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Misa clung to Sybil's arm as the two women entered the investigation room, the blonde completely ecstatic while the redhead less-than-so.
"Light! Shizu's taking me with her to the hospital! I'm just saying so you won't get all worried about me!" Sybil turned her head to avoid L's questioning gaze, as well as to pull her eyes from the numbers above his head.
No need to cause herself any more pain by knowing how much longer he had than she did.
"Come on, Misa. We- we don't want to bother them any further." Lawliet kept his gaze fixed on her, noting the lonely sounding undertone in her voice.
It took all his willpower to remain where he was and not go to comfort her. The Task Force already held suspicion of their relationship and Light was certain of it. He would only further prove it if he decided to comfort her now.
L was stuck in the hole he had dug for himself and had no idea how to get out of it without getting pushed back down.
The two women left the room and everyone returned to their work. Apart from L.
He turned back to the computer monitor, but couldn't concentrate enough on Kira. No, all of his thoughts were on the obviously depressed female detective that he had been, for lack of a better term, ignoring since having handcuffed himself to the main Kira suspect. What made matters worse was that she seemed to be pulling away from him, becoming as closed off as she had been when they had first met.
And it was all his fault. L recognized this. L recognized that he was most definitely at fault for her current depression and that- that made him depressed as well. The fact that he was at fault for her depression, coupled with the fact that he was getting nowhere close to putting Kira away- it was making him depressed.
"You know, you keep ignoring her and Sybil just might not be able to take it anymore. From my observations- she looks like she could just give up any moment." L didn't reply.
He didn't want to admit to the college boy that he was right.
It was at that moment, Lawliet knew that he desperately needed to do something before it was way to late to do anything.
***
Surprisingly, Misa was relatively silent as Sybil held onto the hand of her comatose father.
"Sh- Shizu?" The redhead jerked and gasped.
She had forgotten about Misa being with her.
"Yes, Misa?"
"Is this your Dad?" Sybil's eyes widened and a weak smile touched her lips.
Misa wasn't as stupid as she acted, after all.
"How- did you guess?"
"You look really sad. Um- I know the feeling."
"I know. Kira killed the man who killed your parents. It's why you believe in him." Misa gave a strong nod, grinning.
"Yep! I wanna help Kira no matter what!"
"But- you love Light, don't you?" Misa put a finger to her chin in thought.
"Yes! I love Light very much!"
"Who do you want to help more? Light, or Kira? After all- Light is trying to stop Kira." At least for the time being.
No hesitance on Misa's part.
"Definitely Light!"
"I thought so." After all, Kira was Light and Light was Kira.
Misa blinked.
"You're a lot nicer than Ryuuzaki! He always keeps calling me stupid and he keeps implying that I'm the second Kira! I didn't even know there was a second Kira!" Sybil sighed.
Thank God that the door was closed and that the room was soundproof, courtesy of Lawliet. He must have foreseen such conversations.
"Misa?" Sybil's voice was pathetically quiet by this point.
Misa shut up and looked to her 'bestest friend' with curiosity.
"Hmm?"
"Did you really mean what you said when you called me pretty? I- don't hear that often and I want to know if you were lying to me when you said it." Misa flung herself at Sybil, hugging her tightly.
"Of course! You're pretty, Shizu! Of course, you're not as pretty as me, but you're still pretty! I'm sure that you could be even prettier though if you didn't take fashion advice from that freak Ryuuzaki!" Sybil blinked, refocusing her eyes on the numbers that were counting down above Jerrod's head.
Maybe- that was all she needed to do in order to gain back L. Maybe, she needed to be prettier. Would he want her then? After all, he hadn't looked at her very much lately and when he did- it wasn't the same. He didn't have the same look in his eyes as he did before. He didn't love her like he had before.
As much as Sybil didn't want to believe it, it was the only conclusion she could come to about his treatment towards her. Of course, she knew that she hadn't been particularly forward about her feelings, but she also knew that she hadn't had the chance to with L being chained to Light. But, everything that had been happening was proving that the conclusion she had come to was correct.
He hadn't been the one who had held her in the hospital. That was Light. Light had held her. Lawliet had just stood by and watched, not even protesting. Yes, there had been those brief few moments when he had told her about the accident that he had held her, but it wasn't like it had been before. It wasn't like it had been at Troy and Trisha's wedding when he had basically proposed the idea of marriage to her while he was dressed and suffering in a tuxedo and while she was dressed and suffering in that mint colored dress that he said made her look so beautiful.
Sybil clenched her fists tightly, tears threatening to course down her cheeks.
She still had the dress in her closet back in her apartment, even though she had said that she'd never wear it again. Now, Sybil had the urge to hurry back to that closet and pull it out just to wear it again and draw some sort of attention from her dark haired-
The thoughts ran into a wall.
Her dark haired detective. Her detective. No. L wasn't hers. Lawliet wasn't hers. Ryuuzaki wasn't hers. He never was hers. As much as she didn't want to admit it, Sybil had caught herself on several occasions recently, believing that everything that he didn't truly feel anything for her. At least- not anymore.
Her black cap skewed her vision as she slid it down to hide the tears that were now coming down her face.
"Misa, please don't lie to me. I- I've heard too many lies as it is."
"Shizu! You have such low self-esteem! You know what you need?! Low-fat frozen yogurt!" Sybil looked to Misa, thumbing her cap upwards.
Now the girl was implying that she was fat? What a way to make her feel better. Although, Sybil knew that there was good intention behind every insulting word. Misa wasn't trying to be insulting, she just held herself in high regard.
"I- I think I'd like that. But, could you pick your words carefully please? You made it sound as though-" Sybil fell silent and looked down shamefully.
Misa grinned and grasped Sybil's wrist tightly.
"Well, you are just like Ryuuzaki! I'm surprised that you've managed to keep such a slimmish figure for so long while basically living off of fattening cakes and stuff!" Slimmish?
Was that even a word?
The detective didn't bother to call her companion out on it. Misa did- mean well, despite her words. In fact, this was the first time since L had been chained to the serial killer that Sybil had felt at all cared about.
She liked it.