I know this isn't a very popular pairing, but hell, for all you LxMisa fans, here's a fanfiction I typed up while I was bored. Spring Break FTW.

I believe that there will be more chapters of this, but only a few. Not like my other RaitoxL Fanfiction, I had alot to work with with them. Poor L and Misa. They're my OTP too. ; ;

ANYWAY. Here you go, Guys.

Chatper One: Dream

Misa felt him press his body against her, kissing her passionately. She kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him, tasting him. He wrapped his arms around Misa holding her tightly as he tasted her too. Misa was enjoying the friction between their bodies, the heat they were exchanging. He unbuttoned her blouse and placed his hands firmly over her chest, then caressing her gently. She moaned in pleasure. She was definitely enjoying this. Even though the male she was getting intimate with just happened to be Ryuzaki...

Misa woke up, breathing heavily. Remembering that she was on a floor covered with cameras, her heart raced. She only hoped that she hadn't said anything in her sleep. Throwing off the covers, Misa leaped out of bed and headed to the restroom. The sink squeaked as she turned a knob, and water poured out of the spout. Misa splashed water into her face continuously, until she decided that she was no longer "dirty."What was with that dream? Misa thought, as she turned the sink's knob to stop the water flow.

Diary Entry

Poor Raito came down with the flu this week. He's been taken to an unknown building so that he can recover. I hope he's okay. Because Raito's sick, Ryuzaki is no longer chained to him, because he might catch something. I wish it was Ryuzaki who was sick, and not Raito. Then I could have Raito to myself, without Ryuzaki always hanging around when we date. Though like Ryuzaki says, it doesn't make a difference, because people are watching through cameras. I can't stand him. He's even gotten into my dreams somehow. That dream was a bit much, though. I would never do that with Ryuzaki. It's not even possible.

"Are you alright, Misa-san?" Ryuzaki asked, turning to Misa as she walked onto the main floor. "You seemed a bit upset when you got out of bed this morning."

"I had a feeling you were watching me." Misa pouted. "That's why I'm upset."

"You should be used to it by now, considering it's already been a month since you started living here." Ryuzaki replied. "In fact, you've never minded until this morning."

"Leave me alone." Misa sighed, taking a seat next to Ryuzaki. She didn't usually do this, but this morning, Misa took a close look at Ryuzaki.

He was sitting how he normally sat, which wouldn't be considered normal at all; he had his feet on the chair aligned with his bottom, and his knees bent against his chest. In fact, nothing could really be considered normal about Ryuzaki. His hair was black and messy, it didn't seem like he usually combed it, and it looked like it was cut very unevenly. His haircut was probably the strangest thing about him, next to the way he sat. The next thing was his eyes. First of all, they were big, which emphasized on the detail of how black and deep his pupils were, like the abyss, mysterious and intriguing. Beneath these round eyes were dark marks of an insomniac, he looked like he didn't even sleep. The dark marks completed the emphasis of his eyes, the deepness of them, the darkness, the way his stare pulled you in, nearly penetrating your mind. To add onto the list of weirdness, Ryuzaki was also very pale, and thin, considering all that junk food he ate. Misa had never seen Ryuzaki eat a decent meal before. Yet he was underweight.And it wasn't just his appearance that was weird, Ryuzaki had several quirks that could make him stand out in a crowd. He never stood straight, to start with, though he was still very tall even when he was hunching. He didn't usually wear shoes, and when he did wear shoes, he didn't wear any socks, and when he wasn't wearing shoes his toes were usually wrestling against one another. He always pressed a finger or a thumb to his mouth, and kept it there, even if he was talking, rubbing his lip now and then. Though, that habit, along with biting fingernails is common. But other things, like the way Ryuzaki picked things up, like they were contaminated or, were not common habits. You could call these quirks about Ryuzaki weird...or you could call Ryuzaki interesting.

They didn't match up, though. While the way he looked and acted were anything but normal, his speech was that of an intelligent gentleman. He spoke politely to everyone, even when he was losing his patience, he kept his courtesy well at his lips. When Misa realized that Ryuzaki noticed her staring, she looked past him, to pretend she was looking at something behind him instead of at him.

Ryuzaki kept his gaze on her. "Misa-san, is there some reason that you're on this floor instead of on your own floor?" He asked curiously.

