Chapter 35

Well are you ready? It's been a really long time so let's not waste any time ;)

April 13th

My eyes flutter open to the darkness of my room. What time is it? I sit up, propping myself up against the headboard as I rub my eyes. They try to adjust to the dark as I notice a thin band of light peeking in from behind the blackout curtains. Well I guess the sun is up already…

Finally adjusted to the darkness I glace at my alarm clock, its numbers a red beacon in the dark. Oh my god it's 10 am…I can't believe I slept in that long…but after working so hard yesterday I guess I needed it. I sigh and lay back down, rolling to my left side to face the end table where the annoying red numbers are. I snuggle down into the comforter and make myself into a human burrito. My work phone is also on the table and it calls attention to itself with a happy chirp, signaling a new voicemail.

What the hell?

I stick my hand out of the human-rito and reach for my phone; my finger hits a button as I grab it and the phone lights up, blinding the shit out of me. I cringe and squint while my eyes desperately try to adjust again. I sit back up and lean against the headboard. Despite the retinal pain I smile when I see my phones display.

It's a picture of Ryuzaki and holding ice-cream cones. I was having a rather good day, but Ryuzaki…not so much. When I took the picture Ryuzaki was in an especially awful mood; I can't remember the exact details but I do remember that Watari had gone out and gotten us all ice cream and I wanted a picture with everyone, so I eventually got to Ryuzaki and aster much protesting I finally decided to just stand next to him and take the damn picture whether he wanted to or not. I walked right up to him with my ice cream and phone and put the phone in front of us and snapped the shot. It wasn't until after when I looked at it that I started to laugh at how unamused Ryuzaki had actually been. Looking back at it, he looks like a spoiled kid who didn't get the flavor he wanted and was pissy about it. I'm about to hit the voicemail button when the numbers on the display catch my eye.

April 13th…it's my birthday…

I stare at the display momentarily before dialing voicemail.

"You have one message. Message received." It beeps and my face lights up as I recognize the voice on the message.

"Hey! Suzuki! It's Matsuda here, sooo a little birdy told me that today is your birthday; and boy do I have a surprise for you." He clears his throat and begins to sing in broken English. "Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday Suzuki! Happy Birthday to you!" I can hardly contain my laughter as he changes back to his native language. "I have a lot of stuff to do at my place today, seeing as how it's our first day off in a while, but I'll try to stop by headquarters when I'm done. Maybe I'll even bring you a present. If I don't see ya though, have a great day and drink lots of booze." The line clicks as he ends his message. I smile and hit a number.

"Message saved."

I pull up a text and address it to Matsuda. My 'couples only' panda charm swings wildly in my way and I tuck it behind my hand holding the phone.

'Thanks Matsuda, I got your message. It means a lot.' I add a few emoji's before I hit send and slide back down under the covers. I put my arms behind my head and stare up at the ceiling.

What does one do on a 22nd birthday?

. . .

As I walk out of my room and into the hall of the suite I'm greeted with an eerie silence. That's…odd. Where are Watari and Ryuzaki? Did they go out? I glance around and listen for movement before deciding to check the kitchen first. Since today's my day off I decided to ditch the button up shirt and opt for a black sweater and an old pair of ripped jeans. Under my sweater, in case I get warm, is a black tank top.

As I stroll into the kitchen I'm greeted by Watari's back to the door. My stomach growls and informs me that it's time to eat. I slide into a chair at the table as the old man turns to me with a welcoming smile.

"Well good morning Miss, did you sleep well?" He turns around and wipes his hands with a dish towel.

"Yeah, thanks for letting me sleep in so long…I think these long nights are finally catching up to me." I put my elbows on the table and put my head in my hands.

"It was actually Ryuzaki's idea." My ears perk up slightly at the sound of his name.

I wonder if he told Watari about the girlfriend thing…it's been about a week since it happened, but I don't think anyone knows yet…we've been too damn busy with the case…sooo many files…the other day I almost thought my fingers were gonna fall off because of how many files I had to input into the system…it was awful.

