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Bad Endings
Chapter One
Misa Amane's POV
The buzzer in the apartment that Light and I shared went off. At first I ignored it, lots of people were still ringing up for the old tenant. It rang again, I sighed and threw on a scarf, wrapping it around myself a couple times to hide the cleavage that was a bit "over-the-top" in my current outfit. Prancing over to the speaker near the door I got a nervous shiver, I thought of how Light admired this "talent", as he once called it, to always know when something was out of place. I pressed down on the intercom button and put on my normal tone of voice, "Yagami apartment, it's Misa!" I called into the microphone. I was deeply surprised when Mogi's voice traveled through the speaker, "Misa, it's us, can we come up and talk to you about something?" He sounded so grim, nothing like the upbeat, pretend manager Mogi. I answered, "Of course! Come right on up!" I shivered again, something horrible has happened.
I sprawled out across the couch and maintained a casual stance, and fluffed out the hem of my frilly pink skirt. A knock came through the door. "Come in!" I trilled, and in they did. The task force, minus Light, entered the apartment. "Heya boys!" I sat up, "can I get you anything?" I smiled as best I could but it was shaky. They stood there awkwardly, fidgeting and stammering. Aizawa hadn't looked up from the ground once. I gestured toward the chairs, "well take a seat guys."
Mogi spoke first, taking authority. "Misa, something happened yesterday and I'm not sure how you'll take it." He looked strait at me boring his eyes into mine. I stayed silent, I was so cold all of a sudden. "It's Light," he put his head down and then lifted it back up to speak with me. "Misa, he's dead."
At first I looked around, taking in the expressions around me, Matsuda's stood out the most for a single tear ran down his face and fell to the collar of his shirt. The words then hit me, hard. I shot off the couch, assuming a stiff upright posting, and the screaming began, "What do you mean he's dead? How can you say such a thing? There's no way it's possible! He told me he'd be back! This is such a sick joke!" The words shot from my mouth and the men in front of me stayed wordless.
At that moment Aizawa stepped forward and placed his hand on my shoulder, his steady grasp made me realize how hard I was shaking. "He was convicted with firm evidence of being Kira, it ended in gunpoint. He exited the scene and was later found lying on the stairs within an abandoned warehouse, he bled to death." The words were unreal, I was so cold. I felt a tear travel down my cheek and drop from my chin.
"How can you be so calm about this?" I screamed, tears rolling faster, I was now shaking so hard that I found it hard to believe that I hadn't broken in two, I found my seat on the couch again. "How?" I whimpered helplessly.
Mogi spoke up again, "we are very sorry for your loss Misa, I believe I speak for everyone when I say we lost a great team member. He was intelligent, dedicated, full of potential. But he was dangerous." This burned me, I snapped from my whimpering position.
"Light was not dangerous! Nor was he a criminal! This was a member of your team and all you can say was that he was a danger? How? Light was not Kira! You murderers!" I would stick up for him, alive or not, Kira or not Kira, Light was the only person that I had ever truly loved. I never knew I could cry so hard.
For a moment it was silent. "Misa, did you know anything about these actions? Be honest now, charges against you will not be pressed if you are to admit information to us, your innocence has been proven. Did you know Light was Kira?" Aizawa asked, he didn't seem to show the sympathy for Light that Mogi did, in fact he acted like he didn't really care at all.
Of course not, why would Light work on the investigation to only catch himself? It was senseless! "If Light was Kira don't you think I would've known? That he would've told his own girlfriend? Light was not Kira!" More shakes ran through my body. Could he really have been and not told me?
Mogi sighed "is there anyone we can call for you? To help you cope for the time being? Family? Friends?" he asked. I once again felt anger as it burned the top of my cold flesh. I straitened up, wiping my face and smearing make up everywhere. "No," I growled "but you can all get the fuck out of my apartment right now! You monsters!" The bravery lasted only to the end of my statement and I sniffled and tears began to fall again.
The task force all started to walk to the door, heads down and, hopefully, ashamed. They filed out, Mogi looking back with deep brown sympathetic eyes. And Ide, who hadn't shown any emotion the entire time, nodded at me in remorse. Taking up the end was Matsuda who said something quiet to Aizawa, who looked relieved to be leaving, and as the others left he shut the door behind them. He stood there for a moment and sighed, then walked back to me.
"I can't let you sit here alone, I have a little more heart than the rest of them." He said, his cheeks stained with tear trails. He proceeded to sit beside me.
I ignored his comment, none of them had heart. I mentally scoffed at the thought. Light had heart, Light was-... reality then took a complete toll on me. Light was gone. I broke. Not holding anything back I placed my head into my hands and bawled noisily. Matsuda put his arm around my shoulders, but it must have been there for a long time before I noticed.
When I finally looked up he was holding out a hankerchief. I took it gratefully, wiping my face before blowing my nose into it. When I looked into his grief-stricken face I realized that we were in the same situation, he cared for Light just as I did, Light had once even called Matsuda a friend. I felt another round of heartthrob and panic coming on with the cold shakes. Without thinking I wrapped my arms around Matsuda and sobbed into his chest. Feeling him put his arms around me in consolice only made my breath come raspy with whimpers. The last thing I remember that night was hearing him murmer "I'm sorry".
A/N: Terribly sad I know, it gets better. *Pinky swear!* I just love Misa, she's so full of passion and life. And Matsuda, well let's face it, we all know that he's an "idiot" but we all secretly think he's an adorable sweetheart. XD Happy Thursday!
P.S- Feel free to correct any grammer, I'm using wordpad and it doesn't have the "little green line" feature.
-Always Lee.