Amaya itched her head wearily as she stared at the oven door which was now encasing the strawberry shortcake, and then back at the pot on top of the stove which held the sugary (she made it even sweeter for L) icing. Stirring it for a few moments as she then was content for how it was coming along, she strolled into the large main room once more. She stared at the window to see the rapidly approaching night and at the slowly wearing down faces of the cops who were working diligently on the case.
With a sympathetic smile, she whistled loudly causing everyone's eyes move over to her. L turned his chair to the slide slightly, eyeing her blandly with his impassive expression.
"Does anyone want coffee?" she offered, as everyone's faces brightened considerably. Preferably Matsuda's," Well, raise… your hand if you do."
To her bemusement, everyone in the room raised a hand making her eyebrows furrow as she counted heads. There were 9 people today. Matsuda put down his papers feverishly and got to his feet, heading towards Amaya.
"Do you want me to help, Kai-chan?" he asked cheerfully, then his voice lowered with his eyes," And… and I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. I really don't mean to be such a screw up."
"Maybe you shouldn't help Kaisou then," L murmured from the other side of the room," I wonder what else would happen."
Amaya frowned, and placed a hand on his shoulder leading him to the kitchen. Her gray eyes scanned over the kitchen, searching for the coffee beans. Finally, her eyes targeted on the high up bag on the very very high up shelf. Grumbling to herself about her genes her mother gave her with the not very tall height of 5'5.
"Matsu-kun," she said, pointing to the bag," Get that for me, will you?"
Nodding, he reached for coffee beans, with Amaya taking a few cautious steps back with fear that he'd somehow fall on her. Just as she had expected he slipped on basically nothing, and Amaya rushed to catch him and the beloved coffee beans. She stared down at him, arms shaking slightly from having to hold the full grown man up. Matsuda laughed nervously and staggered to his feet, holding the bag out to her. She got the grinder from beside the coffee maker itself and after the shrill of the device ended, the beans had turned into a dark powder.
"I'm trusting you to do the rest Matsu-kun," she stated, staring at him nervously as she turned the rest of her attention to finishing the icing," You… do know how to make coffee, don't you?"
"Of course," he replied, his tone having a hint of offense in it.
Amaya sighed and ran a hand through her hair as she took the icing off the stove to cool, and then also turning off the oven. Getting an oven mitt, she took out the cake and inhaled the sweet sent. A smile reappeared on her face. Oh the smell of sweet success.
She began to carefully drench the white icing on the cake, the pink quickly following. Then she stopped, face blank as a wide grin replaced the sweeter smile. She spelled out 'Catch Kira' on the cake. It wasn't that… original but better then a plain, ordinary cake. A little pick 'em up.
Amaya went to the large refrigerator, holding mostly ice-cream and sweet fruits as she grasped the strawberries and placed them on each corner on the cake. With a satisfied smile, she placed the cake on a serving plate on the table. She turned to see Matsuda pouring out the coffee into the cups with no mistakes. Amaya let out a breath and appeared beside Matsuda giving him an appreciated grin.
"Thanks for helping Matsu-kun," she said, patting his shoulder as she began placing the cups on a large plate," I'll starting handing out these ones."
Matsuda nodded, and continued on his 'laborious' task as Amaya walked out when a rebellious strand of hair got in her eyes making her blow at it with no avail. Carefully, she started handing them out to those nearest to her. Apparently, someone noticed her blowing at her forehead randomly when a hand brushed the hair of her eyes.
She blinked twice in relief as she saw Light in front of her, taking a coffee off the plate," Thanks."
Amaya nodded, and abruptly turned back to the kitchen where Matsuda was waiting with a gloomy expression on his face. She frowned and placed the large plate back on the table, standing in front of him with crossed arms.
"It really does upset me," he said quietly, staring up at the ceiling," When I do so many things wrong. I'm actually really good at things, and I'm pretty smart but for some reason whenever I'm around people I just screw up. Something always goes wrong."