I turn around and look through the kitchen door. "Where is he anyway? I haven't seen him yet and the suite is unusually quiet…" I trail off as Watari smiles at me.

"I'm not sure, perhaps you should go look for him." He turns back to whatever he was doin' and I stand from my chair to leave.

"Yeah…I guess I'll go do that…" I give him a suspicious look as I pass through the kitchens' door.

Well that was fuckin' weird…it's like he wanted to get rid of me…

I walk down the hall, past my room and into our work area, which is still littered with evidence of yesterday's efforts. I stop a minute to pick up a few pages off the floor and straighten up the table.

What would they do without me? I sigh as I put my hands on my hips. No Ryuzaki here…maybe he's in his room. I glance across the room to Ryuzaki's partially open door. Could he be sleeping? Is that why Watari wanted me to look for him? A smile crosses my face at the thought of catching Ryuzaki sleeping. Should I scare him awake? Or sneak up and take a picture?

I quickly make my way across the room, my socks silent on the carpeted floor. I test push the door and it doesn't make a sound. A grin forms on my face as I get ready to sneak in. Okay, on three…one…two…THREE!

In a quick fluid movement I push the door open and slide into the room. The lights are off and the curtains are drawn, creating utter darkness. Slowly I make my way over to the side of the bed.

I think maybe I'll just take a picture…yeah, proof that Ryuzaki actually does sleep…

Suddenly the lights flick on in the room blinding the ever loving shit outta me. I cover my eyes and backpedal from the pain.

"Ahh! Son of a bitch!"

"Oh. Hello there Suzuki." My eyes adjust to the light and I freeze. I've been caught...I spin around to where Ryuzaki's voice is coming from and my heart jumps into my throat.

Oh my god...

I can barely breathe, the only thing I can do is stare at him...and his exposed torso. I breathe in shakily and look him up and down.

I...he...shower...towel...

Ryuzaki is standing in the doorway to the bathroom with one towel around his waist and one towel on his head. He reaches up with his left (my left) hand and begins to dry his hair.

Oh my god...

My eyes wander around his sleek frame as my heart starts to pound. He's thin, but toned...I can see every outline of his muscles. You can definitely tell that he's a martial artist. My eyes travel from his defined abs down to where his towel wraps around his waist, the 'v' of his hips peeking over the top of it, just asking to be explored. I have to pull my eyes up an away from it before it makes me do something I'll later regret, I instead go back to his torso, past those toned abs, past his collar bones that always peek out at me, and finally up to those onyx orbs he calls eyes. I swallow rather hard as he shifts; his hair is flat against his face accentuating how pale he is and the circles under his eyes. I realize now that I haven't responded to him.

"H-hi R-ryuzaki." I barely manage to stutter it out; his eyes go from normal boredom to concern. He takes a step toward me.

"Is everything alright?" My heart skips as a lock of untame-able hair falls in front of his eye. I can practically hear my heart pounding in my ears.

I quickly spin around and face the other way toward the bedroom door, covering my mouth with my hand. With my back to him I can actually think straight.

"Y-yeah I'm perfectly fine Ryuzaki." My fuckin' heart is just hell bent on jumping out of my chest...

I hear him walk over somewhere behind me and the rustle of paper, but I don't turn around for fear if staring again. He rips whatever paper he was writing on and comes up behind me. I can feel the heat from his shower radiating off his body, smell the scent of his chocolate body wash. My body reacts and it takes all of my being not to turn around and grab him around the shoulders and kiss him 'till we're both blue in the face. I shake all the dirty thoughts from my head as he extends the note to me; I see it out of the corner of my eye.

"If you say so. Well, since you're here would you be able to go to the store and pick up a few things for me?" I glance down at the note as he crinkles it slightly. I take a deep breath as I realize this is my chance to escape. I quickly snatch the note from him and get the fuck outta there.

"Yep sure thing Ryuzaki, I'll go do that right now, see ya later bye." I practically run toward the front door of the suite, I pull on my boots as fast as I can and grab the keys to the Mercedes. "Bye Watari, gotta go run errands for Ryuzaki be back later!" I don't wait for him to say anything, I just leave and before I know it, I'm in the elevator heading down.

