Naomi's POV
I watched as Kaida-san stabbed her cake rather viciously with her fork. She had told me that she had contacted Kira and told him that she would not be contacting him for a while, as she wanted to "enjoy the endeavors of the task force" as they came closer to his location. Then she had continued on in seven various languages. Even now she seemed to be , unhappy.
"Kaida-san. You need to go pick up your weekly supply of sugar." I hesitated for a moment before quietly adding, "It may calm you down a little bit."
"Sorry Maki-san. It's just that Kira is under the impression that, yes I'm male, but he also came to the conclusion that I'm thirteen years old and homophobic."
"How did he reach that conclusion?"
She sighed and smiled slightly before jabbing the last bite of cake onto her fork.
"I will tell you later Maki-san. For now I must go replenish my sugar supply. Ah, Maro-san. You're back."
I turned to see the shinigami halfway through the door, Literally.
"Your money is better now. Where d'ya have my cherries hidden?"
"Maki-san, in the refrigerator are three bags of cherries. Please give those to Maro-san for me. I need to leave if I want to meet with Watanabe-san."
"Alright."
She left and I gave Maro the cherries. It was only after she was gone that I realized we had both been speaking English.
Jessie's POV
I sat at my usual table as I waited for Watanabe-san. He would probably be in a rush because he had to place the video cameras in the Yagami and Kitamura households, but he always said hello. I raised my sugar with coffee on it to my lips to slurp some from the rim as the door chimed. I looked over and nearly began to choke.
L was standing in the doorway holding a slip of paper that looked like an address and a list of instructions. He was also counting tables. I rubbed my eyes and slouched down even farther in my seat. I was silently cursing Watanabe-san in Russian when L crouched down opposite me. I looked up at him and he look across at me.
"Good afternoon Kaida-san. Wa-"
"Watanabe-san sent you to tell me he wouldn't be coming and to help you get the supplies. Great. You tell him if he ever tries to set me up again I will hold him down and shave off his mustache."
L looked at me and I ate a spoonful of my coffee drizzled sugar.
"I apologize. An acquaintance of mine kind of made me mad early this morning and I haven't gotten over it yet. My name is Kaida. Pleasure to meet you."
"My name is Ryuuzaki. How do I get the supplies."
"He didn't tell you did he?"
He shook his head and I cursed Watanabe-san from here to oblivion.
"Come with me."
I stood up stretched and snatched my 'coffee' from the edge of the table. I walked up to the desk, bypassing several other customers. They gave me dirty looks as I just walked behind the counter. I turned back to make sure 'Ryuuzaki' was following me before smiling at the guests waiting in line and letting myself in to the back room.
"That was a little cruel Kaida-san."
"I could have waited in the line and ended up out of sugar. Meaning I would have ended up with someone threatening to sue me , like the American from the hotel down the street."
"You are aware that that is a stereotype, correct?"
"Yes. I am. However that the American waiting in line would sue me is a fact. He's known for it."
"You know this how?"
"I tend to try to know who's staying in the general area. I don't like not knowing things."
He remained silent and I began to double check Watanabe-sans order. I looked at the bottom of the pile and pulled out the piece of paper that was half hidden under the third box of strawberries.
I looked at it for a moment before I debated lighting it on fire. Meddling coot. But he was a coot that could use a gun extraordinarily well. I held the note wordlessly out to 'Ryuuzaki'.
"He wants us to have tea together while I wait for him to come pick me up."
"I can read French , thank you very much."
"I will pay, it would be impolite to do otherwise."
"I must object. That would be Watanabe-sans goal. If you pay, he will consider it a date. I don't want to have to deal with that right now."
"Is there a reason for your high levels of stress."
"I'm preparing to take the To-Oh entrance exams."
He began to chew on a finger as he thought about what I had just said.
"Then why are you not in a cram school?"
"I don't study with other people. I usually don't study. But I have to go to To-Oh. My plans for the future revolve around that fact. Help me load the car."
We began to pack my pile of sugar and ingredients into the van I rented once a week.
"What are you going to study?"
"Criminal Psychology for now. Then my plans truly begin. Probably won't actually get the chance to be in class much though."
"Why?"
"That is for me to know and you not to."
We had just loaded the last bag when I spotted the limo on the corner. I pulled out what looked like an I-pod and began to fiddle with it before pulling out a cheap headset and speaking into it.
"Watanabe-san, I can see the limo. Get your sorry hide out here and stop spying on me."
L looked at me like I was crazy until the limo pulled up beside the van and Watanabe-san exited.
"I could have you arrested for stalking you know. But then you could say I hacked into your phone and I'd get in trouble. So we're calling it even."
"That is an interesting trinket Kaida-san."said Watari
"I know, the best part is it actually does play music if anyone gets suspicious." I looked at my watch and began to swear. I pulled out my keys and began a hasty retreat.
"What's wrong Kaida-san?"
"I'm late. Well, I will be if I don't hurry up. I'm about to miss my friends favorite TV show. I promised I'd tell her what happened while she was gone." It was a complete lie, but I really needed to get out of here and bake myself a pastry of some kind before I died from lack of sugar consumption. And I felt slightly cornered now that both L and Watari were standing on either side of me.
I rushed away, leaving behind a slowly swirling cloud of dust.
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