A/N: Well, this only took forever -sweatdrop-. Sorry about that… And if it seems like Misa's OOC in this chapter, it's just because I'm trying to write her as I imagine she would be if Light had turned her down as he did in chapter one of this. Bear with me.
A slight warning as well: Misa uses bad words about Takada.

~Goodnight, Sweet Princess~

Kiyomi Takada was admired; she was attractive, intelligent, and she had that air of coldness that made her seem just a little unreachable but not arrogant and self-absorbed.

Yes, she looked good, walking next to Light like that. They actually looked good together.

Light wasn't really interested in her, but it was a polite way to tell his many admirers that he was not going to go out with any of them. Of course, Takada didn't know about this and honestly thought that Light really cared for her. And he did, in a way. She was a nice person, after all, and while he wasn't interested in her, there were many people he cared less for, so he'd figured that if he had to be seen with a girl by his side, it might as well be the most respectable of the bunch.

Currently, said girl was casually walking next to him, engaging in small-talk about school and such. It was nice that someone was able to at least carry on a somewhat intelligent conversation, even though Light got the feeling that she was trying to sound smarter than she really was. Quite annoying, really, but better than talking to some semi-retarded--

"Light~"

That voice… that high-pitched voice. Hadn't he heard it somewhere? He glanced around to locate its owner, and let out a small, annoyed sigh when he saw the girl he'd gone out with a month ago… what was her name? Misa? Once again she was dressed in black, with her blond hair blowing into her face as she hurried over to them, and with another smile on her face.

"Hi, Light! I had a photo shoot near here, and when I saw you I just had to say hi."

Light was getting rather uncomfortable when the girl (was it Misa?) looked at Takada, her smile fading for just a second before returning.

"I thought you said you were too busy to date?" There was amusement in her voice as she turned back towards Takada, waving at her. "I'm Misa, nice to meet you," she said (He'd been right; it was Misa) and showed off another one of her large smiles. He briefly wondered why she always seemed so happy, but let the subject rest when he realized that he had to come up with an explanation. After all, he'd lied to her in order to avoid having to go out with her, and now she'd basically caught him in the act. Luckily, his mind provided him with an answer to her question and he started talking before he could think about whether or not it was a good idea.

"Oh, we're not going out or anything; we're just classmates."

Takada seemed to understand why he said what he said and offered a friendly smile, as if agreeing with him. Misa's eyes lit up a bit and her expression suddenly seemed more real.

"You don't have to lie to me, Light," she joked, since it was quite clear that she believed him, "I'm not your mother or anything." Light forced himself to laugh and Takada laughed too, although she sounded like she actually meant it.

No more than five seconds later, Light felt uncomfortable again. He was not sure what he should say to make Misa leave, but her presence bothered him a great deal. Also, it seemed to bother Takada as well. He briefly considered asking her politely to just go away, but when he couldn't think of a nice way to say it, he decided to use his previously used excuse: being busy.

"Anyway, I have to go; I promised my sister that I'd help her out with her homework."

"Okay," said Takada. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Misa almost squealed. "You're helping your sister? That's so cute!"

Light merely turned around and walked away, hoping to disappear before she could say anything else. He also mentally kicked himself for being unoriginal with his excuses. He should be able to come up with something better than that. But, fair enough, it was pretty a pretty likely situation.

.oOo.

Going home had taken a lot longer than expected though, since the first train had been cancelled and the poor victims of the horrible train-system -including Light- had been forced to wait for two hours until the next one arrived.

Tired, irritated, and generally feeling like the teenager he was, Light dragged himself inside, only to find a note from his parents.

Dear Light and Sayu.
We're out tonight (restaurant). There's food in the oven and dad's phone number is on the fridge if anything happens.
Love, mom.

This was a relief to Light; there was no need to risk taking out his bad mood on his innocent parents. And he most like would have done that, if they had been home. It didn't matter as much with Sayu, since she was a moody teenage-girl and released an incredible fury upon everyone around her when it was 'that time of the month'. Light rolled his eyes at the thought, but decided to announce his arrival to her, just so she could pick up on him not wanting to be disturbed.

