Hello everyone, I've returned. Sort Of
My old username was: Takiasmuse. I suggest you look up that pen name before reading into this story. This is a continuation of a series. A 3 part series from, A Change of Pace, A Bittersweet Discovery, and finally a New Beginning.
I know some are going to ask me to go back and finish my stories from before, such as, 'A Different Path,' but I cannot. My computer was wiped of everything because of a really bad virus that held my computer hostage for money. Real Life Money. It put a strain on everything, and in the end of it I just didn't agree to those terms and it wiped everything clean. My email, my documents, pictures, and everything. I have noway to get back to where I was.
It was really hard for me to really write after that. I had chapters up and ready then bam – gone for good. I needless to say, tried again after a month later but came out with blanks and gave up. Right now I'm using a very crappy laptop which keys are jammed so I make lots of spelling errors because of my typing speed. Thus I have to go back read over and check everything. *Grumbles.* So you might see countless of mistakes. I'm sorry for that too.
So in case you didn't notice, my obsession with Misa x L never faded completely away apparently. It's been so long yet my brain wants to continue this story. It was supposed to be over but here is a new read, a new tale.
Hope you enjoy.
-Sorry for the disappearance.
Warning: This is the 4th series of my "storyline?" A Change of Pace is the first of the series, and this is following the events after the "final" or what I thought was the final, "A New Beginning."
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, clearly. Lol
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A Twist in Time
Chapter One: Return
It was going to be one of those days, she knew, as she took in her surroundings. Misa had expected to wake up next to her husband, yes her husband, whom had given her his full attention last night – a rare event considering he was quite busy lately. 'Yet this was his idea,' she reminded herself musing on how he was probably glued to a computer screen monitoring the world's everyday activities.
Misa groaned. She wondered why she had agreed to come back to this place. The old headquarters for her husband's little task force escapade. This place, although completely safe now, still haunted her to some extent. After all she could sometimes hear Light as if he were still around. Thankfully he was not. That was all in the past now. She hoped that this building would have been too.
'This is all his fault.' Her mind grumbled.
Her husband had come up with an idea that did not match the brilliance of his mind. His voice echoing in the depths of her threshold. 'Let's go back and continue where we left off back then, this time no interruptions. No Light-kun, BB, whammies, just you and I.'
'What of Ryuzaki?'
'Linda will watch over him. You know she can be trusted.' Misa grimaced as L took her right hand in his.
'Besides it's getting close to Valentines Day and you're always with Ryuzaki that a man could get jealous.' Misa felt her mouth twitch into a laugh as L continued to massage her hand with his own. Every touch a delicate one, but his eyes read of a level of seriousness that she could not bear to handle.
'He is your son.' She reminded but she could hear him grumbling in response.
'Even more of a threat.'
It was then that Misa didn't know what to say, it probably didn't help that she was in a fit of giggles. L did not seem pleased, groaning how Misa could never understand the situation at hand, until that was she rested her freed left hand on his.
'If it let's me see your romantic side, then let's do it.'
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"Let's do it." Misa mocked, realizing even as a married individual she was still waking up alone on Valentines Day no less. She doubted L had anything secretive planned, after all she should be used this by now. L was a busy man. Even on such an occasion. It was almost like living with Light again.
Misa cursed when she compared the two. It really wasn't the same. At least L would rejoice when she appeared at the door side, compared to Light who completely ignored her ever step. Her every being. She was a tool to him. Her teeth were gritting at this point, and she managed to pull her naked form out of the sheets and head into the bathroom.
At this point she needed a shower, a cold one, anything to make her forget about Light.
She didn't need this on such an occasion.
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This was just not her day. Misa swore upon stumbling out of the shower and discovering all her clothing was gone from the closet.
'The nerve, what is he thinking?'
L had never done such a terrible thing to her. He knew her clothing meant everything to her. Even at thirty, Misa still valued her appearance. She was still a well-known model with many fans, and to be able to keep up with the style still played a heavy role in their relationship. Misa's lips formed a line, wet towel hugging over her wondrous aspects as her mind clicked furiously.
He had done this to make sure she couldn't leave to her scheduled photo shoot in the morning.
At least this was the first reasoning that came up in her mind.
But if that was really the case, why was his clothing still here?
'The bastard.' Her mind gritted out, 'He wants me to wear his clothing.' Her nose scrunched at the thought of her appearing in Lawliet's clothing of all things to her photo shoot. 'Gross. His style is so boring. The photo shoot would be canceled by a fashion disaster!'
"Whatever." Misa muttered, stripping one of the hangers of L's bland white shirts before tugging the towel off. It dropped to the carpet, wetting it's surface but Misa honestly couldn't care. Her mind boggling over how Lawliet still hadn't let go of trying to control her fashion craze. 'As if always trying to maintain peace wasn't enough.' "At least I make this look good unlike some people." Hoping that if he installed cameras for his amusement that he would be frowning at that statement. With L, there was always camera's everywhere.
Misa trotted over to his drawer expecting him to play nice, but alas even her undies were gone. Misa resisted the urge of wanting to take something and throw it across the room.
She would kill him.
He shouldn't doubt that just because of their relationship ties.
Even when she gave birth, Lawliet sat outside the delivery room probably twiddling his thumbs knowing Misa's eyes were blazing red. Ready to give him a heart attack for what he had done to her.
Was he trying to piss her off on purpose?
He was already digging his grave at this point. "I will not wear your boxers Ryuzaki." She gritted out knowing that when in close promixity, L didn't like that nickname anymore.
