L x Misa/ UA? / Slow Romance(?)

Disclaimers: I, GreenFantasy64, don't own Death Note nor its characters. This one-shot was inspire by a video I once long ago saw. The video being two cosplayers as L and Misa. 'L' was fixing 'Misa's' hair while she did her make-up.

Plus I wanted to write for this fandom for a long while now. Finally, I can achieve that goal with some one-shots and hopefully one day with at least two multi-chapter stories. Only few one-shots because *starts weeping* I'm writing to many projects!

*Some News below!*

Shivers

Misa Amane didn't know why she was really letting him touch her hair, but she felt his fingers carefully went through each strand of her blonde hair. She could even bet he was inspecting for any knots or a slight tangle she might have missed on brushing her hair. Somehow, she couldn't ignore his fingers or his close presence.

It felt good.

It should feel wrong and disgusting.

She shut her eyes, feeling her heart twisted in her chest on the discovery of her growing enjoyment. If it was Light, if it was Light, she couldn't even try to finish the excuse in her mind. The famous girl couldn't even recalled if her boyfriend even touch her like this with such care. The gentle feel of the fingers going through her hair that sent fresh tingles to her nerves.

She frowned when she couldn't come up with such memory. In fact, she was the one most affective in the relationship. Light was…he was almost cold. No, no that couldn't be. Few times, he did give her loving affections. Right?

That wasn't a good sign. Misa now doubted herself on the relationship with Light. All because she was allowing Light's friend— coworker —fix up her hair. She wanted to pop her head against the desk and groaned forever. Yet she stayed still.

All because she was drop off early from a disappointed photo shot. Now she needed to wait until Mogi came back from his lunch break to go to another schedule photo shot. The one placed an hour after one o'clock. Misa opened her eyes and almost snarled out of remembering what happened.

She had arrived five minutes early and went to get ready for a bathing suit photo shot. Make-up done with light touches on her face. Her bathing suit a one piece in black and pink. It felt loose that almost made her think twice on why was that. They knew her size, and it felt odd to be put on some clothing that didn't fit her perfectly. But either way she went with it. At the end, her hair was pull up in a messy bun.

Once finished she went to wait for the photographer. When the photographer saw her, he got surprised. He expected someone else, not Misa-Misa. 'Someone with a little more meat in them.' That got her angry, but when she rushed off to get out of the clothing, she found herself crying.

She stared at herself in the mirror once she got herself bare. She could see her ribs sticking out too much to her likening now. Even her hip bones too. She felt sick and scared on the sight.

Before she always did gothic clothing. Dresses to layers of clothing, so she never paid much attention to her body unless she thought she was eating too much and felt fat. Misa-Misa had to be perfect. Misa-Misa had to be popular, pretty, and precious to everyone to herself. To have a blow of not being the one they wanted made her wanted to sob, to scream, to run to Light's arms for comfort.

But here she was, sitting in the middle room of the Task Force building in front of the Leader. The opposite of Light. The weird perverted one.

L.

No sight of Light did another blow to her spirit, so she had no bite or bark to send to L who stared at the monitors before turning his attention to her. His thumb placed on his lower lip. She didn't have the strength to march up to her room. If she went up there and happened to cry, L would see her through the cameras.

So she went to sit in Light's chair, moving it little further away from L and made no comment to him. Her back almost given to him. She popped her large purse on the desk, her many keychains flicking together. She pulled out her hairbrush then her makeups. The sound of the munching and the typing stopped. It didn't registered in her mind.

She almost tore off her hair ties, tossing them on the desk. Then she started to brush her hair almost in a rough manner. Few times, she felt some tiny tangles that jerked the flow of her brushing. But she didn't stop until she felt his stares on her back. She paused and put down her hairbrush.

Pushing herself away from the desk, she spun the chair around to face the odd detective. "Why are you staring at me, Ryuzaki?" She questioned him with a glare.

He didn't answered right away. Only placed his thumb on his lips while he stared at her. She glanced away, but crossed her arms and legs. "Did something happened, Misa?"

"No," she answered with a bit more force on that single word. No, nothing for you to know. Misa wished that Light would come in early today. It would help brighten up her day.

He tilted his head. "You're not using 'Misa-Misa' like you usually do."

She spun her chair away from him and huffed. "Well, Misa-Misa doesn't aim to please you."

A smile formed in his blank expression. On his strange silence, Misa ran her hand through her hair while moving her chair back. She sighed when she felt the tangles. She glanced at L when he came closer to her. She ignored him as best as she could and hating her hair now decided to fix up her make-up.

She opened her mirror component. Her cheeks paled on the sight of her mascara smudged and her cheeks looked pale. The light blush powder gone due to her constant tears and wiping them away. She grimace. No wonder L asked her if something happened to her.

She didn't looked perfect nor pretty.

