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I spent the next day in almost complete silence. I went to school and came back until L came to my room and almost dragged me out to be in a conference.

"So what do we know so far?" A cop asked. "Well, we know that Kira can only kill with a name and a face, but we're not sure how he does it. And Kira doesn't have to be there to kill. And Kira is childish and hates loosing. I'm also childish and hate loosing." L said softly.

"I don't think you can get more childish than H, though, sir." One person said and a bunch of eyes were on me. I was sitting upside down in a chair, focusing on the ceiling and eating a lollipop. "Huh?" I asked.

"I don't think so either..." L hummed. "What?" I asked, not really listening. "Do you have listening problems?" Man with a moustache asked me gruffly. "What?" I asked again. "You seem to have listening problems." "No, I have paying attention problems. I'm also half deaf in my left ear." I said. "Are you ADD?" Light asked. "Nope. Just don't pay attention well." I smirked.

"Let's get back on track...." L started, and then another girl walked in. "I'm here!" She called. "Ah perfect. Misa, come meet the newest member of our group, H." L said.

She looked at me and I saw her scrutinise me. "You're wearing a skirt." She said and I nodded. "A very short skirt." "Yep." I nodded again. "I can see your underwear." "Okay. What does it look like? I forgot which pair I'm wearing..." I hummed trying to look over between my legs and see.

"H." L said and I looked over. "Sit up. Pay attention." He sighed and I sighed, mocking him, and did so. "And it was blue." Misa pointed out to me. "Dark or light?" "Dark with light green." "Oh okay! Thanks." I nodded and finally turned my attention to the meeting.

They talked a bit more and I was zoning out to things happening inside my head. I folded my hands and put the back of my fingers on my lips and stared at a random spot as I thought.

My head was confusing me. I was thinking about everything and also nothing at the same time. The voices in my head talked faster and my thoughts moved faster than what I could keep up with, so I zoned out a lot to keep up with them. Which is exactly what I was doing now.

"H, just go to your room. I'll get someone to fill you in later. H?" L said, and I heard his voice, I just couldn't snap out of it. "H." He said and snapped his fingers in front of my face and I looked up to meet his eyes. "Shit. Sorry. I'll just... Go..." I said getting up and awkwardly walking out and to my room.

It was almost nighttime, so I got in my PJs, which was a T shirt and my panties, and went over to my bag, which had sleeping pills in it. I shook four into my hand and took them one by one dry.

"You brought drugs here?" L's voice said behind me. I turned back and stared at him. "Not the illegal kind. I don't do those drugs. Those were just sleeping pills." I said and he kept staring. "You took four. I'm sure that isn't the right dosage..." He said and I gave sheepish smile. "Medications don't work too well on me, so if I want them to work, I have to OD a little." I shrugged.

"Sorry about the meeting earlier... I know it doesn't show professionalism." I bit my lip, sitting on my bed. "Nothing you do shows professionalism." He walked over and sat by me, taking a normal seating posture. "But you get things done, so that's enough for me." He shrugged and I smiled. "Okay. Thanks."

"Get some sleep. You need it." He said and I crawled into bed and under the covers. L remained sitting here, and slowly and carefully, he took his hand and started combing through my light lilac hair, spreading it across the pillow.

I never let my eyes stray away from his face. "What are you doing, L?" I asked. "Helping you sleep. Do you want me to stop?" He asked and I shook my head. It feels nice, and that's all I admit.

"How do you know I like having my hair played with?" I asked sleepily. The drugs were kicking in. "Who doesn't like having their hair played with?" He mumbled. "Do you?" "Huh?" "Do you like having someone play and comb through your hair?" I asked.

I drifted off slowly, but not before I heard him whisper out a "yes."

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