Misa's Song
'Careful what you do,
Because God is watching your every move…'
Misa knew that she would follow Light anywhere, do anything for him, and stay by his side throughout everything he did, to her and to others.
What better person to honour and love than her one true love, Light Yagami? Of course, he had exactly the same ideas. Deep down, inside that bursting, aching, loving heart, she knew that he truly loved her. Of course he did.
Why would she ever need question him? After all, he was God of the New World; his judgement had created a world free of criminals and scum like those that had murdered her parents.
Light was God, her God, and that's the way it was. And that's the way it was always going to be.
Misa hadn't been religious, really, not much. She'd never been against religion, exactly, just not that bothered. But ever since Light had come into her life, with his incredibly beautiful face and strangely elegant ideals, she'd began to really see the point. Yes, maybe she couldn't really pray for forgiveness after murdering maybe forty a day, but still the fact that Our Lord Jesus Christ was up there wandering round and talking to all the old people was kind of… reassuring.
On her bad days, sometimes she'd visit a church and look at all of the Madonna statues to see if they had blonde hair. If they did, she'd be sure to have a good day the next day. If not… she'd have to repeat the process.
Light had that slight OCD effect on you. No! She did not just think something negative about Light. No way. Light was the God of the New World, after all, and his judgement had created a world free of criminals and scum like those that had murdered her parents.
Light had drummed that into her many times, most of the time physically. And whilst she was laying, bleeding, on a hotel floor, she would scream it through her tears, and finish it with a sincere 'I love you', that would never be returned.
If her brain had a word count, 'Light' would be the top, shortly followed by 'love' and 'God'. If it had a sentence count, the 'world free of criminals' speech would be top by far. Light had let her know very well indeed that it was essential that no single cell in her body could doubt him.
Of course, there was always Rem to protect her, but Misa had already forbidden her, completely and absolutely, to harm Light in any way. She checked herself. Protect her? Protect her from what; her beautiful boyfriend?
It was her fault, she knew. It wasn't Light's fault that he had to keep hitting her; it was her own fault for being such a terrible person. She knew this because of all the times he cried whilst hitting her, and all the times he'd told her so.
Misa knew that she would follow Light anywhere, do anything for him, and stay by his side throughout everything he did, to her and to others.
Because that's what love was, right?
She leant into her chains in the lonely room underneath Light's secluded house, and sobbed in terror as she heard well-made, expensive leather shoes click-clack through the hallway, and the door opened.
'Even if I'm far away, and alone,
I know that you'll come and find me there,
This I know.'