Six months on from 'When L Falls Ill.' Of course, I don't own the Death Note manga, anime, Live Action Movies or whatever. You get the drill.


Misa was annoyed.

"Awww, Light, please? Misa-Misa really wants you to come with her so she's not lonely!"

Her boyfriend shook his head, never taking his eyes from the notes he was writing. "No. I'm very busy, Misa. Can't you see that?"

"But-"

"Enough, Misa. I am not, I repeat not, accompanying you to watch other men ogle you as you pose," Light flatly interjected, flipping over the page on his little notebook and continuing to write. Misa growled in frustration and turned her head away from her boring lover to sip her drink with a heavy scowl on her pretty face.

L had watched the couple bicker with his usual expressionless face, a slight bulge in his cheek as he sucked on a boiled sweet, fiddling in his pocket for the paper bag that held many more. Shoving a few more in his mouth, he rested his head on his hand and simply blinked a few times at Light. The younger man raised his eyebrows at him as if to say, "What?" L just resumed sucking his sweets and stared at the table.

Misa drained her glass of water (she was going to a photo shoot soon and didn't want any visible bulge. This was what she had been arguing about with Light) and tried to prod L's leg under the table, then remembered he was sat hunched as usual with his feet up. So instead, she poked his arm. "Ryuzaki?"

"Misa?" He spoke slightly muffled due to the face his mouth was still crammed with sweets. But Misa didn't seem to mind. She grabbed his hand and smiled sweetly at him. "Ryuzaki would come with Misa-Misa to her photo shoot, wouldn't he?"

The smile and batting eyelashes didn't seem to work on L. He didn't draw his hand out of her grasp, but again he blinked a few times, swallowing a few crunched-up sweets so he could talk better. After agreeing to remove the handcuffs that bound him and Light together, he could hardly stand to look at him, let alone talk to him (save for the one time he had fallen ill, a few months ago, when Light had to look after him). But he was comfortable around Misa, despite her flirty antics.

"What use would I be at this photo shoot?" L asked, rolling a sweet round his mouth and fishing the paper bag out of his pocket again. His face remained expressionless, his eyes as dark and exhausted-looking as ever. Misa pouted playfully. She loved playing around with L. Light rolled his eyes in exasperation, but he said nothing.

"Well," Misa grinned cheekily, reaching out and snaffling a sweet from the bag, slipping it past her glossy red lips ("One sweet won't hurt," she thought to herself), "Ryuzaki can come along so Misa isn't lonely, and he can see how pretty she really is! Ryuzaki needs to find a nice girl someday! Ryuzaki might meet somebody nice if he comes along?"

L twitched the sweets out of the girl's reach and licked his lips almost nervously (but it's possible he just had a bit of sweet on his lip). "Relationships are not my strong point," he muttered.

"Never had one?"

"Oh, yes, I have; back in England. Just the one," he replied.

Misa laughed.

"Then come with Misa and find another!"

Light snorted, "Leave him be. I don't know why you even brought him along." He sipped at his coffee and twirled his pen in his hand. L growled softly.

"I don't sit here for the aim of pleasing you," he replied harshly.

"Light, please be quiet!" commanded Misa, wagging her finger at him. "Misa-Misa is trying to talk to Ryuzaki!"

L sighed heavily. Misa was a tough one. "If you two…stop arguing, I will come with you," he told Misa. She squealed in delight and jumped over the table to hug him, knocking over her empty glass and almost overturning Light's coffee cup. "Thank you, Ryuzaki, Misa is happy now!"

"Um…glad," he muttered, gently prising Misa off. "When do you need to be there?"

"In an hour."


"Why did I ever agree to this?" muttered L to himself, hunched over on a chair, nibbling at his thumb as always. Misa had disappeared somewhere, telling him to stay put. She'd been gone at least fifteen minutes and nothing was happening that was remotely interesting. The detective fiddled in his pocket and found only one sweet left. If he were a pouting person, he most probably would have done just that. Instead, he popped the strawberry sweet in his mouth and tried to savour it.

