L sighed in frustration with the Kira case, running his hands through his jet black hair. The shadows beneath his eyes grew darker as time wore on, and he knew he couldn't continue like this for long. His eyes went to the unsheathed blade laying on the table.
It had belonged to that curious woman that fought the serpant woman and disappeared in the park. A week passed since then, and he took whatever time he could to study the sword.
It was strange to say, but it seemed to hum to him. It held a continuous note, yet it soothed him more than his favorite sweet.
With skillfully observant eyes, he caught the Cherry Blossom insignia just at the base of the silver blade, and along it's sharp edge was an etching of a dog running towards the moon. At its hilt, a long black ribbon was tied to it. The sword was obviously custom and well made. And no matter how hard L tried to find it's maker, nothing came up.
L ran a hand over the shining silver edge, closing his eyes, and felt the hum pass through his body in warm comfort.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the woman floating over his table, looking over him with a curious sapphire gaze. This time around, she wore a silver kimono with crimson cherry blossoms running down the sleeves. Just as L had imagined the first night, her hair did indeed come down to the back of her thighs. Her silvery glow faded when her wooden sandaled foot landed on the table, and the silk fabric of her kimono ruffled slightly before touching the table top.
"You are L?" she asked with a chime-like voice. It was utterly soothing.
"Yes, I am L," he responded.
"But it is a false name, is it not? It is Lawliet," she continued.
L froze in shock. How could she know that? No one but a select few knew that! And they were wise enough to keep it to themselves, not blurt it out to beautiful women! What if she is Kira? Surely she is a suspect! Was this all just a figment of his imagination?
L's hand gripped the sharp blade, feeling the warm blood slip from his body and form a crimson puddle on the black wood of the table.
No, she is real... This pain is real... So she may be Kira.
Steely eyes looked up at her with an enraged expression. "How do you know that? No one knows my name!"
The woman took a step back, a fearful look on her face. "Do not be alarmed, please," she pleaded, kneeling down to become eye level with him. "I do not mean harm."
The humming of the sword grew louder when she was near and as L removed his hand from the blade to step back, he noticed that his blood no longer flowed from the wound that was inflicted just a moment before.
What is this...? L thought, staring at his blood smudged hand. It... healed?
"Please do not be afraid of me," the woman said wistfully. "I did not intend to frighten you."
"Who are you?" L asked at last, meeting her gaze evenly.
"I am Kagome," she told him with a pained expression.
The pair of creatures were back again, circling around Kagome like loyal pets. L got a good look of them, now that they were in the light.
They were lions, but held a certain likeness to dogs. Both looked strong and noble. It was obvious they could hold their own in a fight, being the size of actual lions. One had it's mouth completely open and didn't shut it. The other had its mouth closed and didn't open it. But both growled just as loud.
"What are they?" he asked, backing away further.
Kagome sent them warning looks. "Just Komainu's. Protectors. They won't hurt you, so please don't be afraid."
With a calculating look, his eyes found hers once again. "Asking me to be unafraid is a hard thing to do when you are facing creatures such as them."
Kagome frowned slightly before ordering the pair to stand down. "A, Um. Go home. I will call for you when I need you."
The Kobainu's glanced at eachother in question, but soon floated to the air and disappeared with a final snarl in L's direction.
"How do you know my name?" L asked angrily.
"Please understand that I am not just anyone," Kagome told him softly. "I can not tell you why I know what I do, all I can tell you is that I do."
L's eyes narrowed on the woman standing on the table, but turned abruptly when the hotel room's doors opened.
Touta Matsuda entered and L scrambled to find an explaination for the woman standing on the table.
"Ohiyo, Ryuuzaki-san!" he chirped, setting down a bag of grocery items near Kagome's feet.
"He can't see me unless I want him to," Kagome told L. "And he can't see the blood spilled onto the table because you were cut by my blade."
"What are you?" L asked out loud.
"What was that?" Matsuda responded in confusion.
"But he can still hear you, baka," the woman said, rolling her eyes.
"Nothing Matsui," L murmered.
Matsuda looked at him strangely but shrugged. "Moji and Aihara should be here in a few minutes and... Ryuuzaki? Are you alright? Where did you get that sword?"
L glared at Kagome and she sighed. "He can see my sword since you have been the one handling it. It is not in my possession as of now, nor is it a part of my body. You're on your own on this one."
The investigator turned to the young looking man and shrugged. "I found it interesting."
Matsuda nodded out of confusion, busying himself with straightening the place, knowing when to stop questioning L's antics.
L turned to where Kagome previously stood but was mildly surprised to find that she, and his puddle of blood, was gone.
A/N: Chapter 2 is now up! I hope y'all enjoy it, and please, review! I enjoy reading reviews helping me with my story. (I know my grammar isn't the best lol) So please, review review review review review! It would be much appreciated! Ja ne!
-Kiri Katana