Kat was staring at Lawliet inquisitively, a somewhat serene look on her face. "They do not trust us? She asked rhetorically, her view of him upside down as she lied lazily on her back.
"Yes, they are coming to see us in a little bit…" He mumbled more to himself, popping a sugar cube into his mouth.
Kat ran over the possibilities of what would have happened should she and L have refused to let anyone see them without a façade or anything and what the outcome of risking themselves as such would be. She froze one second as her eyes zeroed in on a small speck of dirt on the white walls. Her ear twitched a tad.
"…Should I conceal my abnormalities and are we going by Ryuuzaki and Kokoro?" She inquired softly, eyes flickering back to him. (A/N: Kokoro is a feminine name in Japanese meaning "Heart or Spirit" which is very ironic and controversial towards Kat since she is cold to most and quick to judge someone with her instinct rather than her 'heart' but yet again she has spirit in the sense that she loves a good fight or something, can be the sun shine person trying to cheer you up yet again she might just tell you to buzz off, go jump off a cliff, take a nap or say 'I can do whatever the (expletive of choice in language of choice) I want!' with the independent cat attitude. Written: 心 .Ryuuzaki is a common name in Japan written:竜崎),
"No and yes. We want them to trust us completely, regardless." He spoke nonchalantly.
"Ah, so this includes showing a lot of imprudent and overzealous humans that their ally, whom they do not trust, may I add, has quite literally half a mind to start chasing pigeons and drinking milk out of a saucer?" She said dryly, hands swatting the air, watching as dust motes swirled around them. Sadly, this was her attempt at emulating how humans were, ah, how do they phrase it? Sarcastic.
A long pause from Lawliet. She could only assume that he was trying to decipher the meaning of her words.
"I was trying to be sarcastic, mind you, it was pathetic and I know it," She rambled on quietly, ears twitching a bit as she heard voices approaching. Rising from her position she stretched her arms far above her head.
Lawliet looked at her questioningly; he never really understood how she could sense people from so far away. He stood up, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He briefly swept his eyes over Kat; she was wearing her usual apparel but had a small white tank top that ended above her navel, on over her bandages.
Kat began walking to the door, flicking her tail on Lawliet's nose to get his attention before she took to all fours.
She pounced every few steps, turning her head back to make sure that Lawliet caught up then repeated the process until she let him pass her.
She watched as Lawliet, no L, walked in front of the task force and stated simply, "I am 'L.'"
Kat gazed on in amusement as the Police investigation team stood gob-smacked at the sight of her long time partner. She resisted the urge to chuckle as they aimed disbelieving glares his way. From what Kat had read in fictional books, they most likely thought that L would be some middle to old man in a business suit.
"Hello, I am K," She knew she was lying; Kat was in control now, observing them with a mischievous gleam in her eye as she crouched next to L. Now they seemed to have qualms about her being K. They assumed she would be either an effeminate man from what she had displayed at the ICPO or she was a much older woman. But then one of them seemed to gawk at her. The young one that was with Chief Yagami. Touta Matsuda was it?
Kat visibly deadpanned as they all introduced themselves, badges and all. They were working with imbeciles, that she was aware of only now.
"Idiot humans," With that she made a U-turn and headed straight towards the couch she was on earlier, repressing the urge to turn into a cat form and take a Kat-nap. She wanted to use that as a trump card for later in the case.
Kat fiddled around with her hair, twirling it this way and that, making a mental note of the swirling scents in the room. Having acute senses was sometimes very nice, though she did feel like a blood hound; committing them to memory should she ever need to track someone down.
They all walked in and she looked at them, once again upside down, "Ah, did he give you the whole 'value our lives' bit yet?"
Matsuda was the only one to sheepishly say 'yeah' while the rest nodded.
"And did he tell you to refer to him as 'Ryuuzaki' and to myself as 'Kokoro' for security purposes?" She interrogated further.
"No, I did not get the chance yet, but thank you for doing it for me, Kokoro." The monotone voice spoke, coming around the task force and perching himself in the same seat as before.
"You are very welcome, Ryuuzaki, and- what is it, Matsuda-san?"
The man seemed to come right up next to her, reaching to poke her ears. "Are those real!?"
Kat caught his hand before it came in contact with her, coolly reaching for the plate of moon cakes she had ask Watari to buy. "Please refrain from touching me unless given permission, Matsuda-san. As to your question…" Kat reached up and lightly tugged on her fluffy ear, the hair on her head moving to the side to reveal they were, indeed, attached to her cranium. "They are genuine, I was born with them. But, we are not here to discuss trivial items and my physical features; we are; however here to investigate the Kira case, are we not?" Kat released Matsuda's hand, wiping her hand on her pants.
