I re-read this chapter several times before deciding to post it. I'm not entirely sure if it's the right type of filler, but it is LawlietXSybil. The entity of it, apart from the beginning.

Anyway, as I've stated before I haven't read any parts of the manga, not at all, but everything in this story is either from some information I got from reading fanfics or the anime, which I only got to see once. I shouldn't complain though, from seeing that I get to make my own Death Note fanfics and such.

Please Review...sorry I'm not in a cheery and excited mood right now...

Lawliet pulled the key from his pocket and stuck it into the cuffs. Light smirked.

"Going after your girlfriend so soon? I'm jealous, Ryuuzaki. Really." The detective ignored the young man and looked to Geof.

"Would you please keep Light company while I see to Sybil?" Geof didn't look away from the computer screen as he held out his arm.

"Chain should be long enough, right? I don't feel like movin'. In fact, I might be here all night, so take your time. I'll keep the dude company." The handcuff was then locked around the older man's wrist and still, Geof kept his eyes focused on the computer screen.

Light rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't be able to go anywhere even without you chaining me to anything."

"Precaution is necessary." Was the simple reply and then L was gone from the room and Light grunted.

Geof tugged on the chain and Light winced.

"Hey!" Geof inwardly smirked and Fang laughed.

"Sorry, still getting' used to it. It's been years since I've had to wear the cuffs, after all." It was a lie.

***

Lawliet ran his fingers through Sybil's red hair as she snuggled up close to his chest and quivered, biting back her tears.

His eyes kept to her, flickering with the pain in knowing that this was all he could do to soothe her. After all, despite all the comforting he had done in the past, it still wasn't his forté. All he could really do was hold her to his chest and keep running his fingers through her lavender scented hair. No words were even coming to him.

She gripped his white shirt tightly in her fingers, her body shuddering more violently with each passing second.

"R- Ryuu, I- I don't want to cry. Not after- not after I know that Dad is in a better place. Not after what I said. It- it'll be like lying if I- if I cry over him now."

"Sybil." Her quivering became less upon finally hearing his voice and she opened her eyes and peered up at him.

He frowned slightly upon seeing the water that was beginning to fill the endless pools of emerald green.

"As much as I wish to tell you not to cry, I can't. Not when you won't cry and ask for comfort from anyone else." The male detective gently kissed her forehead, gaining a small sniffle and some stray tears as a response.

"L- L- Lawliet?" His blue-grey orbs refocused on her teary face.

"Yes?" Whatever she had to say was obviously important.

Her eyes, though glistening with tears, were also glistening with curiosity, affection, and some other emotion that he recognized, but couldn't quite name. Fear? Anxiety? Whatever it was, it didn't really matter.

Her eyes lowered and then closed briefly as she murmured under her breath. He immediately recognized that she was speaking in Greek, a language he too was familiar with.

"I love you so much. I've never loved anyone like this before. I was too scared to. But-" She paused and allowed her eyes to flicker back up to meet his.

He responded, also speaking in Greek.

"But? Please don't trail off like that. It unnerves me." A small smile.

"- but I love you more than life itself. I hope I say that often enough."

"I will let nothing happen to you." He promised quietly.

Her eyes widened and then saddened. Lawliet immediately caught this and cupped her cheek, turning her face to lock their eyes. A quiet gasp of surprise escaped her throat.

Back to Japanese.

"Sybil, is something wrong? Other than what transpired today?" And her eyes had finally been opened to him, revealing her thoughts and emotions.

Sybil swallowed nervously.

"Yes." She whispered.

His eyes narrowed.

"What is it?"

"I- can't say." L's eyes narrowed.

"Why must you be so secretive?" It wasn't a question she was going to answer, so Sybil remained silent and Lawliet soon let out a small sigh just to hug her back to his chest and bury his nose in her soft hair.

Soon after, she placed her lips gently to his cheek and whispered some words into his ear, her language being Greek once more. It seemed she enjoyed speaking Greek.

"It's part of who I am. Don't deny the fact that you love me for it." A small smile was his response.

It was true. Sybil had many secrets and Lawliet did love her for it. He would never stop learning about her by cracking these secrets. He would never get bored of her. Lawliet hated being bored.

He kept his face pressed into her hair, allowing himself to smell the lavender shampoo. Her favorite scent, he assumed, based on the fact that she always smelt so strongly of the flower.

"Hmm, true." He tightened his grip around her waist and a small giggle escaped her.

"Hey, don't hold me too tight. I need to breathe."

"You're breathing fine."

"For now." She responded, smiling.

Sybil was inwardly nervous, however. She was slipping up. Becoming cornered in situations that she couldn't escape without lying. If L kept this up, surely she would have no choice but to either tell him the truth about the Death Note and Kira and her impending death, or she would have to lie. Either didn't sound pleasurable in her opinion. Besides, he would know it all in given time.

Suddenly, out of the blue a conversation she had with Misa came to her mind.

"Shizu! You know you're my bestest friend, right?!"

"Thank you for that confession, Misa. However- I need to go visit someone." Misa stared up at Sybil with confused eyes as she tilted her head.

"Um, who? Oh! Is it your boyfriend?!" She took a double take of Sybil's current attire.

"Um, no offence, but you are not going anywhere in that! I mean, it's bad enough that you have to work with that pervert Ryuuzaki, but you shouldn't have to look like him too!"

"I'm going to the hospital, Misa. I hardly think that it matters what I'm wearing."

"The- hospital? Why are you going to such a depressing place?! Oh! Is your boyfriend in the hospital?! I'd even go without my makeup if my Light was in the hospital!" What was with her and boyfriends?