"These lights and cameras are annoying…" he cursed, pushing the sweet under his tongue and casting his eyes around for Misa. A girl was posing for the cameras and had the same hair colour, but it wasn't her.

Wait.

L stared.

It was…

But they had made her up so beautifully he hardly recognised her. A black spaghetti strap top enhanced her impressive breasts, and a purple miniskirt showed off her shapely dancer's legs. Her eyes shone as brightly as her glossy lips, and she tossed her hair back and threaded a hand through it, smiling playfully at the camera.

Then she ran off the set to change to another outfit. L had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. She looked so…different.

Beautiful, in fact.

Now, L had had the tiniest crush on Misa for a while now. Well, it was more like he thought her face was nice, and he liked the way she dressed. But she was a little 'in his face' for him to be comfortable sometimes.

Still, he'd give her a go.

If only she wasn't with that idiot Yagami.

Idiot Yagami…he hadn't been saying that six months ago.

Misa had returned, with her hair poker-straight and flowing down her back, her eyes heavily outlined with black kohl and her lips slicked with purple lipgloss. Dressed from head to toe in Gothic red and black attire, complete with a studded bracelet and spiked choker, she struck a serious but sexy pose. This time, L's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She usually dressed a little Gothic, but this…

This made her desirable.

Getting to her knees and leaning forward, Misa slowly ran her tongue over her lips, eyes half-lidded. L could practically see right down her top. He felt a blush rising to his cheeks, and he forced himself to look away from her. The way her eyes bored into his was unbearable.

She left to change again; returning having donned a dark pink bikini and a sunhat.

Then a white shirt and red-and-black plaid skirt. This one did it for L. He had to get out of there or so help him.

"I can't take much more of this," he thought, quickly rising to his feet and chancing one last glance at Misa before hurrying out the door, searching for fresh air.

L leaned against the wall outside, running a hand over his brow, breathing heavily. He couldn't kid himself- he had finally acknowledged that Misa Amane was incredibly sexy. "Phew…I need to calm myself down…"

Misa came out about half an hour later looking confused. "Ryuzaki?" she called out. "Where have you gone?"

"Round here."

Looking round the corner, she saw L crouched on an upturned crate. Blinking curiously, she approached him and sat beside him. "Is something wrong?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No. I simply felt too hot in there and vacated the premises for some fresh air."

Misa smirked. "Hmmm…is Ryuzaki sure? Misa thinks he liked what he saw!"

"I…well, you did look attractive."

Misa smiled at L. "Just attractive?"

L looked at her in the way he always does. "How about I take you back now?"

"Misa-Misa doesn't want to go back to boring old Light! Can she come back to your place?"

"I…don't see any harm in it, I suppose."


Misa was a little depressed when they got to L's flat. It was a little chilly, since L never used it except when he wanted a break from the Kira Investigation Headquarter. Misa plonked herself down on L's couch with a sullen expression, clutching a pillow to her chest. L went straight to the kitchen to turn the heating on, and made coffee for himself and for Misa (taking the sugar bowl with him, knowing he'd probably use it all in his coffee). She brightened up a little when he gave her a hot cup and drank gratefully while he dropped sugar lumps continuously into his.

"Ryuzaki will get tooth decay," she giggled.

"I'm very careful to brush my teeth after I gorge," was all he said, practically emptying the sugar bowl and stirring his drink. "You look a little upset, Misa."

"Just a little," she sighed, drinking. "Misa is upset that Light doesn't care for her."

"I'm sure he does-"

"No he doesn't. Even Ryuzaki knows it. Light doesn't love Misa-Misa and never did. But Misa-Misa loves him." She sighed and set her cup on the table in front of the sofa. L grimaced. He wasn't sure how to confront this.

He knew how little Light cared for Misa. And he hated him for it. Well, he hated him anyway since the handcuffing.

But Misa needed to be made to feel better. L drained his cup (regretting it as his throat stung like crazy from the heat) and nibbled at his thumb for a moment before saying, "What will cheer you up, Misa?"

She considered for a moment, sucking her finger, unaware of L staring as she did it. "Um…Misa isn't so sure…how about candy?"

