L blinked owlishly for a moment before turning to the table in the corner of the room. The white haired boy was curled up in one chair; his knees to his chest. One pale hand was rested on his knees, curling a lock of snow white hair around one finger as he stared blankly at the yellow haired boy.
"You should not bother Ryuuzaki-san; he is a busy man."
The boy stood up, walking up to the group. Standing before Sakura, he bowed slightly, grabbing her hand and kissing it lightly as he stood up.
"Hello Sakura-san, How are you today?"
Mello, watching this act of mutiny, exploded on his feet.
"Near!!!! Get out of my way! Go sit down, or die in an avalanche of your own toys…."
He grumbled, crossing his arms in a childish manner. Sakura, watching this series of events, inwardly sweat dropped.
"How old are you Mello?"
"Are you calling me a baby?"
Her shoulders slacked slightly as she sighed. 'You may grow up, but you can act immature for the rest of your life.' She shook her head, her pink bangs framing her face as she stared at the two younger boys.
"Are you acting like one?"
She watched his face go from outraged, to pure rage. Cocking an eyebrow, she put her hands on her hips, intent upon staring down this yellow haired beast.
L's Point Of View
"Are you acting like one?"
Oh that was a good comeback when it pertained to Mello. He would have to give her points for that one. He had to say; she was the same as she had been all those years ago. He watched Near and Mello bicker; ending up in Mello tossing a punch at Near, only to have his fist caught and his stomach elbowed. As they fought, he gently pulled Sakura to a booth, before walking up to the display case. Pressing his hands onto the glass, he leaned forward towards the treasures that lay just behind an inch of glass; the noises of battle behind him melting away. He just barely noticed Sakura step up behind him; delivering two punches so swift, that neither expert martial artist boys could see coming. Inwardly giggling, he let his mind wonder to fantasies of sweets.
Sakura's POV
"Ne, Ryuuzaki-san! Why must your tastes only revolve around sweets?"
Raito whined from Misa's side. Brushing strands of her own hair from her face, she walked over to the man who had Kira as his split personality. After she had glared at him for a moment, she spoke.
"Raito, leave Ryuuzaki-kun alone. He deserves a break from work."
'Work you cause.' She thought dryly. As she turned to return to L's side, she felt a tug at the hem of her shirt. Looking down to Near, she smiled warmly.
"What may I assist you with Near-kun?"
His ever unwaveringly bland complex prevented him from smiling back at her.
"You aren't normal. I can tell."
She froze for a moment as her eyes widened a minute fraction, before she regained mobility as patted his head.
"I'm just a new face."
She could feel Raito's eyes linger on her face as she smiled at Near once more, before walking to L. She cringed forward physically as her eyes began to sting. Convulsing forward momentarily, she gritted her teeth as she clenched her eyes shut. She only hoped that no one noticed her hair flicker to a completely pink shade for a split nanosecond. She felt L's arms encircle her as he rushed to her. The sting in her eyes grew to an unbearable white-hot burn. His worried words blended in her ears to form a soothing, deep voiced thrum. Vision going black as she looked at his worried expression; one hand trailed to his cheek as her world went deaf for a moment. Now he was holding her bridal style; his eyes wide as he frantically looked at her. Now Raito and Misa were crowded around them as L kneeled down on the floor; half holding her as he laid her lower half down. The pain in her eyes spread to a flaming pike of white-hot metal in her chest; her heart. A pained groan tore from her red lips as her hands that were on his shoulders clenched; his shirt tearing where her nails were.
"L…… Aughh!"
She watched as tears flooded his raccoon like eyes as the idea of loosing her flickered through his mind. Several wet drops landed on her neck and chest as she watched his face contort. The last thing she did was clench her jaw, and hug him to her, before she blacked out.
