Death Note: Life Note

RW Chapter Twenty-Two

A/N: I managed to drag myself away from Sims 3, idk how. It's technically still open... I'll probably return to it after I've posted this chapter XD 

Anyway, I had half of this written last night because I couldn't stop writing XD I'm not satisfied with the last part of this chapter though, idk why. 

Chapter Twenty-Two –

Mello's POV

I stand there stunned as the black-haired girl runs from sight. What did I just do? One minute we're arguing and then I'm –

I can't be attracted to her! No way. She's annoying. She passes out from a silly explosion. Plus she's L's sister. That makes her completely off limits. I shouldn't even be thinking of being attracted to a girl. I have to win against Near. I have to catch Kira before he can. I can't have a girl take up my thoughts or my effort. I can't let her get in the way of my victory.

I hear a door slam shut upstairs and I consider going up there to talk to her.

Maybe leaving her alone would be best?

I should start thinking about how I should defeat Near while I have some free time.

Benihime's POV

I stand under the shower and let the warm water relax my muscles and my pounding heart.

I lean my head back and let the water hit my face, keeping my eyes shut tight.

What happened? Why do I feel so weird about what happened?

Do I like Mello?

Hell no.

He was a member of the Mafia! He's a criminal! I don't even want to know what crimes he committed.

He's so angry too! He always ends up shouting and it pisses me off!

He also kidnapped me! I did go along with him, but I would have been killed if I didn't! Well, I wasn't really much of a prisoner since I was allowed to walk around. I can easily escape now, since we're not exactly at a Mafia base anymore. I doubt he'd let me run back to LA though, I'm fairly certain we're still in New York.

I've never had to deal with boys before. I've grown up being ignored by most. I was the weird kid that no one noticed. Thinking about it, I don't think I've ever had a friend. So it's no surprise that I don't know how to deal with Mello.

I climb out of the shower when I've finished and look around the room desperately for a towel... until I remembered I never brought one in with me. Thinking about it, Abi never stated where the towels are either.

I let out a sigh. My options are to stand and wait for my body to dry off, or make my clothes damp by just putting them on anyway, or ask Mello to get a towel for me.

I open the shower door and step out, I carefully step over to the door – making sure I don't slip on the tiles. I open the door, hiding myself behind it.

"Mello?" I call out. Nothing. "Mello!?" I shout, I hear footsteps run up the stairs and I quickly panic. What if Mello barges into the bathroom thinking I've been hurt? "I forgot a towel." I explain very quickly. I squeeze my eyes shut and pray that he doesn't walk in.

"How can you forget a towel?" He comments, and I hear his footsteps retreat for a brief amount of time. He returns and holds out a towel out through the gap.

I take the fluffy material and mutter a quick "thanks," before shutting the door, making sure his arm is safely away from the frame so I don't injure him.