That had to change even if it was L himself. Plus, thinking that Light might come soon gave her that extra push to fix herself. She took out her make-up remover and quickly set to work on removing the ruined mascara. When she went on to reapplying the blush she felt him behind her. She said nothing. Still said nothing when she felt his fingers going through her hair to rid of the tangles and smooth out her blonde hair.

But she stilled herself, her breathing softly and her senses alive and on alert. Somehow, she didn't have the urge to resist his touches, to order him to stop and get away from her. She couldn't figure out if she was terrified of that or puzzled of herself.

Now he was still doing her hair with her staying still, her make-up forgotten.

He paused to drop a fallen strand, away from them.

She bit the corner of her lip, holding back the urge to beg him to continue. She didn't want him to stop. Luckily, he did resumed his work and she fought back the blissful sigh. She did took a sharp inhale when he started to do something else. He would grab a handful of her hair and gently pull her head back before letting go. Her head going back in place with herself almost stunned on the movement.

He did it again, but this time seemly making it seem as he was going to do a ponytail for her. His fingers touching the nape of her neck. It sent her nerves to a tingling sensation. She wanted to shiver on that or moaned out the pleasure he was unknowingly giving her.

She did shivered, almost violently on that, which caused L to pause. "Misa, are you okay?"

No.

Misa-Misa was feeling something stirring inside her, and Misa-Misa wanted to hate it. At least cry or snap at him. He let go of her hair that caused her to come back alive. "I'm fine, Ryuzaki—Misa-Misa is fine, just felt cold for a moment, that's all."

She grab her lipstick to start to apply it to her lips. Like her shiver was just from the cold and not from his touches. For a split second, she could imagined him tilting his head at her. He said nothing, but resumed his task. She was glad that she didn't moaned aloud after all. He might have continued bugging her or pondered silently behind her back.

Misa stiffed when it felt his fingers tracing against her neck to down to her shoulder bones. Yet she still said nothing. Her lipstick hovered close to her now redden lips. She rubbed her lips together once she gathered her bearings. And L's fingers went back up to the crown of her head. Her nerves resumed their tingling. She put away her lipstick and placed her fingers close to her lips.

She shivered again.

Goddamn you, L.

She shut her eyes, willingly herself not to cry. Not to shiver again. If only she could feel her angry rising again to give her that strength to pass the minutes faster. Any angry she could mustered failed in comparison to how much she really wanted.

L conceded to her, almost in a soft voice, "You look pretty, Misa."

She shivered without thinking, but smiled. His soft words of praise smoothing down any of her remaining angry. Her hands clasped together at her thighs. "Thank you!" She said, but almost giggled at the end.

It didn't crossed her mind that her hair should already be perfect. No, she was actually getting relaxed, tension gone from her shoulders. A smile lingering in her lips. For a brief moment, Misa wanted him to touch her shoulders, to bring her close, or to kiss her.

She froze on that last thought, her eyes slowly widening on what she mentally wanted. Now— mentally —she was screaming. If not for his smoothing touches, she would have shot up and dashed away to her room for safety. Surely, she would, Misa told herself as she tried blocking against those wants. No images of Light would pop up to battle against them however.

If only she didn't feel so good. She needed to get away. Get away from L himself because somehow he was putting these wants and treacheries thoughts in to her mind. She placed a hand on her cheek after she realized that sometime ago her cheeks had gotten warm.

A phone ringed of a familiar tune.

Together they paused before L placed a thumb on his lips once more. It was her phone after all. Somehow, in her purse it ringed a recent popular song. She drew away from the famous detective to fletch her phone. She glanced at the number and name before she flipped it open. The tiny keychain dangling from the movement.

Misa took a deep breath just before forcing a happy persona. "Misa-Misa here!"

On the other line was Mogi. "Hey, Misa-Misa just letting you know that I'm actually five minutes away from picking you up."

The model flinched slightly on that. She glanced at her phone to see the time and know that the officer was coming earlier than expected. It was a shame she didn't feel glad on that. She didn't need to spend more time with L. A frowned graced her features on that. I should be glad, I should.

She didn't and that frustrated her. Yet, faking cheerfulness she answered, "Misa-Misa is glad— can't wait to see you soon, Mogi!" Then she made a kissing sound before she gave him a goodbye and hung up.

She wanted to sneak a glance to L for his reaction, but she knew he would just stare at her. Or probably went back to the computers as a means to get back to work. Light would have…Light would have….

Light would have also ignored her, wouldn't he?

Misa almost tossed her phone toward her bag in a rude manner; still did tossed it, and sighed. She flinched with a gasp escaping her red lips. L had lightly pulled her hair to get her attention. "Misa, are you sure you are okay?" A short paused, not enough for her to snap him an answered or wave off his concern with a fake happy tone. "Would you like some cake? Sugar might do you good."

