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I'm on a roll now that the story has gotten to a certain point, so here's another chapter :)
This will be the last characterized disclaimer... because I've run out of characters from this story! From now on, I'll do a normal disclaimer every couple of chapters of so.
Me: Last but not least, Tasha, you're up!
Tasha: Took you long enough. DeeNee doesn't own Death Note. As much as I would like to say that I am a free person, she does need some credit for creating me from the depths of her imagination.
Me: Actually, I think you will find that it was mostly Rachel who did the creating...
Tasha: Rachel is you, when you're in a crazy fangirl mood.
Me: Shhhh... They don't need to know that...
Tasha: *rolls eyes*
L
After calmly explaining to the Japanese police why Tasha had been removed from the Task Force, they calmed down a little. But Aizawa still thought it was a little ridiculous.
"You fired her on a hunch, Ryuzaki. A hunch. Seriously? She was one of the best investigators on the team!"
"That may be so, Aizawa, but if I am correct my hunches have always been right in the past."
"You don't even know all the facts! Maybe if you actually talked to her-"
"I am 90% sure she would just lie. I can't trust her, Mr. Aizawa. And I can't work with anyone I don't trust."
Aizawa sighed, but gave up.
The next morning, I was in the main room with Mogi. He was organizing some lists on all of the companies that offer shift work in America and there employees.
All of a sudden, there was a loud banging coming from the front entrance.
I looked up and checked the security camera. It was Tasha. Her lips were moving, but I couldn't tell what she was saying.
"Watari, get me an audio," I commanded.
"Of course," was his response, and suddenly yelling came rushing through the speakers.
"Ryuzaki! Let me in! Don't make me use your real alias!" Tasha yelled, and banged again.
"I suspected this might happen," I muttered.
"Oh man, what is that noise?" Matsuda came in, his hands covering his ears.
"That noise is Tasha," I answered.
"Ryuzaki, how exactly did you fire her?" Aizawa asked, coming into the room.
"I got Watari to do it for me."
"Well no wonder she's angry! You're supposed to do that sort of thing in person, Ryuzaki, it's a part of social etiquette."
"Social etiquette...?" I mumbled. "I am unskilled in such matters."
Aizawa sighed.
Tasha bashed on the door again.
"Ryuzaki...!" She yelled.
I turned on the microphone that connected to the speakers outside the building.
"Please stop that banging, Tasha, you'll break the doors."
"Why you...!"
She bashed once more, seemingly putting a little force into it.
"Maybe you should talk with her, Ryuzaki," Matsuda suggested.
"I've already told you, she'd most likely lie about anything I asked her."
"But you don't know for sure. That's why you said most likely."
I thought about that for a moment.
"You want me to risk all of our lives...?"
"L, we've already risked our lives."
Aizawa and Mogi nodded in agreement.
I sighed.
"Fine. But I want to be alone with her."
The Japanese police left the room quickly.
"Let's get this over with then," I muttered.
Tasha
That little freak! How dare he fire me? He had no reason to!
And he wasn't even man enough to do it himself, no, instead he sent his butler to do it for him!
As you can see, I wasn't in the best of moods right now.
When Watari informed me that I had been taken off the investigation, a part of me felt a little relieved. Now he won't get hurt, because there is be no way for me to get close to him, one side argued.
But you've failed your mission... what are you going to do?
I rang up the Special Unit and told them my predicament. But they showed me know sympathy. In fact, I was given a direct order to do everything in my power to get back on the task force.
I probably would've done that anyway. In my opinion, I was unfairly fired from an investigation that I had put everything into. How was that right?
I bashed on the door once more.
I heard a sigh from over the speakers. Suddenly the doors opened.
"Come in, Tasha. We need to talk," L said.
"Damn right we do," I growled, and stormed into the building.
When I got into the main room, L was sitting at the computer. He wasn't even faced towards me.
"What the hell did you fire me for, Ryuzaki?! What did I do that was wrong? And why couldn't you have done it yourself? And wh-"
"Tasha, please calm down. We aren't going to get anywhere if you just keep yelling at me the whole time." He turned around now, and got up, pointing over to the couch. "I think it'll be more comfortable if we sit over here."
"I'll stand." And I crossed my arms, stubbornness radiating from every inch of my body.
L sighed, and sat down on the couch.
"If you're going to ask questions, please at least try and be calm about it," he mumbled.
I rolled my eyes. "Calm? You seriously expect me to be fucking calm? You fired me for no reason!"
"Swearing isn't really necessary, Tasha. And I never do anything without a reason."
"Well do you want to explain to me your reason then?"
