Hey everyone.

I hate this chapter with a passion. But it has important stuff in it and I didn't want to make you all wait another two weeks so I post anyways.

Thanks to my beta mickey8701

Things I own: A blue ipod named Sinatra, a tube of mangled black lipstick, and my annoying neighbor

Things I don't own: Death Note

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I spent the rest of the night staring at the wall of the bunker in awkward silence.

The bunker was about twelve by ten feet, with two small beds about a foot apart in the middle. On one side of my bunker was a door leading outside; on the side of the other bunker was a door leading to a small bathroom.

Every time I tried to make conversation with La, he either blew me off or didn't answer at all. After receiving another mumbled incoherent answer to one of my questions I screamed in frustration.

"A brick wall is more talkative than you are!"

I turned over in bed so that I was facing his bed. He was already facing my bed. We stared at each other silently. Moments passed. La opened his mouth to speak. Then closed it again. He did that several more times, as if trying to work out a crick in his jaw.

More moments passed.

After what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes La opened his mouth again and he finally said something. Something incredibly and utterly nonsensical.

"Did you know that wet paper towels stick?"

He ran off to the bathroom on the far wall and I followed suit. Walking slowly though in favor of bolting to the door. I was surprised he didn't run head first into it.

When I walked inside he had a stack of paper towels on the counter and was running on under the sink. Waiting for it to get wet enough.

I smiled in spite of myself. "Who knew that the teacher's pet had a bad streak?" A small smile worked its way onto his face.

"After they found out about the paper towels, they sent out an extensive search to figure out who it was. They even installed cameras around the campus to 'catch the criminals in the act'."

He threw the wet wad of towels up at the ceiling. They stuck with a soft thwack!

"They never did figure out that it was me."

I had taken a piece of paper and ran it under the faucet. It warmed my hands, I hadn't even noticed how cold it was. By the time he had finished the punchline I threw up my ball of paper and laughed. The paper towels missed their mark and fell back down, landing squarely on the top of my head. We stared at each other for a minute and then laughed. Hard. La gripped his sides, doubling over in laughter.

I was amazed. I had actually broken into his calm facade. From this moment on, I vowed I promise to break though his defenses.

He grinned and grabbed a towel from the rack. I didn't notice how small the bathroom was until now. It was only five feet wide on either side with a little bathtub sink and toilet on the side. A towel rack hung on the glass dower of the tub. He threw the towel over my head and rubbed it all over.

"What are you doing?" I laughed.

"Drying you off…"

I stayed up late the rest of the night trying to make him laugh again (and once even trying to make him mad just to see if it would work), but I couldn't do it again. I eventually ended up falling asleep.

Unfortunately, I ended up falling asleep somewhere other than my own bed…

I opened my eyes and looked at the blurry room. I groaned with the fog of sleep hanging over my mind. I felt something warm radiating from behind me and turned around to snuggle up against it. My face was snuggled in white cloth, which laid over something hard; it felt nothing like the soft sheets on the bed. I looked up and saw the face of a sleeping kid with wild black hair. I looked around wildly.

Curled up around me, with two arms hugging around my waist, was a sleeping La. My eyes widened and I screamed. La's eyes shot open and he stared down at me. His eyes were wide with surprise and his mouth hung wide open. We froze, our faces holding equal expressions of horror. I screamed again as a new thought hit me.

"I'M GONNA GET COOTIES!"

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Sorry for the super-short chapter! I will reward you all with a very long chapter after this. -Seriously its like 6 pages long- and its waaaay better written. R&R people! Thanks!