Genius? Think Genesis Chapter 2
The next day had a bright and early start, just as L had forewarned. A sleepy eyed Genesis stumbled out of bed and headee for the bathroom to take a shower. When she returned, damp and still blinking sleepily, L mocked her, because of the fact that he was never tired, and was dancing about in front of her whilst she struggled to find the energy to walk, never mind dance.
'Lighten up! It's morning, time to be happy!' L exclaimed, sucking a lollipop.
'L, what are you so happy about?'
'I don't know, actually...' His high spirits suddenly dropped, leaving a musing and broody L in it's place. 'Ah well, I expect it's hormones or something. Do you want breakfast?'
'Yeah, sure, let me get dressed first...' the red head mumbled.
10 minutes later they were cruising down the hallways;Genesis more awake and aware by that time.
'Just follow me down here, and we'll meet my brothers before going to the canteen.
Standing at the end of the hallway were the boys that they had met yesterday, the girl-like agressive chocaholic boy, the polite gamer boy, still wearing his amber goggles, and the tiny albino boy that resembled a rabbit (in other words, Mello, Matt and Near). Even though the youngest was 3, they were all dressed smartly in blazers, shirts and ties (similar to that of Genesis and L).
'L, Near is only 3, yet he attends school..?' Genesis questioned, quite perplexed.
'He's a mathmatical genius he attends maths lessons and design most of the time, with basic english and science lessons, ones suited to his age, even though he's at a high level for his age anyway.' L explained patiently, a smile played on his lips.
'Oh ok, and the boys?' Her curiousity overtook her lips.
'They attend the same lessons as us, though we can opt out of lessons in a few weeks, because were nearly 16.'
'Fair enough-'
The bell interupted Genesis in her speech and before she knew it, L had slipped his hand into hers and tugged her (and the boys) to the canteen.
'Cmon, before they run out of cake!' L's smile was genuine as he pulled them along, making a bee line for the cake table. Laughter and chatter rang through the canteen as it flooded with geniuses and child prodigys alike, and the whole orphanage sat down to eat. As Genesis helped herself to cereal and fruit, L piled a plate high with pancakes laden with sugar and strawberries and waffles drowning in syrup. She laughed, 'I see you have a sweet tooth!'
'What, you didn't realise last night at dinner?' L said with a cheeky grin, stuffing his mouth with pancake.
'Nah, I was too tired to notice last night.'
The next few days flew by, and Genesis and L became good friends. They worked hard in class, shared (shallow) secrets and enjoyed the other's company.
So this is what it is like to have a friend... The male of the two thought to himself, proud with himself for finally making a friend. Genesis always knew exactly what to say, she was always at ease around L, never scared or infatuated with him, like a lot of other residents of Wammy's House. That is, until the subject of her nightmares came up. Every night, L had to wake her up, free her from her fits of screaming and crying. And every night, she would wake up, wipe her eyes, thank her friend and go to sleep. She absolutely refused to say anything of them, like she was... Scared to say something or maybe ashamed of her distress.
A sleeping Genesis writhed on her bed, screaming and kicking out into the air, hot tears running down her flushed face. The covers were long forgotten, strewn on the floor, her pillow edging to the same fate. L walked up and shook her hard, just as he had done every night since she arrived, and Genesis oened her eyes.
'What happened?' She whispered, still half asleep but very much awake.
'Nightmare,' he told her, his voice even more of a monotone than usual, because he was disguising the worry in his voice.
'Oh, thanks for waking me up, L. I'm really starting to trust you,' She managed a smile and sat up, to make eye contact.
'Genesis, about your nightmares...'
'They're nothing,' She said hurriedly, disconnecting eye contact.
'Genesis, I'm worried. I have come to believe that you are my best friend, and it pains me to see you like this every night.' L sighed, emotion flooding into his voice.
The girl looked down, letting her crimson hair cover her face, hide the tears that lingered.
'I... I'm scared...' She hiccoughed, keeping her face buried by the line of fire that was her hair.
Her friend sat patiently (in his crouched position though) on the side of her bed, obsidian eyes searching her.
'I... I saw them die... I saw my parents die...' She finally managed to choke out, before breaking put in muffled sobs and gulps.
L reached out, although awkwardly, and pulled her into an embrace. 'There, there. You don't have to talk about it, it's ok, I understand.'
'You don't, you've got it easy, being the best in Wammys and all that. Everyone respects you or fears you;I'm overlooked. People say you've never cried, rarely smiled and you don't get angry. You always keep your composure and never let your guard down. No one knows your true identity. Face it L, you're a genius and I'm just... Average.' She concluded,her eyes hard.
'Genesis, I worked hard to be in the position I am now, I wish people didn't respect or fear me, I want to be overlooked and seen as average. I don't show my feelings on the outside because I'm afraid of what will happen, and just because people have not seen me cry or smile or rage, does not mean I have not done those things. I am willing to tell you my name, right from the start;I've never trusted anyone enough to confide in them my identity except you. You're special, Genesis, if to no one else, you're special to me.'
Genesis' eyes glistened with unshed tears and a tiny smile formed on her face as she stared up at the boy holding her. 'I don't know what I'd do without you, L.' She whispered into his neck and tightened her grip around his shoulders and fell asleep. L reluctantly prised her sleeping form from him and slipped back to his own bed, climbing in fully clothed. After hours of staring into the ceiling, he eventually fell into an extremely light and short sleep, the first time he'd slept since Genesis arrived.