L couldn't help, but chuckle lightly at how disgruntled Sybil was as she entered the room.

"I take it that you haven't had a very good morning?" Sybil sighed.

"I've had better, but that goes to say that there's a crazy satanist ex-convict in my house." L chewed on his thumb.

"I see. How did that come to be?" She sat down in the chair beside him, grabbing the awaiting bottle of root beer.

She popped off the lid and then took a deep drink before finally exhaling.

"Jerrod's old cell mate. I guess he was a hacker, because he somehow discovered that my father's in Tokyo with me and he also somehow discovered my address." L watched her intently before hesitantly turning his attention back to Light, Misa, and Soichiro.

Sybil slumped.

"He's insane. Name's, eh, Geof. Never in my life have I been so unnerved by the presence of one person." She caught the video feed of Light and shivered.

"Well, maybe there's one other." L could see that she wasn't exactly in a cheery mood.

It was painfully obvious.

Hesitantly, he slid his hand over to meet hers and in a comforting manner, held it. Immediately, Sybil flushed slightly before glancing back over to her friend. Then, she smiled at his attempt to make her feel better about the sudden stress she was under.

"Anyway, they say anything yet?"

"Hmm, no. Amane is still denying being the Second Kira or ever meeting the original Kira and Light is-"

"Light is Light. Yeah. I got it. Anyway, I'm sorry, but I've got to somehow manage to set up a private wedding for my brother and my future sister-in-law." She pulled her hand away, despite the fact that she'd much rather allow him to keep holding it, and used it to cradle her head.

Sybil took control of the computer with her other hand and hurriedly began to book several things that would do for a private wedding, oblivious to the fact that her companion was watching her every move.

Her cap fell into her eyes and she sighed as she pushed it up with her thumb, soon returning to work.

"Weddings are supposed to take months to plan, but here I am, planning one in less than a week. The things I do for people I care about."

"Be grateful that a wedding is all you have to plan." L told her quietly.

Sybil allowed herself to let out a quiet gasp of surprise before she shot him a glance. L noticed that she looked rather hurt and of course, he felt a little guilty for his words.

"I know what you mean. A wedding is better to plan than a funeral. I am grateful for it, but when I think about weddings, I also think about how God left me to live my own pathetic, miserable life without thinking about how much use I could actually be to this world." Little known to L, when Sybil then turned herself away from him, she smirked slightly.

Now, to see if he'd take the bait. After all, if he thought that she was still as emotionally unstable as she was a few days ago, perhaps he'd attempt to comfort her again. It was an attempt to see how he truly felt about her. If he felt the same as she did.

Her cap slid to hide her face, which quickly went from smirking, to slightly upset. However, L was able to see exactly what she was doing.

"Hmm, the Sybil I know doesn't believe in God. I doubt she'd change her mind so easily." Her eyes widened as she realized her mistake, but she turned to face his onyx orbs with a smile, nonetheless.

"So, you caught that, huh? Looks like my acting's getting a bit rusty. Oh, the drama." L watched, from the corner of his eye, as Watari entered the room with the usual.

A bottle of root beer, tea, a bowl of sugar cubes, and two plates. One with strawberry cake, and the other with a bowlful of pineapple. Sybil loved pineapple.

Watari placed the delectables down in front of them and then gave a curt nod to the male detective, which didn't go unnoticed by the young woman.

She eyed Watari carefully before allowing her emerald gaze to flicker back to her best friend and potential romantic interest before she turned her attention to her computer.

That small nod was a sign of some sort. She had seen it several times and recognized it as the type of language that stated that there was something to be told. A secret of some sort. Some sort of big secret that L wasn't telling her, but was considering it.

Her eyes widened and looked back to L, who was obviously distracted with something.

"You really do love me, don't you?" He glanced over to her, making sure to keep eye contact.

"Hmm, it seems that you're quite empathetical." Sybil stared at him, still rather shocked, before a slight smile touched her lips.

