Pushing through
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No way.
Mello and Near were still looking over all the reports from B's case. The blond was so enamored in the file that he didn't even notice the albino talking to him.
The picture of B he had set up started to fall into little pieces of broken glass as he continued to read through all the victims. What surprised him too, was that both German victims had blond hair and blue eyes, almost like he would have imagined him to look like as a girl. Both same height, similar hairstyle, and both wearing black clothes.
Where did B find people like this in Tokyo?
The blond assumed that he was trying to satisfy his longing to endure him staying at his place?
His fist clenched as his temper got the better of him.
"What an asshole is this?"
"Huh?" Near had been interrupted and was startled.
"Why the heck did does he kill people from our country? I thought he was actually somebody that had changed, but he is just some sick perverted bastard!"
"What do you mean?"
"HE'S A FUCKING PERVERT!"
The albino sighed.
"Please stop using such word, my ears are hurting.
"Oh, shut up!"
"Stay calm, we need to hurry up so mister detective can get some rest."
Mello growled at him and shoot a death glare. The blond took out his cell phone and dialed the number in it.
But no one picked up.
"What the heck…" He hung up and tried to call again.
"Isn't he answering?"
"No, but he should."
"Well, of course he should. If not, I will get L and hunt him down."
"You're not going anywhere."
Mello dug his nails into Near's shoulder to prevent him from going out.
"Don't even think about holding me back Barbie, this is a serious issue. If we have no way of connecting with Matt, L will surely go insane and turn hell to reality for us. So just shut up and help me, will you!"
"Don't call me Barbie you punk. I will call him again, but just don't tell L yet."
The blond dialed the phone number again.
Clank
L closed the door to his room.
The ride home had been just so totally frustrating that he didn't think he could get through the evening without throwing things around in anger. He had outbursts the entire way back from the cottage and was now in desperate need of a little sleep.
As the detective let himself fall on the bed, he immediately rolled into a curled up position and pulled a pillow over his head.
What was wrong with him?
The last couple of days had forced him to lose his calm so many times, he felt like his blood was on fire and pumping hard inside his veins. He had caught himself shaking just from stress before they arrived, but he just didn't believe such small activity could force such drastic actions. He had been in worse cases and should have adapted to tension like this.
He groaned a bit because his headache from earlier still hadn't gone away.
L breathed out steadily, trying to calm down a bit.
He gripped the pillow on his head and put his arms around it in despair of fooling himself to sleep. It did give off certain warmth after he had held it to his head so harshly.
No use.
He shouldn't rest his eyes when his body was still fully awake, so the only thing to do was to find something that would let him relax a bit while he was still awake and then go to bed. He would find no sleep if he stayed like this for a while.
With that stated he swung himself up and went for the kitchen.
The beautiful white tiles made it shine in disturbing light.
The detective got out a jug and started heating up water for some tea. It always helped him drift off and just stare out to nowhere.
He leaned over the pot and stared into the water that was starting to form little bubbles at the liquid. It was so clear, but it also rearranged the bottom of the pot so that it looked narrow.
L had hoped that he could had just brought Light back and jumped in bed with him. It would surely just take second for him to fall asleep with him in his arms.
The steam blew up into hit face as he leaned over the pot. It felt relaxing to let the hot water condense on his face and run down his chin. The steam let his facial muscles soften and he closed his eyes.
His head ache got a bit lighter.
He hummed a dark and steady tone continuously and successfully lowering his pain as he drifted off in a trance.
What was he doing?
He strictly tightened up again and pulled the wet bangs of hair out of his face. He felt better, but stupid for doing so.
The detective walked over to the refrigerator and got out some cake. He took it and the steaming tea over to the table and looked over to some pictures he hung up in the living room. He just lazily tried to set his mind on anything he could catch that didn't require too much energy. He simply just looked around and took a sip of his tea.
L burned his tongue.
He forced the mug down and hung his burned organ out to the air. The cake didn't help him much, but he could at least get his calm back together by letting the sweet icing daze his mind.
Oh, how he had missed it.
