It had been a week since Ryuzaki had found Iso. Iso had meanwhile gotten used to talking to Ryuzaki, and had been having decent conversations with him. It wasn't like he was hard to talk to, but he was an anime character! During the time that they were talking, they learned that they had quite abit in common.
She sighed, snapping back to reality and her MMORPG. 'Why do I have to stay in here when I could be helping Ryuzaki? He Knows I'm trustable, and he still hasn't told me he's L.' she thought, all the while still playing her game. 'I really want to help. I mean I know who Kira is and how he kills, after all. I need to find some way to get him too tell me the truth so I can offer. Asking directly is way out of the question, but indirectly is about 40%, give or take, possible.' She was once again interrupted from her thoughts when she heard a few knocks on the door, followed by the door opening. Ryuzaki came in from the main room of the suite they resided in. She looked at him, using the amazing peripheral vision she had at her aid, and studied him abit. The dark rings under his eyes had become to become more noticeable, and he appeared as if he was pulling himself along with more difficulty then he had in days. He grabbed a piece of the cake that was placed on the small table at the other end of the room, and preceded to his laptop on the floor. Before he sat down he glanced at her, as if deducing something, it felt as if he was evaluating her for something. Trust, maybe? No, she had no way of knowing if he was studying her or merely glancing in her direction to see if she might shoot him a smile, which on occasion she did. She took a bite of her own cake, 'maybe I'll smile at him later when I'm not in such a gloomy mood.'
It was midnight, and Iso was about to sleep in the lush bed. Too bad they had to move tomorrow, she really did like this suite the best so far. Iso lied down on the bed and fell asleep. She woke up at about 4:00 A.M, only to see Ryuzaki still on the floor in front of the laptop. She got up, still groggy and looked at him. Typical, he was asleep. But she must admit, he did look kind of cute… She mentally slapped herself when she realized that she was starting to blush. She went into the kitchen room, and grabbed herself a cup of tea. She finally grabbed a piece of cake with strawberries on top, and returned to the room.