Amaya remained silent, nibbling on her bottom lip as she stared up at her friend.
"I'm just so… stupid sometimes," he growled," And I know that. But damn it, L and the others are horrible to me. I'm risking my life just as much they are."
Now Amaya was in a stunned silence. She's never seen Matsuda truly angry before. Not knowing what to say, she wrapped her arms around him and placed her head on his chest as she hugged him tightly. Matsuda held in a breath then let it out as he returned the hug. She looked up at him and finally replied,"Matsu-kun… you are an amazingly brilliant person, and I have never doubted that. We all have our faults, and our bad luck and I suppose it just so happens that you have your life's worth in all one time. You've been so nice to me, basically one of the nicest since I've come here. And I'm grateful for that."
His chocolate brown eyes stared into her soft gray ones. A small smile once more appeared on his face to Amaya's belief. Then within a moment, his lips pressed against hers. Amaya's breath stifled in her throat as she was in a stunned disbelief. Amaya was about to respond when she realized what was happening to her: Matsuda was kissing her. Purposely. Not an accident. Uh-oh.
"Well, I suppose I'll wait to get the coffee later," a voice said calmly.
Amaya pushed Matsuda away lightly, eyes wide with surprise as she saw L's silently glowering ones. He walked away with his usual slouch as Amaya frowned.
"Matsu-kun," she said as softly as she could manage," I've known you only for at maximum 2-3 days. This is way too fast me. Right now, I only think of you as a friend. Please understand that."
"Alright," he replied with a sigh then gave her a sheepish smile,"Sorry, I really am. But thanks for talking to me, and helping me out. Forget it happened?"
Amaya nodded, relieved,"Perfect. Now let's finish giving everyone their coffee. And yes, I'll give Ryzaki his."
Matsuda smiled gratefully as he took out the remaining coffee's, except one. Amaya bit her cheek thoughtfully as she grasped the coffee cup, creams and the sugar cubes. She silently walked over the Ryuzaki was ignored her presence. With a slight scowl, she placed the coffee and the rest beside him. He quietly placed in tons of cream, and 16 sugar cubes. Amaya smirked and remarked," Want some coffee with that sugar?"
Ryuzaki rolled his eyes and took a sip as Amaya spoke again," I have your cake ready if you would like it now."
"Is Kaisou and Matsuda involved now?" he replied stoically, completely off topic.
Amaya raised an eyebrow and stated blandly," No, just misunderstanding. We both understand that, so don't you worry Ryzaki. His attention will remain on this case."
"Good, and yes," he said, stature more relaxed now," I would enjoy some cake now."
She nodded and headed once more back into the kitchen, grasping a fork in knife in one hand, the other balancing with her hand and hip. She let out a strangled breath as she returned back into the large main room beside L.
Thank God I got a job as a waitress a year ago, she thought with an exasperated exhale of breath.
"Enjoy," she said dramatically, waving her arms at the cake.
Ryuzaki nodded and his eyes quickly scanned over the message on the cake. A small smile crossed over his face as he turned towards Amaya," Well, I'm trying. And thank you, Kaisou. It's very good."
Amaya smiled pleasantly and went to leave when his hand grasped her arm loosely. He chewed his bit of cake for a few moments, swallowed, and spoke once more.
"You haven't spoken to Shinigami-san yet, have you?" he inquired, as Light appeared with a black notebook in a case
Amaya froze. L's death would be very soon, if she weren't here. What was going to happen now?
"N-no," she stammered and hesitantly reached out, grasping the notebook in her hands. She looked around the room, to see the familiar shinigami starign at her with a confused expression.
"Hey Rem," she said shakily, waving weakly.
The shinigami narrowed it's eyes at her," What is your name, and how do you know of mine?"
"I'm a psychic remember?" she said with a wry smile," And I'm Hakumei Kaisuo. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," the female shinigami replied, before staring blanking at the wall, and averting her gaze to stare at Amaya every few moments or so.
"Well," she said, clasping her hands," Do you need me to do anything, Ryuzaki?"