L blinked. "Candy? I suppose I'm the one for that, aren't I?" he said, getting stiffly to his feet and disappearing for a moment, muttering to himself.

"Ryuzaki isn't usually so nice," Misa thought, smiling to herself. "He's being quite sweet to Misa…maybe I should…play with him a little? He's being nicer than boring old Light."

"Misa?"

She looked up to see L standing over her, holding out a few assorted lollipops. "First thing I found. I hope it's okay."

"Thank you!" she chirped, taking them and sticking one in her mouth. "Misa figured Ryuzaki would have eaten all the cake."

"Yes. Sorry about that."

Misa just smirked and took the lollipop out of her mouth to lick it, carefully watching L's reaction. At first, nothing. He just nibbled on his thumb again.

"Cheered up?"

"Yes, thank you!" she replied, fluttering her eyelashes at L. He averted his eyes and sighed. "But Ryuzaki doesn't look happy…"

L shook his head and reached out for the sugar bowl where one more sugar cube lay, and he popped it in his mouth. "Don't worry about me. However…Misa, you shouldn't be doing this."

"Doing what?"

"You're trying to seduce me- the look in your eyes and the way you're going about with that lolly says it all." He looked straight at her, deadly serious. "I'm about…89% certain of it. You love Light. I am not the one. For anyone, understand?"

"But Misa feels so lonely!" she whined, twirling her hair round her finger cutely. "Misa wants to feel happy!"

"I thought the candy was supposed to do that."

"No, it's not enough," she said, shaking her head, locks of summer sunshine bouncing round her shoulders. L bit his lip. She carried on, "Misa-Misa loves Light. But Light doesn't love Misa! So Misa is going to cheer herself up without him! With someone else!" She sounded almost fierce.

The detective just stared at the wall, tightening his grip round his legs. Misa rolled her eyes, wishing L would get the hint. In fact he had got it, and by God he would do what she wanted, but it just wouldn't be right.

"Misa…" he sighed. "I can't. Not while you're with Light. It's cheating."

"I know!"

"So-"

Misa dug her phone out of her handbag and stuck her lolly in her mouth to text. After a minute, satisfied, she dropped it back. "How about now?" she purred, leaning closer to L and licking round her lolly seductively with her pointy tongue. L groaned and tipped his head back, eyes closed.

"No."

Misa grew angry, and flung her candy onto the table, kneeling up with her hands on her skinny hips. "Why?" she burst out. "Why, Ryuzaki? What makes you turn away from me? What do I do that's so-?"

"Listen to me!" L sat up so suddenly he was actually straight, not slouched over. He had hardly raised his voice, but Misa knew he had had enough. "Misa. Listen. I will not be responsible for your cheating on your boyfriend; arrogant child though he is, and don't try to sway me. I do not double-cross. And all you want is to get your revenge. Yes, you're a very attractive girl, I'll agree to that, but you're lashing out against Light for not being there for you! You don't want me at all."

"I'm sorry, what?" she said sweetly, getting her phone out again and showing the first letter in her 'sent messages' folder.

Hi, Light!

Just wanted to give you some good news.

It's over. I'm having fun, how about you? X x

She put her phone down and turned back to L. "Well?"

"Misa, you can't go around doing this-"

"But Misa loves L!"

L was struck dumb. He stared at her, biting his thumb so hard he tore skin away. But inside, his heart skipped a beat.

What to do now…?


Their lips crushed together in a searing kiss. Misa moaned in satisfaction, threading her hands through L's thick dark hair, surprised to actually find it to be quite soft. L had hardly any idea what he was doing, but all he knew was he was kissing Misa and he never wanted it to end…

"Jackpot," Misa thought. She slid her hands up L's shirt, stroking the warm skin of his back. He shuddered delightfully and wound his arms round Misa's small body to draw her closer while kissing and kissing her like his life depended on it.

Though feeling almost drunk on lust, he managed to compose himself and break away, panting. "Wait, Misa…is this right?"

