A/N: I have to say, even if, looking back, I see how odd the last chapter was, I got instant reviews. Is this what everyone's been waiting for? (Please note the teasing sarcasm, of course I knew it!) So, I am guessing now that everyone has seen that the title is in play, and the fact that it will keep in play until I make a sequel. I have all of Oblivious Attraction mapped out in my head with only a few loose ties that I even out with the wonderful Timekeeper101 and BlueHarpy (both of which have lovely stories on fanfiction and I am positive that everyone on fanfiction has read Jizen Keiji right? If not, do so right now! There is a sequel up and everything!!!) Oh and any Missions you might see interesting for K to go on? I want/need some ideas because my mission ideas are a bit…'neh.' Oh, and I put a new cover up for this story on DeviantArt if you want to see. I'll post the link up later.
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Chapter 26
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Lawliet and Kat watched the monitors, it was well into the early hours of the morning; the sky turning a dusty dark blue, but you would not be able to tell from the inside of the hotel room. Kat had made sure all of the curtains were closed, no light could come in or out, and that the chances of being found was zero to nil.
Both of them were, surprisingly, out of their usual fetal-like position, and draped across the couch. Lawliet was on the cushions while Kat was precariously balanced on the very top, the distance from the floor not messing with her equilibrium one bit.
Her ears twitched, tail swayed restlessly as they watched the Kira suspects and Chief Yagami doze on and off.
"You know," Kat said, turning on her side to look down on him, placing her face in one of her hands. "I don't see the reasoning in this. It makes absolutely no sense for Light to throw himself into confinement. He is practically proving that he is, in fact, Kira."
Her ears perked up considerably, "I want a milkshake. Would you prefer your usual strawberry?"
Lawliet suppressed a smile at her sudden change in mood. "I don't either. But what we do know is that this was all a premeditated act. He is plotting something, we just don't know what. Strawberry is fine."
He saw her flit around to the phone as he sat up, placing his thumb to his mouth.
"Hm, a bit…unnerving. Going into this whole mess blind. And he thinks that we believe all of that, 'I did it without being conscious of it,'" She muttered, pressing the buttons for room service lightly, screwing her face up when she heard the annoying clicking of her claws on plastic.
She turned to him, shifting her weight onto her left side, "And what is even more…uneasy about it, is that our opponent rivals our own intellect. Not to mention that he is conniving, always swaying the bias of the task force in his favor." The shrill voice of an attendant drilled in her human ear, annoying her immensely when it was accompanied by static. She rambled off some sweets quietly as Lawliet mulled over what she said.
It was certainly true that the Kira suspect knew who he was dealing with. Furthermore it was safe to say that he thought of it all like a game.
And it was sick.
However much Kat and himself liked to address the cases as games, battles, and war…they never really thought of it as a literal game with the pieces being human beings and the game involving life or death. They both agreed that toying with peoples lives in such a manner was completely disgusting and only those who were sick-minded would. Both of them just preferred to speak in terms that they both were fairly familiar with. Kat had yet to cease learning about humans, as he in some situations; it was something of a silent agreement for them to speak like that.
It was steadily turning into, for lack of a better word, hell.
Despite the fact that it was the most exciting case either of them had had in while, it was becoming a bit too…unpredictable.
They liked being mentally stimulated, but they disliked loosing their advantage.
It used to be that they were free of biased detectives and police, never had to speak to anyone save for Mr. Wammy and it's was just…all in all easier when they were on their own.
"The food should be here any time now," Kat said, glancing at the monitors for a second before turning her eyes to Lawliet's pensive face.
There was a wrinkle between his eyes, and the gray was flashing.
Kat sighed, twirling her hair while taking her usual position, staring at Lawliet's eyes to see the exact moment in which his eyes would deglaze and he would notice that there was another person in the room for him to talk to.
But he was so far gone in his thoughts. He had even gone back to that instance when Kat had tried to repent for making him feel "gloomier than usual."
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He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, but sighed.
Knowing Kat, she just Googled everything and was assuming she had done something wrong that would have otherwise been right "if she were either all human, or all cat and not in between."
"Kat, what are you doing?" He asked gently, knowing that she was prone to giant mood swings because of the Multiple personalities.
She aimed an exasperated gaze at him, jade orbs smoldering with frustration. It conveyed a message, and it was crystal clear to Lawliet; "What am I doing wrong now?"
Now, he was far from an expert on these matters, but he knew that she should not be acting because she thought that it would be the "correct" way. Or what he wanted.
"I thought it was obvious that I am holding your hand while we watch the suspects and Chief Yagami. "
This was one awkward situation. "Kat, it seems that I have been rather…curt with you when it came to dealing with human sentiments…" He began, only to be cut off by his feline friend.
"But I do understand them now!" She said adamantly. "Human sentiments are explained thoroughly on the internet! I already know about a good deal of them! I just…needed to find out what the kiss meant."
