Golden blonde hair, deep brown eyes, the skin of a porcelain doll. She was absolutely gorgeous. The girl came toward me; I was frozen in place. What should I do? What should I say? I was so distracted by... her.
A voice startled me awake. I had only been napping on the couch. A sigh escaped my lips. In my dream, she was so close. An obtainable goal. In reality, there was a 9% chance she would be attracted to me in any way.
"Light!" The voice yelled. I recognized it as Misa. She stormed away to her room. A door slammed and from my observations of women, I could guess that she was either enraged or sobbing behind the closed door. Honestly, she and Light never got along. They were always bickering over something. I was surprised they were still together.
Getting up from my place on the couch, I silently headed toward Misa's room. Faint crying could be heard if I stood near the door. I knocked politely. No sound came from within. She must be trying to hide her emotions now. The girl wouldn't want anyone to know she was crying. I didn't care, I only wanted to comfort her. I opened the door to reveal a teary eyed Misa sprawled out on her bed.
"Ryuzaki!" She shrieked as she saw me, "Why are you in here?"
Misa bit her lip and tried to hide her face from me. I could tell that her mascara was smeared under her eyes, but I still thought she was beautiful.
I could have come up with so many excuses at that point, but what I blurted out was, "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
Her little Bambi eyes widened at my statement. "Oh. Yeah." She replied softly.
I stood there awkwardly in the doorway. I decided to close the door, and sit down next to her.
She shifted a little uncomfortably. "Misa? How are things between you and Light?"
The girl hesitated a moment before answering, "Oh, we're great!" with a smile. Yet a minute before her eyes were red rimmed and filled with tears.
I was a detective- the world's best detective. That meant I knew something about studying people and the way they acted, their emotions. And I could almost always tell when a lie was told.
"You're lying." I knew it was blunt, but what else could I say? "Misa, I know that's not quite true."
She looked at me and started tearing up again.
I always said the wrong thing. I wasn't good with words.
"No, don't cry. I didn't mean to make you."
She scooted closer to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I was a little surprised by this gesture, but made no reaction.
"No, it's just... It's true. I am a liar." She took a deep breath in before letting it out. "My relationship with Light isn't what everyone thinks. It's not what I wanted. Obviously you've figured that out. I really love him, but he's just using me. He never really loved me." A tinge of sadness in her voice made me feel bad for the girl.
I took a moment to let all of that sink in.
"I'm sorry, Misa." Usually I was not sympathetic toward others, having no experience with relationships myself. But Misa, she was different. She was easier to talk to. I felt more comfortable around her.
I scooted a little closer to her, and awkwardly wrapped my arm around her. Surprisingly, she didn't pull away. "Is this okay?" I asked hesitantly.
"Yes, Ryuzaki. It's perfectly fine."
For a few minutes I held her in my arms, not making a sound. Somehow it wasn't awkward between the two of us, even with the silence. Next thing I knew, she was fast asleep. I didn't want to move and wake her, so I decided not to move at all. It wouldn't be too bad if I fell asleep like this, would it? I decided to fall asleep, still holding onto her.