"Right?" she exclaimed, wiping her lips delicately. "Ryuzaki was the one who kissed Misa! He wants and she wants! So yes, it's right!"

"But you just broke up with Light-"

"And Misa is celebrating," she purred, stroking L's pale cheek with her slim fingers. "Why doesn't Ryuzaki help?"

L gasped in surprise, for Misa suddenly shifted and sat on L, straddling him with her legs either side of him. Before he could say anything, Misa leaned close and whispered,

"Just kiss me."

He lost control- grabbed her hair and forcefully kissed her, feeling her small hands creep under his shirt again, but this time tugging at it, wanting it off. They broke their kiss for a moment so Misa could remove the offending item of clothing and drop it to the floor before they started kissing again, their mouths open, tongues twining. L gently pulled the bands from Misa's pigtails out so he could freely run his hands through her hair, shuddering again as the girl's hands wandered over his bared chest.

"Bedroom," Misa whispered in L's ear, sucking lightly on his earlobe. L shook his head and lifted Misa off him to pin her on her back.

"We stay here, Misa…"

"Why?"

"It's sexier," he shrugged, biting at Misa's neck while loosening the laces on her corset so he could slip it off. Then, reconsidering, he just slid it down a little so as to expose her breasts. A faint blush bloomed across Misa's cheeks, but L just thought it even sexier. He couldn't believe he had her all to himself, at last.

"What now?" asked Misa, tilting her head back to allow L more access to her neck- he had left a lovebite just under her ear and was now in the process of giving her another at the junction of her neck and shoulder, grinding his hips against hers all the while. L continued to suck and bite at her pale skin until he had left numerous marks, then sat up, wiping his lips in satisfaction. A lustful gleam danced in his big dark eyes. "I think…" he started, taking Misa's hands and pulling her into a sitting position so she could rest her head on his chest, "I think I should give Misa what she wants, don't you think?"

"And what is it that you think Misa wants?" purred Misa, pressing a soft kiss to L's chest. Sighing, he closed his eyes and stroked Misa's hair, loving how soft it was. Then he opened his eyes and lifted Misa's head up so they could gaze at each other lovingly. L brushed some tousled hair from her face and whispered,

"I think Misa wants Ryuzaki to make love to her."

The words sounded so strange coming from retiring, stoic L, but at his words, Misa suddenly felt much warmer in her lower regions and she blushed again. L averted his eyes and turned away from her, fearing he had scared or offended her. When she said nothing, he leaned down to grab his shirt from the floor-

-But a pair of hands gripped his shoulders hard and forced him to turn round.

L stared. Misa had removed her tight black jeans and underwear in the time he hadn't been looking at her, and she knelt in front of him with a cheeky expression upon her pretty face. He noted she had left her corset on in the position he had shifted it to. The four lovebites on her neck stood out against her pale flesh; marks that showed who she now belonged to.

"So…" she whispered, crawling over to the detective and licking her lips, "what are you waiting for, Ryuzaki…?"


Light felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and he put down his book to fish it out. Not surprised to find the text was from Misa, he sighed as he opened the message. He frowned as he read it, his mouth opening slightly.

"That…wasn't what I was expecting." He shrugged and closed the message, dropping the phone back into his pocket and picking up his book again.

"Free at last. Thank God for that. But I wonder why? She's so devoted to me…strange…"

"Who was that?" asked his sister, without looking up from the TV. Light smirked behind his book.

"It was Misa. I've just become single."


With a shudder and a gasp, L reached completion, spilling inside Misa. She let out a satisfied moan, smiling softly. L, breathing heavily, fell forward onto Misa, burying his dark head in the crook of her neck and panting against her heated skin.

They lay in content silence for about a minute.

Then Misa whispered, "Amazing…"

"R-Really?" L asked with wide eyes as he lifted his head up to look at her. She nodded with a little laugh and stroked L's slightly tangled hair. He smiled a rare smile and kissed Misa softly.

"Thank you," he said, pulling out of her and lying beside her, stroking her flat stomach (he had pulled the corset from her body sometime during lovemaking). "I didn't think I'd do so well that time."

