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Chapter 13: Goodnight
"If possible, this is more boring than the confinement period," Miya complained, looking at the large screen in the new headquarters that reflected Misa watching television. The new building was amazing, with countless space for any detective added to the team, but the work being done there was not as exciting. All they had to go on so far was that Misa was potentially the second Kira, and that Light was maybe involved somehow. Problem was, the two didn't remember anything of the sort, and now that the killings were going strong, the evidence was pointing in a different direction. Never the less, the team had been spending some of its energy on monitoring Misa Misa, and L was devoting every second to watching his new accessory, Light.
"Yes, it is rather dull," L said, turning away from the screen to look at Miya. He had been stacking the tiny plastic packages of coffee creamer to entertain himself as he observed Misa's dull life. Light was in the chair beside him, browsing the computer to keep the team updated on the most recent Kira killings.
"I should head home soon," she continued. "I never really see Noah during the day anymore. I feel bad, like I'm a bad mother or something."
"You're a wonderful mother," L assured her. Light gave him a sideways glance, finding himself wondering again why Ryuzaki seemed to care about how Miya felt.
"I hope so," Miya sighed, giving L a slight smile. He turned back to the screen and tried to make his tone sound uncaring as he continued.
"Well, if it's an inconvenience for you two, then perhaps it would be in you and Noah's best interest to move in to headquarters. There's ample space for the both of you." Miya raised her eyebrow, but kept her cool.
"Hmm, that might be a good idea. I've been looking to move out of my parent's house anyway, and this would be a great start." She couldn't lie to herself; the idea of being right near L all the time sounded amazing, that is, until she remembered Light would be there too. Man, that guy was really starting to get on her nerves! Mostly because he was always there, for obvious reasons, and then when he wasn't, Misa was talking about him in her annoying 'love' voice. There was no escape from Light, and sometimes Miya just wished it was dark.
"Perfect. You can live on the floor under Misa." Miya thought about this for a moment in dissatisfaction. Misa's room was more than ten floors away from L's and Light's, and the idea of being so far away from L when they had the potential to be so close was upsetting, so Miya tried to hint her disapproval without being obvious to Light.
"Um, but Noah would definitely annoy Misa, even a floor away, so I think we shouldn't be so close to her."
"Well, the walls are thick here. I assure you it won't be a problem." Miya sighed and knew she was just going to have to tell him. Either she was a horrible hinter or L's deductive skills didn't apply to her. Maybe it was a bit of both. Miya casually sat on the edge of the table L and Light were sitting in front of and pretended to stretch.
"Oops!" she said when she "accidentally" bumped into the stack of coffee creamers, sending them flying off the table and onto the floor. L looked up at her for a moment before hopping out of his chair and squatting on the floor to collect them. Miya hopped down to help and, just as she was anticipating, Light opted to remain in his chair rather than help.
"L," she whispered when they were picking up the creamers under the table, certain that Light couldn't hear. "What are you doing trying to stick me near Misa?"
"I just figured you'd like a whole floor," he shrugged.
"Well, I don't need a whole floor," she said. "It's just me and Noah. I was actually hoping we could be closer to you."
"To me?" L said, confused. "But either way I won't be able to see you, so what's the difference?"
"It's the thought, okay," Miya said, shoving some packages into his hands. "What, you don't want to be near me?" She stood back up looking annoyed, and sat in her chair. L appeared with a handful of coffee creamers and proceeded to restack them once he was back in his seat.
"On second thought Miya, perhaps it would be better if you moved closer to the lower level," he suggested casually. "It's closer to where we conduct work anyway."
"Okay, doesn't matter to me," Miya said calmly, smiling slightly at L. Light sighed and turned away from the computer he'd been browsing.
"Two more killings this past weekend," he informed. "All from heart attacks." Miya sighed, as each update just added to the murders. It wasn't exactly happy news to hear, so she stood up and walked to the door.
"I'm going to go home and prepare for the move," she said. "Tomorrow works for me? Is that alright Ryuzaki?"
"Yes," he said, turning to face her as his newly piled stack of creamers crumpled to the desk. "We'll help you to move in tomorrow." Miya nodded and headed out the door as Light turned to face L.
"Help her?" he said. "Matsuda managed to move in on his own."
"Yes, but we should help the women move their things," he said. "It's the gentlemanly way, correct? Did you not help Misa move her things in?"
"Yes, but she's apparently my girlfriend," Light said, obviously annoyed to call her that. "She made me help. Miya should be fine on her own."
"Well, Miya will be busy with Noah so I figured you and your father, along with Aizawa, Matsuda, and myself could be of assistance to her." Light groaned.
