Pre A/N: My first Death Note story, the characters are a little OOC but, you get what you paid for.
Death Note:
Misa, Make Me A Sandwich
Misa pranced happily around her and Light's apartment. It was her and Light's two-year anniversary, after all, and she was sure he had something amazing planned.
Twelve hours later…
Misa was starting to get impatient. Light didn't go to work today, and still he hadn't so much as looked at her all day. Hope shined up in her heart for a second as Light stopped writing names in the Death Note and looked up at her.
"Misa, make me a sandwich." He said calmly and commandingly.
For the first time in their 'relationship' since last year, Misa was angry at Light. "Light, do you know what day it is today?"
Light rubbed his chin until he came up with a suitable answer. "Fuck the police day?"
"LIGHT YAGAMI! It's are second year anniversary!" she yelled out.
"Oh, how about that, now about the sandwich" Light started, but Misa cut him off.
"YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M TIRED OF YOU NOT TREATING ME LIKE A HUMAN BEING! YOU PUT ME THROUGH SO MUCH EMOTIONAL AND SPIRTUAL ABUSE, AND I GET NOTHING IN RETURN! YOU'RE A MEAN PERSON, AND YOU HAVE NO SEX DRIVE!" she unloaded, motioning to her house cleaning outfit, which consisted of a small top, and an even smaller skirt.
Light walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Misa, I didn't know that you felt that way. Let me just *SMACK* SANDWICH, FIVE MINUTES, OR ELSE YOU'RE GETTING TWENTY MORE OF THOSE!" Light yelled, knocking Misa down with the force of the slap.
"Yes Light darling!" Misa said, picking herself up off the floor and then retreating into the kitchen. How I love that man. Misa thought happily. This anniversary ended the same was as last years.
A/N: Ha… Please flame me, I want to see how bad they get!
