Notes: "Wordplay" will serve as a scrapbook of sorts. I will be posting new drabbles or ficklest from time to time to get the creative juices flowing. This means this will probably never be "complete". Anyway, enjoy, and reviews/comments/criticisms are encouraged!
1. Mislead
Light's stomach growled.
"Ryuzaki, do you think we can take a break? We've been going at this since early this morning and I'm really hungry."
"I heard Misa was making a pie," said Ryuzaki as he placed a finger on his lip.
"Great, I would sink my teeth into anything right now. Do you know when she'll be bringing it here?"
"Anytime now, I suppose."
The sound of heels clacking would normally make Light groan, but this time was different. He breathed a sigh of relief as Misa burst through the door holding the newly-baked pie in her hands. Watari was behind her, wheeling in a cart with a pot of tea, plates and silverware.
The young blonde set the pie down and skipped over to Light. "Ryuzaki said we can have a date later! Isn't that great?"
"Oh? Yeah it is. See you then." He couldn't care less. He just wanted some pie. God that smells so good!
Misa gave him a peck on the cheek then promptly left with a skip in her step. As soon as she was gone, he grabbed a fork from the cart and went for the pie.
Ryuzaki's knife clashed with his fork without warning.
"I never said the pie was for you."
"Oh come on, Misa would never make something just for-"
Suddenly it was all so clear. It took everything in Light's willpower not to stab the bug-eyed detective in the face.
"You'll have plenty to eat later on your date," mocked Ryuzaki as he ate a piece of the pie.
