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Sweet Little Mistery ch4

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L watched as Kokukan spun in a circle away from him as they wandered around just wasting time. He noted how graceful she had become; she was no longer the clumsy teen he had once known. Kokukan stumbled as she, momentarily, lost her balance making L chuckle. 'Well, maybe not as clumsy,' L said to himself.
Kokukan heard him snicker, "What's so funny, huh?"
L smiled at her, "Nothing, I was just remembering how klutzy you used to be."
She rolled her eyes and laughed, "Well you weren't the Prince of Grace either. Actually you were more klutzy than I was."
"Still am," he muttered as she ballet-walked back to him. He looked at her curiously.
"I took both gymnastics dance lessons after three years of begging," She explained, "I actually choreograph for different people. Some of the music videos that involve real dancing are my work." L was surprised. He never expected her to become a dancer of any kind, let alone create dance for TV.
'Just goes to show you, L, you don't know everything. Especially about her,' his inner voice sneered.
"So what have you been up to these past seven years," she asked as she took his hand again.
L shrugged, "I've become the top three detectives of the world. Nothing much really." Kokukan became quiet, out of either embarrassment or shock.
"How is that even possible?"
L smiled, "It's mostly just a ruse. The top three detectives are all one in the same… Me. Just to throw off all the people who would like to kill me."
Kokukan just shook her head. "I wish you weren't involved in any of this Kira mess. I've only just found you… I don't want to have to go through losing you all over again." L looked down at Kokukan, for once wishing that he wasn't either.
Something sweet and lovely floated through the air to his ears, sounding near yet far at the same time. L looked at Kokukan, who was gazing into the setting sun. 'She's singing!'
Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign
Instead there's only silence, can't you hear my screams?
Never stop hoping, I need to know where you are;
But one thing is for sure, you're always in my heart.
I'll find you someday;
I'll keep on trying, Until my dying day,
I just need to know, whatever has happened;
The truth will free my soul.
As the last note faded into the now semi-starry sky, L gazed down at the amazingly talented woman next to him. His heart was filled with something he hadn't felt in many years. Kokukan let out a slight sigh as she looked from the horizon to L's face, an unfathomable expression on her face.
L suddenly wrapped his long arms around her and held her as close to him as physically possible. She gripped him by the back of his shirt and buried her face in the crook of his neck and he was grateful for showering the previous day. He felt something warm and wet slide down this neck and seep into the cloth of his shirt. 'Oh god, what did I do wrong?' he thought.
"Kokukan? What is it? What did I do? Oh god, I did something wrong didn't I?" He looked at her, eyes larger than normal, and lifted her head, franticly wiping her tears away with his long fingers.
Kokukan smiled through her gentle tears and grabbed his hands, stilling them. "The only thing you've done is reconnect me with my most favorite person in the world," she said, gazing into his dark grey eyes. L thought his heart would burst.
He leaned down and brushed his soft, pale lips against her forehead; then touched them to her nose. He finally kissed her lips in an achingly gentle way that had them both wanting more. Which, of course, was the idea. Kokukan clutched him even closer by his shirt. L gratefully complied by angling his mouth so that she could have easy access to do whatever she wanted to do to him and also 'accidentally' causing their bodies to press even closer. He could feel the lines of her body from her hips to her breast.
He pressed his lips more firmly to her mouth as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He opened his mouth just enough to brush her warm lips with his tongue. All he really expected was to just to get a taste of her lips when she surprised him by opening for him and meeting his tongue with hers. He couldn't control himself when he buried his hand in her dark, silky tresses, gripping the nape of her neck and slowly began devouring her sweet mouth as his want for her increased. Kokukan responded by sinking her hands in his hair as well and he felt her pull her face back as she grimaced.
'Oh shit,' he thought, 'I may have bathed but I didn't shampoo.' Which, explained why she had pulled away and was now trying to extract her hands as gently as possible.
"Um… Ryuga, why is your hair so… greasy?" She had freed one hand and was working on removing the other. He hunched over even more so she wouldn't have to stay on her toes.
"I… um… I don't take showers very often and when I do, I don't use shampoo… I swear it's for my hairstyle," he lied about the last part if for no other reason than to have an excuse. He had never been embarrassed about much of anything before, but now he was so ashamed, he would do anything just to be able to go take a long cleansing shower and wash is hair at least three times before being in her presence ever again.
When her hand was, at last, free she looked as him curiously. "Don't worry about it. Just remind me next time and I won't fondle your hair. I shoulda known, guys are way more obsessed with their hair than they used to be," she just shrugged and wiped her hands on her jeans.