"I'm bored." Misa answered simply. She tried to keep her answers breif so that Ryuzaki didn't try to find meanings behind her words. She hated that.

"Is this floor more exciting than your floor?"

"Yeah, you're on this floor."

Ryuzaki's eyes grew slightly wider. Misa gasped at what she had just implied.

"I mean to say that there are people on this floor! It's boring by myself, that's all!" She squeaked, standing up from her seat. Ryuzaki remained silent for a second or two.

"I see." His expression was blank. "Are you going to go with Matsuda-san then?"

"I have a day off today, I don't need to be with Matsu." Misa paused, then gave Ryuzaki a hard look. "Or are you trying to get rid of me?"

"That's not it. I was assuming that for fun, Matsuda-san would be more to your liking than me." Ryuzaki replied, popping a sugar cube into his mouth.

Misa blinked. "I can have fun with you. What do you like to do, Ryuzaki?" She asked.

"I like to investigate cases."

"No, no. I mean like a hobby."

Ryuzaki tilted his head. "Hobby...I don't really have a hobby."

"Eh? Don't you have something you like to do in your spare time?" Misa asked, sitting down again, resting her elbow on the desk.

"It depends on what mood I'm in." Ryuzaki answered.

"So what do you want to do right now, Ryuzaki?"

"Catch a super-natural mass murderer." Ryuzaki said, eating another sugar cube. Misa frowned.

"I meant with me, help me have fun, Ryuzaki." She demanded, pouting. Ryuzaki turned his head to look at her strangely.

"I don't know what I would like to do with you."

Perverted thoughts are rushing into my head. I wish he had worded that differently.

Ryuzaki decided to pretend that he didn't see Misa blush.

"Ryuzaki, how come you never fix yourself up?" Misa asked just to jump to another subject.

Ryuzaki tilted his head. "Why would I need to fix myself up, Misa-san?" He asked.

"Because a person's appearance says alot about them." Misa replied. "It would give people a good opinion of you."

Ryuzaki unwrapped a bar of chocolate. "I never really cared what other thought about me or my appearance. It's really a waste of time." He bit into the chocolate bar. "Anyway, even if I did fix myself up, it would make no difference. I usually investigate in a room with no human contact with anyone for months." He added. "There's no point in taking the time if no one is going to see you."

Misa stared curiously. "So you don't have to be ashamed of anything when no one can see you?"

"I have no reason to be ashamed, and even if I did, no one could see me. Yes." Ryuzaki answered.

"So in that room do you walk around naked?" Misa asked.

Ryuzaki placed a hand on his forehead holding back a laugh. "No, Misa-san, I don't walk around naked." He replied smiling.

"Why not? No one could see you in that room anyway." Misa argued playfully.

"I wear clothes for warmth, Misa-san." Ryuzaki laughed lightly.

"So if there were really comfortable clothes that were really warm, and they were see-through, you wouldn't mind wearing them?" Misa asked.

"I suppose, if I wanted to find the time to locate someone who bothered to make that sort of thing." Ryuzaki shrugged.

"Hmm. I bet you'd look nice if you fixed yourself up, Ryuzaki." Misa hummed. "It would bring out your eyes better."

"My eyes?" Ryuzaki repeated.

Misa smiled. "You have really cute eyes."

From that statement it seemed as though Ryuzaki were suddenly lost in his own thoughts. "Thank you." He said finally, looking back to Misa.

Misa giggled. "Just stating a fact."

Ryuzaki's computer made a noise, causing Ryuzaki to turn his eyes to the monitor. He looked at the text on the screen, then turned to it, typing something in. He seemed very caught up in this, but Misa wanted his attention. She frowned at this. Why did she want his attention anyway? Ryuzaki was an interesting person, and her friend, but, she didn't usually give him this much attention. No, that was probably because Raito was not there to take her attention, so she could give it to a friend. That's right, Ryuzaki was just a good friend of hers. ... ... Then again...you don't have dreams of having sex with good friends, do you? Misa fidgeted, frustrated. She could just talk to Ryuzaki. He seemed to know the answer to everything, and would help her feel better about this. ... But it would be awkward as hell to tell someone, "I had a sex dream about you," if they weren't your boyfriend. Also, what if the answer Ryuzaki gave her was one she didn't want to hear at all? She sighed and watched Ryuzaki's fingers hit the keyboard. Ryuzaki seemed to not have noticed Misa's sigh at all, as he was probably caught up in some information from the Kira case. Stupid Kira. He got in the way of everything. Misa decided to shake Ryuzaki's shoulder to get his attention. Ryuzaki turned his eyes to her because of the contact she had made with him, and how her small hands were still on his shoulder.