He didn't have much time to eat any the past days, so it was a total treat that would give him little peace.
The cake was gone fast and he turned to his now partly cooled mug. He made himself the herb tea and took this over to the bedroom, getting his laptop on the way.
L let himself fall on the bed again and sighed before he rolled on his stomach to open the notebook. He had put the tea over on the nightstand.
Maybe he could track down Light's cell phone again?
He didn't mean to distrust Matt in any way, but it would ease his thoughts if he at least knew how long it would take them back if he called now.
He opened his program and entered codes and numbers that all led him back to the position of the old cottage.
They must have left the devise there.
The detective growled and closed it again. He carefully set it on the floor and tuned to his side.
How long would it take this time?
Deciding that he still couldn't sleep, L got up and went back into the kitchen to clean his mug up. He would just go down to the investigation room and tell Mello to give him the phone so he could call Matt.
As he was walking down the hall over to the elevator, he heard it open and two very noisy teens come out.
"Let go, you damn Barbie."
He knew it was Near and Mello even though he was a couple of corners away.
"Don't! Give it back, he doesn't have to know yet! Maybe it will change!"
"Idiot! Let go of me!"
As the detective passed the hall to the opening, he peeked over the corner to see that the blond was desperately clinging to the albino, almost tearing his shirt of and gripping his waist. Clearly, the older would win this fight, but he wanted to know the reason for this behavior.
"Tell me what?"
Both boys froze instantly.
They slowly parted from each other and stared wide-eyed at the sleepy detective.
Oh gosh, he looked scary.
The fact that L hadn't slept much in the last days let his dark bags under his eyes swell a bit and through the elevator light and his narrowed eyes, he looked like the reincarnation of a nightmare.
"Eh, we…"
Near swallowed hard as the thought of what to say.
"We ca-can't contact Matt for some reason." The sudden change of situation made him stutter a little.
"What!" L lost his hard worked calm again.
"We tried to call him numerous of times, but he won't answer…" Mello was partly hiding behind Near.
"You can't reach him?!" It was a bit too much at the moment and the detective leaned himself at the wall.
"Temporarily I can't…"
"Oh, and why?"
"Uhm…" Mello felt a bit nervous. "He won't pick up."
"Mello is just too stupid to get it organized."
"I will try and call him over and over again, so no need in insulting me, Ass!"
"Great….just great."
He'd need more then tea and cake this time.
Matt and Light were dashing through numerous cities and even changed cars. They were constantly in a time-rush since they had to go around and change the vehicle for gas. If they were to pass a gas station, the police would film then with the stolen car and they would have even bigger problems. And fining a good car wasn't too easy with B always being behind you. They had to run and hurry up so fast, that Matt had almost forgotten his backpack.
His cell-phone was in there, and it was constantly ringing, but they were driving so fast that trying to get it out would cost too much energy and would throw Light against a window in every curve. Yet sadly, the backpack was in the trunk, so they would have to stop to get it anyway, too. That wouldn't be of any advantage in this race.
"Damn, Mello is going to kill me."
"How many times did he call? I stopped counting at 13…"
"I stopped at 14, so I guess he will probably torture me for the same amount in hours."
"Ouch. I don't want to see Near's or L's reaction."
"Oh yes, very creepy thought."
Light started to worry about how they would tell L that they were coming near the headquarters building.
They had long passed a lot of cities, and now near Tokyo already. Sadly, they were on the other side of it, and it would take some hours to get there.
"What will we do when we get there? If we can't call then, they will never open the garage."
"We'll trade cars before we get there. As we do that, you'll get the backpack and call back."
"Ok."
Matt sighed.
"I'm so dead."
"He'll understand the situation."
"Eh, yes he will, after he tortured me for eternity."
"Why should he do that?" Light didn't see the blond as such a threat, even though he was quite strong.
He rubbed hit red cheek.
Matt caught that out of the corner of his eye. "There is an ice-pack in my backpack, make sure to get it out later."
"Oh, no I'm fine."
"Hmmm…"
"Were already in Tokyo, can you believe that? How fast did you drive?"