"Oh, you'll be alright," L said. "If you're upset perhaps we should go see Misa. I know she always cheers you up." Light shot L a bitter glance, as everyone besides Misa was aware of his annoyance toward her, before turning his head back to the computer and getting back to work.
"Yeah, okay, bed in that room," she said, pointing the way for Matsuda and Aizawa, who were forced with the heavier objects since Mr. Yagami was older and L and Light were tied together. L had arranged for them to be in a two bedroom area with a bathroom, living room, and small kitchen. The perfect size for Miya's small family. Best of all, she was literally right down the hall from L. Her parents had been quite surprised by the news of Miya's new home, but they were happy none-the-less. They had offered to help but Miya had insisted that she could handle it. She wasn't sure if they were allowed in the building in the first place, and she didn't want to explain it to them. She hoped that if she visited enough, they wouldn't feel the need to visit her, though they probably would. Miya decided to ignore the issue in hopes it would eventually go away.
"Where to?" Mr. Yagami said, rolling in a dresser that he had propped on a moving cart. Miya pointed him the same direction as Matsuda and Aizawa when Noah came running from his bedroom.
"Wow it's big!" Noah said excitedly, jumping up and down.
"You like?" Miya said with a grin. Noah nodded and clapped his hands.
"It's the best room ever!"
"Glad you like it," L said, stepping in the apartment with a box in his hands. Light was right behind him, carrying a lamp with obvious boredom.
"We should be working on the Kira case," he complained. L turned back to look at him.
"Watari is observing Misa and for now that's all we can do." Light sighed and placed the lamp randomly on the floor, not bothering to ask Miya where to put it.
"Well thankfully for you guys that's everything," Miya said when Matsuda and Aizawa appeared, looking tired. Mr. Yagami was right behind them, rolling out the dresser-less cart effortlessly. The place was filled with boxes, but not too much furniture. Miya really only had what had been in her's and Noah's rooms at home.
"Thank goodness," Matsuda sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Not that I mind helping but your furniture sure is heavy."
"Well thank you all very much," Miya said with a smile. She was officially moved in to headquarters, and she couldn't deny, it was pretty exciting.
"Do you like your new room?" Miya asked Noah as he hopped into bed. She pulled his blanket over him and handed him his stuffed pandas. He took them happily and snuggled into his pillow.
"Yeah, it's the best!" Noah giggled, looking around. L had arranged for the walls to be painted blue for him, though Miya wasn't sure how he'd gotten it ready so quickly. He was always good like that. Noah's bed sat in a corner, his dresser to the far wall, and a few pictures hanging up. Then there were his toys and such that filled the empty spaces. Miya had been working since they'd gotten everything moved in to make his room up for him; she figured hers could wait until Noah was settled in.
"Okay well, goodnight sweetie," Miya said, kissing his forehead and heading for the door.
"Mommy," Noah said before she was gone.
"Yes?" she asked, turning to face him with her hand on the light switch.
"Can Mr. Panda tuck me in?" Miya smiled at his adorableness and shook her head.
"No 'cause Mr. Light would have to come too."
"Oh, he's boring," Noah complained. "Oh well, Mr. Panda can tuck me another day, right?"
"I bet he'd love that," Miya assured him, flicking the lights off and stepping out of his room. She walked through the nearly empty living room and into her equally empty bedroom. All that filled it was a full sized bed, a dresser, and a few boxes. She dug through them to find clean sheets and blankets and proceeded to make her bed before changing into her pajamas. She had just settled in and turned off her lights when she heard a knock on the door.
"Noah, come in sweetie. What's wrong?" she called in a concerned voice. The door opened, but the man who entered was not her four year old son.
"L?" she said, bolting upright. "What are you doing?"
"I came to see you," he explained. "You said you wanted to be close to me so I figured we could take advantage of our proximity."
"But, I don't understand," she said, flicking on the lights so she could see him better. "Where's Light?"
"Well, you see I'm in control of our attachment, so I simply unlocked my handcuff once I was certain he was asleep and chained him to his bed."
"Kinky," Miya chuckled, though L didn't appear amused. "Sorry," she laughed. "I couldn't resist. Do you sleep in the same bed?"
"No," L said simply. "He sleeps in his bed and I rest on a chair beside him."
"Oh right," Miya said, standing up and walking toward him. "You don't sleep much. So, I guess you can just go back to him then and handcuff yourself back up without him even knowing you were gone."
"Correct," L agreed. Miya was about half way to him when she stopped and turned away.
"What?" he asked.