"Nothing quite in particular." He said with a shrug," Does Kaisou wish for something to do?"
"No," she said quickly," I was just going to head upstairs, and go to bed."
"Alright," L replied," Goodnight, Kaisou."
"Good night," she repeated, then bid the rest of the police force well before going up the stairs.
Amaya walked into her room, shutting the door and began to get undressed and placed the clothe she had borrowed from Misa folded in the corner. She wrapped the white cotton towel around her as she walked into the comfy bathroom and turned on the shower. She closed her eyes, listening to the water hit the walls, reminding her of rain.
Her eyes shot open. It rained the day Ryuzaki died. She'd have to watch for that. A feeling of foreboding fell on her. When Misa starting killing criminals again, Rem would kill Watari and L. She bit on her lip gard, accidently making a small trickle of blood run down her chin. She licked her lip, and then let out a small cry of annoyance.
How much did I change so far, she though anxiously as she placed the towel on the rack near the shower and slipped into the warm water.
Amaya began washing her hair as her thoughts returned to L once more, Why did I tell him he and Watari maybe had months to live? Damn it. I need to think of something fast. How the hell will I save them?
She frowned as she finished showering, enjoying the feel of being squeaky clean once more.
"Hey, Amay." A familiar voice made her tense.
L would never call me that, she thought, eyes wide as she went through all the possible explanations of what she had heard, Maybe it was just my imagination-
"Yeah it's me," a voice said gruffly," Now come on, I need to talk to you."
Amaya hastily reached for the towel and wrapped it around herself, getting out of the shower her gray eyes met familiar green ones. His shaggy dirty blonde hair was still in it's familiar disarray. His wolfish grin, the usual mischievous glint in his eyes, it was her brother. But he's dead…
"You have wings?" she said slowly, poking the feathers as he slapped her hands away,"….but you're dead."
"They're ticklish. No-no touch," he replied," And yes, to confirm I'm an angel and I'm dead. But I'm still hot."
"It is you," she remarked as she rolled her eyes. His cockiness didn't leave him even in death," I've missed you, Spencer."
His eyes softened as he patted her head," I've missed you too."
Natsumi Talk
Natsumi: I'm sososososososososososossoso… sooooooooooooooooo sorry. Now for the exscuses. A. I was on vacation for a week. B. The week after that was making up all the work. C. I'm just plain old lazy and got writer's block. But L saved me! I was watching the second movie and almost cried. L dieing was so sad. D':
L: … glad I could help?
Natsumi: You should be. Now my readers if I still have any left… I just gave you a big hint about the Once Note. Dadadada! And I got a lot of reviews last chapter. Hurrah! Natsumi happy, Natsumi happy! And over 2600 hits? I almost peed myself. Thank you guys so much for all the support and happiness you… gave me.
Amaya: And now she's going to ask…
Natsumi: Oh, no. Not that question now. First will be: Who will be Amaya's Lub-Lub? I will ask that question very very soon, people. So keep that in mind. I want to put some fluffiness in it soon. Why? Because it's addictive. And no, I don't need an intervention thankyouverymuch. And he's going to ask.
Itachi: …hn.
Amaya: Why the hell is he here?! This is Death Note, not Naruto.
Natsumi: But…. 'tachi's adorable.
Itachi: Stop calling me that. Now.
Natsumi: :D 'Tachi 'Tachi 'Tachi 'Tachi –gets knocked out-
Itachi/ Amaya/ L: Idiot.
Itachi: I may as well ask the question/ command.
L: …
Amaya: I think this was Natsumi's secret plan. She wanted this to happen. She's clever.
Natsumi: -pops up- That I am! Now off you go, 'tachi!
Itachi : -clenches jaw- Review. No pleases. I'm Uchiha Itachi. I don't do 'please'. Or my brother. Just letting you rabid fangirls know. Ew.
Natsumi: Oh… okay. That didn't go as planned. But the faster you guys review the faster I'll update. I don't have writer's block anymore. :D Tata for now!