Sachi and L did not act any differently, but everyone else acted strangely. When she walked into the room going straight to L, everyone stared in breathless anticipation of what she would do next. She was treated to another frigid glower from Light before he turned his back on her and walked out. Ignoring them all, she gave L the customary kiss on the cheek then sat down beside him.
"What's going on?" she whispered after they all returned to whatever they were doing.
"Misa is at her interview with Yotsuba Group. Everyone is a little on edge right now," he advised her.
"Oh." Sitting back in her chair, she inhaled a deep cleansing breath of relief.
"And they know what we did because you're really loud," he added with no change in facial expression.
"Dammit!" she hissed, getting out of her chair. She did not see the lopsided smirk of satisfaction on L's face that hinted toward his misplaced pride in everyone knowing what they did.
Sachi entered the little kitchen and began opening cabinets to retrieve the necessary elements for a cup of coffee. Although it was well past morning, she needed her caffeine. It made her smile to know that L had allowed her to sleep so late. Last night was the first really good sleep she had enjoyed in a while. Hell, what led to it was GREAT! Her smile broadened, and she felt giddy just from thinking about it.
"Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee," she chanted to herself. Damn. She has been spending too much time around Misa.
Sachi's mind wandered to the eccentric owlish man in the other room. Maybe he was more like an owl than a panda. Those big round eyes, staying up all night, the way he perches on a chair to sit… Her mind began to replay last night, and she quivered. A pair of arms slid around her waist and a sigh escaped her lips when a gentle kiss was planted on her cheek.
"Oh, L," she breathed, reaching back with her hand. Her fingers touched soft smooth hair instead of thick coarse hair. Turning around in horror, she met the intent gaze of an amused pair of brown eyes.
"Well, someone seems to have gotten a bit over friendly with the genius detective," Light murmured, reaching out to stroke his fingertips across her cheek.
"That's what girlfriends usually do isn't it?" she challenged, narrowing her eyes in anger.
"I guess you proved me wrong. All this time I thought it was just an act to trap me into something like an 'accidental' confession," he accused.
"That's absurd," she scoffed, turning to avoid looking at him. She poured her coffee and began to add sugar cubes, not counting as he continued to talk.
"Is it really? Come on," he stated in a low, seductive voice. He pressed his body against the back of hers, pushing her into the counter. "A pretty girl like you not using her body to gain favors? That's what you did in school, wasn't it?"
Sachi wiggled in his arms, attempting to free herself. Fury boiled within her from him reminding her of the nasty rumors from high school. She bit her lower lip as pain surged through her body from him bearing down harder on her to drive her hip bones into the handle of the drawer. She was also trying to ignore the hard mound pressing relentlessly into the small of her back. Considering the odd and uncomfortable predicament she was caught in, she did her best not to move because the slightest graze against him would only serve to entice him to hurt her more. It also seemed to be turning him on which was something she definitely did not want to encourage.
"Was L hoping for a little pillow talk after you delivered great sex and a mind numbing orgasm? A bedtime confession after you loosen my lips? Is that it?" he bit through his teeth, sliding his hand up her belly in teasing manner. "I'm not a violent person and sex never has been an overwhelming desire for me. But for you – " He kissed her neck and covered her breast with his hand. "For you, I would make an exception."
"It's not like that," she responded, her voice quavering with the fear that he had made take root inside of her. No, it is not like that anymore. She had no intention of seducing him anymore, and L had decided to implement different methods to prove his theory that Light Yagami was indeed the notorious Kira.
"Don't you have anything else to say? Any more denials? An excuse? You usually have no problem with that mouth of yours," he whispered in her ear, rubbing himself against her. "Don't you still want me?"
Sachi questioned if he was serious or if he was just messing with her head to get a reaction. He liked to manipulate people so that would include preying on their fears. Was it all bluff and bluster to intimidate her? Deciding that his actions were only a ploy to control her, she grabbed his hand, squeezing his fingers around her breast. Swiveling her hips, she pushed back against him, moving until he was humping her with clothes on.
"Oh, Light, I still want you," she gasped, feeling his whole body tense. Her smile turned sadistic and predatory when he tried to pull his hand away from her. She had been correct in her deduction.
"Let go," he growled, his fingers open and splayed wide as he attempted to remove his hand from her breast and her grip.
"But I thought you wanted me," she pouted, releasing his hand. It was damn near impossible not to laugh when he almost fell as he pulled back from her, but somehow she managed to avoid it.
"Oh, I do. I will have you," Light openly threatened, grinning at her menacingly. "But I have more important things to deal with right now."
Sachi ignored the not so subtle insult at the end. She knew he was annoyed because she called his bluff. Watching him as he stalked off, she made sure he was gone before turning back to her coffee. That bastard. Sipping her coffee, she blanched and made a face because it tasted like she as drinking coffee flavored syrup. A quick glance at the sugar bowl told her she had added way too many sugar cubes. She fixed herself another cup and took the coffee syrup to L.
"Thank you," he said, actually taking his eyes off the monitor for a brief moment. He looked at her then at the desk and back to her.
'What is he looking for?' she pondered, sipping her new and improved coffee with only two cubes of sugar. She ignored him as he continued to stare at her with a pleading look in his eyes. Finally, the puppy dog eyes bore into her and she could no longer stand it.
"What? What do you want?" she inquired, staring into her cup.
"No dessert?" he asked, visibly recoiling from the scathing look she sent him.
"How silly of me," she reprimanded herself. Calmly putting her cup down, she returned to the kitchen. She found the perfect thing.