L sighed again. "I told the task force that I fired you because I couldn't trust you. Let me explain!" He said quickly, when I opened my mouth to object. "Three days ago, Mr. Ryuga-"
"I know his real name, Ryuzaki. It's Aizawa. He told me."
"Fine then. Mr. Aizawa came to me, with a few suspicions against you. I decided to view it for myself, and therefore the next day I was watching you every move. And I overheard a conversation you were having with Ryuk."
I sucked in a sharp breath.
"There wasn't much suspicious about the conversation. But there was one thing that worried me a little. Ryuk told you I was watching you, but that wasn't what worried me. What worried me was what he said after that."
"'Well I'm not sure if he's onto you'," I finished.
L grimaced. "I don't know what that's all about, but that the reason I gave the Japanese police for firing you."
"That wasn't the reason?"
"Well, it was a part of it. The other part was... well... it's become apparent to me that you have... certain feelings towards me."
I looked down, unable to meet his eyes.
"Why would that cause me to get fired?" I asked, my tone guarded.
"I don't want or need your feelings to get in the way of the case. Your judgement could become clouded..."
Something inside me snapped.
"Are you saying that I am unable to control myself, Ryuzaki? I've been an FBI agent for many years now, I know how to not let emotions get in the way of my work! Do I really seem that stupid to you? Do I need to remind you that I am three years older then you?" I snapped, walking closer to the couch.
"I'm not saying that at all, but under the circumstances I don't think it's a good idea for you to-"
"That makes no sense, L! Your contradicting yourself. First you say that you think I can't control myself around you, and then your saying thats not what you meant!"
"Because that's not what I meant. I just think that you need a bit of space away from me and the case, to get your head cleared so you that realize that it's impossible for you to like someone like me."
I blinked, shocked. "Excuse me?"
L seemed a little shocked to, but he continued down the path he had started. "How can you love me? How is that possible? Why would you? What reason could you have...?"
I sat down next to him.
"L..."
"No don't. I don't see what would possess you to be able to have feelings for me, of all people. I'm not lovable. I'm an insomniac that doesn't know a thing about relationships. How can you even-"
I cut him off by kissing him. It was the only way to make him shut up.
At the time, that was the only reason I kissed him. But once I'd started... it was impossible to stop.
His lips were soft and warm, and they moulded together perfectly with mine. In fact, I think he was frozen in shock. But then he started responding... and it didn't get any better then that.
He grabbed my hair and pulled me closer. I could tell he wanted more, but I didn't think that was a good idea right then. A member of the task force could walk in at any moment.
So, rather reluctantly, I broke off the kiss.
We sat there for a bit, gasping for air, and I rested my forehead against his.
"You don't... know how... special... you are, do you?" I panted. "Everything you do... it just makes me love you even more. They way you sit, your sugar addiction, the fact that you're willing to sacrifice your basic human needs just to solve a case... That's what makes you adorable. That's what makes you L. And that's what makes me love you."
"I still don't understand how you would like me," he mumbled.
"No, what I don't understand is how you would like me," I argued, and then something occurred to me. "Unless you don't."
L's eyes widened. But then he looked away.
"I... I am not exactly sure how I feel," he admitted. "When you first arrived I thought of nothing other than the fact it was the first time I had seen your face properly, after working with you all these years. But... you've been growing on me. When Aizawa first told me he thought you had feelings for me, I didn't know what to say. I didn't understand anything that was going on. I still don't."
I smiled a little. "For all your intelligence and all your greatness, you still have no idea about human emotions, do you?"
L shook his head, and brought his thumb to his mouth. Another thing that was adorable.
"For a while, I thought I was completely devoid of them."
"L, no one can be free of the basic human emotions, no matter how deep they may bury them. Everyone is still capable of being subjected to their wrath," I pointed out.
"You may be right," He allowed.
"Well... if your confused, then I won't make it any harder for you then," I sighed reluctantly, and got off the couch.
Ryuzaki looked up at me with puppy dog eyes. It hurt me so much to walk away from him.
"You'll rejoin the task force though?" He asked.
"Are you sure?" I objected slightly, raising my eyebrows.
He nodded.
"Okay then. I'll go get my stuff and move back into my old room. Ryuzaki." And with that, I left the building.
I couldn't wait any longer, I had to get them together in this one. It was driving me nuts XD Although they aren't technically together yet... But they will! Fear not readers!
Yep, this chapter was written by Rachel, and Rachel alone.
Please keep reviewing! I'd like people opinions... do you think it was time? Or do you think I should've waited a little longer?
And I'd like to add that I've started writing another Death Note FanFic! It's called Shadowed Love... and this one is all about the Wammy's Boys (not including L) I will say that it is a gay fanfic, so if you don't like reading those then it's probably not a good idea to read it then...
Another chapter soon! (hopefully)