I lean against the wall of the elevator and sigh.

Fuck...

I put my hand to my chest and feel my still rapid heartbeat. I lean my head back against the cold metal elevator wall.

I don't even know what to think...the image of Ryuzaki in a towel just keeps comin' to mind. Don't get me wrong, it was amazing...but completely threw me off. It was disorienting and distracting as hell...well I'm technically his girlfriend and that should make it fine, but that's the first time I've ever seen him shirtless like that...well there was that one time when he tried to strip in front of me but...I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel like this relationship is just for show...then again, maybe that's what being Ryuzaki's girlfriend is like...nothing changes, you just get a new title.

I sigh as the elevator doors ding and open to reveal the hotels entrance hall. I gently push off the wall and head to the parking garage where the Mercedes is parked.

My stomach growls as I step out into the garage, I groan and regret leaving before i could eat something.

I should have eaten...shit...

I hit a button on the key-fob and the Mercedes chirps happily, signaling that she's unlocked her doors for me. Partially naked Ryuzaki pops into my head again as I slide into her seat and sigh.

That image is forever burned into my brain...I'll never be able to look at him the same way again... I lean forward and rest my head against the steering wheel. Alright, get it together! You have a job to do, you can fantasize later.

I take a deep breath and ready myself before turning over the Mercedes and clicking my seat belt in. I lean back and dig the grocery list out of my pocket, reading it.

This just has different Ryuzaki snacks on it...and ice-cream...wait, what's this one here? Ah shit! I have to go to the other side of town for this one! What time is it now? I glance down at the radio's clock. Damn noon already...no wonder I'm hungry...better stop for food before I do the list...

I put the Mercedes in reverse, back out of the spot, and leave the parking garage, ready to start my adventure that is Ryuzaki's errands.

Shouldn't take too long, right? It's just some groceries...

. . .

April 13th, 5:30pm

'Shouldn't take too long it's just some groceries, right?'

Boy was that statement fuckin' wrong...Ryuzaki and Watari called me four different times, each! And they had more errands for me to do each time. Errands! On my birthday! It's like they don't even know...I even stopped by the hospital to check on the Chief...I may have complained a bit too...He said that it was alright for me to vent to him and he wished that my day would get better. Sachiko stopped by too while I was there; she quickly went into mom mode, saying how Ryuzaki shouldn't make me work so hard on my birthday and how she was sorry that she didn't know about it ahead of time because she would have thrown me a party or made me a cake. I had teared up at that...For her, a woman I barely know, to act like more of a mother than my adoptive mother...just kinda touched my heart...I ended up leaving after that and I waited until I was in the car before letting the waterworks loose...that's kinda about where I am now; on my way back to the hotel, the Mercedes semi-full with odds and ends from my trip around town. Some groceries, some dry-cleaning, and a few other things; luckily though, everything should be able to come up in one trip.

I pull the old Mercedes back into her spot in the garage and turn off her engine.

Alright, time to get all this crap upstairs.

. . .

It doesn't take long for me to get everything upstairs, and as I thought, it only takes one trip.

I push the door open with my foot and call into the suite.

"Guys I'm back!" With all your shit...

Watari emerges from the kitchen with a smile and takes the bags from my hands as I kick off my boots.

"Ah, thank you for running the errands today Miss." I sigh as I open the hall closet and hang up the dry cleaning.

I have no idea where this goes...

"No problem Watari." I stretch my arms above my head as my stomach growls. Watari seems to hear it...somehow.

"You must be hungry, Miss. Why don't you go ahead and wash up. Oh, and I picked out something that might be to your liking, I left it on the bed. If you'd try it on I'd like to see if I got the size correct. I raise my eyebrow at him suspiciously.

"Yeah...sure thing Watari..." I head to my room, but glance back a few times at the old man.

Is he planning something?

. . .

I step through my doorway and immediately look to my bed as I shut the door behind me. There is a black dress sitting on it, I step closer to examine it. I pick the dress up by its shoulders and hold it to myself. I walk over to the floor length mirror on the closet door and check myself out.

