Saturday morning

[firm_detective]

It's the morning after the visit from B, about thirty-six hours after he lost consciousness in one of the kitchens, and L is still in bed.

At the moment, he is awake, sipping a cup of tea, trying to think past his fever. A few books (Du côté de chez Swann and Gravity's Rainbow) sit neglected on the nightstand.

There is a knock at the door.

[[Private to firmdetective, lastrunnerup, and misamisal.]]

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[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::Misa enters and nothing looks out of place about her at first, however when she turns and shuts the door with her foot, it appears that under her eyes lie dark half moons. It's almost ironic, considering who she's taking care of, though of course, they are not as dark as L's. Her right hand has a green tinge to it, especially in her thumb and index finger, though it fades near the middle of her forearm. She holds a tray full of food; a bowl of satsumas, grapes, strawberries, and a few bananas, a pitcher of hot tea, and a medium sized pot of hot chicken and lemon rice soup, as well as a few odds and ends. She smiles softly at the two of them::

Hello Mello. How are you? ::she sets the tray down on the coffee table::
Would either of you like something?

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He looks up at her and tries to smile, maybe to look a little bit healthier than he has so far for Mello.*

Misa. Bring the bowl of fruit, and sit.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::she nods:: Alright.

::picking up the bowl of fruit, she walks over to the bed, setting the fruit next to L. She climbs up and gently touches L's forehead witht he back of her hand, then sits cross-legged next to him, facing Mello.::
You feel a bit warm. Would you like a cool cloth?

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He nods.*

Yes, it would help. I think I still have a fever, but it is receding.

*He picks up a grape from the bowl, popping it into his mouth and squeezing the juice from it with his tongue before chewing and swallowing.*

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

... I'm fine, thank you, Miss Amane.

*Mello isn't watching L anymore; instead he's glancing at the wall, though it may not be apparent because of his sunglasses.*

If you need me to get anything, Ryuuzaki...

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He is looking softly at Misa, but shifts his gaze back to Mello.*

Mm? No... no, just keep me informed. I need people I can trust... even people I can't, to be honest, if they at least pass on accurate information.

But I trust you.

*It doesn't matter whether or not this is true.*

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Yes, Ryuuzaki.

*It doesn't matter whether or not this is true. Mello knows better than to blindly trust someone's word, but he trusts L's.*

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::returning from the bathroom with a fresh cloth, she climbs on the bed and gently lays it over L's forehead, smiling softly::

Is that alright?

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*The cool cloth feels good on his forehead.*

Yes, it helps. I think I may need another bath later.

*He catches her hand, bringing it closer to his face to examine it, and frowning.*

Misa, you are not well either. Please stop fussing over me.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::she had been trying to hide her hand but had forgotten in her effort to make him more comfortable. She blushes slightly, a bit embaressed that he's noticed, then again she didn't expect she could actually hide it from him forever...::

Thank you, but I'm alright. ::she covers his hand with her own:: It's more important for you to gain your strength, and I'm going to do everything I can to help the process go as smooth as possible.

::she sits back down on the bed next to him and pulls a handfull of blueberries out of the bowl and begins eating them slowly::

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He takes a strawberry from the bowl, and replies before biting into it.*

If you are ill, it won't help me regain my strength.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::She opens her mouth to protest, but she closes it and smiles softly, nodding:: You're right. I'll take it easy, too. But don't hesitate to ask me for something, okay?

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

*He caresses the back of her hand with the tip of his index finger.*

All right.
Is there any news? Did you see anyone in the kitchen?

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

((ooc: I'm going to go with the kitchen thread the Kira Near has up. (: ))

Yes, the kitchen was quite popular today, but, I guess that's because so many are getting sick. One of the Near's was there making chicken soup and there were a bunch of little action figures around the room, all over the counters and floor. I'm assuming they belonged to him. ::she shrugs slightly::

[firm-detective.livejournal.com]

Which Near? Not the little one, I hope....

*He gestures to Mello.*

The Near who is blind is ill, too. Mello is caring for him.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::she shakes her head:: No, the one who is Kira. ::she realizes that it may not be common knowledge and looks at Mello a second, but smiles slightly, a little embaressed, but figuring since Mello was one of L's successors, he may be able to tell which one that is:: Do you know of him?

::she smiles softly at him now:: Oh, that's wonderful. Are the two of you from the same world?

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

I've heard of him.

We are. I can't have him dying here, it's important that we both get back in one piece.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

That's good. Thank you for looking after him. I was worried about his condition. Are you ill as well? ::she pauses, then tilts her head slightly:: Did you catch any flack in your world for his dissappearence?

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Mm. I don't seem to be, no.

... Some.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

That's good. I hope you don't catch it.

Ah, I'm sorry. That must have been unnerving. Are... you and Near close?

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

It's unlikely that I'll stay uninfected.

No, we're not.

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

Yes, I suppose that's true, considering your close proximity to the illness, not to mention the house itself can play tricks...

I see. That seems to be the case in most worlds. But, perhaps being here will change that. ::her words are not spoken with a know-it-all tone, simply as if she were stating a fact, something that may more may not happen::

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

Mm.

That's doubtful.
*He doesn't want it to change.*

[misamisal.livejournal.com]

::she nods:: I see. ::there's a slight pause and she smiles slightly:: You know, you're a bit more subdued that most of the Mello's I've experienced here. I suppose I must be used to the German Mello.

[lastrunnerup.livejournal.com]

*Mello pulls a face, at that.*

Pity that's what you've got to be used to.