The task force merely gaped stupidly at her. Anger ebbed at her system with every moment. When a full minute passed, she jumped up onto her feet, walking to the other side of the room, grabbing her laptop. "I am a distraction, it seems, Ryuuzaki, please inform these…police officers of the current standings of Kira, I think I will find some sort of Suicide Mission," She mumbled angrily, who knows, maybe I will actually die on this one. She thought the last part.
She typed quickly on her laptop and smiled at Watari feebly when he came in with the belts. As soon as he finished, he came to her side and sat by her.
"What is wrong, Kokoro?"
She shrugged; another habit she picked up from living around humans. "Aesthetics seem to be more important than a person's mind, ah, I should write that down in my 'Guide to the Human Mind.' It might prove useful in the future."
Mr. Wammy seemed to nod, they were whispering lowly (Kat's voice was even more quiet than usual). Those blank glances that Lawliet sent her way did not go unnoticed.
"Perhaps they might need time to get used to it, most humans are bias and have a hard time dealing with new things, they do not like change a good deal of the time, dear." He said, falling into his endearing term.
Kat bobbed her head up and down. "Yes, they are very biased creatures, especially those with lower intelligence…" She reasoned.
Mr. Wammy smiled and stood up, "Shall I get you another plate of Milk and Moon cakes, Kokoro?"
She shook her head. "No thank you, but would you be a doll and please get Ryuuzaki and I some coffee? We might be here all night with the rate we are going at." The cheekiness radiated in her neon green eyes. Mr. Wammy just bowed and left, she knew he would bring it, he always did.
Kat returned to L's side, meowing when she noticed they were carrying on without consent from L. "En ayant des problèmes avec les humains, Ryuuzaki?" (Having problems with the humans, Ryuuzaki?) She asked in fluent French, leaning against the arm of the chair, adopting the human standing position momentarily.
"Oui, Kokoro," He spoke, the irate tone in his voice very clear.
Kat gave him a devious smile, looking at him through her lashes before she addressed the task force, "Hēi! Tīng nín suíbiàn dì rén!" They looked at her oddly as she yelled in Pinyin Chinese. (Hey! Pay attention you flippant humans!) She sighed, "Thank you, now if you would please pay attention, since I doubt none of you speak Pinyin Chinese."
With that she stole one of the moon cakes from the table and walked off back to her computer, eating slowly as her thoughts lazily started flipping around the possibility of taking on a serious Suicide Mission. She sat herself down, scrolling down the lists of missions.
Okay, Possible Missions: Suicide One- be a one woman team, infiltrate Yakuza family, retrieve suitcase with stolen gems of the first Emperor of China. Suicide two- Find and reclaim Kimimoto Satoshi, dead or alive. And the Suicide Mission that I must go through daily- Get Ryuuzaki to brush his teeth before they rot. The last one she had been putting up with for about a decade.
She ran over the mission details, which one? The second one any agent could accomplish but the first would be somewhat a challenge without any team or backup. Kat bit her lip, she was leaning more towards the Yakuza (Japanese Mafia) family one since it could prove to be faster than researching for some person, which could take anywhere from hours to years and she did not have that kind of time on her hands. She looked at L when she saw him let the task force take in the information he had relayed to them.
"Hey, Ryuuzaki, should I take a Yakuza retrieval mission or a search, retrieve and or destroy mission?" Her voice was nonchalant, as if she was asking the time of day.
Lawliet popped a dumpling into his mouth, moving papers around on the desk. "Isn't the search and destroy one below you, and slower?"
Kat nodded, looking at the mission details for the other missions. "Yes, not to mention the probability he was killed by Kira are around 85 percent. So the retrieval mission it is, Watari and yourself are going to do camera and guiding, or are you going to put your main focus on the Kira case?"
"Kira case, tonight or tomorrow?" The task force were looking between Kat and Lawliet, taking note ho comfortable they could talk about the matter's how they seemed to be completely flippant in conversation and the fact that one of the people that was working on the case with them was going to leave them high and dry.
Everyone in the task force save for the conversing prodigies turned to glare at Matsuda. Said man extended his arm, paling considerably. "Uh, Kokoro-san, I apologize for being so rude before, you don't need to leave the case…" He stuttered.
