《Unstable (L x Reader)》Chapter Nine: Time Flies
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(name) just went into my arms as I slowly draped them on her back. I could feel her just fully relaxing. I don't think I have ever felt her like this. I hugged her tight. And now I see from her point of view. She really has fallen for me and I could easily get used to her loving me and so I guess that would mean I love her too. I think this is starting something. I'm not sure how it will end and I'm not sure how we will keep it afloat with my constant work schedule but I know she is a flexible human being, plus she is smart and she would be able to figure out something. I never want to let her go back to that place they do indeed call a mental hospital, because it is no place for her. I then noticed my hands raising themselves and combing through her soft hair. It was wavy and followed the flow of my fingers. Then I let go and I could see tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Don't cry, there's no need to cry." "But I'm so happy, I've never been happy until I met you. So I think I have the right to cry.... Tears of joy."
A lot of time has passed by and a lot has changed. I will not be giving a summary since it was such a long time between that intimate moment I had with L and now. Me and Light have become great friends in that time, though he was confined for 50 days, I did talk to him through a mic to keep him company. But as time has caught up to me now there's a new Kira. I'm well aware who the first one was, thanks to my "gifts". And after the second Kira thing already happened I figured L was right with this Misa Amane girl being the other Kira. But everything has been going good, we have a lead on who might have Kira's powers at the moment and that is doing the killings as I speak. His name.. Well since I can be bad with names his last name is Hiuchi and he has been doing killings for his own personal gain. Light and L deduced that together while I watched around the corner. Honestly sometimes I doubt if I'm of any use at all. Maybe L might find it handy that I'm getting close to Light so he can figure things out with my help. But as the day flew through night fell and there was a meeting going on in our new headquarters. I walked over and saw everyone sitting down talking about how to take down the Higuchi guy. This I knew would be easy for me to help out with, he was a predictable human being, so I chimed in with, "You gotta bait him." L then asked me, "Well bait him with what?" "Well we gotta make a juicy announcement and use Matsuda since he faked his death so he can release it on tv but not. That's the whole baiting part." "That sounds like a good plan, we will elaborate, thanks for the help (name)." "No problem, don't forget that I exist or anything." Then I walked off to my new room. After a bit of time passed by I could hear the room being emptied out of people. People were leaving to go home. But then L came through my door. "What did you mean by what you said earlier?" "Well lately I have felt invisible." "Well I know you're here, you getting close to Light has actually been very useful." "Really? I figured though... but is that all I have been in use for besides what I mentioned earlier?" "I mean there wasn't much else you could have helped with, we were pretty much sitting around waiting for Kira to strike again so there was not much to do." "Well that makes me feel a bit better I guess." I then began to yawn. "I assume you feel like sleeping?" "Yeah I guess." I then got up and grabbed my pajamas, but L was still sitting on my bed. "You can leave you know." "I don't want to leave." "Well then cover your eyes!" I shouted. His hands quickly flew up onto his face and then his eyes were covered. I changed super fast and began brushing my teeth. I quickly spat out my toothpaste and then got into my bed. L was still there and then I finally understood why he wouldn't leave, he wanted cuddles. I mean there's nothing wrong with that. As I layed down he was facing me. Then I felt an urge inside me and then I kissed him. I mean yeah he kissed back, but it was still very unexpected. Then I nuzzled up inside his arms and felt that warm feeling again. I then quickly fell asleep. The next morning I woke up and L was still there, his eyes were closed, though he looked to be a light sleeper. I kissed him on the cheek to wake him up and then his eyes opened onto mine. He gave me a kiss on the cheek back and then we bid each other good morning as we got up and started getting ready for this busy day ahead of us. Since we were going to catch Higuchi with the insanely intricate plan we had formulated yesterday. We had to prepare for everything and we knew very well that would take us all day. And when nightfall came things were beginning to start happening. First we got cameras in Higuchi's house and car and we watched as he was watching the tv special we made up to begin and that really got him going, it was really obvious. Then with my very own eyes I watched the man grab his bag, a certain notebook..., and jump into his expensive car and he began speeding down the speedway. While the three of us were closely watching footage of the man in his car he began talking. He was talking to a shinigami, I could see her. Her name was Rem and this got L and Light very confused since they could not see her. I managed to help them out a bit by grabbing a dry erase marker and drawing his outline and I explained to them that I understood that he had a killer madness sort of thing going on and this creature was like his conceanse. I guess I could have explained that better because I got L and Light confused but they understood eventually. I mean the only way I saw Rem was with my other eye, my shinigami eye from my dad. And I haven't told anyone except Light who figured it out on his own very early on about my eye. I mean I keep it hidden a lot with my hair, and the only person who probably has seen it is L. I mean I just told him it was an odd birth defect that I had two different colored eyes, but that was a lie, and he never figured it out. But back to the now. We watched Higuchi make some frustrating phone calls that I could have not listened to but then as my attention came back to me I heard him mention Matsuda, though using his fake name we gave him to hide his identity. He drove off looking for his file which was perfect according to our plan. Everything was going great. After he couldn't find his file he began speeding down the road to the TV station on his way to kill him. But of course we planned for this as well and changed the people in the station to mannequins. In his car though his demeanor changed, I could hear him making the deal for the shinigami eyes which I would never do, for obvious reasons, and he even killed a cop. It was scary to watch since it was so fast and sudden but we weren't able to do anything. And once Higuchi arrived he had him cornered... for a second. We were not completely aware he had a gun and when we did he caught us off guard and shot Mr. Yagami. I might have accidentally let out a little smirk creep on my face but once we confirmed he was ok and being rushed to a hospital it disappeared and Higuchi began talking to the shinigami again. But as he drove we had our plan continuing without flaw, except for the gun shot, but then we had him cornered on the freeway. As we noticed everything was all sorted out the three of us, after we tied up Misa at the HQ, we got into a helicopter and flew down to the scene. And we had our suspect Higuchi surrounded thanks to an old friend who joined us once again, Aizawa.
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