To L, it felt like she was calling him by their son's name. It irked him out to a certain degree.
"Why you choose that name is still beyond me...I feel like you did it to make fun of me or to perhaps torture me?"
"Nonsense." Misa argued as she walked besides him trying to avoid the flashing cameras of her rabid fans. People still stalked her – wondering why she spent so much time with L so much when the two weren't dating. According to Lawliet's supposed terms anyways. They were friends. "I just wanted to thank you." She said loudly. "You saved my life on a numerous occasions. It's only proper that I name my son after you."
It was then like a bomb went off.
Lawliet stared daggers at her as the media went nuts trying to figure out who the father was.
Of course they never found out though. Misa thought bitterly, the father was really hard at getting pinned with the title. Perhaps she really was getting back at him for the name thing at this point. She couldn't take the constant charade anyways. It was driving her nuts.
When they got into their limo driven by none other then Roger, needless to say got the lecture of her lifetime. At least thinking back to the end of it she remembered one important request.
"Please just call me Lawliet." He begged sounding extremely tired as he leaned back into his car seat. "When were alone like this, just call me, Lawliet."
"You have my word Lawliet."
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Misa made her way down the halls feeling clothed, but also vulnerable. Although she was clothed, she was still naked. This wasn't who she was.
L Misa, or 'Amane Misa,' did not dress so blandish. She was even more pissed when she could not even find her blow dryer anywhere. He did not even leave her a hair thingy. A strikingly low blow as her hair now hung low down her shoulders, semi-wet,semi-dry. Her clothes dampening a tid-bit from the water droplets dangling from her hair.
Down below, she wore L's tacky jeans. They had stains of food, stains, she sworn she had gotten rid of when she threw out everything he had, to buy better ones. Clearly he had managed to hide some from her and replaced the new ones with the shit again. Misa grumbled picking up the pants for about the fifth time as they slid down her ity bity waist.
She would have let them fall and gave up on them all together but she was not wearing anything underneath.
For she had gone commando out of desperation and refused to let Lawliet enjoy such a view after taking away her one and only salvation.
Her high heel shoes.
The bastard.
How dare he make her walk barefoot of all things. Who knows what icky things were sticking to the bottom of her foot as she made her way down the halls?
'I'm going to kill him.' She thought, eyes glinting blood red.
When she reached the door to the main room, she was ready to explode, but when she touched the door she heard rumbling down the hall. Something or someone was making their way down the hallway too. Their movements sounding like a horse galloping and Misa found herself pulling away, and turning to hide behind something.
Misa didn't know why she was hiding behind a table of all things, it just felt like something deep inside her was warning her dreadfully. Something felt wrong.
No one should be here.
Lawliet would not lie to her about that.
She trusted him - he knew how she felt about this place.
Misa peered out weakily, and what she saw made her eyes widen.
The person now standing at the door, which she was about to open, was none other than...
Herself.
Misa almost felt herself questioning out loud but quickly shut her mouth knowing it had gotten her in trouble countless of times.
For all she knew this, 'Misa' could be an imposter, here to attack L, and kill her in the process.
It had happened before. She remembered.
It could be Suya Risa back from the dead to haunt her. After all, everything always came back to haunt her.
'As if Light wasn't enough.'
Yet this version of herself was younger. Matching Misa's age around twenty-five which didn't make sense if that was the case. Lawliet would never fall pray under such a stupid move. Misa looked down at her fully blossomed body. 'How old do I look to people anyways?'
When the other 'Misa' opened the door, she walked in triumphantly, anouncing very loudly, "Misa Misa told you all didn't Misa? Misa knew that she could pull this off. Now we know who Higuchi really is, and it's all thanks to Misa Misa."
Clapping soon followed, and Misa swore she heard Matsuda's voice congratulating this other Misa's success. Misa wasn't sure how to react to this. A part of her stiffened and the other part felt like she was about to have a heart attack especially when she heard Light's voice once again echo into her ears, alive, and well.
'Hide!' Her brain screamed, and Misa didn't take any chances to refuse that request. She darted back before her existence was discovered.
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Misa silently closed the door behind her. Seeking shelter in her room. Or rather should she say Lawliet's room? The question hung over in a maddening way. This had to be a nightmare, but it wasn't. Misa knew she would have awoken just by the Light's voice sounding as deadpanning as ever. Bored with her existence, and extremely tired with her trivial pursuits. Misa wasn't sure what she was going to do.
"Was sex that good that Misa time traveled?" Misa questioned dryly. Oh how she wanted to laugh at the idea but the fact of the matter at hand was not pleasing at all. She had really gone back in time. In a time she didn't want to be.
'This is all his fault.' She cursed once again wishing that her husband was back at her side - guiding her at what to do next. How she should be handling this new development.
Yet he could not.
He was not here.
'Why?' Misa questioned, but no answer would come.
She was alone in this.
And Light was still alive. What a dangerous position to be in. Especially if he discovered that she had betrayed him in anyway. He would kill her and end her existence.
There would be no future.
At least one with Lawliet and her being tied together. Misa slapped her hands over her eyes, as she leaned against the door inside their room.
She had to get out of here.
Undetected.
The cameras.
She had to shut them off.
She had to erase them ever seeing her like this.
They would question it, and Light would question the younger version of herself.
Corner her into a crying mess, and she would break like she always would.
Misa couldn't let that happen.
She must find a way to get to those cameras.
Then something hit her, something deep in her mind reminding her she wasn't alone in this.
Rem.
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To Be Continued...