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[shiromadoushi]

Characters: Bakura & L
Location: Death City Heights 7th floor
Rating: Well, it has L in it so... PG-13?
Time: 3/22, after Kid's class.
Description: L looks like hell. More than usual. Cue Bakura worrying and acting as L's caretaker. Because someone has to...



Bakura had barely been home long enough to take off his shoes and set down his groceries (and new assortment of first aid supplies) before going back out into the hall to knock on the door across from his.

"Ryuzaki-kun? It's me... are you in?"

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[dead_black_eyes]

"Because I was bored," L replied idly. "I've been bored, ever since he left, and at the time it seemed thrilling. Going to Guatemala, facing a monster, not knowing what would happen. It reminded me of how things used to be, on paper..."

[shiromadoushi]

For someone so smart, sometimes Ryuzaki was a real idiot, Bakura reflected, doing his best not to sigh or facepalm. "You can go on a mission with someone you know you can resonate with for that...." he pointed out, still carefully wrapping.

[dead_black_eyes]

"Yes, it was all very foolish in hindsight," L said icily. "You don't understand what it's like to poison everyone you attempt to resonate with. You don't get it. At that moment... Takuto seemed to. And I'm furious with Takuto, by the way, but that's between us."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura almost winced at the tone, but nodded. "I won't tell him anything..." he promised. "But you don't poison everyone... right? Since you did find a partner..."

[dead_black_eyes]

"Gamzee's Meister ability is that he can resonate with literally any Weapon," L said impatiently. "It only means that someone can override whatever shuts everyone else out. It doesn't mean that we were made to complete each others' wavelengths... and I'm convinced that there is a person who can. There has to be, because the alternative is that I'm just that broken."

[shiromadoushi]

"You aren't broken. You're hard to get along with," Bakura pointed out. "It's not the same thing at all..."

[dead_black_eyes]

"You believe that as much as I do, which isn't very much," he scoffed. "You make allowances for me that you wouldn't make for others. At least, I hope you wouldn't... careful" he hissed, though it might just as well have been because he wanted the subject to change, rather than an unusual amount of pain.

[shiromadoushi]

"Sorry!" Bakura winced, refocusing on the almost finished wrapping. "And I don't think you're broken. Just difficult," he repeated, tone a touch stubborn. "Aren't you the one who always says you don't fit in with anything? So of course it'll be harder to find someone you do fit with... so you shouldn't get discouraged. You'll find who you're looking for when you least expect to, I'm sure of it."

Carefully attaching the small hooks that would hold the bandaging in place, he sat back. "How's that? You should still stay off it, but this should help support it so it'll heal faster."

[dead_black_eyes]

"I even know who it is. His timing is just always wrong," L murmured.

He set his feet on the floor, still wincing, but it was true, the support improved it significantly. "Better..." He decided softly.

[shiromadoushi]

"Do you have crutches? So you aren't going to be stepping on it at all if you can help it?" Bakura asked, getting to his feet.

[dead_black_eyes]

"I'm getting some tomorrow, after an appointment I have earlier in the day," he said, not quite stating the nature of said appointment. People who spoke regularly with L often got used to his habitual vagueness.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura nodded, more than used to it. "You'll be all right getting there by yourself, right?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"It's a short cab ride to the apothecary, so it should be fine. My 'appointment' won't actually require me to leave my apartment, and if it does, I'm sure I can convince my visitor to give me a hand."

He smirked slightly as he said it, strongly implying that he would have no choice.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura blinked. "...Who's coming over?" he asked, curious now.

[dead_black_eyes]

Just one more insane person who really isn't good for my health.

"A work assignment. You know how it is..."

Even though Bakura had literally no reason to know. L was more closed-mouth about his work than nearly anything else.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura blinked. "You can do that sort of work from here?"

Not that Bakura had an exceptional idea what Ryuzaki did for his job...but he was on the watch, like Vash was, only not doing patrols...

... so no, he actually had little idea what Ryuzaki's work involved.

[dead_black_eyes]

"Yes, I can," L said, frustratingly simply, leaving it at that.

[shiromadoushi]

"So I see..."

Bakura shook his head slightly with a smile. Really, he should know better than to have Ryuzaki volunteer anything... "Have you eaten yet? I can bring you something before you go."

[dead_black_eyes]

"You know... you went to see him. I was surprised to see that, except not really that surprised.

[shiromadoushi]

"Eh?" Bakura blinked before scratching at his cheek awkwardly. "What are you talking about, Ryuzaki-kun?"

...there shouldn't have been anyway that Ryuzaki would know anything about that, if it was what Bakura thought it was.

[dead_black_eyes]

"You know what I'm talking about. I thought you weren't an idiot...? Do I really have to spell this out for you?"

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura's shoulders slumped. "Call it optimism..." he half mumbled. "You were watching the cameras again...?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"Of course I was. I'm up for a promotion. I'm not going to start slacking now."

[shiromadoushi]

"You sound more like a stalker, Ryuzaki-kun... Why were you watching me anyway?"

[dead_black_eyes]

"It's part of my job to watch people of interest. I thought you knew that, or could at least figure that out."