Okay! Here ya go! I know that the last two chapters didn't seem to work, but with this chapter, everything should make a little bit more sense! I think it does, anyway.
Please review and tell me if this makes up for the last 2 chapters.
She laid in bed, in her own bedroom, curled up comfortably. She had pulled a blanket up over her shoulders, her head resting on a pillow.
Sybil wasn't crying anymore. No, she figured that there'd be no point in it. The issue had been resolved and she had poured out the feelings she had kept locked inside, now feeling so much better about herself. Of course, there was some negativity, but now he had heard how she felt and had cleared things up and-
The door to her room crept open and Sybil sat up partially, blinking at Lawliet as he entered and closed the door behind him. He stood in front of the door for a few moments, just staring at her with large, apologetic, blue-grey eyes.
Her own eyes flickered to her hands so she wouldn't have to see that look anymore.
How could she have been so stupid as to not see it? To not see how much he loved her? Months ago, this would have never happened. Months ago, she wouldn't have gone so far as to jump to conclusions and nearly separate herself from the one thing that made her truly happy for the first time in fifteen years. What was happening to her? It- it didn't make any sense.
Her shoulders sunk to show her obvious depression and Lawliet clambered up onto the bed beside her, seated in his usual peculiar way, before gently reaching out to brush his palm against her cheek. Her eyes fluttered shut and she took a quivery breath.
"I'm- possessive. I want you all to myself. I'm selfish. I- I'd rather Kira be free than for you to have to be away from me. As horrible as that sounds, it's true. It's pathetic." His eyes kept focused to her face as her eyes then opened partway.
It was then that he saw how conflicted she was. As usual, there were many emotions floating around in those orbs, all negative at the moment.
"I- I-" She sniffed and wiped at her eyes.
L frowned.
He hated seeing her like this, which was not very often. He was now so accustomed to seeing her smiling that to see her cry- it was alien. He'd almost forgotten how to comfort her. Almost.
The dark haired detective pulled her trembling, tearful form into his chest.
"I wasn't like this before, Lawliet. I wasn't like this before. I don't understand it. Maybe- I'm just scared. After all, it's possible that-" She closed her eyes tightly and swung her arms so to hug him tightly around his neck.
His own arms slunk immediately around her waist, in an attempt to soothe her.
"- no, not possible, certain that one of us is going to die." His eyes widened slightly before he held her a little tighter.
"Sybil." Yet that was all he could say in his attempt to comfort her.
He knew it too. He felt it and he had to admit that it would somewhat explain her- depression as of late. As it was true that she would not have been so- needy months earlier, it was also true that this neediness was brought on by her fears of their time together being cut short. So, she was feeling the need to spend as much time with him as possible before one of them died.
"I know." Her body went rigid and her face pressed deep into his shoulder.
Her fingers clutched his shirt tightly and she bit her lip.
"I'm pathetic, aren't I? I didn't even realize I was sulking because I was scared." She pulled away and stood up, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she faced the wall with her eyes closed.
"I nearly- I nearly gave you up. I- almost was all alone again. I- I never liked being alone before I met you. I was just alone because I was too afraid to allow myself to get close to anybody. But- then- then I met you. You intrigued me. I liked you from the beginning. Almost immediately, you began to tear down the wall I'd built for myself over the fifteen years I was alone. I let you tear it down. I let you tear it down and I didn't realize the consequence of that. You made me love you without even trying once you annihilated that wall. I denied it, truthfully, but I had no chance. I guess, since I no longer have the wall you destroyed, I'm latching onto you. Since I don't have my wall, I just have you and-" Her fingernails dug deep into her arms, drawing blood.
Almost immediately, Lawliet was by her side with a hand on her shoulder to soothe her. Of course, he said nothing. After all, it was obvious that she needed to get this out.
"- it's difficult. I guess I reacted like that because as I said, you're my security wall now and I felt vulnerable when you left me alone. Pathetic. Weak. I don't want to feel that way. I despise feeling that way." She paused and dug her nails deeper into her skin.
Blood veined down her arms and she bit down on her cheek.
