Name: Too Much of a Good Thing

Rating: T

Summary: Sequel to "A Simple Question" Misa is (once again) demanding answers, but this time will she be able to handle the truth? Or will she continue to remain in denial? (MisaxL)

Disclaimer: I cannot say that Death Note belongs to me, but the plot of this little tale certainly does ;)

-L-

A week passed since the cheesecake flavored kiss between L and Misa before it was so much as mentioned again. The blonde demanded to know (finally) why the Kira case detective had violated her lips when she'd always made it so very clear so very many times that she belonged to Light and Light alone.

When she confronted L with the question he blinked innocently up at her, cupcake midway to his mouth. "You want to know why I kissed you?" he asked, a small frown marring his features.

"Don't play innocent with me, Ryuzaki!" she demanded, placing both hands firmly on her hips. "Tell me why you kissed me!"

L tilted his head slightly, his tongue flicking out to catch a dab of frosting on top of the vanilla goodie. The sight sent flashes of the hot kiss Misa had just inquired about running through her head. L's tongue was a talented tongue, one that had been setting her face aflame and her heart a flutter for the past week each time she spotted him munching on a sweet. Sometimes she could swear that she tasted cheesecake on her lips.

She shook the thoughts away quickly.

No! Misa Misa loves Light!

Still, as that wet muscle flicked out over L's lower lip she could barely stop her gaze from following it on its journey.

"Misa?"

Misa blinked, almost jumping at the sound of her own name. "What?" she grumbled defensively. She had most certainly not been lusting after L. No, no, no, absolutely not!

He watched her curiously. "I was saying that I had merely been answering your question and presenting proof. You were the one who had asked me if I had even kissed I girl. Although I find it a bit odd that you've waited a whole week to confront me about it if it's upset you." He delicately plucked a sprinkle from the cupcake and licked it from his fingertip.

Misa found her thoughts drifting back to that same dirty minded place as before. With a frustrated huff she crossed her arms under her chest and turned her glare to her left and away from temptation.

Misa Misa is loyal to Light!

"Just because you wanted to prove you've kissed a girl before doesn't mean that you had to kiss me! Besides, you said so yourself, before; Light is your friend! How could you betray your friend?" Her eyes dropped to the floor. "That's not something you're supposed to do…"

A soft creaking sound brought her attention back to L as he raised himself off of the couch he'd been perched on. Rounding the coffee table, he stopped in front of the model. "Misa… might I ask you a question?"

She frowned as he watched her. Those big black eyes seemed to bore into her, unnerving and mesmerizing all at once. It was like he was searching her soul. "What?" she asked in a hushed breath.

Why was he so close to her?

Was he going to kiss her again?

Oh God, I hope so…

Wait! No! No, no, no! Misa loved Light! She did not want to kiss L again!

…Right?

"When was the last time Light-kun took Misa Misa on a date? A proper date?"

She blinked at the unexpected inquiry. And then she thought about it. When had Light last taken her on a proper date? Thinking back, it had to have been over a month and a half or longer.

"W-well… Light is busy! He has to catch Kira since you're always just sitting around getting fat on sweets!" Misa took a step back from the detective. She felt cornered and defensive. What right did he have to question her and Light's relationship? "Besides," she continued. "I'll bet you've never even had a girlfriend before! So, what would you know about relationships? Nothing!"

Why did her heart hurt so much? Tears started to well at the corners of her eyes with the pain, closing up her throat.

My makeup will run if I start crying… she grumbled inwardly as she turned away from L, ready to storm out of the room and begin his very long punishment of a very cold shoulder. Before the model could even take two steps towards the door, L's hand came out and grabbed hold of her arm. With an effortless tug he pulled her back to him and in a flash – just like before – their lips met.

Something inside Misa Amane melted with the contact. This kiss wasn't fiery like last time. This kiss was a long, sweet, wet kiss that left her mind swimming, and made her legs turn to wet noodles. By the time L had pulled reluctantly away from her, they were both breathless and hazy eyed.

The detective reached up and brushed both of his thumbs under her eyes, coming away with wet black smudges covering both digits. "Light is brilliant… I will give him that much for sure," he whispered softly, resting his forehead against hers. "But he is completely blind to how much he really has."

Misa's attempted to focus, blue orbs flicking up to meet those unnerving and mesmerizing eyes.

"It's true, what you said." he continued. "I've never had a girlfriend." His tongue ran over his lips, wetting them and drawing Misa's gaze back to the source of her pleasure and confusion. "But, if Misa Misa were mine…" Her eyes came up to meet his once more. "I wouldn't let her simply sit around, waiting for me to come to her. I would never let her leave my side. I would make her feel as precious as she was to me. I would give her every ounce of love and affection that she deserved."

Misa felt her cheek catch fire at the unexpected confession.

But… but L is the enemy! Misa loves Light! L is trying to catch Kira and Light is Kira and that makes him the enemy!

Her head spun in topsy-turvy circles till L's hands came up to cradle either side of her face. The simple gesture seemed to bring her world up right and stable and quickly as his words had tipped it off its axis. "Please… think about my words. Think about what you really want."

Numbly, Misa nodded. "O… Okay."

L watched her for a long moment where the only sounds were their heavy breathes and their pulses pounding out a beat. Finally, released her and walked out of the room, leaving the blonde with nothing but her thoughts and jumbled emotions.

Misa… Misa loves… Light. Misa loves Light and that's that…

Why did that thought make her heart hurt so much?

Sniffling, Misa frowned, reaching up to wipe under her eyes. When she looked at her hands she found them smudged with black. Blinking back a haze, she ran to the nearest bathroom and looked into the mirror to find that her mascara and eyeliner was smudged, and tears falling in continuous streams down her cheeks. She thought back to the kiss; long and sweet with frosting, and wet.

She'd been crying.

She was still crying.

But was she crying because L had kissed her… or because she believe what he'd said was true?

-M-

A/N: Aaaaaaaaaaaand scene! As it said in the summary, this is the sequel to A Simple Question. I'm honestly not all that happy with it now that I've reread it a few times. L and Misa feel OOC to me in that one, but I feel like I did much better with this one. This story will be either two or three chapters of the health and happy relationship that Misa SHOULD have gotten but Light was too much of an ass muncher to give her. Hope you enjoy! :D

R&R is loved, appreciated, and encourages me to pump out posts more frequently ;)

-OrbEater