Sybil stumbled forwards, still soaked from the rain, as she closed the door to the hotel room behind her.
L's onyx eyes flickered to the shoes that she wore on her feet. They were neatly tied for once, but from what he had seen, not by Sybil.
The young woman knew where his focus was as she soon tinted slightly red from embarrassment.
Now he knew her secret.
"I suspect, from what I've seen, that the reason that you do not tie you shoes yourself is because you're unable to. Am I correct?" She sighed.
"Yes. There's no use denying it. I've never learned how to tie my shoes. It's a curse. I may be considered a genius, but I'm not smart enough to figure out how to tie a damn knot." The young woman still hadn't raised her head from her feet and L continued to stare at her.
"I see."
"L- listen, Ryuu. I- I have a confession to make." He noticed that she was stuttering.
It was possible that it was caused by the cold of the rain. However, seeing that it was Sybil, L highly doubted that it was because of the cold.
"What would that be, Sybil?" She shivered.
"According to my brother, the reason I'm so upset all the time is because I bottle everything inside. It's just been this way for as long as I can remember." She clenched her fists tightly together.
"Ever since I met you, Ryuu, I've been losing grip on my once well controlled emotions. I don't blame you. I know it's only happening because it's been such a long time I've been this close to anyone other than family. I trust you with my life and my dignity." L watched as she slowly came closer towards him, until she was only a foot away, still dripping wet.
"Yes. I feel the same as well." He admitted softly.
"However, that doesn't seem to be all-" Sybil hugged him tightly and his eyes widened as he felt something warm soaking his shirt.
Tears?
"M- my confession is that I- I've never cried in front of anyone before. I only truly feel comfortable crying in front of you." There was that voice again.
Stuttering in such a way that only made sense if she was crying. A vulnerable state that she had chosen to show to him.
The detective remained still, unsure of what to do.
He was in an awkward position after all. A woman, who he would very much admit being attracted to, was hugging him as she cried. Never had he seen anyone look so vulnerable around him. For him. She trusted him enough to lower her wall and to let her emotions out.
"I- I know that this must be awkward for you, Ryuu. B- but you're the only one I t- trust to see me cry." L felt the young woman grip his shirt tightly in her fingers and he stole a glance of her crying face.
He was the only one she trusted to see her cry? Did she really trust him that much?
"Why?" The male detective asked, flushing slightly upon feeling Sybil hug him a little tighter.
"I- I don't know. I j- just do." After a few more minutes, L finally relaxed.
Besides, he wasn't able to push her away. Not with his obvious feelings for her and not with her being so trusting.
He looked away from her still crying face, just in time to see Watari enter the room.
The old man smiled at the scene in front of him as he placed the tray, full of L's requests, down on the coffee table. Then, he quietly left the room.
There was no need for him to intrude any longer. Especially not when L was just beginning to enjoy himself.
Sybil was definitely a good influence on the great detective. If anything, her open personality would help him to open up as well. Even if it was ever so slightly.
L looked back down towards Sybil, just as she smiled and released him.
"You know, I was expecting you to push me away. I'm glad you didn't." She stood up and stretched her arms behind her neck, still smiling.
L chewed on his thumb and ignored the pounding in his chest.
"As your friend, I find it my responsibility to help you overcome any emotional pain that you may be going through. However, perhaps you should dry off. You are wearing a white shirt after all." His face was slightly tinted red and Sybil blinked before grinning.
"Are you blushing?"
"Watari brought in some cake. Would you care to share with me?" Sybil placed her hands on her hips.
"You've just tried to avoid the subject, Ryuu. But, I am hungry. Sure, I'll share that cake with you." Sybil sat down, cross legged, in front of the coffee table and L sat down, in his usual position, beside her.
And, surprisingly to L, she had already stuck a fork into the cake.
He blinked his onyx orbs and then smirked at her as she grabbed for the bottle of root beer. She popped off the lid and took a long drink.
"You know, after bawling my eyes out, I do feel a lot better. Taylor was right. Keeping my emotions locked up like that makes me like that isn't good for me or anyone else that has to be around me." The young woman let out a sigh of content before flashing her companion another grin as he too stuck his fork into the cake.
"Promise me that you won't tell anyone that I cried." L placed the fork into his mouth and thought for a moment.
It was obviously important to her to keep it hidden that she had cried. He understood why.
Sybil didn't want to seem like a weak link. Evidently, he didn't believe that she could ever be a weak link with her mental and physical ability.
"I promise. However, perhaps we should come up with a more precise plan while your mood is currently sky high." Sybil nodded and took another drink of her root beer.
"Well, I've been thinking, if Light is Kira, what would happen if both Carlyle and L confront him face to face, admitting full well who they are?" L stared at her thoughtfully.
"Kira would try as hard as he could to get rid of us both." He concluded.
Sybil nodded and smirked.
"Exactly. He'd get desperate and try very hard to kill us. Evidently, we'd get more clues. I'm not afraid to die if it means catching Kira."
"I see. So, you believe that we should just openly admit who we are to Light Yagami at the entrance exams." It was a clear statement and Sybil nodded again, pulling at her short hair.
L watched as she tugged one of her hairs out of her head out of nervousness.
"Yes. Yes I do. And, even if you don't do it, I will. I'll claim that L and Carlyle are the same person if I have to, despite my extreme dislike to lying." L chuckled and Sybil regained focus on her friend, rather surprised.
L laughing? Well, that's a first. Yet, she couldn't deny that it was rather pleasant. That meant that he agreed with her, considering his obvious amusement.
"You are clearly devoted to your friends and to your family, Sybil." She smiled softly.
"I might as well tell you this now, if it comes to be that one of us has to die to save the other, I will die for you." L took another forkful of cake, not tearing his gaze from Sybil's own green ones.
He noticed that they were slightly glazed over in what he suspected was exhaustion.
"Sybil, I don't believe that you know what you're saying. You seem to be quite tired at the moment." No sooner did he say this, than did Sybil give a wide yawn.
L blinked and then sighed.
Obviously she wouldn't be able to stay awake for too much longer. She was most likely going to end up falling asleep on the floor at any moment.
"I know exactly what I'm saying. I don't lose focus when I'm tired. But, I do lose consciousness." L took another forkful of the cake as he watched her finally fall over, fast asleep.
He then stood up and went to the phone to dial her apartment.
After all, her brother needed to know that she wouldn't be returning home anytime soon.