The dress is black with a swooping "U" for the neck; holding it up it seems to reach down to about half my thigh.

I think the kids these days call this a skater dress, little odd for Watari to pick this out for me, but hey, I won't turn down free clothes.

I hold out one of the sleeves to measure how long they are; Watari seems to have taken my sleeve length pet peeve into consideration because they are a tad bit longer than my reach. However, the arms are thin so the sleeves might be a bit tight.

I glance around the room looking for some indicator that maybe this is a birthday present in disguise, but there's no hint of that anywhere. I sigh lightly.

Well, better wash up before I try it on.

I set the dress down on the back of one if the chairs before proceeding into my bathroom. It doesn't take long for me to wash my face and hands and soon I find myself stepping out of my old ripped jeans and into the slimming black dress.

I stare in awe at my reflection as I smooth out the dress. It's tight, but in a form fitting way, it goes down to my waist before there is actually a hem that makes the lower half flow out like flower petals. The swooped neck goes down just enough for you to be able to see my crescent moon necklace and collarbones, but stays up high enough to where you can't see my cleavage...or lack thereof. The sleeves, as I thought, are slightly long and reach to about half my hand.

I reach up in a stretch to test them and they only slide down to my wrist.

Damn he's good.

A smile crossed my face as I do a little spin to check the way it flows.

Wow…

KNOCK KNOCK

My heart nearly jumps out of my chest at the sound of the knock and I quickly walk over to answer it. I only open it a crack before realizing it's Watari, but then I opening it fully. I outstretch my arms and spin.

"Well?"

The old man smiles. "My, you look absolutely radiant, Miss." I giggle like a schoolgirl.

"Radiant? I think that's a bit much, I think we can stop at just pretty for today." Watari laughs at me.

"You don't give yourself enough credit, Miss." I blush instantly and glance back at the mirror.

Well I guess I do look pretty good…

"You should show Ryuzaki, I'm sure he'll be speechless." My heart skips at the mention of his name.

"Oh Watari…I don't know about that…"

"Nonsense. Just go and show him, I believe he's in the living room." He gives me a self-esteem boosting smile and moves out of my way and into the hall. I look away from him and at my reflection. I put my thumb to my mouth like Ryuzaki does when he's thinking.

Should I show him? I mean after all it's just a dress right? Maybe he'll stop and stare like the day I had on eyeliner.

A wide grin consumes my face as I finally decide.

"Alright; I'll show him." Watari extends his arm into the hall, urging me to go.

"Excellent!" I walk past him, my heart pounding as I practically skip to the living room.

. . .

As I run to the living room I can barely contain my excitement.

"Ryuzaki, look what-" I stop dead in my tracks and stare at the scene before me, my heart jumping to my throat.

"Suzuki…welcome back, you look…beautiful." I hear Ryuzaki's voice, but it doesn't fit with what I'm seeing. I blink a few times and wait for the image to change. I even rub my eyes, but the sight in front of me remains.

There is a table set for two over by the window, plates, flowers, candles, the whole shebang. Happy Birthday balloons float everywhere, while streamers hang from the ceiling. I stare in shock as I now see my very own panda-eyes, frog-like-sitting, new socially-inept-boyfriend-Ryuzaki, standing next to the table holding a bouquet of roses…in a suit…

Reality finally sets in and I can't hold back my tears this time. I put my hands up to hide them and hear what sounds like Ryuzaki setting the roses down. The happy tears flow like a waterfall and no matter how hard I try they just won't stop. Through the sound of my sobs I can hear the shuffle of fabric as Ryuzaki seems to come my way. I smell his chocolatey body wash as the weight of long awkward arms surround me.

I let my hands fall to the side as I finally stop crying enough to look up at him. He looks down at me with eyes that I've never seen him wear before. These eyes aren't the normal, boring, dead eyes he's famous for; these eyes are filled with concern…and…love…

"I'm sorry if I upset you. I've been reading up on relationships and they said that this is what a woman would want for her birthday, but it seems I may have done something wrong…this was supposed to make you happy…"

He remembered…but more than that…he actually cares and planned this to surprise me…

I pull back gently and rub the rest of my tears away with the back of my hand.