She fought back the urge to spin around and satisfied him of her angry. That's why he asked her for some cake, to get a reaction out of her for sure. Half of her wanted to snapped, 'Misa-Misa wants no cake, pervert!' The other side won. "Unless it has no sugar in it, than no thanks!" She huffed out.

He tilted his head at that. His hands paused where she could feel his left one hovering close to her shoulder. "You're acting odd, Misa. Close to forty-five percent now."

She lifted her chin up and pouted on that. More for the words than his paused movements. At least she weakly claimed to herself. Why was he wanting to know what was bugging her!? That was Light's job as her boyfriend. "Misa-Misa is just…L is the one acting weird to me!" She almost shouted out. It came out more as a loud accusation.

Words flowed out of her then. "L is the perverted one of touching Misa so sexual— causing me such arousing emotions and making me tingled inside!"

Somewhere in those yells, she found herself staring at him, collecting her breath. His eyes empty and black like always that she could never read his mind or inner emotions. But then again, she never did understand him. Just like Light.

No, more than Light.

She could only guessed he was just thinking about her, but nothing more than that. She crossed her arms, almost wanting to spin back around. His eyes were deep ocean— past the dark blue water where monsters swim —where if she continued staring she would be suck in. Into the darkness itself. Before she would never focused too much on his eyes. She hated his black eyes of emptiness. Now, she felt herself being pull into them.

If she couldn't dragged her eyes away soon Misa feared she might get close to him. Anything to feel his hands on her again. Plus, to feel his lips. Would that make him close his large black eyes?

L stared at her with his mouth slightly dropped. His thumb still lingering on his lower lip. Finally, "You're aroused, Misa?"

Her eyes widen. Her cheeks started to burn as she struggled to speak, to deny his question. How could she make such a simple mistake of blurting out those words rather than tell a sweet lie. She faced away to the desk. "No— I mean, only because of you are making me! So stop being a pervert or I'll…I'll— Misa-Misa will tell Light on you!"

The detective edged closer before taking few of her hair strands. His both thumbs rubbing them in slow motion. She shivered and shut her eyes. The warm feeling overpowering her that she was glad she was sitting down, for she would have got weak underneath his touch.

He must have got confident that she didn't screamed 'pervert' or 'get away from me, you freak!' because he got closer. If she listened well she could hear his light breathing and she shivered again, loving it secretly. Her brain nerves were high alert in full tingling mood. God, if only her boyfriend could give her this she would die happily and in peace. But he was not here and he would only hug her probably.

The only one here and the only one giving these feelings inside her was…

"L," she moaned aloud. She clasped her mouth shut too late. She felt like screaming mentally on what she had done. Heart beating loud in her throat and ears, she waited for L's reaction on that. His hands had stilled in movement. Oh, Kira kill me now.

"Misa." It sounded like a question, but she wasn't sure with her blood pounding in her ears. He gave a gentle tug on her hair. She ignored it. She wanted to cry, but she won't. She wanted to run away, but she couldn't.

Then somehow she was somewhat recused in a way.

Light had arrived alongside his father and Mogi. She could hear their voices. Perhaps the rest of the members would come shortly afterwards to continue on their work against Kira. She wanted to feel glad on the sound of them arriving in the building, but she felt empty.

She stared at the desk, self-consciously putting away her make-up, her brush, and her phone now that she was going to leave soon. Maybe because of her being semi-active or because of the arrival of some of the task force, L spoke again. And she listened to him.

"Light is lucky to have you, Misa," L noted.

He dropped his fingers and went away. Misa stayed in her spot, staring at the white desk appearing almost calm. The sounds of the keyboard filled the large room. She shivered then, but not for being cold. She wrapped her arms around herself and taking a shaky breath, shut her eyes.

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A/N: I don't know if you can tell, but….I haven't watched much of the anime or read all the volumes of the manga, so…sorry? Instead, I read many L x Misa fanfics. ^^' But I hope the one-shot was good for you guys.

Also, what L x Misa fanfic did you guys loved reading? Mine is either His Dragons & her Monsters, End Games, Serious, or Rewrite. Yeah…a long list, but I wished there was more lengthy L x Misa fics out there.

Until next time…

~GreenFantasy64

*I wrote a Novel for the Kindle Called Pirates & Princesses by S.C. Cardenas! Please check it out. It's for free on Amazon for a few days! If you love to read Supernatual/Fantasy/Romance then you may love my book. : 3

Also I might continue this story, Shivers, maybe slowly but did you guys love the chapter? I wanted this one to be an one-shot, but I went on to chapter two called Rupture and I think I am halfway done even if I started to write badly...Oops I felt like I was in NaNoWriMo, writing and not going back to correct the mistakes or to go fix up sentences...(^_^;)