Konnichiwa! 8D I really don't like this chapter, actually. It didn't seem very good when I reread it D_D Oh well, hopefully Angelcloud0090 enjoys it XD Also, it's been decided that the rating will raise to M :3 Just a fore-warning for you readers out there.

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. The cover picture and Dawn belong to Angelcloud0090

Dawn was in no way an average girl. She was a Japanese-American, having a father born in Japan and a mother born in the states. She had spent most of her time in the states until junior high when she began skipping grades as her teacher's realized she was ridiculously smart. She went to live in Japan so she could enroll in an elite private school, in hopes that it would challenge her. It didn't.

At age ten she could speak four different languages.

At age twelve she had won four national contests on her artwork.

At age fourteen she had gotten involved accidentally in a string of bank robberies and ended up uncovering the culprit.

At age sixteen she had graduated high school with a perfect score on her ACTs while also having perfect grade point average. She got excepted for an internship with the Tokyo Police Force shortly after and at age eighteen became the younger member of the Force.

Dawn was obsessed with sweets, and though she occasionally liked dressing up she felt most comfortable in a long white shirt and jeans. She always sat with a single knee to her chest and never seemed to be able to relate to other girls her age.

This might be why, she reckoned, she had fallen in love with a panda-eyed detective instead of some celebrity.

Yes, Dawn Sasaki was in love with L – a man she knew nearly nothing about, not even his full name or where he was born. But a girl couldn't help who they adored, now could they?

Dawn knew why she did though. She loved his dark brown eyes that sparkled when he realized something important. She loved his ability to keep up with her when she ate sweets. She loved his awkwardness and the cute little panda grin he gave her whenever he was happy. She loved how he never looked at her weird when she acted like herself, when she relaxed. She loved the intense conversations they shared and each accidental touch. She loved the compromising situations she always seemed to get into with him.

Let's face it – there seemed to be nothing the girl didn't go crazy for about him.

For a normal girl, this might not be a large problem. They would confess, maybe with chocolates or a love letter. Dawn though? She never could seem to get the words out when she tried, and she gave him sugary treats anyway. How do you get a genius to know your attracted to them?

Honestly, the brunette had no idea. But she didn't graduate high school at sixteen for nothing. She decided to experiment, seeing if Ryuzaki possibly liked her too.

At first she started brushing up against him more often, looking at his reaction each time. When there hands brushed, he would stiffen and his eyes would dart to the area they had touched. When she leaned her chin on his shoulder to read what he had on the screen of his computer his breathing became uneven. When she attempted to steal the last sugar cube from him, her chest had pressed against him and he had flushed pink.

At this point she began to think he might return her feelings, but she wanted to be positive. So, Dawn began flirting.

Ah yes, this produced amusing results. A small, secretive small sent in the detective's direction would make his eyes widen. When she seductively placed a peppermint in her mouth, he watched her every movement, his posture stiff. And, Dawn's favorite reaction, when she purposefully dropped her pen, reaching over to pick it up while L sat perched on his chair behind her. When she turned back around his face was a soft red and he looked startled.

Who knew the raven-haired man was a pervert?

Finally convinced, all the mischevious girl needed was a time to confess. And a way, of course. As the clones were normally the last two remaining each night in the hotel suite besides Watari, she had thought this part would be easy.

Well, she was wrong. It seemed as if everyone was conspiring against her. She'd go to talk to L, and Matsuda would suddenly be in front of her, babbling at light speed and questioning her on something. Next, she decided to wait until everyone else left... the night Soichiro decided to stay for an extra five hours.

Who was going to sabotage her plans next? Aizawa? Mogi? Ukita?

The Saturday following her week of flirting left her uncharacteristically grumpy. It took barely a half hour for the Task Force to realize no one needed a grumpy Dawn. Her normal optimistic, upbeat, hyper and smiley self was replaced with a girl filled with snappish replies and flat looks. The bags under her eyes were nearly as pronounced as L's and she had barely touched the candy in front of her.

It didn't take long for people to realize it was a good day to leave the lovesick brunette to herself.

The girl in question had even found herself nearly growling at Ryuzaki as he kept sending her what seemed to be curious looks, while resisting the urge to blush at the same time.

By the end of the day she could honestly say she wanted to bang her head against a hard surface multiple times in her frustration. Solving robberies? Simple. Solving the occasional murder? Easy. Finding a way to confess to a boy? Apparently impossible.

It was a mark of how overwhelmed by the whole situation Dawn was that she didn't notice the Task Force members leaving one by one, until all but she and L remained.

"Dawn-san?" A dull voice suddenly intruded on her thoughts and she jumped in her spot sitting against the loveseat, nearly toppling out of her odd position onto the floor. She blinked her sapphire eyes rapidly before replying.

"Hai, Ryuzaki-san?" She questioned, tilting her head to the side slightly like a curious puppy. The raven-haired male seemed to pause for a moment before continuing.

"You have seemed... agitated today." L stated. The brunette nodded slightly, wondering where he was going with this. "Why?" He continued in a questioning tone.

"Ah..." Dawn began, her face involuntarily heating up, but she had to brave it out – this was her chance! "I have something I need to tell someone, but I don't know how to say it." She said vaguely, glancing at the boy to see him looking mildly frustrated.

"What do you need to tell them?" Ryuzaki inquired after a small lull in the conversation, reaching his hand to the candy bowl on the coffee table in front of him and unwrapping a small chocolate.

"A...confession." She said, forcing herself to meet the detective's gaze. "Of my feelings, for them."

The silence in the room was nearly tangible, the clones mirroring each others intense gazes.

"I see." L said after a moment, an odd expression in his eyes as he pressed the chocolate into his mouth with a single finger. He was about to turn back to his work when Dawn got a crazy idea. A crazy, completely insane idea.

She crawled over to the man, cupping his chin in her dainty hand, turning him to face her. Ryuzaki's panda-like eyes were wide with surprise and his mouth had opened slightly. Without giving her time to back out, she pressed her lips against the detective's for one sweet, perfect second, before forcing herself to pull back.

L looked as if he were about to have a heart attack. Dawn smiled slightly, standing up and grabbing her shoes before walking to the door. She stopped before she exited, turning around and meeting the eyes of the man who still hadn't moved.

"You had chocolate on your lips." She informed him with a sly grin before making her escape.

All she could hear as she pressed her ear to the now closed door was the solid thump of a body hitting the ground.

Okay, I have to admit while the last part was probably OOC for L, I love the thought of him going into shock and fainting after being randomly kissed by the girl he may or may not be attracted too XD

Song of the Chapter: Suki Daisuke - Rin Kagamine

~Adra