"Just realized I'm a mess, what with the baggy pajamas and tangled hair. Yeah this is embarrassing."
"I didn't notice," L shrugged, his eyes unblinking as he took in her appearance. "And I don't mind." Miya blushed somewhat before turning back around and continuing toward him. She reached him quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck, which proved quite easy considering he was already hunched over.
"Well it's good to see you alone," she admitted. "I missed you." She met his lips with hers, something she hadn't been able to do for a few days, and took a moment to enjoy it. L quickly removed his hands from his pockets and placed them on her waist before she finally pulled back.
"Hmm, so is this your nightly plan?" she asked. "To come over and see me?"
"It is a nice break," L nodded. Miya chuckled and dropped her arms from him, heading back over to the bed. She slid back under the covers with a yawn as L remained where he was standing.
"You can come over," Miya said, patting the place on the bed beside her. L hesitated, so Miya stood back up and walked over to him, grabbing his hand. "I'm not gonna make you stand there." She led him to the bed and pushed his shoulders down so he was sitting, heading around to the other side and sliding back under her warm covers. She turned over to see him pulling his knees to his chest.
"You know, Noah wanted you to tuck him in tonight," Miya mentioned as he turned to look at her. "I think he really likes you now."
"I'll have to tuck him in again when Kira is caught," L agreed, looking pleased. He hadn't told Miya about Noah's birthday wish; it was something he thought he'd keep to himself for a while. Miya watched him for a moment in silence, observing his face as his smile faded.
"What's the matter L?" she asked finally. "You seem frustrated lately." L worked on the case every day like usual, but Miya felt like his attitude was changing. Something was bothering him.
"It's nothing," he said. Miya sighed and sat up, scooting behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck so she could rest her head on his shoulder.
"I'm tired and I don't want to beat around the bush," Miya admitted. "I know something's bothering you so just tell me." She kissed his shoulder as he hesitated, pulling his thoughts together.
"I just don't want to accept that Light might not be Kira," L confessed after a moment. "Everyone seems so convinced now and I just know that he's got something to do with it." Miya sighed into his shoulder.
"It will all come together L. You just need to relax." L shrugged under her weight and Miya chuckled, kissing his cheek before scooting back over to her spot. L looked to her with unblinking eyes and what Miya thought was a hint of disappointment that she left him so quickly. He was just feeling so defeated lately, and Miya was the only person who managed to make him feel better. This was reflected completely in his face, and Miya laughed and sat back up.
"Here," she said, placing her hands on his shoulders. She began rubbing them and L turned his head to look at her in confusion. "I'm helping you relax," she explained as she attempted to rub the tenseness out of his back and shoulders. "Plus you've got that hunched over thing going on so maybe this will solve that," she added with a giggle. Finally he turned around to face her, grabbing her hands.
"I'm not sure it's working," he admitted. Miya smiled and leaned into him, kissing him softly. She pulled away after a moment.
"I have another idea. Lay against the pillow!" she ordered.
"Why?" L asked, confused. Miya tilted her head at him with a 'just do it' expression and so he reluctantly released his knees and lounged back. Miya scooted over to him and rested her head on his shoulder, sliding her arm around his waist.
"There," she said. "Now you can lose forty-percent of your deductive abilities and maybe you won't worry so much." L had to admit, he wasn't thinking about Kira as Miya snuggled into him, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. Slowly, as not to disturb her, he pulled his arm over to her and stroked her hair from her face before resting his hand on her shoulder.
"Goodnight," she mumbled.
"Goodnight," L replied as he watched her drift off to sleep.
Miya awoke the next morning with a smile, rubbing her eyes and rolling over with the anticipation of seeing L. He wasn't there, however, and Miya remembered with disappointment that he was back with Light, handcuffed and out of her reach. Miya suddenly felt a random stab of resentment toward Misa, who was constantly complaining about not being able to see Light alone. At least she was able to see him and tell the world that he was hers. Miya would give anything for that now, but she knew it was impossible. If Light was in fact Kira, as L so strongly believed, then it would do neither of them any good for him to find out.
She pulled herself out of bed and got dressed, heading into the living room where Noah was watching TV.
"Morning mommy!" Noah giggled excitedly.
"Morning sweetie," she said with a smile, heading to the kitchen to fix him breakfast. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, I sleep real good. Did you?" Noah wondered. Miya smiled as she poured him some cereal.
"Better than I expected," she replied as Noah hopped off the couch and headed over to get his food.
