"Misa Amane, please, just get in." The voice said, it sounded lazy and like it really wanted to get moving.

Misa backed up, "How do you know Misa's name?" She was pretty sure she hadn't said it when she was talking to him earlier.

"Well Ms. Amane, you were once a model, am I correct?" At his words Misa flinched, she didn't like to think of her old success.

"Right right." She stepped in the car seeing no other option. She looked around and noticed how she had sat in the back seat. She saw an old man nod at her as he drove. She turned to look at the man that had been pestering her.

When she turned she almost jumped. The man had black hair, it was messy and seemed to have never been brushed. Misa looked at his eyes, he either wore a lot of eyeliner, or never slept, either way it was creepy. Not to mention the fact his eyes had no emotion. She looked at his wardrobe and almost started screaming, not to say her clothes looked any better at this point. He was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, it was so plain, yet they were both long sleeve, and it was summer! She continued to look down and noticed he wasn't wearing any shoes. She blinked a couple times and stared at him.

"Well...," She wasn't sure what to say. The look he was giving her made Misa feel twitchy. The first thought that popped in her head was Pervert! "What exactly do you want with Misa?"

He looked at her and said "I felt bad for you and thought I should help you out, I'm Ryuuzaki by the way."

Misa was a little freaked out and... Flattered? "Thank you.. Misa guesses, but can we go to Misa's apartment and get her clothes, Ryuuzaki-san?"

He nodded "Of course. Can you please tell me the directions?"

Misa told him where she lived. Ryuuzaki turned to the old man in the front and asked him if he knew how to get there. The old name nodded.

"Oh," Ryuuzaki said turning to her once more, "This is Watari."

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They arrived at the apartment door. "Misa is sorry if it's a tad dirty." she opened the door with a key she got from under the mat. (A/N: Lol Like Mat(t), sorry inside joke)

She let the men inside. "Hold on while Misa packs her clothes."

Ryuuzaki nodded "Take your time." He muttered, going to sit on the couch. The apartment was actually nice. It was kept clean as well. Ryuuzaki placed his hands on his knees as he thought about the events that he had to go through today.

Flashback: (A/N: This might be half the chapter, sorry.)

L sat in his chair going over the case files. This doesn't make sense. He thought to himself. The man that was recently killed, was killed by a prostitute. He had a lot of money, problem was, he had hired a number of different ones. L sighed and asked Watari to get him tea. The elder man nodded and went into the kitchen. L scrolled through the files looking through every one that he had been with for the past two weeks. His eyes caught the name Amane Misa. L slightly remembered that she used to be a model for the magazine Eighteen. He stared at it for awhile. What had happened? Was this a side job? The magazine didn't say anything about Misa-Misa being fired. In some way, she was L's favorite model, not that he would let anyone know that.

When Watari had come back with his drink he sipped it and asked "Watari can you please contact the agency Amane Misa had worked for?"

Watari nodded, "Wait, what do you mean, 'had' " Watari asked.

"I have reasons to believe she was fired, she's one of the people the man had hired."

Watari sighed and went to get the file. It was obvious he didn't approve of anything dealing with those kind of people. He came back with a nod, indicating that yes, she was fired.

"I wonder why she would stoop to a job so low." Watari said shaking his head.

"Maybe no one else would offer her a job. So, she had no choice." L shrugged. "Though, maybe she just wanted to do it for the thrill."

"That's a stupid reason, well the last one." Watari said, watching L go over the files.

"Well.. Yes, but I think I might want to pay more attention to her. They did say they had seen the man with a blonde in the hotel he had taken his killer to. She's one of the few there."

"Isn't that unlikely? She wouldn't do that, this is an ex-model were talking about they aren't-

"Yes, but for the reason she was an ex-model. She might miss the money, it would only make sense to target someone with a lot of it." L sipped more of his tea.

"I guess, but we don't know exactly where they are, all we know is what they do."

"I have a few ideas." L said getting up and shuffling to the car.

Watari sighed and followed him, he got into the front as L got into the back. They were driving a Mercedes. L wasn't that much of a car-lover so he let Watari choose whatever one he liked most.

They searched all night. It had been five when they started. They had went around and asked people if they saw Misa Amane, which failed because people had seen her, when L asked where he got the same answer.

"Oh, I saw her on the magazines before!" One woman said.

"I see." L sighed. "Thank you for answering my questions." He went back to the car and looked at the time. It was 8:30 and it took thirty minutes to get to the house. He told Watari they would try again the next day.

They were driving and L told him to go through this certain street, it was shorter, though he usually never told Watari which way to go, he was certain it was just a better decision.

They went through the bad neighborhood. L sighed as he saw all the women on he street. He stared out the window as they passed a blonde... with two pig tails, L was certain that was her, especially how she had stopped as well, but instead of her jaw dropping, she stared with sad eyes.

L told Watari to stop. When Misa walked by he rolled down his window. Then they had gone through the annoying conversation which lead him here, back in her apartment.

End of Flashback:

L looked around, what exactly was taking that girl so long?

Misa came out, she was now wearing a plain black shirt, and a red plaid skirt. She had a suitcase in one hand. "Misa wasn't exactly sure what to bring." She rocked on her heels.

"That's okay, but can we please leave now? It's really late, and I'm sure you would like some rest."

Misa yawned and nodded. She walked next to L as they headed for the car. This is strange... Us walking next to each other, like it's completely normal The thing is, it's not, he's just some weirdo who's taking me in.

She slid into the back with L, the car ride was quiet. Until, that is, Misa asked L a question.

"So.. Ryuuzaki-san... What do you do for a living?" She asked, looking at her hands.

He glanced over at her, "I do detective work, Miss Amane." He answered.

"Oh, that's cool, Misa guesses." she hoped she wasn't suspected of anything, and if she ever found out... Misa's tightened her fist. That would be horrible, it would mean she was here, not because he cared, but because she was a suspect... No, she wouldn't think about it.

"Do you miss your old job?" He asked looking out the window.

"Very much so," she said, wiping her eyes. She didn't want to ruin her mascara.

"Ah, well I'll see what I can do." L took the 'yes' to her question as a reaon to raise her percentage to 20 percent.

Misa looked up "Eh..?" she wasn't sure if she heard him right, no one could get her old job back, she asked plenty of times. It just seemed useless.

"Well, I'm going to help you get your job back, if that's okay with you? Oh, and if I do end up getting it back for you, don't expect it to be as big as a career last time." His voice was so monotone, it made Misa furrow her brow, you would think he would sound some of his emotion.

"Eh.. It's fine." She smiled. She played with the end of her skirt.

They sat in silence for the rest of the car ride. After what seemed like forever they got to a hotel. "I'm sorry Miss Amane, but we have to move every so often, due my job I can't be in an insecure area for long."

Misa nodded, "That's fine Ryuuzaki, oh.. and thanks."

"My pleasure."

They walked into the room. It had two bathrooms and two bedrooms. It was like he was expecting a visitor. Misa shrugged it off and picked the room she liked most. It had a queen sized bed, it was a nice cream color, though she liked darker colors, it would do... for now.

She exited her room and looked around. She entered what she assumed was the living room, in there, Ryuuzaki had a ton of screens and a desk, he was currently eating a cake.

"You know, if you continue to eat that, you'll get fat, Ryuuzaki-san."

"Impossible.., does Misa-san not like sweets?" He asked tilting his head at her.

"I like them, but only on rare occasions." She smiled and sat down next to him.

"I see." He ate his cake and typed a few things, Misa watched him until boredom took over.

"So what now?" she asked, taking a some whip cream with her finger, off of his cake.