"Wh-what?" He responded, avoiding her glare. He swallowed hard and scratched the back of his messy hair. "You said...we could never be together." He repeated.
She made her way from the door, to his body. He got the courage to look her in the beautiful blue eyes she had. He felt himself weakening as he did.
"L..." She whispered quietly. She couldn't pull her eyes away from his. She put her heated-up arms around his neck and she held it there, pulling herself close to him.
"Can I ask you something?" She said gently.
"S-sure..." He stuttered.
"Did you ever have your first kiss?"
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!" He exclaimed, almost in a high-pitched yelp. "No...no, no, no, no...of c-course not." He said nervously once more. It seemed like L was sweating because the outline of his white shirt turned a little grey. Being around her usually made L feel a little hazy. "Neither did I." She said, admiring his small, nervous, smile.
"I...I...I am afraid...I do not know how..." He spoke shyly. Her grip became a little bit tighter on his neck as she puller him closer. "It's not that hard, L. You just move your face forward to the other person, turn to the right, and kiss them. Not that I would know." She said angelically. "Well...er...maybe...we...could..." He started, "Try it?" She said, finishing his sentence. Her legs began to tremble, as if she felt like they were about to collapse.
He didn't answer her. Instead he looked nervous. "L, you don't need to if you don't want to--"
"NO! I- er, I must." He said immediately. She nodded as she giggled.
"But..erhm...who will...uh...start the uh...moving of the face and the turning of the head?" He asked innocently.
"Well, first, you have to place your arms around my hips, since mine are already around your neck." She instructed.
In a couple of seconds, L's manly hands were hugging onto Isabella's hips. She felt the warmth of her body gathering to that one section and she got tons and tons of butterflies. L pulled her in closer this way, on his own. She didn't even get a chance to explain the next step...
L turned his head slightly to the right and pressed his lips against hers, sweetly and softly. As soon as he saw that her eyes were closed, he figured that he should do that as well. What wasn't surprising, is that to Isabella, L tasted just like candy. Obviously, after seeing how much he eats, she would only think that he did. The extremely fast heart beat of both the young adults were heard, since they were so close. She had to admit, she wanted to stay there as much as she could. After several seconds, she parted from him as he had a neutral expression on his face. He looked satisfied, and still nervous at the same time. She just looked completely speechless, and she didn't know what to say.
He was mostly in shock though, because he never would have thought that he would kiss anyone in his entire lifetime. He only saw people kiss in movies he would occasionally watch, and he would often wonder what it felt like, but now he knew. And he liked it. A lot.
She was mostly excited, because she always dreamed about having her first kiss, and how perfect it would be. She never expected to have it with the greatest detective that ever existed, L. She probably wouldn't admit it, but she was relieved that it was him and no one else.
At last, she spoke, "Hehee...wow...uhm...g-good job, L." She acknowledged. Now he smiled widely, his huge eyes showing affection. "Thank you. Same to you. But, let us not mention this to anyone else in the house. We would be tormented for as long as we live." Isabella agreed.
They spent the next minute smiling at each other, having flashbacks of the scene that just occurred. L still had his arms around her waist, and she still had them around his neck, until they heard two pairs of footsteps running down L's hallway. They both quickly let go as they turned their heads to the door, waiting for it to open.
As predicted, the door flew open and in came Matt and Mello, as pale as anyone could be. "Guys, what happened?" Isabella asked cautiously. She knew something had gone wrong.
"Clarissa...s-she's gone."
**
As soon as Wammy was notified of her capturing and her escape once he came home, he had the house evacuated. Police cars were heard from down the block, as their sirens got closer and closer. They parked their cars across the street, and in front of the mansion, as they all got out and ran inside the house with multiple weapons for inspection. L and Isabella ran out last with Matt and Mello, making sure that no members of the house were still in their rooms.
When they finally got out of the house, they were put into a bullet-proof truck, often used for transporting money from banks nationwide. Twelve members, kids and teenagers were sitting inside of the truck, with Mabel in the front seat. Wammy had chosen for himself to be outside, directing and instructing what was happening. L was sitting with Isabella, forgetting that a memorable event in their lives just happened because apparently, they had a murderer on the loose.
Wammy had notified L from his blackberry, that he always kept in his pocket, that Clarissa matched crime records for multiple murders around the United States. She was wanted for robbery too, around the same area. She got away with all of this because she was insanely intelligent. Not only that, but as Isabella feared, she could read anyone's mind.
Many of the little children were asking Isabella why they were in the truck and not in the house, but she could not tell them the truth. They would not remain calm if she did. The truck was quiet, because a child named Francesca started telling happy and uplifting stories she read when she was younger to everyone. It was a small tale of how a mother rabbit cared for her younger daughter, the same childhood things.
It felt like the whole night passed by before they got to get out of the truck. The doors opened and Wammy signified for everyone to go back into the house, because it was safe now. Children scattered back into the large establishment followed by Matt, Mello, and Near. Isabella and L stayed behind because Wammy had motioned them to come near him and talk with the law enforcers.
"How long have you known Anni Muron?" One of the policemen asked L and Isabella.
"Anni Muron? Who's that?" Isabella asked them as she looked at Wammy for an answer.
"Anni Muron was using Clarissa as another identity to proceed with her living environment here." Wammy notified.
"We have known her for a month, when she first was accepted here." L answered.
"What is she guilty of?" Isabella asked curiously.
"She murdered multiple victims around the U.S., but what's strange about these victims, is that they all have one thing in common." Another officer informed.
"A serial killer." L said.
"The victims all had black hair." He said again.
L looked at Isabella, and Isabella looked at L. Their eyes were transfixed on each other's heads as fear struck Isabella, "Ryuuzaki, you have black hair." She remembered to use his fake name in front of people who weren't aware that he was L. "Isabella...you have black hair yourself." He said cautiously.
She pulled a strand of her hair and thought out loud, "That's probably the reason why she wanted to get so close to you, Ryuuzaki. And it's probably why she pulled a knife out on me while I was with Mello."
A couple of detectives came out of the house and listened to Isabella speak, as L clutched onto her hand.
"She had been getting really close to Ryuuzaki here. She would be sitting next to him when ever she could, but I could tell that she didn't like to. It felt like it was forced, you know? She made a couple of nasty remarks to me, but after telling her off I just let it go. Until of course, she showed up with a knife in my room. I was with my friend Mello who was here before. He had locked her up in a closet, and she got out and came for us."
"Was the weapon found anywhere in the house?" A policeman asked the detective.
"No, it was not. I had kept it when I found it on the floor after seeing if Isabella was alright." L answered.
With his free hand, L took out the knife from his pocket that he had forgotten about. He handed it to the detective. "Why this...this looks awfully familiar!" Shouted the detective too high in volume. "Yes, you may have seen it if you worked on the Los Angeles Beyond Birthday case." L said in his monotonous voice once more.
"Hey...how do you know I was on that case?" The detective asked suspiciously.
"Internet." L replied simply. He did not want them knowing that he was L, obviously.
"Can this Anni girl have an alibi?" Asked the detective to Isabella and L.
They thought about it for a few seconds but their minds clicked together, "Beyond Birthday." They both said in unison.
"Beyond Birthday?! That guy just escaped jail!" The policeman said.
"Escaped...?" L said as he put his thumb to his lip.
"Do you think that right now...they're together?" Isabella said cautiously.
BB and Clarissa together...I think this is going to be something not even something I can handle.