May 19, 2004
I stared at the tests. I had thought that maybe having Light around could cause me to have a really late period from all the stress, but no. I had gotten up early to test my theory, and now I regretted it. Two pink lines had appeared so innocently, unaware that I was panicking at the mere thought of this issue I was having. Maybe they're false positives. I should go see a doctor. In order for it not to seem suspicious, I'm gonna have to look sick. I've got the pale part down... I'm gonna have to ask Watari to help me keep this from Ryuzaki... I don't like this at all. Not only do I have a detective to keep alive, but I'm going to have to keep a baby a secret as well... There's always the possibility of termination... But I couldn't live with myself if I did that. I can't kill something that is in part, Ryuzaki. Dammit, when did I fall so hard? I made preperations to see a clinic, then moved woodenly to the living room.
"Watari, I'd like a word." My voice had such a strange quality, that the others in the room looked up at me in surprise. Light was watching me in such a lecherous way, I felt I might puke. And Ryuzaki was watching me discreetly, in a manner of worry.
"Is everything alright?" Watari raised his brows at me.
"Yes, but I'd like to talk to you in private for a moment."
Watari followed me to my room, and I closed the door and locked it behind us. "I need you to take me to a clinic." I practically blurted.
"You are injured?" Watari really looked worried now.
"I'm not injured... I- ... Just come here." I moved to my personal bathroom and pointed at the offending pregnancy tests. He walked in, and after taking one long look at the tests and instructions all laid out, he turned to me with sharp eyes.
"And do you know who the father might be?" I wasn't sure if he was gonna kill me or the guy, but I wasn't about to lie to him.
"Ryuzaki."
Silence hung there for a while, and finally I looked up at him again, to see his eyes wide. "I see... will you be telling him?"
"Once the case is solved. My hoodies hide my figure well enough, I might be able to pull it off for a decent amount of time..." I could feel my head beginning to hurt.
"Doesn't he deserve to know?" I could see Watari's upset.
"It'll just distract him. And a distracted detective can become a dead detective a hell of a lot faster than a focused one." I fought to keep myself from shouting.
"...I understand." I could see the weariness in his eyes.
"I need your help keeping this from him. He's not the world's greatest detective for nothing." I kept my eyes on the floor, dejected.
"Of course. When is your appointment?"
I looked at the my phone. "Three hours. But I want to get something while I'm out."
"Then we'll go now."
We left my room, with eyes trailing after us. "Right this way." Watari ushered me out the door.
"I want you to be Kira." Ryuzaki explained.
"I am gone for a few hours, and I walk in to this?" I joke. I smiled at everyone. They all looked at me in confusion.
"You seem to be in a better mood." Light commented, almost in accusation.
"Had to see a doctor. I wasn't feeling very well." I shrugged.
"And you're feeling better now?" Ryuzaki had the cutest, most innocent expression on his face.
"Yes. I'm feeling better. Let me go put my things away, and I'll be right back." I practically bounced into my room.
L
"She's in a good mood." Ryuzaki absently allowed his thumb up to his mouth to chew the nail.
"Yeah. Wonder what that's about?" Light frowned. Ryuzaki looked up at Light to see an expression of possession. It made Ryuzaki uncomfortable to think that another man was after the very woman that he had come to love in such a short time.
"Must not be as bad as she thought."
"My body needs a hero. Come and save me!
Something tells me you know how to save me!
I've been feelin' weird, oh.
Oh, I need you, To come and rescue me!
Oooooooooh!
Touch me! Save my life!
Come on and turn me on!" Her voice was ringing clearly through the suite as she belted the lyrics to some obscure song. Ryuzaki and Light smirked to themselves, each for their own reasons; though Ryuzaki's was actually warranted.
Midori
I carefully hid my prenatal vitamins in my suitcase, to avoid leaving them behind, setting an alarm to go off every day on my phone at the same time every day as I belted out lyrics to a song from my world. Then I moved to my calender to make small marks and times for regular check ups. Next, I pulled the dozen or so condoms from my bag, and carefully put them in the small gift box I planned to give to Ryuzaki tonight. I wasn't going to raise suspicions with him, so I figured this might be a good distraction for him. I hid my pregnancy book in my suitcase with my vitamins. I stuffed the gift box under the bed. I checked my room over, satisfied with my work, I popped a candy in my mouth.
I bounced out of the room, closing my door like always, and was about to sit in my usual seat, when I noticed a certain brunette already sitting there. My face blanked. My good mood crashed quickly. "Light." My voice sounded devoid of emotion.
"Reiko?" He looked at me with genuine surprise.
My eye twitched. "I think she's upset you took her seat." Soichiro stage whispered to his son. I watched Light look up at me with a smile. He scooted over one seat and patted my seat.
"Sorry about that. No-one told me."
"It's okay. I don't feel like sitting anyway." I pulled out my large sketch pad and set it up on the easel. I went searching for the box of colored charcoals. I began sketching out a sleeping child, splayed across the bed, belly showing under her shirt.
Her lavender sheets were tangled in her legs, but she looked so peaceful. Her hair was an inky black color in the dark.
"That's really good, Reiko-chan." Light was behind me, looking over my head. He placed his hands on my shoulders, but I shrugged them off.
"Please do not touch me without my consent, Light-san." My posture was rigid. I turned my head and frowned a him.
"Ah. Sorry about that." He backed up from me with a smile.
"And please refrain from calling me Reiko-chan. Reiko-san, or Reiko will do." I kept my stern stare on him, daring him to defy me.
"Alright, Reiko." He stared down at me with a slight frown.
"Reiko. Could you come here?' I turned to see Ryuzaki beckoning me over, showing me a chair that had been moved just for me to sit next to him. Watari had set dinner on a small table in front of my chair, with a knowing look in his eye.
