Foolish Mortals
L wasn't stalking Misa.
Absolutely not. He was just following her home. To make sure she wasn't hurt of course. Who knew what kind of perverts could be lurking about that time of night? And since Raito wouldn't protect her, L certainly would.
I mean, he was just following her.
Which is considered stalking, and against the law, and frowned upon by most societies, but what do they know?
Foolish mortals.
How dare they question the all-seeing, all-knowing, marvelous, dashing, handsome detective known as the all-seeing, all-knowing, marvelous, dashing, handsome L?
Those stupid, petty humans. So below L's superior species of Genius.
So, law be damned, L wasn't stalking Misa, and he knew it. Which was the important part.
It occurred to L that it was also important that Misa was clear that he wasn't stalking her, when she turned around and screamed at the top of her tiny lungs, "Ryuuzaki is a pervert!"
L had to do something.
He had a stellar reputation to protect, here. He wasn't stalking Misa, and he was definitely not a pervert. Or at least he was less perverted than most men, and that had to count for something.
So, L decided to convince Misa that he was just… watching over her. In a friendly manner, like a father would watch over his daughter. A very lecherous father, but we won't mention that to the public.
Oh ho. How very smart he was.
So, slowly approaching the quivering girl, he said "Is Misa-san alright?" because that was the best thing he could come up with at the moment.
And he was quite ashamed of himself, too. He was supposed to be a mastermind. And all he could say was one measly little "Is Misa-san alright?"
Watari would surely be laughing at that one.
Misa glared at the offending detective. "No! Misa-san," she says, mimicking him lividly, "is afraid for her dignity, and possibly her life! Misa is afraid Ryuuzaki will… um…"
It suddenly appeared that Misa was running a fever. Her lower lip started trembling, and her face was quickly turning fire-engine red.
"You look embarrassed," L said slowly. Nooooo. She's just blushing because a little bird told her to.
Even sarcasm was evading L at this moment.
L tried to walk closer, but then Misa screamed and buried herself in a small corner, rocking back and forth and shaking.
"G-get away from Misa! R-r-ryuuzaki is a p-pervert! Go away!"
L, for the first time in his ingenious life, was confused. First the perverted comment, then the blushing, then the screaming and hiding in a corner.
Why would a young lady react to him like that?
After all, he was only trying to make sure she didn't get hurt, or…
Oh.
If one were there at the precise moment, they would have heard the small click as L put two and two together.
Ha. He knew that.
Misa stood up, and prepared herself to make an escape.
"No, no, I'm not trying to hurt you, Misa-san! I only want--"
Smack.
Now, this was something new. Misa had slapped him in the face, and it had hurt quite a bit, actually.
Only one thing registered in the all-seeing, all-knowing, L's mind:
Ouch.
Maybe he wasn't so smart after all.
A/N: I am officially suffering from writer's block, people. I can't write. At all. Lie was a failure, and this one sucks too. God, why.
Constructive criticism will be appreciated, so maybe I can pull my butt out of the mud. I know L was major OOC, so no flames about that.
Thanks, and review.