Chapter Five
That night, I went on another Artemis exploit. If I didn't do so, then I would be under suspicion of being the murderer. I would definitely regret doing so in the morning; my body would protest three hours of sleep. But then again, I was already a bit of an insomniac. It couldn't hurt.
To replace myself, I created a hologram. No, not those crappy see-through ones. This one, by my design, could be detected by camera and motion sensors, just in case L decided to bug my house. It sapped up a lot of energy, though, so I had to be careful when to turn it on.
I struck three targets that night, never leaving a fingerprint nor a hair.
After that night, I began to wear gloves and a transparent hair net to further prevent fingerprints and hair. If we were to find the DNA samples on there, then I'd be caught.
The next morning, I dragged myself lazily to the shower, which I came out of refreshed. Shortly after eating breakfast, I got into my shiny Lexus (hey, better than nothing, and it's a good model) and drove to L's investigation building.
Upon entering, I heard silence. I walked into Light's room and found the two in bed. Together. I'm pretty sure their clothes were still on; there was no indication otherwise. Smirking, I did something the first L would have claimed to be something that raised the first Raito's suspicion of being Kira. I took a bucket of maliciously cold water and mercilessly dumped it on my two friends.
Both jolted up, sputtering and cursing. Then they noticed me.
"What the fuck, Soryu?? Can't we sleep?" Raito cried indignantly.
L checked the clock, then took of his shirt, probably not to catch a cold. "Well, it's 4. I guess we deserved that for being hypocritical. After all, we told Soryu to be here at 4 A.M. every morning."
Rain shot the man a glare. "You mean, you told her to be here at 4," he corrected.
I laughed. "Sorry, I had to do that. You guys looked so peaceful and then…" I burst out laughing again.
"I hope you get in a car crash next time," Rain muttered.
I stopped laughing and grabbed the handsome boy by the shirt collar and gracefully dragged him out the room. "Come on, Rain! It's time to shower!"
"Hey!!" He cried. "Don't get in with me!"
L merely chuckled from afar. He had taken the opportunity to slide into Rain's closet while I had been preoccupied.
It was 12 in the afternoon. I stretched out my arms, yawning. I had overlooked every detail that would have given me away. It just wouldn't do for me to be caught yet. I hadn't seen the duo go any farther than innocent touches since the ride back from Japan. Smiling, I decided it was time for some music.
I stood up and walked to the place where Ryuuzaki held his Yamaha concert grand piano.
It's a beauty, really. Crisp, beautiful tones that are clear, even in high and low notes, the sound quality of the soundboard… I couldn't ask for a better piano to fool around on. It's a deep black and it shined in the afternoon sunlight. I sat down on the bench and lifted the cover. The black and white keys had a subtle gleam to them.
Of course, Rain and L didn't notice. Or if they did, they didn't care. I didn't blame them; this was something completely natural for me to do. I lifted my hands to the keyboard and began to play Chopin's Fantasie-Impromptu, the complex rhythms wafting in the sound of the tones.
I could tell almost immediately that this helped my partners relax. The tension that had been minute, but still detectable, had lowered down to a regulated level. I saw Rain's shoulders droop as he breathed deeply, relaxing. L was impossible to tell. He just sat as usual, but I knew what classical music did for him. It raised his reasoning abilities by five percent, but it made him much sleepier, as it did most people. I don't blame him.
It's hard to listen to classical music for long.
I kept playing until eventually, I saw L put away his laptop and mutter a quick, "I'm going to take a nap."
I smirked, triumph on my face, when I saw Rain go with him.
Obviously, they were up to something.
I finished the impromptu and began to play some contemporary, wincing at the awkward-sounding chords and intervals. I chided myself for memorizing the song; it was unusual-sounding and made me think of raw fish.
I switched to a more sincere piece, a Chopin my late sister had done when we were younger.
Listening closely, I heard a bit of moaning. I could hardly contain my laughter as I realized it was Rain. I ended up screwing over my piece so horribly, I cackled out loud as holding it in became too much of a strain.
I swear, being me is hilarious sometimes.
I left the building at six, the sun sitting just above the horizon. Of course, my farewell party was as friendly as ever.
"I hope you crash," was L's miffed farewell. I chuckled as I realized he was still angry about the morning incident.
"Hear, hear," Rain had whispered.
"Aren't you two the friendly bunch."
Beaming sarcastically, Rain replied, "Oh, of course. Being woken up with ice water can do wonders for your morale!"
I gasped in mock amazement. "No! Really? Maybe I should try that tomorrow morning!"
L was obviously not interested, and let Rain continue the conversation.
"You should. It's like heaven." He practically spat out the last word; there was so much malice.
I laughed. "Well, then, I should go home and get some sleep, so that I don't end up as an insomniac like someone," I spat.
I don't believe L caught the devilish intentions my voice had on that word.
The rain pounded as I stepped out of the car, hardly a carefree six-year-old like most young children were. But then again, most six-year-olds hadn't lost their parents, or were geniuses. Unless, of course, they were in Whammy's academy. Roger led me into the conference room where there were two young boys waiting
One was an adorable-looking young boy. His auburn hair was neatly combed, and his honey-brown eyes had a glint of hidden intelligence. He dressed like any six-year-old would… when taken to their parent's work place, of course. He wore a suit and tie, although the tie looked a bit sloppy.
The other was far from the first. He sat in the fetal position, clad in a white t-shirt and jeans. He wore no shoes or socks, despite the cold, wet weather outside. He had a bird's nest of a scalp and dark eyes that had a glimmer of intelligence. I remember wondering briefly if I had that same glimmer in my eyes.
Both of them, however, had that same solemn look that said, "Don't talk to me. I need to get my feelings straight."
I smiled sadly. I had learned to smile with my parents dead, and decided that they should be able to smile, too. "You two should smile more," I said, answering their shocked looks at the sudden grin, albeit rueful. "Your parents probably wouldn't be able to move on to heaven if they knew you were still sad."
The one in the fetal position gave me a look so filled with malice, I took a step back. It was as if he said, "Back off. What if I don't give a damn about my parents?"
The first one gave me a very solemn smile, but he managed, his graceful eyes glinting with sorrow. "Thank you."
Completely forgetting the weather, I blurted, "Want to go out and play?"
Both looked at me as if I was crazy before the second one said, "It's raining outside."
I woke up with a start. Burying my face in my blanket, I cried. I cried because I missed the days where I hadn't gotten involved. I cried because I missed Rain and L when they were so innocent. I cried because... because...
Because I was too cowardly to tell Rain I liked him.
I realized from the dream that I had loved him since the day I met him. All of a sudden, that song, "Far Away," by Nickelback, didn't seem so idiotic as it used to be, seeing as it now fit the situation I was in.
Instead of telling Rain, I tried to force him with L.
God, I feel so damn stupid.
If I want Rain to notice me, I should've just told him.
...No. No. That's all wrong.
If I told him, instead of treating me as an equal, he would see me as a woman, and therefore beneath him.
I want him to see me as an equal, like he does to L.
I know that this is the first update in a while, and so it's a bit longer than usual. Hooray, me. But the next update for Of Yagami Light, the Mass Murderer is going to take a while... I'm sorry. I need to get all my facts straight before I totally screw the storyline (thus, the half-filler I posted). So sorry... but it is being continued!!
Sora :)
