Ch1- My favorite story

Her slender body pressed against my chest and her taut thighs wrapped around my slim waist, as I devoured those cherry flavored pink lips and invaded her warm wet mouth with my tongue. I felt her fingers probing at the hem of my long sleeved white shirt as she pulled it over my head breaking the kiss for a single second before throwing the article of clothing aside and attacking my mouth in a heated mess of teeth and tongue.

Her body always appeared fragile but this is a disproven fact as a moan erupts from her throat when I drag my nails down her pale back. I lifted her out of the chair and slammed her back against my desk. My grey eyes trailed her perfect body. Beautiful moon-lit skin, flawless firm breasts that spilled out of a lacey blood red bra. hips that lead into perfect cream colored thighs and delectate small feet with pink toenails.

My pale lips moved lovingly and over to her shoulder sinking my teeth into her skin in a manor that would leave a bruised bite mark. She moaned loudly in response. I inhaled the sweet scent of her chanel perfume.

"Ryuzaki" she panted as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

I kissed her swollen pink lips and whispered "yes?"

"...I...I don't want to do this anymore" her voice cracked a bit as her breathing grew a little more labored.

I sat up and let her do the same. I moved so I could stand in front of her, where she still sat on the desk. I placed a hand on the mahogany wood on either side of her and caught her blue eyes with mine "What's wrong Misa"

"I just...I don't want to cheat on Light anymore Okay...I know he dosnt always treat me right but I do love him and we are engaged"

I sighed and fixed her bra strap so it wasn't falling off her shoulder anymore "Misa you say this just about every night"

"I know but...what dose it matter anyway, I don't even know you. I don't know your real name, I don't know how old you are and in all honesty you don't care about me and to be fair I dont care about you either" A sad smile spread across her pink lips and she said "Lets just be done with it okay"

"If that's what you want" was all I could think to say. I mean really, what is she to me? Its just sex. I backed up and pulled on my jeans and white shirt. I watched her pull her black skinny jeans up over the blood red thong that matched her bra. Her blond hair fell over one of her shoulders as she fumbled with the three buttons on her pants.

I leant over and picked up her off the shoulder black and white striped shirt and handed it to her. She pulled in off and adjusted the elbow length sleeves. I caught her by the wrist because we'd never taken her silver 6 inch heels off to begin with and I wasn't ready for her to go yet.

"What is it?"

"Just...good luck" I kissed the corner of her mouth and watched confusion fill those gorgeous blue eyes.

"Bye" she whispered and whipped her slender body around and disappeared in the darkness of the hallway. Leaving me standing in the doorway of my office.

It was always like this...She always left me assuming she'd get hurt or that she'd hurt someone else. She claims that I dont know her and she dosnt know me...But thats not true...I know Misa Amane...and she dose know me. Misa can predict me so easily. She reads my expressions and my different tones like an open book.

I know every square inch of her beautiful body by heart. Her deepest darkest secrets

aren't secrets from me, every hidden emotional scar is out in the open for my eyes. Yes, I know Misa Amane, I know when she fakes a smile, I know she talks in her sleep, I know about her nightmares and about her admiration for Kira and I know why shes so infatuated with him, I can see when shes about to falter and I can see when shes ashamed...Misa...

Of any book I've ever read...Misa Amane is my favorite story.