Sybil laid on her bed, staring at the ceiling. After a few moments, she glanced to the alarm clock on the bedside table.
Three o'clock in the morning.
She had only gotten four hours of sleep. Well, that's more than any other night. Might as well get up.
Sybil sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed before she ran her fingers through her messy red hair.
"Man. I really need to stop thinking about this. If I don't, it'll be the death of me." The young woman stood up and stretched her arms behind her neck before catching a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror.
Her pajamas consisted of just her undergarments. Her dark purple brassiere and matching underwear. She always slept in just her undergarments.
She yawned again and shook her head before opening the door to exit her room. Then, she entered her kitchen and opened up the refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of her root beer. Almost immediately, she popped off the lid and took a deep drink of the caffeine filled beverage.
That would help get her energy up. Especially since she didn't like coffee or tea.
Sybil then felt her orange tabby cat rub up against her legs and she smiled.
"Hey, Socks. What are you doing up? Are you hungry?" A meow was her response, so the woman opened up a cupboard and grabbed a can of cat food.
Then, she grabbed the cat dish and the can opener. Sybil dumped the food into the disk and placed it onto the counter. Socks jumped up and immediately began to chow down.
Sybil released a quiet sigh before glancing up from the green counter to stare at the ceiling.
"I guess I better check my emails. My crazy brothers are probably scared that I'm going to get myself killed." She grabbed a fuzzy grey housecoat from a nearby chair and wrapped it around her figure.
Then, the woman made her way to her office, turning on her computer. Once it was on, she quickly logged into her account.
She smiled upon discovering that her brothers had emailed her back.
Oh thank God. We almost thought that you had died. Listen, tell us where you are and we'll come ASAP. We mean it. The two of us don't want to be apart from you any longer. It took us too long to find each other the first time.
-Troy and Taylor
Sybil stopped breathing for a moment, taken aback. However, she frowned as she quickly typed her reply.
Taylor, Troy, please don't worry about me. You know my profession. I'm going to be fine. As for allowing you to come and find me, it goes against my nature to put people in such danger. And I can't make an exception in your case. I'm sorry.
-Sybil
She quickly hit send and took a sip of her root beer, sighing before she stood up.
There was no way that she was going to bring her brothers into this. They were all she had, besides her cat, and she was not going to have them be killed.
Sybil then looked for her cap, soon finding it next to her computer. She quickly grabbed it and placed it on her head, ignoring the fact that she still hadn't brushed her hair.
There were more important things for her to worry about anyway. For instance, there was a serial killer out there. A serial killer that had quickly been written on her black list.
"You seem to be stressing over a non-Kira related subject, Sybil." The woman blinked and glanced over her shoulder, seeing L sitting on the floor, staring up at her with his onyx eyes.
He was sitting in a similar way as to a frog and had a laptop in front of him.
"Oh. Wow. I didn't notice you. Did you just come in, or were you there beforehand?"
"I have been here for the past five hours." L chewed on his thumb before returning to work on the computer.
She smiled weakly.
"Wow. Workaholic. But, I can't really blame you. I only came back here to Japan because of the Kira issue." Silence.
"If there's anything you want, don't hesitate to ask."
"That is very kind of you. However, you seem to be avoiding the original subject." Sybil sighed and then stood up as she took another drink of her root beer.
"It's personal. I'll be right back." He raised his eyes from his laptop, watching as she left the room before returning his eyes to his computer.
L smirked to himself.
She was rather protective of her personal life, yet everything else she seemed so trusting with. In knowing this, the detective came to the conclusion that she had gone through some sort of trauma in her past.
Victory at last. He was discovering a little more about her with every passing minute he spent with her.
L heard her soft footsteps hitting the hard wood floor of her kitchen as she roamed about.
The woman was most likely searching for some food for herself. After all, despite the fact that she was a detective, it was obvious to him that she tried her best to look after herself. She put her health at the same level as any of her cases.
Her head suddenly poked back into the office.
"Tea? Coffee? Anything?"
"Do you have any sweets?" L asked quietly, keeping his eyes on his computer screen.
Sybil blinked.
"I think so. Is that everything, Ryuuzaki?"
"Hmm. Yes, Sybil. Thank you."
"It's nothing. Really. I mean, I contacted you, so it's only fair that I offer you my best hospitality. However, I will not put up with anything that goes against my morals."
"I will keep that in mind." Sybil nodded and then left the room.
L then blinked.
She didn't once question his peculiar request for sweets. Not as he originally thought that she would.
Sybil soon returned, now dressed in a pair of grey sweats and a dark purple halter neck. She must have changed before doing anything else.
The young woman, to L that is, looked more curvaceous with the halter neck accentuating her decent sized bust. The outfit also seemed to accentuate her well toned body, proving that she did exercise her defense skills.
She looked extremely attractive in his opinion. He had to fight to keep the blood from rushing to his face as Sybil knelt down, handing him a plateful of candy and a cup of tea. She placed a small bowlful of sugar cubes next to his computer as well as a small carton of milk.
