is stabile.
In past incidences, Watari would send B. He knows that I feel more comfortable around him then around L. Now Watari doesn't care whom I feel more comfortable around, he refuses to let me be around B as long as I'm "unsound."
"L if you must check on me don't do it as if I'm under a microscope. It pisses me off."
L opened the door all the way and shuffled into my room. I noticed that one of his eyes was still encircled by a purple bruise, courtesy of B. I mentally smiled at it because I thought L deserved it; B doesn't really want me to suffer.
His thumb was hanging from his lips, which meant he had something on his mind. I gave him a bored stare and waited for him to speak. He asked if he could sit down and I motioned toward my bed. It reminded me that I should probably get more furniture for people to sit on. I should change that.
"I didn't come because Watari asked me too, I came because I wish to speak with you about something; something very important. I know that eventually you will not listen to Watari and you will go looking for B, but I'm begging you not to."
I glared at him because he had no right to tell or even ask me not to hang out with B. L and I are barely friends. "I'm sorry L but I cannot comply with your request."
L's grip on his knees tightened and he glared back at me. "Please listen to me, B is a monster. He has done horrible things to people in the past; I'm worried that he will one day hurt you. You may not care about me very much, but I do care about you."
I felt my eyes widen at his confession. Before I could stop myself I asked him why. His face reddened in response. Is he…blushing?
"I, I'm not really sure. I just feel compelled to do to. I can't explain it. I just don't want you to get hurt."
I smiled despite myself because deep down I knew L wasn't saying this because he and B are fighting. He came because he really was worried about me. Also I was glad he was gaining some human emotions. "While it's very sweet of you to be so concerned about me, there is no reason to be. I'm perfectly safe around B. As for his past, I believe that a person's past doesn't define them. It only helps a person choose who they want to become."
L bit his thumb before responding. "Not all people can change A, some people are just destined to remain bad."
I sighed, shook my head, and made my way to the door. "L, do you believe the world is black and white or do you believe there is also a grey area? And if you do believe in a grey area, home many shades of grey do you believe there are?"
He blinked twice and stated, "I used to believe that the world was black and white, however I am not sure anymore."
"That's a pity. Let me know when you figure it out." I walked out of the room and left L behind with his thoughts. I was going to wait longer before looking for B, but my talk with L made me realize something. I still had to test B to see if my theories are correct about him.
B's POV
What a pretty blade. So shiny; so sharp. Imagine how many things you can make bleed rubies?
I jumped slightly at the sound of someone knocking on the door. Now who is stupid enough to come calling for me? "Go away!"
The door opened anyway and A stepped inside and quietly shut the door behind her. She leaned against the door and stared at me for about five seconds before taking off her sunglasses and tossing them on my bed. "Do you mind if I stay here for a while?"
I tried to not focus on her eyes because I knew I wouldn't be able to say no if I did. "Actually I do mind, now will you go? I want to be alone right now."
She ignored what said and didn't move; instead her eyes scanned my body. It made me feel caged and agitated. After what felt like forever she asked, "What are you going to do with that knife?"
I growled and stroked the sharp side of the blade. "Nothing that concerns you, now leave!"
She folded her arms and gave me a defiant look. "No."
I felt my jaw drop, but I quickly recomposed myself. I pointed the blade at her and gave her the scary look I could muster. "Damn it A, if you don't leave right now ill-"
"You'll what? Come on B you and I both know that you would never do anything to truly hurt me! You're not going to cut me with that blade. You-"
I cut her off midstream by slamming my body against hers and pushed my knife against her neck. Though I did want to cut through her skin I restrained myself. Because deep down I knew she was right. Even if she was provoking me, I could never do it.
Her eyes bore into mine. There was no fear in them; they were completely calm. It fascinated and confused me at the same time. If I had done this to any other person there would be fear, hysteria, and nervousness. With her she is calm, no matter what I do, she is always calm. Why?
Then she did something I never thought she'd do; she pushed her neck slightly into the blade. Even though threw the knife to the ground immediately after, a small slither of blood began to trickle down her neck. I stared in awe as she smiled and closed her eyes for a moment. "See you're not a monster, if you were you would have cut me. Stop pretending to be one, since when do you care about what others think of you? Especially L, of all people! I thought you were stronger than that."
I stepped away from her and grabbed the tissue box from my desk. She took a few tissues and pressed them against her cut. A truly is incredible at sometimes. I've always known that she was very adept at profiling; it's the reason why she is so persuasive. But I never thought that she'd be able to read me like an open book. I underestimated her again. "If I am not a monster then why is everyone afraid of me? Why does everyone think that one day I'm going to snap and start hurting people?"
She shook her head and smiled at me. "They think that because you think that. You are very paranoid; you assume that everyone is against you. You believe that you have to beat some invisible enemy, because if you don't, then it will control and dominate you. And you have a personality that refuses to lose, that can't stand to be dominated. You my dear friend are a sadist."
"If I am a sadist, why do you want to be around me? Aren't you worried that I will hurt you to get myself off?"
Her smile morphed into a smirk and her eyes began to dance with amusement. "I am not worried because feelings of fear and anxiety clears my mind. The feeling of pains can both relax and excite me depending on the situation. I am a masochist, you and I are simply meant to be together."
"You came here just to tell me that?"
"Yes and no.
I thought back to all the times I had physically hurt A; I realized that every time I did it, she smiled. Everything started to click into place. When I came out of my thoughts she was no longer against my door, instead she was in my bed. She was still watching me though. I felt my right eyebrow rise as I sarcastically said, "Comfy?"
"Mhm."
"Are you sure you want to start hanging around me constantly A? I can be quite possessive."
She laughed and said "That's ok because I can get easily attached to people."
I walk over to the bed and stared down at her. "I also get jealous when you help L with cases."
Her eyes widened at this. "You were jealous? Why?"
I felt my face redden, but I knew she couldn't see it in my darkly lit room. Instead I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her centimeters from my face. She gasped and then smiled up at me, just like always. "Go to sleep, we can talk about it in the morning."
Ok so as you can probably guess, shit is starting to hit the fan. L and B both have feelings for A. A knows she has feelings for B but i'm not sure if i'd call them romantic ones yet. Just to clarify A and B are not a couple. they are just agreeing to become... i guess partners is the best word for it... because they both know they need each other to deal with their tendancies. More things to come: cases with L and A. Shenanigans with B and A, and some fun times with Matt. i hope you like the chapter! XD