He was impassive; taking in the way she almost needed him to understand where she was coming from. "And where did you get this information?"
"Love for Dummies, then I checked out 'Kissing,'" She answered quickly, her other hand clasping around his impulsively.
"And what precisely did you learn?" He asked, almost afraid that she might have found out about the more nitty-gritty aspects of…romance and humans.
Her eyes softened, a small smile pulling at her lips, almost as rare as Lawliet's own smiles. "Many things, one being about caring…and affection…" Then they turned to hard emerald stones. "I don't know how I was so…blind."
He took breath, "All I want to know now…is how you feel about the…kiss. More specifically, just analyze your feelings like you do others." He did not intend it to sound the least be harsh, he was just being blunt so that she could understand it on her own terms.
"….My stomach was churning completely, if that means anything…" She furrowed her brows, staring off at a wall. "I liked…how gentle it was. I was just confused at why you were doing it."
"Dammit," She growled, putting her arms on either side of Lawliet's head, caging him. "I feel affection, I care for you, no matter how much I denounce my human heritage, and I feel this emotion for you!"
That was K for sure.
"Now just shut up and accept it!" She muttered huskily, looking into his eyes, urging him on.
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Now, back then, he had not known whether or not the multiple personalities would feel the same when it came to the more complex of human emotions. But it seemed that they all felt the same for the most part.
"Ryuuzaki, your milkshake is melting." She muttered, amused that it had been well over fifteen minutes and he had yet to come out of his pensive stupor.
It was like someone flipped a switch. He took the glass that she was holding in her hands and started to devour it like the other sweets that came into his control.
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"Light-kun, it's only been a week now. Are you all right?" L asked through the microphone as Kat hung like an ominous shadow behind him..
"Yeah... I know I must look pretty bad in here but... this pride... I'll have to... get rid of it." Light said. But the sentence made absolutely no sense so it caused Kat to aim her accusing orbs at his monitor.
The shadow that was floating over Light, it disappeared, whisperings of some words and then Light's eyes lost the sinister cunning that both Lawliet and Kat were so used to seeing.
His expression softened. Then he blinked in confusion. "Ryuuzaki..." Light began. "It's true that I suggested the confinement idea and chose this for myself, but... I just realized that this is pointless!! That's because... I'm not Kira! Let me out of here!" He bellowed hysterically. Kat faltered, twitching when the sound waves reverberated.
"I can't do that. I promised you I wouldn't let you out until I determined whether or not you are Kira. That was also what you wanted." Lawliet replied, more so because he was suspicious of what had just happened, not on Light's wishes.
"I did say that, but... something was wrong with me then! Do you really think that Kira could do such things without being conscious of them?! I don't know what kind of power Kira has, but he definitely exists and has committed these acts by his own free will! I have no consciousness of such acts, so I can't be Kira!" Light argued.
"I, too, do not believe that Kira had no awareness of his actions..." Lawliet admitted. "But if you are Kira, everything still fits if we assume you just can't accept the fact that you're Kira. The killings stopped immediately after you were confined... I believe you are merely hiding the fact that you are Kira!"
Kat winced, covering her ears. This conversation was pointless and hurting her delicate senses. Light was going to stay confined and nothing would change that unless something very crucial to the case arouse.
"Ryuuzaki, listen carefully... I swear I'm not lying... I'm not Kira! I must have been framed. I can think clearly now, and that has to be it." Light pleaded; there was no better way to describe it.
"Framed...?" Lawliet muttered. "Listen, Light-kun. The only people who know you are being confined are the ones in this room. Yet the killings stopped as soon as you were locked up..."
"Then somebody there is Kira!" Light accused, "I'll help you investigate. Let me out!" he begged. "Hurry and let me out, we're wasting time!"
"No, I cannot let you out." Lawliet refused, wheels turning in his head.
"Damn it... why is this happening...?" Light lowered his head. He was falling apart. It was so different from when the shadow was in the room.
"What's going on? This isn't like Light at all... he's taking back what he said earlier and not making any sense..." Aizawa thought aloud, looking at the rest of the task force for some sort of reassurance.
"Maybe the week of confinement has gotten to him...?" Matsuda suggested. "Now that the killings have stopped, there's no way we can end the confinement... even I know that."
"Well, no matter what he says, looks like this case will be resolved with Light Yagami as Kira." Aizawa predicted.
Kat placed her hand on her head, K on the brink of unleashing a cursing fit on all for messing with the volume levels, Kitten was wailing about never being let out which did not help at all, and Kew was hanging in the background, not helping with a thing. Sometimes she felt like the eldest of the personas…
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A/N: Okay, that flashback was getting on my nerves. Please forgive me for typos or if anything is less than what I usually give. I am running on three hours of sleep, some coffee and all that stuff that is completely bad for a teenager.