"Has Ryuzaki done it before?"

"Yes, a few times."

Misa purred, "Misa was very satisfied with Ryuzaki's performance. Misa enjoyed herself very much and would like to be with Ryuzaki."

"Be with? As in together?"

"Yes!"

L's eyes widened again. "Really?"

"Yes!"

"Then…will you be my girlfriend?"

Misa nodded happily and L leaned close to kiss her with all the passion he could muster. Misa's hands wandered up and down L's back, sighing softly against his thin lips. He pulled away and swept Misa into his arms, making her squeal.

"What are you doing?"

"Tired out?" he asked, carrying her to his room. She nodded. "Then we shall sleep."

He deposited Misa onto his black bedsheets and climbed in with her, letting her curl up against his pale body, raising a weary hand to stroke her blonde locks. "So, you love me?" he whispered.

"Yes. Does Ryuzaki love Misa…?"

L was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Yes, I'm pretty sure of it."

"How sure?"

"About ten…no, five percent."

Misa giggled sleepily and rested her head on L's thin chest. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. L lay awake for a few hours, trying to fight the want to rest, but eventually he gave in and slept.


L was the first to wake up in the morning, hearing Misa's phone ringing in the next room. Misa lay curled up against L, and he had some difficulty extracting himself from his grasp, but eventually he managed to slide out of bed and make his (naked) way to the living room. Pulling Misa's still ringing phone out of her bag, he saw at once it was Light calling. "Should I answer it?" he thought, sitting down and staring at the phone. "He'll immediately know what's going on if I answer it…but I guess it won't hurt…"

"Good morning, Light."

"Ryuzaki?" Light sounded genuinely surprised. "Where's Misa?"

"Currently asleep. I can wake her up if you wish," L replied.

"No, no, leave her be, it's okay. I just wanted to talk to her. I'm not upset or anything, but I just wanted to talk. But if she's asleep-"

"Like I said-"

"Wait, why is she asleep at your place, Ryuzaki? What's going on? She never came back from her photo shoot so I assumed she went back with you, but why did she stay the night and suddenly break up with me?"

"I suggest you ask her when she decides she wants to speak to you, Light," L coolly replied, looking over his shoulder and seeing a sleepy Misa peering round the doorway at him. "She's here now, if there's anything urgent to be said."

"Oh…go on then."

"It's Light," drawled L, holding out the phone. Misa crossed the room, wearing L's shirt (which fitted her like a dress), and plonked herself down on the couch next to him. She took the phone and held it to her ear, looking bored. "Can I help you, Light?"

"Well, you could start by telling me why you stayed the night with Ryuzaki. I've been a little worried about you."

"Like you would care," Misa replied coldly, snuggling up to L, but too annoyed that Light had called her to put on her cute way of speaking. "You want the truth? Okay, I was sick of not being cared for. So I went to Ryuzaki and he cheered me up. I broke up with you because I thought it was the right thing to do. And Ryuzaki…he made love to me like you never could, Light! Now Ryuzaki and I are together, and you know what, I'm happy! You won't use me anymore!"

There was silence on the end of the phone for a minute or so. L held his breath, waiting for the outcome as he stroked his new girlfriend's hair.

Then Light sighed, "Okay, Misa. I understand totally. You're right, I'm not good for you. If you still want to be friends, then I'd like that. But you don't have to."

"I'll…think about it."

"Thank you," he replied. "Good luck with him."

"Thanks, Light. See you."

"Bye."

Misa put the phone down and sighed. L held her close and stroked her hair.

"Are you okay?"

She looked up at him and smiled softly, running a finger up and down L's chest. "Course Misa's okay!" she chimed. "Misa is with Ryuzaki and is in love!"

"I'm glad," L whispered, kissing Misa's forehead. "Now, it's still early. Should we go back to bed?"

"Yeah, think so." She jumped up, taking L's hand and taking him back to what was now their room. They got back into bed and surprisingly, it was L who fell asleep first.


I haven't uploaded anything for a while, so I hope this was okay! Two more to go now...