People might not like this chapter...I didn't like writing it much either, but it needed to be done. I like the happier parts apart from stuff like this.

It made me cry. I hate chapters that make me cry.

Please review. No complaints because I don't feel like dealing with that...

Misa was fast asleep in the empty cot that happened to be beside Jerrod's occupied one.

Sybil was staring at a wall poster labeled with all the major organs in a human body. Her vision, of course, was blurred due to being awake for over twenty four hours. She was counting down the seconds in her head until she heard the line go flat.

After a few moments more of staring at the poster, the redhead allowed her gaze to flicker towards the sleeping model. Sybil felt a burning sensation in her gut that she recognized as jealousy.

Yes, the envy for the model remained.

The green orbs then flickered to the numbers above the blonde's head, hesitating for only a moment before closing. It was then that she could make out the footsteps coming down the hall and her eyes quickly opened as she turned to the doorway.

She watched as a nurse then came in, stopping immediately upon seeing the two females already occupying the room.

Sybil sighed and then went over to awake the sleeping Misa.

"Come on, Misa. We- we should leave now."

***

Sybil had her head bowed low, her black cap hung limply in her hand as Misa tightened the corset around her waist.

"See?! You're going to look so much prettier for my date with Light! Hopefully pretty enough to keep Ryuuzaki occupied!" Sybil bit her lip.

"Hopefully pretty enough to keep Ryuuzaki occupied." Hopefully pretty enough.

Hopefully. Damn it! Sybil hated that word. She hated it. She hated herself. She hated how she couldn't be good enough for the one who had told her not too long ago how much he loved her, who now hardly even spoke to her at all except if it was out of pity for her father or for this stupid investigation.

"I wish I never met him." The sentence was whispered, so it wasn't heard by the overjoyed, hyperactive Misa.

It was then that Sybil made up her mind.

It was today that she was going to end her pain. It was today, on this date, that she was going to break it off with Lawliet. That way, she wouldn't have to suffer like this anymore. That way, she wouldn't distract herself and she wouldn't distract him. Obviously, he didn't care enough about her anyway.

Sybil checked her watch and took a deep breath. Difficult to do with a sash wrapped tightly around her abdomen, but she managed anyway.

Three more hours and then she would finally be able to slink herself out of this stupid dress so that she could hide herself away in her bedroom until the next morning. She really missed L, not that she'd verbally admit it to him, but she knew it was true.

Ever since she had found out that the end of her life was rapidly approaching, she had taken it upon herself to spend as much time with those she cared about as she could. Especially since she didn't know exactly when her end would come. She just trusted what Fang had told her.

Sybil sat on the floor of her office, her back to the wall as she kept herself away from the other members of the household.

But, still, she hated being pushed and forced into doing something. The wedding, she had agreed to. The dress on the other hand and the crazy amount of people in her apartment- it was just too much for her to deal with. She really needed a breather and someone to talk to who would actually understand what she felt. Of course, there was just one person who would feel as she did in this situation.

Her green eyes closed and her body quivered. But, her body jumped as the door suddenly opened. The young woman's immediate reaction was to scream profanity and kick whoever it was out, but she bit her tongue and kept silent. It was a good thing she did, because a smile soon broke out on her face.

"Ryuu, this is quite unexpected." Sybil's voice was quieter than she had anticipated it would be and L's onyx orbs flashed with concern as he closed the door behind him.

Then, he knelt down and she was rather taken aback by how quickly he had her pinned to his chest. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but she soon relaxed and allowed her chin to rest on his shoulder.

"You seem exhausted."

"Ah, I'm fine. A little uncomfortable with my, eh, current attire, but I shouldn't be complaining. You're in a tux." L gave her a small, sheepish grin and Sybil smiled.

At least he didn't seem to mind.

"Hmm, I happen to think you look quite beautiful."

"I feel ridiculous."

"Yes, but as you said, I'm wearing a tux. It happens to be very uncomfortable." He replied.

She closed her eyes and sighed.

"You didn't have to wear it. It is a private wedding after all."

"Ah, but if you must wear something you are uncomfortable with, I see no reason why I cannot do the same."

"Hey, did you actually get more mature since I saw you yesterday?"

"I've grown to miss you since then." Her eyes widened before she placed her head against his chest and relaxed yet again.

It was nice to know that he felt the same as she did.

"I love you." L's own eyes widened before he placed his chin on top of her head and released a near inaudible sigh.

A sudden thought then occurred to her.

"Hey, didn't anyone notice you come in?"

"No. Your family seems to be rather preoccupied with the event."

"You're right about that. God, I can't breathe." She reluctantly pulled from his arms and tugged on the purple sash around her waist.

"I really don't know why Trisha insisted on torturing me with this thing. It's cutting off my circulation." He chuckled and brushed his fingers against her cheek, causing a blush to creep up into her face.

"Wh- what's so funny? I'm dying here!" He became serious.

"Sybil."

"Sorry, Ryuu. I shouldn't make such a reference." Even though it could have been very much the truth.

"No, that's not it. I only have a question for you." Sybil was generally confused, but pleasure was brought upon her when L kissed her tenderly, his fingers tangling themselves within her hair.

She brought her hands down onto his shoulders and closed her eyes as she returned the affection. After a few minutes, L ended the kiss and stared at her for a few moments.