"When I left- for those nine days, I became ill. I've never been sick before. Once you found me and held me- it was like whatever was wrong with me immediately was fixed. Lovesickness, I described it. Had I been alone for just two more days- I probably wouldn't be here right now. You protect me from myself. I was so damn vulnerable in that time. I- I didn't do anything for myself after the third day. I just- became too weak." Her eyes flickered to meet his.
"I can't mentally protect myself anymore. Physically, yes, but the entire truth is, Lawliet, you're my sanity. My guardian angel, I could say." She smiled weakly.
"Had you of let me leave today, I would've been back tomorrow upon realizing the truth behind my feelings. I hope. But- I'm glad you chased after me. Really glad. You- you saved me again. I really couldn't live without you. I'd give my life for you. Lie for you. And you know how scared of both I am." His eyes remained fixated on her, wide with this new knowledge.
Guardian angel? Sanity?
"I really couldn't live without you. I'd give my life for you. Lie for you. And you know how scared of both I am." Did she really believe all of this?
She spoke again.
"Remember my promise to you? The one when I said I'd never leave you alone?" A small smile played on his lips.
"How could I forget?" A quiet giggle was his response and her smile widened.
"I said that and meant every word." Her smile faded and she focused seriously on him.
"I want you to promise me something, Lawliet. Just one promise is all I want you to make to me." He blinked.
She wanted him to make a promise?
"Of course." Sybil uncrossed her arms and turned around, wrapping her arms back around his neck as tightly as she could without strangling him.
Her lips were directly by his ear and his heart pounded as he heard each of her quivery breaths.
Sybil's eyes closed as she pended for a few seconds.
This one promise was desperately important if everything was to go the way she thought it would.
"If something happens to me, I wanted to let you know about a silver box I keep under my bed back at my second apartment. It needs a key to be opened, which I keep in the brim of my hat." She pulled away and removed her cap from her head, flipping it over to reveal a silver key.
He blinked and stared at it blankly and confusedly.
Sybil placed the cap back on her head.
"I want you to immediately go to that box with Geof. Open it and inside it, you'll see several items. By then, you'll know why I'm sounding so crazy right now." Lawliet stared at her, soon speaking.
"Sybil, you have no idea how insane you sound at the moment." She just smirked.
"Like hell I don't. I know exactly how crazy I sound. But, promise me that you'll go to that box with Geof. It's important." And that was the only answer he knew he was going to get.
However strange a request it was, he had agreed to make this promise.
"I promise." Sybil felt the fluttering of butterflies in her gut as she grinned.
Phase two of the plan was complete. With Geof having knowledge of the notebook and shinigami and with Lawliet with knowledge of the box under her bed, all she needed to do now was discover the identity of this third Kira.
Once she did that, everything else would fall into place. She was sure that Light had thought far enough ahead so that either his notebook or Misa's would fall into his hands where he would then kill the third Kira to regain ownership. It would be at this moment where Sybil would allow impulse to take over.
If her suspicions were correct, this would be the day of her death. She would die after exposing Light Yagami for what he truly was. As sad as it was that she'd most likely do it in front of his own father, it needed to be done.
And so, after having gone so long without a plan, Sybil had one that was pretty much foolproof. It was all thanks to a helpful shinigami by the name of Fang. That, and her new eyes.
Without either, both the worlds would come to an end. But, deep inside, Sybil knew something else.
Without Kira, she would have never met the one person who had saved her, most surely, from herself.
Sybil blinked and then looked at Lawliet, her eyes focusing above his head on the numbers. She stared for just a second before turning her attention to his eyes.
"I love you, so much. I need you. I really do. Sometimes, I may be a little- off, but I honestly am not going anywhere. And even if I did, I'd come right back here again because I can't live without you . I know I sound like a broken record here, but I-" She was interrupted in her rant by his gentle kiss.
It took her no time at all to return it, rewrapping her arms around his neck as he placed his hands down on her hips. It was a sensual moment between two people in love that is often heard of, but almost never truly experienced.
She pulled away, staring up at him with her eyes, once full of confused, negative emotions, now filled with need and want and every other positive emotion that can be imagined.
He smiled.
He liked seeing those eyes of hers exactly like that. Now he knew exactly what it was going to take. In the end, her happiness was all he really needed. Wanted.
By this point in time, the promise he had made to her was nearly forgotten, to be further remembered at another time.