Rating: M

Disclaimer: Do not own Death Note or any of the characters associated with it except for the main character Mina. Yay! I own something!

Chapter 9


Thank you Watai. Thank you so much. I hope you are having lots of fun on your little holiday, because if this is what you went through during your days as L's confidant, then I really do feel for you. Thank you so much for leaving me here with him….cant you just see the sarcasm dripping from my mouth?

Mina was pissed. Like, really, pissed. She thought of ways she could torture Watari whilst scrubbing at L's dirty hair with her bare hands. Luckily for her, he didn't remove his boxers when he hopped into the bath tub, and Mina wondered if Watari had to do this, or if it was just her punishment for throwing coffee all over him. Whichever one it was, she wasn't used to being a slave for anyone, only her father, but not in this way.

"O-ow…Mina-chan is scrubbing way too hard" L moaned.

"Stop your whinging" she muttered, spluttering another blob of shampoo into his hair. "Your hair still smells like wet dog"

"Mina-chan isn't being very nice today-ow!"

"How's the water looking down there?" she asked.

"I don't know...too many bubbles…" He tilted his head back and blew some in her face. She giggled, to her surprise, and hastily wiped them from her face. Why did she just laugh then at his childish behaviour? Outrageous! She dropped her smile and coughed slightly. L rolled his eyes at this and moved his head back.

"So, are you going to tell me more about this case of yours?" she asked, pulling over the shower hose to rinse his hair.

"Possibly. Maybe."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means I might tell you…"

"Please, L, don't make me strangle you with the shower hose" she muttered, spraying water in his face.

"There is not much more to tell…" He spurted water out of his mouth and wiped his eyes, his expression showing that of pure disgust. Obviously doesn't fall into his category of real taste. Mina thought.

"Tell me, why do you suspect Light to be Kira?"

"Coincidences and facts" he said simply. "He always seems to be linked to the murders somehow, especially the CIA murders not too long ago". Mina continued to rinse his hair, listening intently at the same time. "But recently, I've been forced to divert my suspicions from Light, unto others, who have no connections with him whatsoever…except one…" he muttered on while Mina rubbed her hands in conditioner and massaged it through his hair.

"And this Death Note, it kills people how?"

"Names. Kira can kill a person by knowing their name"

"Does Light know your real name?"

"No. But I get everyone to call me Ryusaki, any how"

"I see, so should I start calling you that?"

"It would be convenient, yes"

"What about my name? Light already knows my first name…" she stopped rinsing out the conditioner and looked down to him concerned.

"Don't tell him your last name. But not only Light…anyone"

"Hmm…alright" this Kira business was making her head spin, even is she was dying to ask him more questions about it.

"Where's Watari?" she asked randomly, returning the shower hose to its hook.

"I gave Watari a week off"

"Oh. Has he, uhm, mentioned anything else that might be of concern to me?" she asked, the pitch of her voice slightly off. L tilted his head back, frowning at her.

"No."

"Okay, doesn't matter" she averted from his stare, bending down to the floor, picking up a towel. She quickly dried out his hair, or at least enough so it was reasonably damp.

"So where are you taking me tomorrow?"

"You ask a lot of questions…" L muttered. She gulped, hearing his usual bleak tone. She leaned over across the floor again and handed him another dry towel. "You can do the rest yourself." She said before picking herself up from the cold floor and heading out of the bathroom. She stationed herself in the communication room, sitting glumly on the couch in the corner. When L came out all dressed in his typical blue jeans, he found her watching more music videos on the miniature television on the desk opposite her.

"Is my shirt dried yet?" he asked, plonking him self on the wheelie chair and spinning himself around the room until he came to his laptop on the other side of the room.

"Oh, right!" she hopped up out of the chair and ran out of the room, soon returning with his white shirt, perfectly dried, without a stain. L's eyes widened. "Wow…its whiter than it was before" he drooled at it, as if it was practically glowing.

"The work of napisand!" she helped him pull it over his head. She marvelled at her work. Not just the shirt, but L himself. He seemed…cleaner. She drew closer to him and started sorting out his hair. L held in a breath as he came face to face with her chest. He began to blush madly, and hoped Mina wouldn't notice. Mina cursed when his hair just bounced back into its former position after she brushed it through with her fingers. "W-what is with your hair? Seriously!" she attempted again, but sighed with no luck. She drew herself back, and raised an eyebrow when she saw a slight trace of red tinted across his pale cheeks. A colour Mina had never seen across his face before."What's wrong?" she asked, but got no answer. L looked away and rolled himself over to the table, where bowels of lollies were waiting for him, his back turned to her. Mina sighed to herself and decided to head back to her room. She was tired. The day was long, and the darkness of the hallways were making her sleepy. She still couldn't believe of all people L suspected Light to be Kira! I mean, he was so…hehe…gorgeous! Even if L did suspect Light, that didn't mean she could stop marvelling over him, right? She sniggered off out of the room. L turning around at the odd sound and watched her hobble out drunkenly. She looked tired. Maybe he shouldn't have worked her so hard scrubbing the floor and his dirty hair don't forget. He sighed, and turned back around to his computer, determined to continue his pursuit on Kira.


A/N: Hehe…I made L blush…just cause its cute.

Yeh and I must say Light's character is slightly off, but that's what I want him to be like (…for now. Hint, cough, hint.) but then again it is fan fiction so I can get away with it! –grin-