Away From Home
Chapter Twenty-Eight
By Andruindel
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"Matsuda!" I ambushed Matsuda the instant he entered the building the next morning. He caught me as I stumbled into him, careless and clumbsy in my excitement. "Guess what!"
He obviously didn't have to guess. "You and Ryuuzaki?" He asked. And I nodded, grinning. I was so happy, I hadn't been able to wait to tell him.
"We're going upstairs to join Light and Misa on their 'date'." I sketched quotation marks around the word with my fingers. Light and Misa weren't really on a date, but me and L were. It wasn't going to be a real date, but at least it was something.
As it turns out, it wasn't much of anything at all. I was stuck on the couch beside Misa, the person I hated most, second only to Light, while L and Light had to sit on the other couch because of the handcuffs. I tried my best not to mind. There was cake, after all, although Misa gave me disapproving looks now and then for eating my slice.
But nothing, not even cake, could make up for Misa's whining. I glanced at L, and he met my gaze evenly for a few seconds, seeming to acknowledge my suffering and offer his sympathy all in that one glance.
Even so, I snapped when Misa called L a pervert. Again.
"Exscuse me, bitch, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't call my boyfriend a pervert." I snapped, raising my voice. I couldn't help it, Misa brought out the worst in me. She seemed highly offended, and on the verge of retaliating when L put a stop to things swiftly.
"Amy, please calm down."
I turned to him, still outraged, but met the full power of his calm stare, and swallowed the angry words that had been on the tip of my tongue. He stared at me for a moment, and I knew what he was trying to tell me. "Just bear with it. We'll be rid of her eventually." So I sat back down, and shoved a bite of cake into my mouth, hoping it would stop me speaking up next time Misa said something annoying, which would be the next time she spoke.
L and Light's conversation was boring. It was pointless, because, as I knew, Light had no idea he had been Kira. But L knew that he had been. I knew that he had been. We just weren't sure how to prove it yet. Something wriggled in the back of my mind, but when I tried to figure out what the annoying reminder was, I failed. The more I tried to figure out what it was, the more it slipped away, until finally it was gone, and I had to let it go.
I wasn't unduly bothered by L's claim that he was depressed. I knew it wasn't completely true. Who could be depressed at a time like this? I knew I wasn't.
"Cheer up, will ya?" Light asked. He was obviously annoyed by L's gloomy mood.
"Cheer up? No, I'm afraid that's impossible. Maybe I just need to stop trying so hard." He glanced at me as he said it, and I immediatly caught his drift.
Before I could say anything, Light was up, and out of no where, he punched L, sending him flying. Misa jumped up, crying out and backing away. I jumped up too, but moved the other way: Toward Light. Without any concious thought on the matter, I leapted toward him, swinging wildly and making contact with his jaw more by luck than by skill. The blow couldn't have hurt him much, but it did satisfy me. Until L's hands were on my shoulders, stopping me from jumping at Light again.
"Amy, please, I'll take it from here." He said.
I glanced up at him, and nodded. Whether I wanted it to or not, the fight was going to happen.
And happen it did. It only stopped when the phone rang, and L answered it. And suddenly, it was over.
"What was that?" Light asked as L dropped the phone.
"Matsuda's acting stupid again."
"Well, that is his specialty."
Knowing that Matsuda was watching and listening, and turned to the camera and waved.
"Don't worry, Matsu! I still love you!" I called, smiling. Then I turned back to the horrible date.
Much to my relief, it didn't last much longer. Misa was far too upset. She kicked us all out, claiming that she needed a nap, and so I followed L and Light out of the room. As I walked beside L, he slowly and carefully took my hand. I looked up at him, my eyes shining.
"I'm sorry it wasn't much of a first date." He apologised. "I'm afraid I'm not much good at this."
I smiled at him. "It's fine," And I meant it. "At least I got to spend time with you. And it was actually kinda nice, until you guys started fighting."
The corners of L's mouth turned down at my mention of the fight. "Speaking of that, I'm afraid I must ask you to never hit Light again."
"But!" I was outraged. "But he hit you!" That was my only argument. Anyone who hurt L deserved to be hurt back.
L's eyes shifted away from me, and he put his thumb to his mouth in that familiar way. "Be that as it may, I would appreciate it if you did not defend me like that again."
I was speechless. What was I supposed to do? Wasn't he supposed to be my boyfriend now? I continued walking with them, silent, head down, thoughts racing. I didn't do much else that day, aside from sulking, seated on the bottom of the stairs, as the men worked.
My first date with L had turned out to be a dud. But I had high hopes for the future.
My sulking came to a stop, first because I was bored, second because after everyone had gone home, or to bed, L swivveled around in his computer chair, and beckoned me to join him. I did so, slowly.
"I do appreciate how you stood up for me," He started, and I felt my spirits begin to lift. "But I think it would be best, for you and for me, if we did not make our relationship painfully obvious." Before I could ask why, he gave me his reasoning. "I am Kira's main enemy. Kira will do anything to kill me, and if it means using you, then so be it. I won't see you hurt, Amy. If Kira some-how found a way to use you against me, then I would ultimately go to my death in order to save you."
I was touched, and alarmed, by his words. I hadn't considered the full implications of my relationship with L before now. Completely randomly (I had no idea where it came from), I stepped forward, leaned down, and kissed L. I hadn't expected to be the one to make the first move. But that was how it worked out, and I instigated our first kiss. It lasted only a few seconds, and when we pulled apart, I could feel my face burning. L wasn't blushing, but he put his thumb to his mouth, gnawing on his thumbnail anxiously.
"Good night, L..." I murmured, suddenly shy of being in his presence.
"Good night, Amy..."
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Ehehehe, I always wanted to punch Light in the face. Again, I'm sorry for the length. For some reason my chapters keep getting shorter. I think it's because, honestly, I've been trying to rush through this story. Sad, but true. =/
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