"Sybil, if we both survive to the end of this investigation-" Her eyes widened as she comprehended the question he was now hesitating to ask.

So soon? Then again, people were getting married within hours of knowing each other nowadays. Las Vegas helped with that. And, if she thought about it, it made sense for him to want to ask this of her. They had a rather unusual connection that probably could only be broken by death, perhaps not even that. But, Sybil was worried all the same.

If that was the question L was so hesitant to ask, she would most likely hurt him in the end. Her death was nearing, and though she didn't know how soon it was, she knew it was near. Although, the fact he had thrown in that it would be most likely taking place after the investigation ended, in the off chance that both of them survived.

Her grip on his shoulders tightened slightly and her lips were parted slightly in thought before they curled up into a smile.

"So hesitant. Ryuu, if we both happen to survive to the end of this investigation, I will gladly marry you. And if only one of us makes it out of this alive, I'm pretty sure our bond will remain the same as it would if it was the both of us." Now, the blush had crept upon L's cheeks as she had closed the small gap between their lips.

She had- she had predicted his question so easily. Of course, it must have been painfully obvious. He was sweating out of extreme nervousness and he had hesitated for at least five minutes.

His own lips twitched up into a smirk as he brought his hands down to her waist and applied a little pressure. Just to let her know that he would always be there.

In all due respect, he didn't believe for one moment that he would survive to the end of the investigation. He merely wished to ask such an important, life changing question to let this woman know just how important she was. Just how she had changed his life by contacting him the day of the Aoyma bomb threat. Just to let her know how much he loved her and how he always wanted to be there for her, even though he believed it would be a highly unlikely situation.

Sybil ended the kiss hesitantly and stared into his onyx orbs, feeling the nervousness that was waving over him.

"Wow. Never thought this day would come, huh? It's coming on really fast, but I wouldn't change it for the world." He smirked again.

"Neither would I."

The two young women sat side-by-side across from the two, chained men. The entire 'date' was rather forced and uncomfortable. Misa, of course, was the only one to complain about it.

Sybil didn't really care. She just wished Lawliet would stop staring at her with those eyes or else she would've had no choice, but to change her mind about her decision to end their relationship. She didn't know if she would have it in her, due to her obvious love for the fellow detective.

Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, which seemed to have increased in size, due to the extremely tight and uncomfortable corset that Misa had offered her. Sybil's cap, sat on the coffee table, untouched.

"I- agree with Misa." She finally murmured.

"This is boring. I, for one, have much better things to do other than be stared at. I feel uncomfortable enough as it is." Sybil then narrowed her gaze at Lawliet.

"Why'd you agree to this anyway? You lose your motivation or something Ryuuzaki? It's unlike you to take any sort of break from the so-called investigation that you seem to be failing at." Cold words aside, Light turned to L and nodded in agreement.

"Shizu's right. This is unlike you and you haven't been doing much to help either." L sighed.

"Yes. You both happen to be right. The truth is, I have lost my motivation and-" He paused, throwing a small, sad glance towards Sybil.

"- I must admit that I am quite depressed recently over this case and- personal issues." Her eyes only hardened as she turned her head away from him.

"Stick those personal issues up your ass. Personal emotions shouldn't get in the way of the investigation. Kira is more important, even if he is evading us." L blinked and then glanced down.

"Yes, I suppose you're right. However, I can't help, but feel as though our efforts will result in nothing." She stood up, towering over him with her fists clenched at her sides.

"So, Ukita gave his life up for nothing then?! Those security guards during the bomb threat?! You're just going to give up?! You know what?! I've had enough of this shit! I've been putting up with it for way too long! Those men died because of Kira and you're not honouring it at all! " Light too stood up , his fists clenched as well.

"Ryuuzaki." And, much to the surprise of both the women, the brown haired Kira suspect landed a punch on Lawliet's cheek.

Misa screamed. Sybil merely glared.

It was about time that he had someone stand up to him. However, she didn't want it to be Light. She wanted to be the one to do it. But, she watched on just the same as the men exchanged more punches and kicks, flying this way and that across the room due to the chains and gravity.

It was only after she saw a trickle of blood did she step between the men. They stopped, their fists centimetres from her outstretched palms.

"Stop." Her voice was whispered, but still heard.

"You're scaring the shit out of Misa. Ryuuzaki, stop trying to maim Light. Light, stop trying to knock sense into Ryuuzaki. I should be doing that." The last part was only audible to the darker haired detective, who merely glared at Sybil.

She glared back, causing his own eyes to widen.

She- hated him.

"It's over. This fight- everything. Ryuuzaki obviously doesn't care anymore about Kira or anything else. I, for one don't want to suffer because of his lack of motivation. I don't want to be the one to suffer because of L in general. So, I'm going to leave now. Consider this a letter of resignation as of two weeks ago, I'm off the Task Force or whatever the hell you want to call it. I vowed to give my life for this cause. For Kira. Not for L. Not anymore, at least." And then, Sybil Corvax- Carlyle turned on her heels, grabbed her cap, and left Misa Amane's bedroom without looking back.

No one got to see the single tear that rolled down her cheek as she did so, praying that she had done the right thing by severing her contacts.

After all, not only was she saving herself, but she was also saving L. At least he wouldn't be forced to lie to himself about loving her any longer.