As their hands brushed, Light felt the heat from Ryuzaki's touch send a shiver down his spine. The hotel is just around the corner, Ryuzaki stated, striding confidently towards the door. The rain pounded against the window, a reminder of the umbrella they had forgotten. I suppose I'll just have to get wet, Ryuzaki muttered, a faint smile on his lips. Light turned towards him, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Or we could make a run for it, he suggested, pointing towards the elegant gilded sign...