"I'm not sad Ryuzaki, these are happy tears…no one has ever done this for me before. I can't believe you planned all this." He sticks his hands in his pockets and shifts uncomfortably.

"Well…I thought I'd ask Watari's opinion and he insisted on going all out when I mentioned that we're in a relationship now…not that I'm entirely certain as to what that means…so most of it was at his behest…including this…" He gestures to his suit and for a split second his eyes go back to normal and I chuckle lightly.

"What would you do without him, Ryuzaki?" The side of his mouth picks up into a grin.

"We best hope we never have to find out." We stand there for an awkward second before he extends his arm toward the table. "Shall we?" I smile the brightest smile I have ever smiled in my entire life and take him by the arm.

"We shall." We walk over to the table and Ryuzaki stops to pull out my chair. I notice his movements are shaky and robotic, like he's rehearsed this a thousand times, but he's nervous he'll mess up.

I sit down, careful not to wrinkle my dress as he walks to the other side of the table. I touch the head of one of the roses, surprised at how soft it actually is. Watari enters the room with a devilish grin; he has a vase in his hand.

"You sneaky old man, I can't believe you planned this." He picks up the roses and places them in the vase.

"Whatever do you mean, Miss." I give him a suspicious look and he chuckles before returning to the kitchen.

I turn my head to the window as the sun paints in an orange hue across the sky. Watari returns with the clearing of his throat and a waiter's food cart. My stomach growls at a familiar smell.

Is that Chicken Parmigiana?

My mouth begins to water at the smell as Watari serves both Ryuzaki and I. I glance at Ryuzaki suspiciously. "You're actually gonna eat this?" He looks up from the small portion on his plate; hesitation in his eyes.

"I think I will give Italian another try tonight…" My heart swells in my chest and I can't help but smile.

Watari places two wine glasses in front of us. "Would you care for wine, Miss?" I cringe slightly, but then I realize that he's waiting for my response before he opens the bottle.

"No thank you Watari, the usual will do just fine." He smiles and puts the wine back in the ice bucket on the cart, bringing out a can in its place. I grin at his consideration. He pops open the can and gently pours it into my wine glass; careful not to let the carbonation overflow. He does the same for Ryuzaki, but with some other liquid; I don't ask what it is.

"Dinner is served, enjoy." Before I can even say 'thank you' Watari disappears.

I cut up a piece of chicken and gently place it in my mouth. My taste buds explode at the flavor, leaving my jaw aching for more.

"Watari is the best cook in the world." I cover my mouth with my hand as I speak because…well frankly I'm an animal that chews and talks with her mouth full.

Ryuzaki swirls pasta onto his fork and places it in his mouth. He's hesitant and I can tell that he's not used to this type of food, but he doesn't seem to hate it.

"Indeed…"

We continue to make small talk throughout dinner, but mostly I just shove food in my face.

"You know, one of the articles said to bring you to a carnival with a Ferris wheel, but I'm not sure there are any this early in the season."

I stop my fork just inches from my mouth. "Oh yeah? With my luck we'd get stuck at the top, or worse, the whole thing would break and we'd fall to our untimely death…Kira wouldn't have to know out names then, he'd just have to control someone else-oh sorry…that was morbid wasn't it…" I shrink down in my chair mentally scolding myself for being so awkward.

"That would be rather unfortunate…and odd. Greatest Detective in the world L; goes to carnival, dies in Ferris wheel accident. Seems like something Kira might be responsible for." He brushes off my awkwardness and I sigh in relief.

"After everything I've been though, all the danger, all the-just terrible shit…just to be killed by a fall or machinery malfunction, I think I'd feel gipped." I chuckle slightly as Ryuzaki sips his drink. I sigh and pretend that I'm not a mess. I look down slightly and my eyes go wide.

Wait a minute! I didn't notice it before, but he's actually sitting normally!