Both Lawliet and Kat turned to look at the man curiously. It was a tense silence on the older men's part but a testing one to the orphans.
Kat's eyebrow rose, "Am I to believe that you are insinuating that I take my leave if only because you were surprised of my looks, Matsuda-san?"
The man shook his head apprehensively, "N-n-no, Koko-"
"Than you assumed she was leaving the case because we were discussing a mission, Matsuda-san?" Lawliet joined her interrogating, gaining up on the man closest to their age.
"N-n-no, L-s-- I mean Ryuuzaki-san," Kat could see the man falling into their trap.
"Well then, please do not attempt to assume, Matsuda-san, I believe that is the job of my partner and I," Kat took a bit out of another moon cake. "Plus, it is completely out of the question for me to leave Ryuuzaki on his own for this case; I doubt he will win without my…services."
"Kokoro, this is not a game, this is a life or death situation," Chief Yagami reprimanded her.
"Of course Yagami-san," She waved her hand in the air, not meaning her words.
"What she means is that," Lawliet plopped another dumpling into his mouth, using only his index and thumb. "Winning, solving; we are all aiming for the same thing essentially."
Kat through in a forced smile, "Yes, and to relieve Matsuda-san from his…ah, guilt, my missions are just...me trying to exert extra energy. The fact that they are 'suicide missions' really just categorizes them as…the level of expertise that…conquest might take." She floundered about, trying not to place anything that might lead them to thinking she was not all the way human and phrasing her words so as not to throw them into a debate about her sanity.
Matsuda nodded, half embarrassed and half confused, did they need to put so much big words in there?
Kat got up, dusting her pants off, "Well, I should go get ready for my mission, it was…interesting meeting you all. Sayonara." She left with a nod of her head.
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Late into the night, Kat came back to the hotel, making sure no one saw her and she left no trace of where she came in through. Her breathing was labored, thoughts hazed and shoulder in blazing agony; why did she not check the weather before she left? She would have known that it was going to rain!
A string of silent curses escaped her mouth as she entered the hotel room, freezing when she saw the task force there. "Damn." She swore in Russian.
They all looked doe eyes at her, only Lawliet walking over to her in his "fast" pace (which was more of a slight improvement from his normal hunched way of walking.).
"Kokoro, are you alright?" He asked in English, a flash of a younger Lawliet came to her eyes, when they were so naïve.
She turned nodded, taking her hand away from her shoulder; she did not trust her voice, she might scream in pain.
But that was her downfall as Lawliet's eyes immediately went to her hand, painted in a ghastly scarlet. His eyes widened more than usual as he pulled her to the couch. Kat winced, this was another reason she did not let Lawliet know when she was hurt; for a detective, he reacted horribly to fresh blood, injuries and things, she remembered how he only started to hold things as if they would infect him or hurt him after she had cut herself with one of her knives.
"I am fine Ryuuzaki, this is nothing that I cannot handle," All was said through gritted teeth.
"You aren't fine, Kokoro, what happened?" He jumped onto the couch he had pushed her into, chewing on his thumb, avoiding looking at her shoulder.
"The idiots had swords…but really, who other than the Japanese Mafia uses swords?" She ranted silently, "Dodge bullets and defy death but swordsmanship; no, that is beyond my current knowledge. And it was bloody raining, too." All the while she said this, Lawliet was calling Watari, to help her bandage her injuries.
When her little bout of frustration ended, she found herself falling onto the couch, the fatigue getting to her. It was not long before unconsciousness took over.
Lawliet just looked blankly at her form, ignoring the murmurs from the task force. "She will be alright, Watari?" He asked, numbly.
Watari simply smiled his usual kind grin, "Of course, Ryuuzaki, she always picks herself up, you know it is just the rain." With that he hefted the small woman into his arms, intending to put her in the room she and Lawliet shared.
"Just the rain," The raven haired man repeated, following Watari with his eyes as he left.
After a minute of complete silence, Lawliet returned to the task force, brushing off the questions about why the rain was so detrimental to Kat, saying it was not his secret to tell.
As the Kira case slowly became the focus of topic again, the cat girl in the bedroom dreamed of trips to Brazil involving sweets and candy, smiles and games and her (as he put it) best friend. By far the only normal dream she had had in a long time since becoming Agent K.
Maddy: I apologize if this was bit out of character, a bit late and for the fact that school is starting and that I am updating in the middle of preparing for a hurricane-tropical storm. I will try my darnedest to update more frequently.