Chapter 12- After the Rain
A/N: This is going to be a very gray time for both characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of the characters. If I did, I'd lock my self and L in a building!! And because I forget to put this disclaimer, it goes for any future chapters. The only person I own is Kairi.
Kairi's P.O.V.
I couldn't move. It was like I was frozen to that spot, outside of L's headquarters. It had taken all of my self-control and willpower to walk out of that building, and now I couldn't take another step. The clouds were more of a dark blue than the blackish shade they'd been when I first stepped out. Thunder boomed overhead. My mind-built stereo was turning on again, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
'Let the rain fall down,
And wake my dreams.
Let it wash away,
My sanity.'
Rain started coming down. People ducked for cover, or opened umbrellas. I simply stood there, letting it soak my face, my hair, and the clothes I'd just finished drying. I closed my eyes, feeling my shoulders start to shake. And soon the rain wasn't the only thing running down my face. The phrase 'I like standing in the rain cause no one knows I'm crying' came to mind.
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder,
I want to scream.
Let the rain fall down,
I'm coming clean….I'm coming clean.'
Thunder boomed loudly. Fists clenched, shoulders stiff, teeth gritted, I bent my head. The rain was coming down harder now. And then I ran. I ran as fast and as hard as I could.
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I was soaked again as I stood in front of the door to my apartment, groping in my pocket for the key. Finally finding it, I slipped it into the apartment, unseen. It was small, but it was all I needed. A small bedroom, kitchen, living room, and bathroom was it. To do laundry I had to make a trip to the lower level of the apartment complex where the machines were.
Dropping my purse by the door, I messed with the thermostat and pumped up the heat. Popping a container of ramen in the microwave, I proceeded to the bedroom. I felt like crap, hell, my whole day had been crappy.
My wet clothes were thrown in a heap in the corner of the room; I was too tired, physically and emotionally, to care. I slipped on my black nightgown. It had thin straps for sleeves, if you could call them that, and it was tight-fitting, but comfortable. I used it as a nightgown simply because I'm too self-conscious in it; it shows off and presents all my curves, everywhere.
I slipped under the covers of my bed; the ramen still had awhile to go. Looking up at the ceiling, I thought 'Maybe I should consider college as a pastime.' And then I sneezed. Great. Just great.
L's P.O.V.
(Later that same night)
"Ryuuzaki, can Misa and Light-kun have a date tommorow?"
I un-buried my head from my knees and looked at the screen showing Misa Amane's face.
"Yes," I sighed. "But no matter how many times you request it, I will be present to observe." Although that was the last thing I felt like doing.
The blonde crossed her arms and leaned back against the couch, pouting.
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The week following Kairi's departure was a dismal one. During one of Light and Misa's dates, in which I was present, a scuffle broke out between Light and I. On top of Kairi leaving, the case had gone nowhere after my theory on Light being Kira assumedly being wrong. I was not in the best of spirits, and had idiotic Matsuda not called about some worthless knowledge about Misa, we might have ended up killing each other. I really do despise Light, and the others are aware of it as well. Once, I overheard Matsuda and Aizawa arguing about Light and I. Aizawa pointed out my statement of Light 'being my first friend'. Matsuda amused me by replying,"Nah, Ryuuzaki probably really thinks negative things about Light."
Light, as we speak, is typing away on the laptop, as usual. Over the past week I have failed to keep my mind on anything, and Watari is always noticing.
My thoughts began to wonder to eyes the color of chocolate, that melted into caramel when she smiled….. I shook my head so hard to dispatch the thoughts, that I toppled backwards out of my chair, pulling an unwilling Light down to the floor next to me.
"Geez, Ryuuzaki. What was that all about?" Light muttered as he stood and dusted himself off.
Instead of replying, I dragged Light towards the direction of the kitchen. "Coffee and donuts, yes. Staying focused, I'm afraid, is a negative.
Skipper: Meanwhile, the week hadn't been good for Kairi either….
Kairi's P.O.V.
My week sucked, literally. I hated it. 'They'……They came back. They had wanted to know about the dark-haired boy, Ryuuzaki I had said, and what he was doing with me that night of our 'not a date'. They said I owed them, and that was entirely true.
But I hated every minute of it, spilling the beans on L. But he was the one who told me he couldn't see me anymore, right? Not that we had been dating, but still.
I'd never see him again, so he'd never know about my terrible deed……..
A/N: Sorry for the cliffy, peeps! Guess Ryuuzaki was wrong about Kairi being 'trustworthy', huh? Don't worry, you'll find out more about 'they' in the chapters to come. But look on the bright side, they will meet again in the next chapter. And it's all because Kairi and me love singing! Also, ravenshadows08, you must not be very happy with me for not posting in over two months. Sorry! And without further ado, this has been Skipper, peeps!