A/N: Sorry I haven't been on in decades, but I have had a severe lack of motivation. I just reread the first chapter of this, though, and decided it'd be nice if I wrote the next chapter. :3 So, here I go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

"Speaking."

Thinking.


Ch. 2: Gluttony

Misa sat on the couch, her arms and legs crossed despite the fact that she wore an extremely short skirt. Hmm...I wonder what another sin for Beyond could be? She held up her fingers as she tried to count the seven deadly sins. There's envy, pride, wrath, lust, greed, sloth...and...oh, what's the last one?

Misa tried, but couldn't remember what the last sin was. It was probably a good one, too...one that could help her win this competition. But what was it?

"Are you stuck, Love?"

The sound caused Misa to snap out of her thoughts, and look up at her boyfriend. Her violent, charming, lovable boyfriend.

"No, I'm just thinking of how easily I'm gonna beat you at this game! And then I'll get a special prize!"

"Is that so?" B replied, looking around aimlessly. "What sort of prize would you have in mind?"

"I'd make you my slave!" Misa proclaimed excitedly. "You'd do lots of stuff for me, and I wouldn't have to bother with anything except work!"

"Sounds interesting, Love. However, you've left out one detail." B told her, still looking around. What was he trying to find?

"Oh? And what is that?" she replied, pouting.

He knelt on the ground, still searching. "You've forgotten that I am going to be the one to win this contest, Miss Amane. And when I do, you will have to give ME a prize."

"Don't look forward to that, Ichigo-chan!" Misa warned him. "You know that I'm going to beat you!"

"I suppose you can keep telling yourself that, Miss Amane." he said, standing up. "But I will be victorious." He lifted his arm to reveal the thing he'd been searching for - a jar of strawberry jam.

"How do you eat that stuff all the time? It looks...it looks like it's too sweet!"

"It is not too sweet, and it helps me think." B replied. "You should try some, Misa. Perhaps it will help you think, too."

Misa opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by B's jam-covered finger, which entered her mouth before she could stop him. She blushed at the gesture - didn't he know what it implied?

He removed his finger from her mouth, leaving the jam only. "See, Miss Amane? It's good."

She swallowed. "I-it was...alright. Too many seeds. How can you eat it all the time without getting sick?"

B shrugged, and continued to eat his sweet - sickeningly sweet - jam, making Misa cringe. "I swear, you're as gluttonous as they come."

Gluttonous... Suddenly, Misa smacked her hands together. "That's it! That's your next sin!"

Beyond blinked in confusion. "What is?"

"Gluttony! You're always eating when I see you - even in your sleep!"

He paused, attempting to find fault in what Misa said. However, he could not. So, he sauntered over to Misa, and pressed a gentle, almost tentative kiss to her lips.

"You've won this round," he said, relishing in the flustered look that made its way onto Misa's face. "but there are still five more to go."


A/N: I had to get this out. It was pretty terrible, but at least I got it done. ^_^