"Thanks." I sat down, looking down at the onigiri stuffed with smoked salmon. Next to my plate, sat a steaming cup of green tea. I ate quietly as Light sat back down in my previous seat, writing the draft for the "response tape".
"How's this, Ryuzaki?" Light held up the draft.
"Looks great. But if we don't omit the part where it says "You are free to kill L" I 'm going to die." He read through the draft then looked down, guilelessly at the college kid.
"You're right, sorry. I just wrote what I thought Kira might say. You're free to change it to whatever you want." Light laughed.
"Thank you." I watched the two interact over my teacup, taking a sip.
It wasn't long after that everyone went home to rest. I made sure that everyone was gone before locking the door and turning to Ryuzaki. "Ryuzaki, will you come with me?" I asked. He stared at me out of the corner of his eye. He turned to face me fully.
"Alright." He followed me to my room, and I shut and locked the door. "What's this about?"
"I thought I should give you something." I bent down and snagged the gift box I had prepared for him earlier. "Here."
He looked down curiously, before opening the lid and turning scarlet. "This is..."
"Just in case. We didn't use one last time, and I figured it would be better to be prepared from now on." Our eyes met, and he plucked one from the box.
"You're right. It is better to be prepared." His eyes flashed with mischief. I backed up, onto the bed as he advanced.
"Ryuzak-" I never got a chance to finish another thought that night.
May 21, 2004
So Misa wants to meet up with Light in Aoyama...
"You okay, Reiko?" Ryuzaki asked calmly. I wafted the smell of the fresh chocolate chip cookies to myself.
"I'm great." I sighed in an airy manner.
"Ya know, the way you cook and bake, you'd make someone a wonderful housewife." Light spoke up.
"I don't think I'll ever be a housewife. A mother, perhaps. Maybe even a wife. But I love travel too much to ever consider being a housewife." I turned, plate of fresh cookies in one hand and a plate of chocolate coffee cake with a sauce bowl of hazelnut coffee in the other, placing both in front of Ryuzaki. Watari entered carrying my lunch of a roasted chicken sub, with several pickle spears on the side.
"Oh. I guess it's all a matter of preference." Light frowned at me. He apparently had daydreams of putting me in that position in his life, and I had just crushed them.
"You look a bit green. Are you alright?" Ryuzaki commented. I had only eaten a few bites of my food before nausea had set in. I stood suddenly and ran to the nearest toilet. Ryuzaki followed behind slower, finding me hunched over, making friends with the toilet. Light had also followed. Ryuzaki knelt by me and pulled my hair back and began rubbing my back.
"Are you gonna be okay?" Light looked panicked. I was glad that the confusion of the situation kept Light from noticing the care Ryuzaki was using.
"I'm...fine... bad chicken..." I whimpered between gasps and heaves. "I... I want to lay down." I curled up on the floor. Ryuzaki picked me up and moved me to the now vacated couch. "Go on, I'm listening. Ryuzaki stared at me for a moment.
"Anyway, we will broadcast an announcement shutting down the game, and have someone go to these two locations..." I tuned out the words and just listened to his voice as white noise as I drifted off against my will.
I awoke to the sensation of someone petting my head. It didn't feel like Ryuzaki or Watari by me, so I growled loudly and swatted the hand and turned around. "Don't touch me."
"I didn't know she was a reluctant waker." Light murmured. "She's usually so chipper."
"Probably from the illness." Ryuzaki commented calmly. "Reiko. The others are leaving. You need to eat something. Do you want me to order for you?"
"Mushroom soup. And a garlic salt soft dough pretzel with cheese sauce." My voice sounded rough. "And orange juice... No, vanilla soy milk will do actually." Ryuzaki stared at me again. I internally sighed. So much for keeping it secret. I just know that he suspects me.
"Get better, okay?" Light smiled down at me. "I'm going now."
"Hn." I grunted, keeping my eyes on the upholstery. The pattern was starting to bug me. I listened to the door shutting, and Ryuzaki droning out my order. The receiver clicked.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I could feel his eyes boring into me.
"Tell you what?" I sat up to meet his eyes with challenge. We stared at each other testing the other's will.
"That you're pregnant." His voice was flat, proving just annoyed with me he was.
"Ryuzaki..." Watari murmured.
"And you were keeping it from me as well. Why?" He rounded on his handler.
"I didn't want to distract you from your work." I crossed my legs. He turned back to me, a spark of something in his eyes.
"You've been a distraction to me, the day I became aware of your presence. Even more so, when I brought you on this case. You distract me when I see you smearing paint absently under your ear when you have an itch. You distract me when I catch the scent of your cooking throughout the suite. You distract me when moan in appreciation for some food or other. You have distracted me in any way possible. This hardly counts as a distraction. We can hide it from the others... But next time I expect you to tell me something this serious." I had turned a brilliant strawberry red.
"Fine." I couldn't meet his eyes anymore.
"It looks like we won't have any need for that gift of yours for a while, after all." His absent comment caused my face to deepen in color.
I was saved by a knock at the door, that turned out to be room service. I ate quietly, watching him stare at the television screen, re-watching the tapes. I sighed. I went back to my room, conscious of his eyes tracking my progress. I rummaged through by suitcase to find the book I bought. I sat back down, setting it so that I could read while I ate. "Midori..." I looked up in surprise at how close his voice was, and had my lips captured in a short heated kiss. "Try not to be too stressed out. It's not good for you or the baby." He stayed by me as I finished my food and just settled into the couch to read in a more focused manner. I was hardly aware of falling asleep, or the gentle arms carrying me to bed.