"Careful, the grease may stain," he muttered, causing her to laugh until she noticed his shamed expression. She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look her in the eye.
"Lawliet," she whispered, "it is okay. As long as I have you back, I wouldn't have cared if you had pierced your face and tattooed your entire body to the point where no one could recognize you. You would still be my Lawliet." She kissed him gently then grabbed his hand, leading him once again.
"Well, I should probably be getting back. Everyone is probably wondering where I am," Kokukan said reluctantly.
"You staying at Light's?" She nodded. L shuddered as a wave of jealously washed through him. "I wish you weren't," he muttered under his breath.
Kokukan just laughed knowingly. "Well my brothers are too rowdy for us to get a hotel room and not have to pay extra for damages. They pay more respect to a relative's home than a hotel any way." She looked up at L hopefully, "Is there any chance that I might get to see you again before we leave?"
L thought for a moment. 'Don't do it man! You're supposed to stay an anonymous being! If you do that Light might get it and if he's Kira you're so dead!' His inner voice warned. But, he wanted to see Kokukan for as long as he could before she left.
He dug in his pockets for a moment before he pulled out one of his cell phones and handed it to Kokukan. "I'm giving this to you so I can contact you without giving you my number. Please don't-"
"Don't tell anyone that I have your phone," she finished for him.
L nodded, "Especially Light; He's the last person that needs to know of it." Kokukan looked puzzled but nodded, as she tucked it into her pocket.
"How will I know when it's you calling me?"
"The number will appear as 'untraceable' and I'm going to make it where only I can call that phone. Also, don't tell Light that you and I know each other from before. He may try to get information about me from you," he paused to ponder how safe it was for her to know about his suspicions about her cousin.
"You think he's Kira don't you," she guessed. L looked at her in shock. Kokukan smiled, "I may be a dancer but I'm not stupid. Why else would you be so wary of Light?"
L laughed, "Well, you got me there." L felt relieved that she didn't get upset at the fact that her cousin was a Kira suspect. "Are you surprised?"
Kokukan mused for a moment before answering. "Not really. I never thought he was quite right… He's too smart and rather childish. However, I don't think he's Kira. At least not entirely anyway." L nodded.
"I guess I should get you home," he said pulling out his other phone and calling Watari. "Could you come pick me and my friend up please," he asked when Watari answered.
"Yes sir, I have your location from the GPS in your phone so I will be there shortly."
"Thank you." L snapped his phone shut and pulled Kokukan over to a nearby bench.
"You sure you should be taking me home? Light might see you," she said as she snuggled up next to L.
"Light is at headquarters right now. He's helping with the Kira case in order to clear his name," L said as he absently played with her hair.
"Hmmm," hummed Kokukan as she leaned on his shoulder.
He recalled a time, a few months before Kokukan left England, when he could make his Ebony either giggle and twitch violently or fall asleep depending on how he played with her hair. That was his usual way of apologizing after he had upset her in some way. Luckily for him that it, almost, always worked.
He felt Kokukan's weight press into him and it was then that he noticed that she had dozed off. He smiled and leaned his cheek against the top of her head and inhaled her subtle scent of lavender. He wanted her scent all over him; in his skin, his hair, on his clothes, his bed sheets, anywhere and everywhere that was physically possible.
L was pulled out of his fantasy by the sound of Watari pulling up to the curb. L sighed and gently shook Kokukan to wake her. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked around, momentarily dazed. "Come on Ebony, let's get you home," he said as he softly rose from the bench, pulling Kokukan with him. He guided her to the car by her waist and opened the door for her. When he had seated himself, he directed Watari to take them to the Yagami household and then he settled back and pulled Kokukan to face him as he leaned his back against the door. He and Kokukan gazed into each other's eyes as L traced designs on her back; just absorbing the few moments they had with each other.
After Kokukan had been dropped off L felt as if he was going to cry. His arms felt cold and empty without Kokukan there to fill them. Everything seemed grey and lifeless compared to the bright warmth he had been surrounded by for the last several hours.
"Ughn-" L groaned as he flopped over in the seat. "
Something wrong sir?" Watari asked.
L sighed, "I feel like I'm falling from a warm, one thousand story building named Kokukan."
Watari laughed, "Is this the girl you were so attached to in England?"
"Yes…" L murmured. 'Yeah, and what a happy ending that was. You're risking you life for some woman who not only is leaving soon but is also Kira's cousin!' L's inner voice was pissed from being ignored for the last few hours. 'Well you know what? She's fucking worth it so shut the hell up.' He wasn't about to let a little thing like Kira get in the way of his sweet desire.
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