AN: I am SO bored right now…so, sorry if this doesn't turn out very good.
I am not the one out of six BILLION people that owns Death Note. Go figure.
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"Just shut up and do what I say!!"
Ooh. Poor Misa. Light was yelling at me.
Then he was talking about something that he already told me. I know I was supposed to be killing Japanese criminals. Misa wasn't that stupid.
I think.
Now I was sad. Light, my Light, was yelling at me. Aww. It's all sad and stuff.
I was a little mad at Light. I mean, I still loved him obsessively (whatever that means) but he had yelled at me. Aww.
I picked up my laptop with criminals' faces and names on the screen and walked out, making an excuse, something about being thirsty. I walked to the end of the hall, into the spare bedroom of our apartment. I pushed open the door.
"Hey, Misa-Misa. What's up?"
"Hi hi! Ooh, you'll never guess what Light did!"
My other boyfriend looked up. (I loved him, yes, but don't worry. Not as much as I loved Light.) "What?"
"He yelled at me!"
He looked back to his video game. "Oh, sorry, Misa. You know, I won't do that."
"You won't?"
"No matter what."
"Thank you, Matt." I wrapped my arms around him and pecked him on the cheek.
"Hey! Hey! Get off! YOU'RE GONNA KILL MARIO!!!!!"
I jumped off of him. My relationship with Matt would take some getting used to. He's been a little bit more obsessive over his games ever since I smuggled him into the apartment that I was supposed to be sharing with only Light and sometimes, the task force. "Eep! I'm sorry, Matty!"
He groaned. "Shut up for once, Misa. And how many times have I told you to friggin' call me that!?!"
I smiled and placed my finger over my lips. "Shh. Light's still in the other room. Don't want him to find you."
Behind his goggles, he rolled his eyes and went back to his game.
Matt had rolled his eyes at me! Poor Misa. Aww.
I left the room and went back to Light, who had obviously completed whatever mission it was that he needed. He and his eyes closed and was leaning far back in his chair. When I walked in, he opened one eye.
"Hello, Misa. That was a really long drink break."
Oopsies. I'd forgotten how long a drink usually took. I'd been gone too long. Silly Misa.
"Yeah…"
"What happened?" Light asked.
"Nothing. Just zoned out." I avoided his eyes. He can read dilated pupils really well. (Again, whatever that is.)
He knew I was lying. I think. I mean, he looked like he was thinking about me. Or, thinking about something. I don't know, okay?
"So, you came crawling back to me, eh?" He smirked a little. Stress does that to him sometimes. Poor Light. He was all stressed and stuff.
"Yeah." He didn't know how right he was.
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AN: Again, I was bored. Sorry if this sucks. If you think it does, (suck, that is,) don't review. If you think it's good, please PLEASE review.
Thanks for reading. And a special dedication/shoutout to K for editing this.