"I can't see anything with this thing on, and I can't even move! This is just unfair!'' ''We had to take precautions, Ms Yagami, I hope you understand.'' "Yes, I heard the whole tale: Light being suspected of being Kira, me supposedly helping him with the killings, bla bla, I know! I'm still not sure how that suspicion allowed me to lose the right to sit or stand freely.''
Y/N Yagami continued to bicker with the detective who spoke through the loudspeakers, knowing well enough that the constant complaints wouldn't take her out either way. Sitting here for some time had become so boring that she wished for the constant attention of the detective, assuming Light wouldn't speak either way.
"What if I need to use the restroom?" "We'll make sure you can as soon as you need to." ''Okay... What if my buttocks are itchy? Will you come over and scratch it for me then?" ''I'm not your private maid." "No, but for someone holding me captive, you'd expect a bit more hostility."
It was quiet for some time, giving the woman time to think. "I don't like this anymore; can I at least know the name of said "most famous detective"? You can give an alias; I don't care.'' She sighed as she tried to wiggle out of her trap. "Ryuzaki, also known as L." "Oh, I must have gotten myself into a lot of trouble, haven't I?"
L didn't speak to the woman for a few hours, ignoring her calls, sounds, and groans. When he had taken them both siblings into custody, he hadn't looked at her that deeply, which was surprising enough. This is because her suspicions came into the investigation pretty late.
Eating his strawberries while looking at the cameras slowly made him more interested in the woman who seemed to constantly talk to herself; maybe deep down, he wanted to ask her more questions since she was such an interesting individual, yet he didn't want to come across as unprofessional.
"How long have you been working as a detective, Ryuzaki?" This question seemed to interest the man, who finally gave in and opened the loudspeakers again. ''I've been active for around ten years.'' "Interesting, you don't sound that old; you must've started young!" ''I guess so.'' He thought to himself as he continued to eat; he had never given much thought to whether he had started young or not. ''I am in university, but I still don't know where my interests lie. I mean, there are a lot of interesting and fun things to do, but it's difficult to do them all at once.'' "I suppose it wouldn't be possible, but your intelligence appears to be one-on-one with your brother's.'' ''It's annoying to constantly be compared to him and be expected to get the same, if not better grades than him; sometimes it makes me worry for Sayu since one day she'll have the same expectations. What are you eating, by the way?'' "It's not fun to get pressured into accomplishing great things, but I suppose it is done to give you the best future possible. I'm eating strawberries.'' ''Those are my favourite fruits! I love sweet things! My parents complain about it all the time, but it's not like it's unhealthy; I have a great and balanced diet, even if it only consists of sweets and fruits! Could you possibly get my strawberries for lunch too?''
As the days passed, the two continued to talk more, making it one of the most enjoyable things for the detective. After all those years, he appears to have finally found someone who was interested in him while also speaking enough about themselves; they helped each other get rid of the constant boredom they had both begun to experience in their lives.
"Thank you for the cake this morning." "No need; want to play chess over the speakers again?" "Didn't last time already prove to you that my memory isn't that great?" The woman laughed to herself. "I suppose it'll be a way of training your memory then." "I never thought being put in confinement would lead me to get personal lessons from the greatest detective alive!"
As always, silence had begun to fill the room again as Y/N shuffled around in what seemed like discomfort. ''Is something bothering you, Y/N?'' "I'm sorry, there's just a little hair itching my neck, and my wrist is put in wrong again; it's getting a bit uncomfortable. Is there anyone nearby who can help me fix it?'' L pondered for a moment, looking for a way to assist the woman. "No, there isn't anyone awake at this hour. I apologize.'' ''Oh, okay. Don't worry about it; I'll be fine.''
The woman turned out not to be fine. She didn't stop fidgeting and grunting in discomfort, not being able to go to sleep despite it being 3 a.m.
Y/N was aware of her surroundings most of the time, hearing every shift that happened behind the walls she was stuck in. It didn't take long before she heard footsteps at the side of the door. "Oh, thank god! Thank you, Ryuzaki, it's been bothering me for so long!" The door opened as she sighed deeply. "I'm sorry for bothering you at this hour, sir; I just couldn't handle it anymore." "You didn't bother me; I was wide awake myself." She heard a familiar voice whisper in her ear as her hair was repositioned. ''Ryuzaki? What are you doing here?" ''Helping you.'' was the simple answer that he gave. For some reason the woman got red. He wouldn't come up here for no reason; he could've just waited until someone else could do it, so why would he?
Her hands were being loosened from the ropes that tied them together, and the detective was massaging her wrists because of the redness it had given them. "I'll leave them like this for now; it seems like your wrists need to breathe for a bit." "Thank you."
"You're acting different." "I don't know what you're talking about; maybe it's the lack of sleep." "It looks like you react to how close I am to you; your breath hitches every time I touch you." "Hm, maybe because I can't see anything, it's a bit scary." "I suppose I am quite frightening. Your biggest nightmare, I'd say," He grinned to himself as he made the woman laugh. "Is there anything else that bothers you?" "Hmm... my butt itches." The man sighed in amusem*nt, looking up at the ceiling and shaking his head.
"It seems like I'll be your personal maid after all."