"What is it?" He asked with slight interest. Misa frowned and looked down. Could she really tell him such a thing? Ryuzaki took more interest in Misa when he saw how red her face was. "What's the matter? You look so flushed."

"R-Ryuzaki..." Misa breathed as if she had just ran sixteen laps on the track. Ryuzaki tilted his head.

"Yes?" A simple response, but it demanded so much. Misa took her sweet time to breathe slowly and think about how to word her sentence. Ryuzaki didn't have all the paitience in the world, but it wasn't like he could push her to speak when she looked so upset and embarassed.

Misa put her gaze directly to Ryuzaki. "I had...a dream about you." So much for wording. Ryuzaki stared at the girl with a blank look.

"What kind of dream?" Ryuzaki asked, placing his thumb to his lips. Misa frowned. How was she going to word that?

"The kind of dream that I'd much rather have about Raito," Is what came out. Good. At least it wasn't something like, "You were having sex with me and I loved it," which was more or less actually pretty true.

Ryuzaki looked up at the ceiling and sighed. "Don't worry, dreams can be based upon what lingers in the back of your mind sometimes, little things that you don't actually want. It's most likely that you had that dream because you believe me to be a pervert." He explained.

Misa exhaled in relief, though she didn't feel overly satisfied with the answer she had been given. She scooted her chair next to Ryuzaki's, her face closer to his. "Ryuzaki.."

Ryuzaki stared oddly at Misa now, wondering what she was going to do. "Yes?"

"I..want to know for sure..." Misa said, looking into Ryuzaki's eyes and blushing. Ryuzaki looked back into hers, with a very blank expression.

"What do you mean by that, Misa-san?" He asked. Ryuzaki was taken by surprise when Misa grasped his jaw and pulled closer to him. The red upon her face tinted brighter.

"I need to check.." Misa breathed scarcely. Ryuzaki's cute eyes were wider than usual now. Soon enough, Misa very hesitantly pressed her lips softly to Ryuzaki's. Ryuzaki arched his body, emitting a soft and short purr as Misa kissed him. The small moan made Misa's heart beat faster, and she broke the kiss, only to press into his lips firmer, sucking at his mouth. Ryuzaki twisted around a bit, pulling his body upwards as she licked at his lips. He placed his hands softly to her face, seeming like he didn't know if he was trying to pull her in, or push her away. Misa decided that at least he liked it, whether he wanted it to happen or not, Ryuzaki liked it.

Not sure whether he was allowed to kiss back, Ryuzaki moved his lips, sucking slighlty on Misa's lower lip. Misa gasped in ecstasy. Ryuzaki gained confidence, gripping on Misa's face softly and licking the edge of her mouth. Misa seemed to lick back, to get him to put his tongue in. Ryuzaki pushed his lips on hers, entering her mouth, rolling his tongue around, teasing her tongue. Misa's lips tightened on his, and she pushed him back a bit, when she realized she was getting more from Ryuzaki than she had gotten from her own boyfriend. Misa broke the kiss now, catching her breath. She rested her head against Ryuzaki's chest. His heart was racing. His unsteady breath had an effect on his ribs, pressing against Misa's head. Misa could tell that Ryuzaki had become extremely flustered. Misa rested her hands on Ryuzaki's shoulders, and kissed his collarbone softly.

"Ryuzaki, I'm going to my room." Misa said, standing up. She didn't look directly at him.

When she was gone, Ryuzaki pressed his forehead to his knees, grasping onto his shins.

Diary Entry

I kissed Ryuzaki yesterday, to find out if that dream was really just a fling or not. To tell the truth, it felt too good. It confused me even more. I woke up this morning and found myself drinking wine to calm myself down. I hope this doesn't get too out of hand.

.CHAPTER END.