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When I arrived back at the hotel, L was waiting at the door with a visible smile on his face, his thumb in his teeth with his wide eyes watching me.
"Quit staring," I said lowly, walking past him towards the living room, which was empty for once. L must have sent them home so he could speak with me in private which didn't lessen my mood any. After the incident with Light's friend nothing happened, not one person made a move. I didn't see anyone "showing notebooks" and I even kept an eye on that club that I saw Light staring at. Everyone seemed to be going on with their meaningless lives and by the time I left it felt like a complete waste of time.
I sat down on the couch and heaved a low sigh, looking up to see L with the same look on his face not too far from his usual chair, a remote in his hand. With a click I heard the television turn on and I glanced over to see the footage from earlier of me and Light's friend just as I had twisted his arm behind his back. I sent L a withering look.
"You receive too much enjoyment from this,"
"On the contrary," He said with that same smile, pressing the rewind button again. "I think Watari received much more enjoyment watching this than I did."
I pinched the bridge of my nose, my eyes squinting shut. I felt the cushion of the couch beside me compress and I opened my eyes to see L squatting there, looking over at me his thumb still in his mouth.
"What was that boy saying to you that warranted his arm being stressed like that," He pointed over to the television that was paused at just the moment when my face had changed into absolute anger and had gripped the boys' wrist.
I fiddled with the hem of my shirt and looked away from him.
"He... called me babe..." I muttered softly, a small pout pushing my lower lip out.
"I'll have to remember that," L said softly, taking my hand in his, winding his long fingers through mine.
"Did you see anything suspicious through the video cameras?" I asked, changing the subject quickly, causing L's eyes to darken slightly.
"Not at all," He said despondently. "And from watching the videos of you looking around throughout the day you didn't find much either."
"No," I said just as deflated, squeezing his hand slightly. I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder, noticing I had been doing a lot of this recently.
"I thought that it would be Aoyama, but maybe it's Shibuya?" I questioned and L shook his head.
"We will have to see," He turned his head towards me. "I don't like that one of Light's friends said rude things to you."
I smiled, curling to his side, feeling the need to press my body to his. It made me happy to hear him worry over me, I felt special because very rarely did he ever worry enough to say something.
"I appreciate your worry," I said gently, his other hand came up and twisted a strand of my hair and all I could do is wish from the bottom of my soul that time would stop at this moment. Just so that there was no killing, no sadness, just us, together with this wonderfully warm feeling.
"I want cake."
I started laughing outright from L's terse confession, forcing me off his shoulder and my hand from his as I clutched my stomach. He waited for me to finally stop and when I looked over at him; my squinting eyes contrasted his wide ones. I bit my lip as we gazed at one another and without looking away he found my hand again.
"Would you like a piece?"
Days later we all gathered in the hotel, I was at the sliding glass doors again with marker in hand, drawing away as I saw fit. When the team was gone, Watari had come and set up a bottle of glass cleaner and rag especially for me, knowing of my old habit. This time though, I was drawing mostly facts from the case, but I kept them cryptic, knowing that this window still faced the outside world. The team was currently going over the facts of our past two dates of investigation, coming to the conclusion of nothing, which only frustrated me to the point of scribbling my marker on the glass, creating a squeaking sound before spraying it and wiping away my work.
"Ryuzaki," Watari buzzed in from the laptop next to L. "Sakura TV has received a message from the second Kira. The postmark is the 23rd."
I stopped what I was doing and looked over my shoulder at the laptop, not quite believing I heard right.
"I'll send you the file over this computer first." Watari said and immediately the same "Kira" screen popped up, the scrambled voice coming from the speakers.
"I was able to find Kira,"
I fought the urge to make any noise, but I could only think of one word. Aoyama.
"People at the TV station, police men, thank you all very much."
I snorted to myself, gaining no attention from the rest of the team. Whoever this second Kira was, I almost felt bad for our original. He wasn't really gaining a comrade, more like a nuisance, someone that had to watched over 24/7. I rethought this though and turned back to my window. This new Kira may be brainless idiot, but also a pawn to be controlled to Kira's advantage. I drew the chess piece on my window, Kira was gaining a knight.
I stood from my seat on the floor and walked down the hall towards my room, but made a premature left into the room that L was supposed to occupy, though he never did. He had very little in the room, but one of the things I knew he always had with him was always in the same place in every room he ever had. I knelt on the ground next to his bed and shifted the untouched sheet up and I saw the flat box I was looking for. I reached for it and pulled it out from under the bed, unhitching the latch that was painfully screwed into place at the top and I lifted the two wooden leafs that covered the black and white checkered board.
It was as I remembered it from all those years ago, the chess set I made for L on his birthday. I thought I should do something big since it was his 16th so I came up with the brilliant idea to create him a chess set. With Watari's help I made everything, painted the board, stained the wood, even screwed in the tiny hinges. On both sides of the board were the two sets of pieces and without hesitation I pulled both from the little wells I had created for them. I set up the Kings respectively and I tugged the Queen from the white side and placed her beside the white King. I placed all of the pawns up for both sides and pulled two Knights out from each color, placing them at the rightful sides. I paused for a moment, staring at the black side for a time before fishing for pieces again. On either side of the King and Knight I placed the Bishop pieces, gazing over the board with silent agreement.
This truly was a game, the pieces were set and each side had a move, and even though the two Kira's weren't quite joined together, I knew that L's plan to send out the police message to try to dissuade second Kira's joining with the first would go unheard. If the second Kira was driven enough to go this far, he would complete his mission and join together.