L virtually drooled as he watched her sashay toward him with the cake piled high with extra whipped cream. It is an amazing thing that the man could be turned on by a confection more than sex. Holding the plate level with his mouth, she waited. Before he could take the plate from her, she flipped it forward and smashed it into his face.
"Eat that!" she snapped, whirling around to go hide in the bedroom. She could hear the snorts and chuckles of poorly restrained laughter during her retreat. What she did not hear was the stealthy detective sneaking up behind her and following her into the room.
Turning to close and lock the door behind her, Sachi screamed when she was confronted with a whipped cream monster who had stalked her to her hiding place. She followed the path of his hands as he closed and locked the door trapping her with him. Another scream mixed with laughter flowed from her when he grabbed her and pressed his lips against hers making sure to smear as much whipped cream all over her face as possible. This was the sweetest kiss by far being flavored with the whipped cream and a good sprinkling of his usually hidden sense of humor.
"I need a shower and so do you," she giggled after he lifted his lips from hers.
"Not yet. Why don't we lick this off each other and do other things to get all sticky and dirty before we take a shower?"
"Oh, L…"
...
"Is this going to be problem? Is her being here going to cause issues with this investigation?" Light demanded when the couple came out of the bedroom.
"No. It's really none of your business who I have here during this investigation. Or what I do with them. As long as we accomplish our goals, does it matter what happens in between?" L shot back, glaring at him ferociously. His expression spoke volumes louder than his words and the agitated Light backed down.
"By the way, Misa has fallen off our radar. She pulled a quick one on Mogi and has disappeared to do a little investigating on her own. Idiot!" he barked in frustration.
Was it possible he really did care about Misa? He had to just a little a bit for that kind of reaction. Or maybe he is just a better actor than she thought. His earlier performance had been startling and quite spectacular.
Sachi followed L to his usual place and was surprised to see a laptop sitting in front of the chair she always occupied beside him. It was a lovely shade of red – like a rose. She eyed him warily because he was carrying the whole rose thing a little too far. But she was his rose so she would deal with it. Opening the computer and pressing the power button, she sat down to begin searching; for what she was not sure yet but they had to find that idiot Misa Misa before she brings them all down.
...
"Hiiiii! I'm back! And guess what I found out!" the blonde squealed happily pulling her phone out of the pocket of the nurses uniform she is wearing.
"MISA!" Light bellowed so loudly it startled everyone in the room. He rushed to her, grabbing her by the arms. It appeared he was barely hanging on to his self-control and resisting the urge to throttle her. "What in the hell are you wearing?"
"That's not important. Listen!" she exclaimed happily, pressing a button on her phone.
Sachi shivered when she heard the voice of that slimy sexual deviant, Kyosuke Higuchi, echoing through the room with a high, metallic sound since it was coming from the cell phone. She listened while holding her breath just like everyone else: Kyosuke Higuchi blatantly admitted to being Kira while declaring his desire to make Misa his wife. Her eyes moved to Light whose tanned skin had turned a dark pink color from the anger seething under the surface. She turned around to her computer to look up information on the executives of Yotsuba Group when the furious man launched into a lecture admonishing his girlfriend as if she were a child for putting herself in so much danger.
Watari wheeled in a three tiered tray of sweets for L. He must have heard things were getting intense with investigation and brought in a stockpile of brain food to fuel the prodigy. After handing her and L cups of coffee, he exited the room as unobtrusively and discreetly as he had entered.
Sachi put in the earphones that were lying beside the computer to block out the sound of L speaking to Wedy, a professional cat burglar, who had broken into Higuchi's house under his orders. Suddenly she could feel the tension of heightened emotions permeating the room as if it had become a bodily presence. Without turning from her computer, in her peripheral vision she could see L and Light involved in a turbulent conversation. L had a serious, thoughtful expression on his face while Light's appearance was that of unadulterated rage. Light heaved such a heavy sigh it raised his shoulders before his face relaxed like he had given up and acquiesced to a truth he did not even want to admit to himself. Pulling the earphones out of her ears, she listened.
"Then it would be my choice to transfer the power," Light said, lowering his eyes to the floor.
"We need to find a way to trap Higuchi before he can transfer the power so we can discover how he kills," L stated as if he were thinking out loud rather than talking to anyone. "Here's what we do…"
L carefully explained the plan to use Sakura TV to incite Higuchi into exposing the secret as to how he commits the murders. Matsuda would be used as bait to provoke him to kill someone. There was a distinct possibility he could die depending on the extent of this Kira's powers. Poor Matsuda – the man looked horrified and ready to faint. However, he declared he was willing to go along with the plan after considering his options for mere minutes.
Sachi glanced at L who was crouched in his chair like usual and chewing his thumb to signify he was thinking intensely.
"Light, make the call to Namikawa," L ordered.
Light gladly obliged and Sachi soon figured out why he was so swift to act on the request. He moved in between her and L, grabbing the phone that could not be traced or tapped. For his gratification, he shoved her chair with a powerful push that tipped it forward.
Her feet shot out to keep her from falling, but it did not save the chair from crashing to the floor. She disregarded the glares she received from the officers because she was too busy giving Light a withering stare for his childish actions. Since he was busy with something extremely important to the investigation, she restrained herself from reacting in any way, not even speaking. Instead she went to the balcony to try to calm herself down. Was this going to be a habit of his now? Outright attacks or subtle, hateful actions?
Sachi massaged her bruised hips, pacing back and forth on the balcony. She would not tell L about the incident that had occurred between her and Light earlier. Somehow she would handle him on her own.