I recover and sip my own drink while I pretend to ignore what I've just realized as we finish our meal. After a few minutes Ryuzaki rises and come to my side of the table, his chocolatey scent makes my heart sip as he outstretches his hand. I glance up at him confused, but then he smiles nervously and I take it anyway.

He walks me over to the window and we watch as the sun finally makes its way to the horizon. The earlier orange has changed to a painting of not just orange, but blues and purples as well. The lights of the building resemble the night sky, each window a star on the back silhouette of its home building.

Ryuzaki gives a sad sigh and I turn to him. "You must forgive me…I didn't get you anything…I couldn't decide on a gift…All the sites said that women like jewelry, but you don't wear anything other than your crescent moon, so I was unsure." I reach up and touch my necklace tearing up a little again.

He put so much thought into all of this…it sounds like he was planning an anniversary…

I look at him, his eyes are sad, his lips pouting slightly; he really seems upset. Suddenly the image of him in a towel flashes in my mind as I notice his coat and tie is gone, along with the top two button of his shirt. His collar bones are peeking through the opening of his shirt, almost as if calling to me, asking me to run my hands across them.

"Ryuzaki…"I pull my eyes back up to his. "There is something I want…that you can give me right now…and you don't even have to go out and buy it." He seems to perk up slightly.

"There is?" I nod at him.

"Close your eyes…" I can see the wheels turning in his mind as he realizes what I want. His pale face turns a light pink and he fidgets slightly.

"I-I've never done that before-" My heart sinks.

Maybe I pushed him too far…maybe he's not ready…maybe he doesn't want to kiss me…

"If you don't want to…that's okay." I turn back to the window to hide my shame, but then Ryuzaki steps in and gently places a hand on my face, guiding it back to face his. He takes in a deep breath.

"Please…close your eyes…" My eyes go wide for a second as my heart pounds loudly in my chest. After another second I close my eyes and wait patiently.

Dear lord if this is a dream don't let me wake up!

Suddenly there is a soft pressure against my lips as Ryuzaki's meet mine. My heart does flips as I feel the softness of one hand on my face while the other seems to find my lower back. His lips are soft and I have to hold myself back from wanting more. I wrap my arms around his neck as he slightly intensifies our kiss. I moan softly as wasn't grows in my stomach; I want to run my fingers through his hair, I want him to pick me up and press me against the wall, I want him to kiss me until I can't breathe, I want him to carry me to the bedroom, I want…him…

From outside I can only imagine how awkward our kiss must look, but from behind closed eyes, my heart is fluttering and my body is aching for more. Ryuzaki is the first to break our kiss and my eyes flutter open as the pressure of his soft lips leaves my own. His normally pale face is tinted pink, from embarrassment or excitement I don't know. He takes a step back, placing his hands in his pockets nervously.

"I've never done that before, was it alright?" He stares at me with a concerned look.

He's never kissed anyone before? You'd never guess…that was the best kiss I think I've ever experienced.

My heart melts as he awaits my answer. "Yes Ryuzaki, best kiss I've ever had…and best birthday." I smile brighter than ever. He smiles too, but then suddenly it fades.

"I'm sorry to cut out night short, but…I think I've had enough excitement for one day…I hope you'll understand."

There he goes…retreating again…

Internally I want to die, but on the outside, for his sake, I smile. "It's alright Ryuzaki, I understand. Go and have some quiet time, you did so well today you deserve it."

Before he can respond I hear the front door open and someone shouts out to me.

"Suzuki! Are you ready to get wasted?!" I recognize immediately as Matsuda; Ryuzaki seems to as well because he picks up his suit jacket and tie and retreats towards his room.

Matsuda walks in just in time to see that Ryuzaki was actually wearing a suit and he just looks back and forth between me and Ryuzaki's closed door.

"Was he just-were you two-are you two-" He can't get the words out, but I know now that the cat is out of the bag. I shrug and look longingly past Matsuda and his bag of assorted alcohol at the door that separates Ryuzaki and me.

April 13th; today was the day that I turned 22. What does one do on a 22nd birthday you might ask? Well, today is the day that Ryuzaki and I kissed and then I got really, really drunk.

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