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Part 130
L nods and a small smile creeps onto his face once more. For some reason this kind of brain storming always made him feel at least a little better.
"I think I may tamper in the criminal field somewhat. It's interesting and I can tell you get a rush out of it." He smiles and looks to the door and back.
"Watari should be on his way back with an update on the Crematorium soon."
"I hope so..." the elder mumbled, closing his eyes for a long moment.
B pulled his friend into a short hug.
"It will be over soon Lawli... We'll be out of here and won't have to worry too much for some time."
The dark eyed raven took a deep breath and lay his head down on his friend's shoulder, handing the files back to him.
The younger takes the files and sets them aside before holding his friend's head and slowly petting his hair.
"I love you Lawli," he murmured quietly.
"I love you to..." L repeated back slowly, his breathing beginning to slow as he relaxed more.
*You can't fight it Lawli. If you want to stay awake, fight harder.* He continued his attentions, watching with slight amusement at his friend seemingly fighting and losing against sleep.
The elder begun to wriggle about a little, knowing that being so still was sending him off into unconsciousness.
"We need to spar when we get better. We haven't had a decent spar in some time." B looked to his friend and raised a brow.
"You're going to have to keep fighting harder if you want to stay alert."
There was no reply from the elder, far too tired and hungry now to voice his frustrations on how hard it was to stay awake.
B set his friend down onto the bed and left the room then, seeking out their father's room where he looked and found some rice and chicken set out to cook. He turned and left, returning to the bedroom and looking at his friend filled with contradicting feelings.
"What are you looking for?" L asked quietly after a long moment, listening to the sound of the rain outside.
"Nothing..." He huffed out a sigh and looked at the window, hearing the odd thunderclap and seeing the city in wetness.
"I'm just as bored as you are... I feel contained, quarantined, trapped, caged..."
Slowly the elder got to his feet and stumbled over to the drawers on the other side of the room, collapsing to his knees before he gets the whole way.
B looked when he heard the thud and frowned.
"What are you doing, Lawli," he inquired after a short silence.
"Trying to get to my sketch book..." he replied, still reaching for the drawer.
"Do you want to keep trying? Or would you like me to get it for you instead?"
L didn't hear his friend, too focused on the task at hand to even pay attention.
B only scoffed lightly and returned his gaze back outside before opening the window and reaching outside to feel the rain on his arm.
Once the book and pens where finally in his grasp the detective looked over to the window to see his friend standing there.
"You should close it before we both get sick..."
"We're already sick as it is... I am seriously bored..." He huffed out a sigh and closed the window before looking to his friend and quirking a brow. He sat himself on another spot and stared off into space, eyes losing their focus on the things ahead of him.
L begun his drawing then and there, carefully and precisely measure's each angle and line he put down. Slowly the room, the bed and his friend started to take shape. Even the rain pattering on the window.
The younger continued to stare at nothing ahead.
*What sort of things can I do to H's body? What if I stretched him medieval style? What would I do after that? What if I gagged him? No, his voice deserves to be heard, his shame and un-victory need to be heard. Would I cut him a little at a time? Would I hack off a limb to show him how serious I am?*
The sketching continued for a long time, capturing the slow darkening of his friends features over time as his thoughts became darker.
B's face twitched into a slight smile as he lost himself to the darker workings, but he'd have no memory of it.
Both of their individual workings where broken when the door was opened revealing their adopted father peddling in a tray of food.
B looked at their father with a somewhat blank expression before the darker inner thoughts faded from memory.
"Watari. It's good to see you again. Has the crematorium prepared Xi's ashes yet?"
"Yes. The body is still being prepared. I can bring the urn with me in the morning for filling and sealing. Afterwards, if you'd like, we can have it blessed and brought to the shrine you are so fond of."
"I like the sound of that Watari, thank you." He offered a small smile in thanks before looking at what was offered.
L did not look interested and in fact was looking far more sickly then before, sitting on the floor by himself and looking up at their father with eyes that refused to focus.
The younger regarded his friend for a few moments before looking back at their father.
"He's been getting worse. He still refuses to eat. I'm getting worried about him. The only thing he had since waking up was jam, but that's about it."
"Is that so? L, are you able to eat anything at all?" He approached the older raven and leaned down, placing a hand to warm skin.
"This is most alarming. Why have you not warned me of this sooner, Beyond?"
"I wanted him to have a chance to fight off his illness. He's denying it to himself."
"I am alright Watari." The dark eyed raven mumbled and swatted away his fathers hand weakly.
"I simply need a little more rest..."
"You complained about that before Lawli. You need to eat something and then get more rest. You're not going to get any better that way."
"How long has this been going on?"
"Since you were here last, when you brought me jam. I tried feeding him the soup you brought, but he hardly touched it. I gave him half a jar of jam before he fell asleep again. We've hardly spoken a word to each other since then."
There was a quiet sigh and the detective slowly pulled himself to his feet, clearly becoming exhausted from just that. His skin was hot and there where small beads of sweat forming as he trotted over to the bed, only to collapse half way again.
B moved swiftly and caught his friend before helping him the rest of the way.
"I know you're going to be against this L, but I'm going to have to request medical assistance with you this time. It's going to assure you will be getting the fluids and rest you need."
"No, I'll help him with that. I can cool him off and use juice until he improves before feeding him when he's ready to eat again."
"I would feel better if he got proper care."
"Send one over here, then? I don't want to be inside a hospital, Watari. I don't."
"I won't go..." L mumbled.
"I won't go if Beyond isn't beside me..."
"Please?" B looked at their father with wide, imploring eyes until there was a sigh.
"Alright you two. Give me a few minutes and I'll get back to you." He disappeared from the room then. B held onto his friend for a while longer before settling him down on the bed to get a rag and cover it with cold water and returning, removing his shirt carefully and dabbing the cold cloth over heated skin.