It turned out that she wasn't home either. She was probably with one of her friends, which was for the best, since their mother had told her that she needed to socialize more. Not really hungry, he decided to study for an upcoming test and go to bed afterwards. He went to his room and was even further annoyed to find that the small piece of paper that he kept in the crack of the door had fallen to the floor. Each morning, he would put it there, as close to the floor as possible, to feel a little more private since his door had no lock for some reason. When his family came home, he'd have to interrogate each of them to find out who had gone to his room without his permission, but for now, he decided to pretend that he hadn't noticed, because he honestly didn't need anything else to go wrong; the day had already been bad, and there was no reason to constantly remind himself that someone had been in his room.

There was, however, no chance of improving his mood when he saw who was sitting on his bed. She was still smiling, but her eyes made it seem like a smirk, because they were incredibly cold. She repeated what she'd said to him earlier.

"You don't have to lie to me, Light. I'm not your mother or anything."

He didn't know what to say.

"What are you doing here?" Okay, that seemed good enough.

She tilted her head at him in mock-confusion as she continued to look at him with those cold eyes.

"I just wanted to know why you'd lie to me, Light."

He just stared at her, not believing his ears. Or his eyes, for that matter. In fact, he wasn't really sure that he was awake. "Well," the words were hard to find, "that's none of your business." No reason to pretend to be polite when she'd... what exactly had she done anyway? Had she really broken into his house? His home?

"Oh, but Light, it's very much Misa's business." She looked to her right, making Light aware of what was next to her on the bed.

Was that gun real? Was it loaded? Was she going to use it? ...had she already used it? What had happened to his parents? Sayu... SAYU!?

"Where's my family?" he demanded, feeling himself shaking with fear and anger. And probably some other things, but the fear and anger were definitely the dominating emotions.

"Don't worry, Light. Your parents are at a restaurant and I asked your sister to go out with some of her friends." Her smile grew wider. "I told her that I was Light's girlfriend and that I wanted to be alone with him."

A wave of relief washed over Light when he realized that his family was okay, only to be replaced by even more anger. But at least it explained how she'd gotten in.

"What?! Are you insane?"

Her eyes widened. "Misa's not insane... " she looked back at the gun for a moment and returned her gaze to Light. "But Light's probably going to think so when I explain things..."

"Explain, then."

"Well... you see, Light, I really thought you were pretty, so I followed you home that day when you rejected me, which was really tactless, by the way."

"You followed me home?!"

"Misa isn't finished talking yet. You're interrupting me."

Light just rolled his eyes.

"And when Misa saw what a good family Light had, and how beautiful his home was, I was really happy for you. So I just went home after watching from a window. But then, the next day, I missed Light. But you'd said you were busy, so I didn't contact you again. And then it started hurting. Misa hurt all over because she missed Light so much. And after a week, it hurt so much that I thought I was going to die." Her smile had disappeared completely by then, and she hugged herself as she continued.

"So I decided that I should watch Light again, because I was so happy for him, even if he was too busy to go out with me. And I thought that maybe we could be friends, because I just wanted to be around you. But then, after watching you for two weeks, I realized that you'd lied to me... you weren't busy at all. You always looked so bored and sometimes even sad. It hurt me to see Light like that, but it hurt even more that he'd lied to me."

"I didn't--"

"But I was so happy when I watched you, and it almost didn't hurt any more, until you started going out with that skanky slut. Then it hurt just as much as it did when I wasn't watching you. And even though I'd thought that maybe we could be friends, I just couldn't stand to see you with someone like her. Misa should be Light's girlfriend, not some ugly whore like Takada."

"She's not--"

"So Misa decided to confront you about lying to her like that. And then you just kept lying... it hurts me when you lie, you know."

