Home- death note fanfic (LxOC)

Chapter 15

       She climbed back into her room, taking of her helmet. M ran her fingers through her hair and tied it in a braid. She glanced at her watch. It was 2 am. It didn't take her long to explain her plan to Misa. But after that, she couldn't leave. There was something that urged her to stay with Misa. She had the same feeling for Naomi when she was still alive. She would go to her apartment only planning to spend a few minutes there. But, for many years, minutes turned into hours. Sometimes even a whole day!

       Then, Naomi met raye. M met him many times before during cases and missions. She never really cared about his personal life and how he treated people once. But now that this man was dating her best friend she needed to know more. She spent many hours talking with L about him. And she trusted him. Naomi seemed to be happy. Then came their engagement. Oh how shocked she was when Raye told her he was going to purpose. She planned the surprise and kept Naomi busy while L made sure everything was alright. He didn't really seem interested in any of it at first, but she had forced him to take part. And watari already had enough things to handle.

      When Raye and Naomi got engaged, she didn't see her best friend in a long time. Then, Misa suddenly wasn't that busy anymore. But that only lasted for a while. Misa had photoshoots, recording, music video filming and stuff. Usually M would come along.
Misa's manager didn't mind.

       She sat up, looking at the photo of her and L when they were 14. They were so different compared to now. She wondered if there would be a time where they would be the same. Where everyone could live in a world where darkness didn't exist. Where they wouldn't be a war. But she knew that it would only be a dream. Because such a world would never exist.

       For there would be no world if darkness didn't exist. And if It was a world with only light, eventually, there will be a speck of darkness in it. Every creature, there will be a speck of darkness. But sometimes, even the most darkest people have a speck of light in them. That was what she believed at least. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She turned her head and asked who it was.

    "The guy that you love but can't really trust anymore so you're ignoring him"

       She gave a soft laugh. It was L.

       "Oh, you mean the guy that I love but probably doesn't like me back and only used me to get answers for his case?" She replied. She realized it sounded harsh, but it was what she thought.

       Without even asking again he opened the door. "Don't just enter my room like that! I could've been changing!!" She exclaimed, standing up.

       "I wouldn't mind actually" he replied, shrugging. She could've sworn her face was as red as a tomato. She grabbed the pillow on her bed and threw it to his face "SHUT UP!" She yelled in embarrassment. The pillow fell to the ground and he rubbed his cheek. She gasped and ran towards him. "Oh god, I'm so sorry!" She said.

       "When was the last time you hit me with a pillow that hard?" He asked still rubbing his cheek.

       "When we were 12" she said, shrugging. 

       Wait, there must be a reason why he's here. She sighed and turned, walking to her bed then sitting down. "What do you want?" She asked, looking up. He looked at her for a minute the. Slowly walked to her. He sat beside her. She still wasn't looking at him, even though he was.

       "I didn't use you M. Why do you think that?" He asked. She sighed through her nose and looked down.

       "After what happened, I know that you'd be willing to use me. You've done many things to get answers on cases before. And I thought that..maybe it was a mistake to confess to you that night." She replied.

       Then he touched her hand, his in hers. She was warm. A sort of warm that made him feel.. Different. "How many time must I say I'm sorry?" He said. "I don't know" she replied, resting her head on her shoulder. Love is confusing really, she thought. A few minutes later he rested his head on hers. 

       "You do know I love you right?" He said.

       "Yeah, I know. I love you too" she closed her eyes as he kissed her forehead. When she opened her eyes he was looking at her. Staring into her eyes. She stared back, slightly  blushing. She ran his fingers through his hair as he cupped her cheek. Their other hands still held, intertwining.

       "After this case is over... You won't have to worry" he said. L could see the look of confusion in her eyes. "We can stop, we can go somewhere else" her eyes widened. "But are you sure? L, you've been doing this for your whole life. Are you sure you want to give it up?" She asked he smiled slightly. "We've been doing this our whole life M. And I guess" he replied calmly. She leaned closer and pressed her lips on his. He kissed back, holding her shoulders. They pulled apart.

       "Must we always do this?" She asked, smiling.

        "Yes we must" he replied, kissing her again. Fiercer this time.   His lips then trailed down her neck, then back up. They looked into each others eyes for a moment. He then pinned her on the bed, kissing her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck. And that night, every single one of their problems disappeared. As they only saw each other.

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       Meiko opened the door and went downstairs completely dressed. She hummed happily as she sat in her chair, facing her desk. Ignoring the squad members who were starring at her as if she was an alien. Even Near and Watari noticed her strange mood.

       Suddenly L came down and kissed her forehead before sitting down on his chair which made them stare even more. "Morning" he greeted, holding her hand under the desk. "Morning" she replied, smiling warmly.

       Matsuda made a vomiting action behind them. Aizawa covered his small laugh by slapping his shoulder. Awkwardly, the rest of them continued their work.

       M jumped slightly as the alarms were triggered, red lights flashing. She swore under her breath and stood up. She entered the pass code on the keypad, everyone else behind her. When the doors opened, she ran inside. She stopped in front of Mikami's cell and swore, running her hand through her hair.

Mikami wasn't there. He had escaped.