"Do you really want to know?"
Light was just about to say something, but didn't.
Suddenly, they heard a familiar noise. The subway tracks that they had to pass were closing up and blocking their way.
"Damn."
Hoping that they had enough time ahead, both sat calmly constantly checking the back mirror.
Bad Luck.
The black car turned in a lightning speed around the corner and headed right for them. Its glass was darkly stained, so it wasn't clear if it was his car, but since everything looked the same, they had to hustle.
Light was getting very nervous.
"Hey, how much do you hate B, Light?"
With that, the teen was torn back to his partner.
"What do you mean with hate him?"
"Would you keep quiet if I did something bad to get you safely to L?"
"Uh, as long as it doesn't involve something with killing people, I will."
The teen unfastened his seatbelt quick to turn to the back. They were almost there and still had this frightening speed.
"You'll keep quiet, ok?"
"Ok."
With that said, Matt pushed the accelerator in such a fast motion, that Light was thrown back into the second compartment of the car, landing head first.
"Daw, owww."
The vehicle flew off that they broke the bounds and crossed the tracks right before the subway could reach them.
Through the impact with the metal bars, the teen fell from his side and from the seats to the floor and got the separator right into his side.
They had made it?
The sound of the subway breaking harshly filled the air and it sounded like nail on a chalk board. The beauty gripped his ears and continued to just lay there as the redhead drove insanely fast around the curves.
Since he was caught down there, he could just stay and be safe from falling against anything by the attempt of getting up.
"Sorry about that, but please remember to keep quiet. Not only Mello, but L too will kill me if they find out I endangered our lives like that. Ok?"
"Yeah…uh…" Light groaned in pain. "No problem."
"Please get up and tug down one on the seats to get to the backpack. We have some extra time now to change cars since the subway will block them for a while."
The teen did as he was told and pushed the seat down.
He should have done this before and gotten the cell phone.
They had it.
"Got it."
Matt drove over to the side and parked hard. The impact sent Light flying again, but he was caught.
"Sorry, but hurry and get out! We have to take a car they don't know before they see it!"
Both got out and ran over to the boardwalk.
A black BMW caught the red head's eye and he grabbed the teen and pulled him over.
"We have to hurry."
Matt got a couple of devices out of the backpack, and opened the car easily.
"We have such bad security today."
Light let him do his cable work and locked the car. He had the backpack in his lap this time and fastened himself securely.
"What pocket is the cell phone in?"
"The big one. But give it to me after you dialed the number. You won't survive the words that will come your way when he picks up after calling that many times."
"Ok."
The car was started and they drove off.
The chance of B fining out which vehicle they were in was slim, and they could take any turn from now on.
Light gripped his head.
"Oh come on, it was fun to do that!"
Fun?
"You could have gotten killed!"
"So? If not here, then at headquarters."
Someone answered the phone.
"Someone there?"
"Matt?" His brows narrowed.
"Who are you?" Where were the insults? The sexy mad voice?
"It's me, L. Is Light with you?" He sounded out of breath.
'Oh…'
"Well, yes he is right next to me, but where is Mello?"
He heard some noise in the back.
"He's in the kitchen with Near, but can I talk to Light?"
"Uhm, sure."
He handed the phone over to the teen and took the wheel.
"L?" There was a long sigh of relief from the other side.
"Light, are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine." 'Despite all the crashes we had' "We are-"
…
The battery went dead.
"What happened?"
"It…ran dead."
"Oh damn, I'm so going to die."
"Let's just hurry and get there." Light, too, was in a very bad mood now.
L was listening to the monotone sound coming out of the devise.
What just happened?
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Pushing through
Well, here I am posting this. I'm not going to say much cause I'm taking advantige of being finished before 5 am..^^. I don't know If I'll be there next week, since I accidently just slammed a door at 4 am and probably woke my parents up…^^' But I hope to see you there, too! Owo
I hope I could bring the rail-road thingy over half way well…xP I tried my best at this late hour.
Please give me some feedback/review!
I love you guys by the way! ^^ *Is very tired but happy*
Owo