Sybil shook her head.

"No. I- I'm not going to visit my boyfriend. Besides, he doesn't seem to care much for me at the moment." Misa gasped.

"Oh! How could someone not care about you, Shizu?! You're so pretty! A little dull and a little- wide in the hips, but pretty!"

"Lawliet?" The dark haired man blinked and turned his focus to her face, which seemed to have an odd expression.

He couldn't quite place it although it seemed to be a mixture of confusion, curiosity, and nervousness.

"What seems to be bothering you?" The next words that came out of her mouth, shocked him.

Not that L Lawliet would ever show it.

"Am I- pretty?" The dark haired detective stared at her, dumbfounded at what could have possibly caused her to ask such a question.

Of course she was pretty! Not just pretty, beautiful, no that wasn't the word either- Sybil was gorgeous! What could have possibly caused her to think otherwise?!

No, she wasn't asking it because she thought otherwise. She was asking because she wasn't sure if it was the truth. She was asking because she wanted to hear the truth- from him.

"Why do you ask?" Best to get the answer from her before he answered with the truth, however positive it was.

He was curious as to why and truly why she was asking such a question, despite having theories already.

"It- was something Misa said to me when I- when I was forced to hang out with her. She's not all that bad you know." His eyes narrowed.

What exactly did that girl say to Sybil?!

"She- called me pretty, several times." Sybil whispered and his eyes widened as she turned her head to look at the wall.

"I'm- not entirely confident in my looks. I've never needed to be, though. But, now- I'm curious. Am I pretty?" His response was turning her head and crashing his lips into hers.

Lawliet's fingers tangled themselves within her hair and smirked as he watched her eyes widen in shock. However, she soon allowed her hand to move up to meet his cheek as she returned the kiss.

"You- are more than just pretty, Sybil. Do not insult yourself with such a word." And she smiled, but it soon faltered as she felt self-conscious again.

Lawliet sighed at this expression as he returned to stroking his fingers through her hair.

"What else is there?"

"It's- just something else that was said, that's all. I was just- I'm being childish. I'm asking you all these questions when it's obvious that you're going to give me the answers I want to hear whether it's the truth or not. Besides, I've only been thinking these things because Misa brought it up and because I want to be the best I can for you. I know, intellectually we're equals, but-"

"Sybil, what else is bothering you? You're purposely avoiding the subject." He murmured into her ear.

Sybil flushed and pulled her gaze away to her hands which she then lowered to meet her midsection.

Never had she been so- occupied with her appearance before. And why did she choose now to be? Why did she choose now of all times to feel so self-conscious?

Because she wasn't as sad as she had been half an hour ago. Because she chose to focus on life instead of on death. At least for now.

Lawliet furrowed his brows as he quickly pieced together what she wanted to ask and his response was holding her only closer.

"There is no need for you to feel concerned about your appearance for me, Sybil. I love you just the way you are." However cliché that line was, it still made the female detective feel that much better about herself and she had no reason to not believe the words that he spoke.

So, she kissed him. Again.

"I- love you too." The young woman paused and then sat herself up, causing her companion's arms to come free from around her body.

He stared at her in confusion.

"Sybil?"

"Would you- make love to me, L?" And that request was cause for him to tumble out of the bed and onto a crumpled heap on the floor.

Sybil closed her eyes and held herself in a comforting manner.

She took that as a no.

"Wh- why?" L murmured, attempting to pick himself up off the floor.

"I just- want some good things to happen. I'm tired of all the bad things. I'm not asking for it to be now, but- would you make love to me? Ever?" He stared at her from the floor, seeing as he had failed from picking himself up off of it due to being weak in the knees.

Why was she suddenly asking such things? It was unlike Sybil. Obviously, something was bothering her and she deeply needed his assurance. Although, judging by her response earlier, she wouldn't tell him what it was exactly that was bothering her.

But, as L stared up at her from that floor, his blue-grey eyes going over her every curve and her beautiful, gorgeous face. Her expression, obviously depressed at the lack of an answer. Yet, she still looked so heavenly. Unnaturally so.

It was then that he caught it. The faint angelic aura that he had seen before, but had passed it off as a hallucination due to exhaustion and lack of caffeine.

"You answered the questions based on physical appearance, but you can't answer the question on physical, romantic need? I- I wish you would answer me, Ryuu." He snapped from his daze and got to his feet to clamber back onto the bed beside her, seating himself beside her in his usual way, placing his hand gently on her shoulder in a comforting manner.

She looked towards him, green eyes wide before they became teary. Sybil used the back of her arm to wipe at them, laughing weakly.

"Sorry. I don't even know where that came from. Must've scared the shit out of you." She yawned and then stretched.

"I think- I think I'm going to sleep now. With everything that's happened today- it's for the best. I haven't been getting much sleep lately."

"No, you haven't." His fingertips brushed along the bags beneath her eyes, gaining a quiet sigh.

"Will you stay with me tonight? I'm sure Geof won't mind keeping Light company until tomorrow."

"I was about to propose the same thing. After all, I must make sure that you actually sleep." And that was the only answer Sybil needed.

About ten minutes later, she was changed into her silver-blue nightgown and fast asleep against L's chest. His arms were wrapped protectively around her, his eyes focused on her peaceful face.

Something- was different about Sybil. Different as in unnatural and beautifully so. Although, he'd only been noticing this in the recent weeks. Her skin had this strange, glow about it that it hadn't had before and her hair was definitely more shiny. He wasn't exactly certain as to why this was the case, but L Lawliet knew one thing was certain.

Sybil had the beauty of an angel.