"I do what I can, but it was Watari that gave it away. That nod said everything I needed to know about why you're so different to me than everyone else on this group investigation. Of course, I caught on a little while ago, but I was-" She was interrupted with the feeling of lips pressed up against hers.

Again, her eyes went wide, but soon eased into the kiss.

So, the confrontation about the emotion called Love had come sooner than she was planning, but she hardly minded. Besides, this was her very first kiss and she had to admit, it was quite enjoyable. Never in her life, since she was the young age of eight, had she figured that she would ever live such a moment. No, never. Sybil had always thought, before meeting her wonderful equal, that there would never be a chance for her to get over everything in her past involving the death of her mother and the sentence of her father.

L pulled away after only a moment and pressed his thumb to his lips in thought as he studied Sybil's dazed expression.

His first kiss, did she enjoy it? He certainly did. Of course, he could understand if she would pull herself back into her shell and hide herself away from him now, but it was still nerve racking. If he was right, Sybil would do the opposite and keep herself open to him, but on the off chance that he was wrong, he knew that he needed to prepare himself. Sybil was quite a difficult person to read, apart when she allowed herself to make mistakes because of her emotions or when she purposely meant to do so.

Sybil blinked and then focused back on her insomniac companion.

"Ryuu, you know that you've just sealed our fates, right? If one of us dies, the other would hardly be able to live on. I'm sure as hell not opening up to someone other than you, nor am I kissing anyone else." A playful smile then danced across her lips, causing L to smirk in amusement.

"Then, my actions weren't in vain."

"But those plans I made were. I was planning to wait until my birthday to let my emotions go, but you beat me to the punch." He continued to stare at her.

"Birthday?"

"Yeah. Everyone has a birthday, don't they? Speaking of birthdays, when's yours?" L blinked and then let his eyes flicker back to the computer monitors briefly before returning his attention to the young woman in front of him.

"Only if you speak first."

"I just did."

"If you would like to get literal, then perhaps I'll make my meaning much more clear. I was asking you when you celebrate your getting another year older and hopefully another year wiser." Sybil smirked.

"Alright, but no laughing. December twenty fifth." This news immediately got an amused chuckle from the dark haired detective.

Sybil crossed her arms and frowned, but L merely smirked at her obviously annoyed expression.

"I said no laughing, Ryuuzaki and I meant it."

"I'm not poking fun at you, Sybil. I only find it amusing that someone who apparently despises and disbelieves in God is ironically celebrating the day of their birth on the apparent day that Christ was born. However, I must admit that it suits you." Sybil relaxed a little bit, soon finding herself smiling softly.

"I'm not sure about that, but I do agree with the irony of the subject. But, I've also got to admit that lately, since I've come to terms with my feelings for you, that maybe our meeting was God's way of making it up to us for forgetting about our lives. For forgetting about what good we've done for the world because of his absence. I know I sound like a religious loony now, but I have a lot of time on my hands to think about such things."

"I see. So, you believe that in some way, the supernatural plays into this?"

"Hey, not everything has logic and science to back it up. Look at Kira for instance. There's no humanly possible way for him to be killing without poison and without being in the area." L bit his thumb, once again in thought.

Sybil did make a completely valid point there. There was no logic behind Kira's success in killing these criminals. However, there was something logical going on at the moment.

"True. However, have you happened to notice that the killings have stopped since the imprisonment of Light Yagami?" Sybil allowed her eyes to flicker to the monitor that showed video feed of Soichiro Yagami.

Her eyes glistened with a slight disappointment before she nodded.

"Yeah, but I already thought that this would happen. Light just happens to be too perfect. I mean, he first comes off as kind, and we know he's brilliant for his age, but to top it off, he's rather, how can I put this? He's good looking. Handsome as other woman, and some men, would put it. It seems that there's almost a hundred percent chance of this boy being Kira." Her cheery demeanor, L had noticed, seemed to have disappeared quickly.