"I see you've found my chess set,"
My head snapped up from my pondering, and I saw L standing the doorway, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"Sorry," I said sheepishly. "I couldn't help it after hearing the announcement from the second Kira."
"I could see that from the drawing of the knight on the window," He said easily, walking over and squatting next to the chess set, putting his finger on top of the black Knight. "I realized your meaning, the second Kira is the knight, even though brainless, useful."
I nodded and watched his questioning look as his finger grazed one of the black Bishops.
"Why bishops?" He questioned, looking up at me.
"Their strange methods of killing," I said simply, furrowing my eyebrows. "We still don't know how."
"I have a feeling we will not know until we capture at least one of them,"
"Or catch them in the act." I added, causing L to nod.
"This might be exponentially harder now that the knight has found his place next to his king." He turned his head to the white side and I saw him smile, his hand moving over and his finger touching the white queen.
"Something advantageous on our side?" He questioned, looking up at me with a comical expression on his face, making me smile.
"We'll have to see," I hummed, feeling somewhat proud, but not having the heart to admit to it.
Suddenly L looked around the room we were in, seeming perplexed.
"I don't believe I've been in this room before," He said after a moment and I laughed.
"This is your room!"
"Oh, Watari must have set it up for me,"
"You haven't even slept in your bed," I said with a laugh and a strange look came over his face.
"I don't believe I've slept in a bed designated for me in any hotel,"
I shook my head at him, knowing his habit of falling asleep upright in chairs when his insomnia finally gave out.
"You barely slept in your bed at Wammy house," I said flatly, drawing a nod from him.
"This is true, but I did when you were there."
I blinked, remembering the few times as kids we slept in the same bed. If there was a thunder storm I had the habit of running to his room and crawling into bed with him, or if one of the boys at the house had said something mean towards me that day. He was my comfort, but whenever I did sleep with him, I never saw him actually sleep. His eyes would be open when I closed my eyes and opened them, smiling in the morning, ready to ask me how I slept. Of course I had seen him with his eyes closed, but those were fleeting moments of time that would usually force me to leave whichever room he was in.
"Oh!"
I nearly jumped when L called out, tilting his head to the side with a hand cupped behind his head, his eyes up towards the ceiling.
"Did you hear that?" He asked loudly and I sent him a flat look, hearing the falsities in his voice.
"Hear what," I asked with a grumble.
"I believe I hear the sound of thunder rolling in the distance!" He said looking back to me with a shocked look on his face that made me laugh wearily.
"I haven't been afraid of thunder storms for years L," I muttered, but unhearing me, L stood, grabbing my hands and forcing me to as well.
"We must take cover!"
I cried out when he tackled me to the bed behind us, messing up the pristine sheets as we bounced on the mattress, our laughter mixing with the sounds of the springs as it drowned out the silence of the suite. I gazed up at him as he leaned over me, a smile dancing on his face.
"We'll have to stay like this until the storm passes," He told me with mock seriousness, nodding in absolution.
"Oh my," I said, trying my best to act scared. "Do you think the storm will continue throughout the night?"
"Yes it surely will," He nodded and a grin grew on my face, my arms wrapping around his neck.
"Oh shoot, I guess we're stuck like this until then,"
Unable to hold it any longer, our lips met, happily noting to myself that our kisses had been getting better and better as we continued. I only hoped we had more than enough time to add to our already growing ability. Our kisses deepened and our tongues intertwined, my fingers twirling the hair at the base of his neck. I gasped when I felt his fingers make a trail up my side, stopping just below my bust line. L had pulled away from me, his breath falling over me in quick puffs, not realizing till then that mine was the same. He looked at me and his eyes trailed down, taking my body in with his wide eyes, making me shiver. Gently his fingers followed my bra across my chest and up between my breasts, another shiver coursing down my spine as his hand followed the hollow of my throat, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw, pulling my head to one side. A tiny gasp caught in my throat as I felt his lips on my neck, chewing my bottom lip from the sensation of his lips moving against such sensitive skin.
When he finally pulled back from my neck, my lips found his again, this time feverish, needing more to feed my carnal pleasure. His hand found my side again, but this time he found the hem to my shirt and his warm flesh contacted my belly. I sucked in a breath, our lips pulling apart again, my eyes gazing into his. Suddenly underneath the pleasure that clouded his eyes, I saw the tinge of fear that offset his face.
We can't do this yet.
Ever so gently I kissed his lips and then his nose, smiling up at him. He drew his head down, his forehead touching mine and I saw him sigh softly. My fingers delved into his hair and I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him closely.
"Stay with me," I said softly. "You know how much I hate these storms."
"I will," He promised and I smiled, kissing him gently again, surprised to feel his thumb tracing swirls on my exposed skin.
Author's note: Please don't hate me! I know I'm a tease, but it's for the good of the characters, I swear ;). I couldn't help adding more to L and C's relationship this time around, those author's put too much in between in the story for me to ignore it. Besides, any moment I can to have L sound adorable I will take and exploit as much as possible.
I also want to thank again those who have added this story to their favorites and watch list. It always make me feel awesome when I see that little note! Happy Sunday everyone!
xxyangxx2006: I'm so glad you like C so much! It really makes me happy to hear one of my characters enjoyed, especially next to those of L and Light who in themselves are amazing :3. And you're very right, L is dangerous, I never expected that scene between them to happen, but it was cool since it gave him more of an edge against Light. And thank you so much for reviewing, I look forward to what you have to say!
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