"Good morning Miya," L said casually as she appeared in the main room of headquarters after dropping Noah off for day care. Despite the fact that there was ample space in the new building, there was still no one to watch him, so Miya still had to travel a few blocks down the street to his day care. It was still more convenient than her previous living situation, however, as the day care was much closer now. "I trust you slept well?"
"Very well actually, thank you," Miya replied with a slight smile that only L understood. The team was gathered around the computers, researching the Kira investigations most recent killings. Miya walked up behind L's chair and looked over his shoulder at the screen.
"Another killing huh?" she said, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Light. Could he really be Kira and them not even be able to prove it? It seemed like such a crazy idea now, but for some reason Miya felt that there was some truth there. Maybe it was because L believed it so strongly, or maybe it was just because Light creeped her out a little. Either way, she did not trust him.
"Yes, they're continuing rather steadily," L said, placing his thumb to his lip. "I'm not sure what to make of it. Criminals have continued dying but…"
"But it seems like non-criminals are too," Miya noted, looking at the information. "Could it be Kira?"
"Maybe," L sighed. Miya knew he was frustrated, so, as she was certain no one was looking, she let her hand slide from the back of his chair to his shoulder, squeezing it gently.
"Miya?" Matsuda said. Miya jumped and reached her hands up to her head in an attempt to make it look like she was stretching.
"Yeah?" she fake yawned.
"Did you make any cake?" he asked. All the detectives turned to look at her, and Miya laughed.
"I'll go whip some up now," she said, rolling her eyes. "Geez, now I see why you guys like having me around."
Miya was comfortably in her bed that night, staring at the door, hoping that L would walk in. After about fifteen minutes, she sighed and turned the light out, only to hear a knock.
"L!" she half yelled, shooting up and running to the door. She had her cute pajamas on; silky pant bottoms and a matching tank top; and her hair was fixed in the perfect messy look. Therefore she was rather disappointed when she threw the door open and Noah was standing there.
"Oh…" she sighed. "What's wrong sweetie?"
"I need wata," he said simply, heading to the kitchen. Miya sighed and followed him, grabbing a glass and filling it with water. Noah sipped it happily before handing it back to her and wiping his mouth on his sleeve.
"Much betta!" he giggled, skipping off to bed. Miya followed and re-tucked him in before clomping her feet back to her room and flopping back into bed.
"And to think I put my cute pajamas on for nothing…" Miya grumbled, pulling the blanket over herself.
"Cute pajamas?" L's voice said in the dark. Miya gasped and turned on the light to see Ryuzaki standing there in his normal outfit, his hair a mess and his hands in his pockets. He was looking toward her curiously, and Miya had to take a moment to catch her breath.
"God you scared the crap out of me!" Miya said, her hand clutching her chest. "It's called knocking or…I don't know, something besides appearing out of nowhere!"
"I'm sorry," L apologized. "I didn't mean to frighten you." Miya shrugged.
"I'm over it now," she said. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming!" She pouted obviously and L cracked a smile. This made Miya laugh as she hopped out of bed to greet him.
"Hmm, I suppose those are cute pajamas aren't they?" L thought aloud in a low voice as Miya approached him. Miya did a little spin and laughed.
"Well, now that I can expect you I won't look as scary as I did last night," she said as she reached him, sliding and arm around his waist as the other rested on his chest. She glanced at her hand as she played with his shirt, tracing the wrinkles in the fabric with her finger. "So, are you going to come by every night?" she wondered, finally meeting his gaze.
"Every night you'll have me," L replied simply. Miya leaned up and met his lips before letting her lips trail away from his and up his cheek until her mouth was at his ear.
"You may wanna clear your nights for a while then," she whispered before returning to his mouth for another kiss. She let her hands slide up into his already messy hair as his wrapped around her waist. Finally, she let go and pulled him toward the bed, letting him go when she reached it and sliding back under her covers. L pulled himself up into his thinking position as Miya furrowed her eyebrows.
"You know what I just realized," she said, rolling over to see him. "I don't know your real name." L looked at her with unblinking eyes and Miya sighed. "You're not going to tell me today, are you?"
"Not tonight, no," L answered. Miya grabbed the pillow beside him and smacked him with it, catching him off guard. He wobbled slightly and had to catch himself before he fell over. Miya laughed and rolled over, shutting the light off.
"Night," she giggled, rolling on her back and closing her eyes. She opened them however when she felt L's hand hesitantly graze her stomach before pulling away. She glanced over to see him lying beside her, attempting to hold her as she fell asleep. Miya scooted into his chest and pulled his arm over her for him. "There," she said, taking a deep breath. He smelled like sugar, but then again Miya wasn't surprised.
"Goodnight," she heard L say as she fell asleep.