Light was still trying to deal with the fact that he'd been stalked for the past month. Not only did it make him paranoid, but it made him feel stupid beyond belief; how could he not have noticed her? As if on cue, she reached into her pocket and pulled up a small stack of photographs.

"I'm a model, so I have plenty of disguises to wear." She tossed one of them to him and, true enough, on the picture she'd hidden her hair beneath a black wig and was wearing what appeared to be a schoolgirl-uniform. He had only seen her those two times, so it was only fair that he couldn't recognize her. Maybe if he'd known her better he'd see that she was smiling that exact same smile that she'd smiled when he'd first seen her. He put it on the desk next to him, not feeling as stupid as he did before.

"So... what do you want from me?" he asked, not really wanting to know, but having a feeling that he didn't have a choice either way. Suddenly, the cold smile was back on her face and she reached for the gun. Light winched when she pointed it at him. And although he had a gun pointed at him by a girl he didn't know but who'd apparently stalked him for an entire month, the scariest part was actually that she seemed to know what she was doing; her grip on the gun was perfect and there was no doubt in Light's mind that it was not the first time she'd had a weapon in her hands.

"Make me your girlfriend, Light."

He'd expected as much.

"Misa... I can't just do that. We don't even know each other and--"

"I know you. And if you got to know me, you'd learn to love me."

"Do you really think so?"

"No... I know so."

"So you want me to go out with you or you'll kill me?"

"Yup."

"In what way is that even close to a real relationship?"

"I already told you, you'll learn to love me."

Light almost wanted to just hide his face in the palm of his hand and tell her how incredibly childish she was. But, if she was serious, his life was at stake. He couldn't afford any wrong moves at a time like this.

"Don't you understand? People will talk, Misa. Please, just... think clearly for a moment."

"I am thinking clearly." She tightened her grip on the gun.

"... and even if we get involved, I'm still going out with Takada, how do you think she'll feel?"

Light was -obviously- getting rather desperate.

"I don't care! If I see you with her again, I'll kill her!" There were tears in her eyes now, and she was shaking slightly. Light took a chance, slowly walking over to her. He met no resistance as he gently took the gun away from her and put his arms around her— a gesture which he meant to be comforting, since the poor girl was seemingly out of her mind. She immediately returned the embrace.

"I love you, Light. Please, just give me a chance."

"Okay," Light was pretty much willing to do anything, "I'll give you a chance."

She hugged him even tighter. "Thank you! Misa'll do her best and be the best girlfriend you've ever had!"

Light said nothing.

.oOo.

"Good morning," Takada greeted him in the hallway. It had been a few days since they had bumped into Misa, and Light had, until now, successfully managed to avoid his classmate, simply because he did not know what in the world had happened that night with Misa.

Well, of course he knew what'd happened; she'd revealed that she had stalked him for a month and then pointed a gun at him, thus forcing him to become her boyfriend. Yes, the facts -the events- were easy to replay, but he had no idea why he'd given her what she wanted. He'd been afraid. And he knew that fear did strange things to people, that when people were cornered with no other options, their minds tended to stop working...

Yes, Light knew all the theory. He'd just never felt it on his own body before.

He took a deep breath and started explaining that he had started dating someone else and that he hoped that they could still be friends. Luckily, Takada seemed understanding and pulled him into a friendly hug, wishing him and his new girlfriend luck as a couple.

Once again, Light said nothing.

.oOo.

Misa was now calling him at least once a day. And she hadn't called him yet, which both relieved him and concerned him at the same time. He'd gotten home, had collapsed in a chair and turned on the television.

"-- regarding the fire earlier today. The body has been identified as Kiyomi Takada, a young woman, who-"

Light stared, open-mouthed, eyes wide.

It couldn't be true...

She hadn't...

...

The phone rang.

~End of chapter two~

A/N 2: So... here you go. I hope it was to your liking :)
Please review, it makes me happy.

... BUT WHO WAS PHONE? (Sorry, I couldn't help it...)