"I don't drink it, but I always have some. Just in case. Oh, that reminds me." Once again, Sybil got up and left the room.
However, L stared at the things that she had brought him.
The tea. Why did she bring it? He didn't ask for it. Yet, his body did crave the caffeine.
He grabbed a sugar cube and dropped it into the tea. L repeated this with several more before finally picking up the milk carton and adding just a few drops.
Any more would mess up the sugary flavor.
L then picked up the cup and took a sip, just as Sybil reentered with a suitcase in her left hand and photographs in the other.
"I was so tired, the last time we saw each other, that I completely forgot that I told you that I'd give you these. Um, here's the supplies I used to take apart the bombs. I just need to grab the actual bombs." L glanced towards her.
"May I see the photographs?" She nodded and handed over the pictures.
Then, she placed the suitcase down beside him before exiting the room once again.
The young man stared at the photographs before grabbing a piece of candy. He popped it into his mouth as he continued to study the photographs.
"No. Not Kira. It seems that Carlyle is correct about that. It also seems that she is right about the distraction."
"Thanks for the support. Now, here's what I got in the evidence department." He glanced over just in time to see Sybil drag in another suitcase.
"Don't be fooled by its appearance. I had three seconds to spare with this one. There's one that also looks like a fire alarm. It should be in the suitcase beside you inside of a plastic bag." The woman gently put down the items before making her way back over to her own computer, blinking upon realizing that her brothers had replied to her protest.
She clicked on the message and frowned at their reply.
This wasn't good. Not good at all.
We're going to come and find you anyway! The two of us are already beginning to get our passports ready. By the time you answer this, we should be on a plane bound for Tokyo. We'll go to the police station and ask for your address. Considering that you always use your own name, you shouldn't be too difficult to locate. We're going to be reunited with you, Sybil. Even if it bloody kills us. I suggest that you just prepare yourself for having your biggest older brothers teasing you all over again like when we were kids.
-Troy and Taylor
P.S- You better not have gotten yourself hurt or into anymore danger than usual If you have, we'll be the ones to kill you.
"Does something seem to be wrong, Sybil? You seem to have gotten rather quiet." She sighed.
"My brothers are coming to Japan. To find me."
"Hmm. Brothers?" The woman glanced over to her detective companion and nodded numbly.
"I've got two older brothers. They just happen to be overprotective, which is why I'm not happy about their coming. I love my brothers, don't get me wrong, but I don't want them to die. Which is exactly why I told the morons to stay home. Instead, they have to be stupid and come to Japan to come looking for me."
"I must say, you are rather lucky to have brothers that care about you." L told her quietly, completely capturing Sybil by surprise.
His voice sounded somewhat sad. However, there was that mask that he seemed to wear at the same time. Hiding how he truly felt.
"Ryuuzaki? Are you okay?"
"Hmm. Yes. I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Sybil." She stared at him as he went over the evidence that she had given him.
He was hiding something other than his feelings. She knew it. Yet, she didn't prod into his business. After all, he had the right to keep things to himself. Just as she did.
"Not a problem. However, I do need to know what you expect to do once my brothers actually get here. I mean, I don't think you're just going to prance about showing your face to them, are you?" Silence.
The woman frowned.
"This is important, Ryuuzaki. I need to know what you're going to do once they actually get here." L glanced up from his work before taking a sip of tea.
"I will set up a schedule where you and I will work on the case during your brothers' stay. I will also set up several security cameras in your home, if you don't mind."
"I don't mind. That actually sounds like a great idea."
"Hmm. Yes. Also, I will arrange for a group of willing police officers to join the case. They will meet the both of us." Sybil nodded, smirking lightly.
"Well, don't expect too many of them. People nowadays are cowards." He took another sip of his tea, looking at her for more of an explanation for her words.
"We runaway from everything that threatens our lives. We've become lazy, fat ass cowards. In fact, if there's more than two good men willing to risk their lives to put a stop to Kira, I'll eat my hat." L smirked.
"You seem rather sure of yourself. Perhaps you should purchase another hat." She raised a brow.
"Now who's so sure of himself?" L continued to smirk as he placed another candy into his mouth.
Then, he returned to work.
"Back on topic, please, Sybil."
"Alright. Continue." He took another drink of coffee.
"After a long enough period of watching, if I believe that your brothers are trustworthy, I will allow them into the investigation. If you yourself also allow it." Sybil took a swig of her root beer, shaking her head.
"I can't control them, Ryuuzaki. They are my older brothers after all. Not only that, but they're stubborn as hell. But, I'll keep them out of the loop with the investigation until I get your okay. At least, until they begin to get suspicious. They know I'm working to capture Kira, but that's about it. Once I begin disappearing on a schedule-" She trailed off, looking to her companion for a finishing explanation.
"It will play well then, Sybil. If your brothers are able to discover exactly where you keep going-" Sybil blinked as a slow smile reached her face.
"Oh. You're good."