Saved From My Lonely Existence

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

        The next day I didn't see Kira at any of the classes again. At lunch I had prepared to go over to her place and take her out somewhere but L had stopped me and asked for a tennis match to get to know each other better. So changing my plans I had to run home for my racket and a change of clothes. I just hope Kira remembers to eat. It seems that when she isn't eating with my family she doesn't eat at all. One of the times I was over at her place and she asked me to stay for dinner she had to actually run to the store to pick up something to make for dinner, proving she wasn't keeping food in her house. Sighing as classes finish I change in the men's locker room into my tennis outfit and walk out towards the tennis court. L was already out there holding his tennis racket waiting for me in his usual outfit. Setting my bag on the bench I begin digging through it and removing the cover of my tennis racket before pulling it out. "I have to admit Ryuga, I never thought you'd ask me to play tennis as a way to get to know each other." smiling at him I play as Soichiro Yagami's innocent son. 

"Is it a problem for you?" He asks his expression never changing.

"Not at all, but when you first invited me to play. Did you know how good I was?" I ask as we walk to an open court. 

"Yes, I'll be fine though. Its been a while but at one time I was actually the British junior champion."

If I ask him if he's British would he think I'm trying to find out more about him because I'm Kira? Oh well cant hurt to try. "Ryuga, were you raised in the U.K?"

"I lived in England for about five years when I was younger, but save your breath nothing in that story will reveal L's true identity I promise you." Oh is that so? I ask myself as I look away from him and at the courts. "Well since it's our first match how about we just play a single set first one to 6?"

"That's fine by me." I tell him letting him have the ball first. I watch as he bounces it ten times leaning forward with my knees slightly bent and my racket at the ready I wait for him. When he throws the ball up I narrow my eyes ready to move anyway I have to but when he hit's the ball it suddenly zooms past me. I hear Ryuk make a startled sound of shock as if the ball nearly hit him. My eyes widen at the speed he had sent the ball at me. Was he actually trying to hit me? "15 love." He says as I stand strait to retrieve the ball. How could he hit the ball so hard? 

"Wow Ryuga, you sure don't mess around." I say with a smile a friendly pep in my voice. 

He just stands semi strait still not a single expression showing. "He who strikes first wins."  Retrieving the ball I bounce it as I wonder what he could get out of this match. Playing along I throw the ball and strike it back at him.

*Kira* 

        Looking at my watch I walk onto campus and to the tennis courts. At this time it should be when Ryuga I mean L invites Light to a tennis match. The truth behind my disappearance wasn't because I felt like I needed to stay home to watch the cameras where as I can always pull out my ipad where I have routed all of them to at anytime I wish. But I felt my lack of appearance at school would let the actions take place that was necessary for events to continue going as they should. Sitting on the slope outside of the tennis area I watch as they tennis the ball back and forth. Personally I don't understand the game. And still don't know it well enough to be able to use proper terms.

I just know if it hits outside of the back line it's a point. I also think if the ball hits inside the line twice it's a point but I'm not completely sure on that. Watching them I see them focused on the game as they silently speak to each other with each hit working out the same train of thought as the other. Only like minded people can do that. Which I remember from what my mom and dad told me once. That when you are fighting an opponent as strong as you that you can actually talk when you are fighting. As if each blow sends a particular word or word phrase almost like messages. I'm guessing what they are doing now is the not so violent way of doing the same thing.