Then, he glanced back and forth from Soichiro to Light and put the pieces together.

"The situation of this father-son bond, it reminds you of what you were forced to go through." Sybil nodded numbly, but soon smiled nonetheless.

"Reversed roles and a different circumstance. Jerrod isn't a blood thirsty monster like Kira and the Chief hasn't seen his son kill, if Light has killed at all. So similar, yet so different. If Light happens to be Kira, I'll feel bad for the Chief, not for catching his son in the act." Sybil then looked to the video feed of Light in his own cell briefly before looking to Misa.

Her eyes remained fixated on the supermodel, watching as she whimpered and breathed. L brushed his fingers along the female detective's bare arm, which was only so because of the grey t shirt she chose to wear, and she closed her eyes.

"I have to admit this, Ryuu, considering that we now happen to be in a romantic relationship. I envy Amane with a passion. Not because she's strapped to a board, wearing a blindfold, but because she doesn't understand the constant fear I have. She loves Light so dearly. I don't know if I could possibly measure up to that." His eyes narrowed as he watched Sybil continue to study the blonde suspect, and most likely criminal.

"I understand that you are afraid, Sybil, but I am not going to hurt you. And there is no reason for you to compare yourself to someone such as Amane. You are better than that." Her eyes flickered over to him, wide with shock at his words.

But, a smile soon lit her face anyway.

"I know, but comparing myself to people is a habit. After all, I can't say that I'm exactly without flaws. Outer and inner. My self-esteem has never really been high. Being used as a child does that to someone."

"Yes. Being cursed with above average intelligence does that. However, what matters is that you don't show it, so you don't worry about self-esteem and outer appearances as much as you say. You tend to worry more about what people think of your personality, which I believe is quite likable. But, this is coming from someone who likes you just the way you are." Again, she smiled and slowly placed her head on L's shoulder.

"That means a lot to me. You accepting who I am. Who I've become over the years. Not that you knew me as a kid, but, it's still soothing. It's been a long time since I've felt this alive. I've got more than just my career to live for now and it's all thanks to you." He allowed himself to look back to her, a glitter of happiness in his eyes.

Sybil glanced up and couldn't help, but continue to smile when she saw it.

Of course, she had seen the rare smile every now and again, but smiles weren't everything. Smiles could be faked. Happiness was not something to be easily hidden and that glitter in her fellow detective's eyes proved that fact.

"Hmm, the Task Force will be here soon." She murmured calmly.

"Yes. Things will only get more restless and frankly, quite annoying considering we will not be able to express our romantic feelings towards one another with small intimate affections." She pressed her lips in a thin line before smirking up at L.

"Another kiss then? After all, I've emotionally starved myself for fifteen years. I've missed out." L's eyes darted back to meet her own emerald orbs.

"That is okay, right? Unless I wasn't a very good-" Before she could finish the rest of her sentence, he had his lips up against hers for the second time in ten minutes.

The sparks of attraction couldn't have shone brighter. But, as everyone knows, all good things must come to an end and that's exactly what worried Sybil. It worried Sybil, but interested the unseen shinigami that fluttered by her shoulder, the notebook still clutched tightly in its hand.

How were things going to work out between a girl who couldn't tie her shoes and a anti-social detective? Especially with the limited time that they had to capture the one who called himself God.

It allowed its eyes to stare at the bronze haired young man on the computer monitor. Another shinigami fluttered behind him, twisted in unrealistic ways.

"Ryuk. Light Yagami. Whatever you have planned, better not harm her."

I figure I should let you know now that Sybil's date of birth is of some importance to the story. I don't pick things up randomly, after all.

By the way, Geof is an interesting amusing character, right? He's supposed to be a little strange, despite his age. I'm thinking of pairing him up with Misa. Review and tell me what you think of that.

hehehe, I loved this chapter.