A/n: gosh. I'm so sorry about not updating earlier. _ I've been so busy with school, and then I have my flute practices and we've just had a lot to do. But that's really a horrible excuse. I've had this chapter sitting in my computer for weeks, but haven't found the time to actually update. But here's another chapter. I feel that there's something quite wrong in the second scene of this one... Anyone find anything strange let me know. xD And by the way, I just chose some place by random. If it doesn't fit or something, let me know. ^_^ Once again, terribly sorry.
She had found her way into the city, but it seemed to be impossible to find any sign of a phone booth. She didn't even know where to look. She just ran past every house and every single person she could catch sight of. Her high school days had finally come of some use to her. Although she hadn't been a bright student she was considered quite gifted in the field of track and was usually in a good state, although it had worsened considerably since she started investigating Kira. Her determination to call Ryuzaki had given her the strength she needed to keep on running towards her goal, towards an invisible phone booth.
The last fifteen minutes and seventeen seconds her shoelace had come undone and she had failed to notice it. With her luck, she managed to not trip over it from that time, but then by chance she stepped onto it. She flew down onto her front and slid a bit because of the speed she was running at. She moaned as she sat up, rubbing her hands and trying to regain her direction. For a moment she forgot what she had been doing.
"Are you okay?" she was startled to hear a man ask her. She looked up and there was a tall handsome man kneeling in front of her. She looked at the wounds she had received from her fall and then returned her gaze towards the man. "Yes, I just tripped," she said as she started, unconsciously, tying her shoelaces.
"You seem to be in a hurry," the man said, his words reminding her that she had been doing something. She finished tying her shoe laces and stood up, dusting off of herself and looked around. No phone booth in sight. "I'm looking for a phone booth," she said not even bothering to look at his face. She could feel the vibes of awkwardness coming from the man. She looked around nervously. "Look, just go straight down, within ten minutes-" he paused. "Few minutes with your speed, you'll see one to your right," he commanded her. She finally looked at him and nodded. "Thank you," she mumbled before running away.
She finally reached a phone booth. She was panting and trying to concentrate as she entered it. She needed to dial the number. But the first thing that came to mind was how long it had been since she had seen one. If she remembered correctly it had been exactly eleven days, sixteen hours and fifteen minutes. She picked up the phone and tried her best to dial his number. Her whole body was shaking from exhaustion. She had strained herself physically by running all the way into the town and looking around frantically. If it hadn't been for that man, she probably wouldn't have found one.
Her head started spinning. The numbers became jumbled up in front of her. She shook her head. Since when was five the second number? She held the phone up to her ear and waited as it rang. She waited to hear his voice which could almost tell anyone who eccentric he was. She counted.
Once.
Twice.
…
Seven.
She only had four minutes left. Or was it two days and eighteen minutes? She couldn't remember anymore. No one was answering. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall of the phone booth, just resting her eyes. Then she slid down slowly, exhausted.
Light turned around quickly, trying to conceal his fear. What had gotten Ryuzaki to come to her room? He quickly closed the laptop and stood up, shocked. Ryuzaki walked slowly towards him until he was uncomfortably close. His tired eyes seemed sharper and his composed manner seemed to be slightly off, only by a something slightly smaller than a nanometer. What did he mean she never intended to leave?
He froze. Maybe he was assuming that he had killed her off, somehow.
"Everything's a mess, she even left her violin and the laptop you were searching," Ryuzaki announced looking around. Light kept his composed manner. "She had obviously paid the room to stay like this for a while," Light said, trying to ask as if he was doing nothing wrong. Ryuzaki looked at him while running his hand over the violin case. "What I find strange, Light, is that you were snooping around her room without telling anyone, and lying," he said, grabbing the handle of the case. Light kept his composure and nodded. Of course he did.
"I just wanted to check and asses the situation," he said, not thinking over as carefully as he usually did. He couldn't think of a good reason to be in her room without telling Ryuzaki. Saying he thought he had heard her call out would be stupid and most other things he would've thought about too weren't good ideas. He tried to keep himself from shaking and letting his nerves get the best of him. His eyes looked around the room quickly, noticing that Ryuzaki had just pointed out the obvious. He directed his eyes back to Ryuzaki.
Ryuzaki stared at Light without moving a muscle. The silence that filled the room wasn't comfortable; it was more like the atmosphere that was between two men who had unsettled business to attend to. They stood there, for a while. Ryuzaki was determined to not look away, and he was sure that Light wouldn't look away either.
The buzz in his pocket caught him slightly off guard, but he didn't look away. Ryuzaki reached down and pulled out his phone. He carefully, and slowly, opened it and lifted it up to his ears. He was almost positive that it was Watari who was calling him, although an unrealistic hope within him was ignited. He would've preferred it to be her. Then he was greeted with Watari's voice.
"Nine minutes and thirteen seconds ago you received a phone call from Ichinomiya in Aichi Prefecture," Watari announced calmly. "It's from a local pay phone," he added the additional information which caused Ryuzaki to feel slightly surprised. "I'm coming, we need to find out about the exact whereabouts of the pay phone, and if anyone has seen anyone around there," he said before closing his phone and sticking it back in his pocket. He broke the gaze from Light and reached out and took her violin.
It seems that she was probably alive. He was astonished to feel enlightened. He held the violin case tightly in his hand and he began to walk out of the room. He stopped for a second, wanting to say something to Light. He always needed to have the last word. He turned around and saw that Light's face expressed dissatisfaction and bitterness.
I guess I got the last word.
