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Misa was freezing, the central heating in the head quarters had broke. Everyone else got to go spend time with their families, in their nice, warm houses, but not Misa. Nooooo, Misa was currently rounding up every quilt she could get her hands on. She made a small den in the middle of her bed and buried herself deep inside it. It was at times like this when memories of her sister came back the strongest. The smaller brunette girl running to her after school, her brushing the silky hair out and popping it into high pig tails, getting into bed with their parents on nights when the thunder and lightning kept them awake.
Misa smiled, she could still hear her little sister singing the songs she had taught her. The silence was un-bearable, the music was worse. She was so wrapped up in her memories that she didn't hear the door open and shut, she didn't hear bare feet padding towards the bed, she did hear the panda boy clear his throat though.
'RYUZAKIIIIII! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE. Don't you knock?' "In my own base? No, not usually."
She grit her teeth, he was being deliberately obtuse. She could almost hear him chewing his thumb. She was going to retort with something witty and clever and it would have been brilliant, had Ryuzaki not chosen that moment to pull down her fortress. "Misa, I would not need to be here had you not chosen to hide yourself, there is a reason for the cameras you know." 'I'm not hiding myself you..you raccoon head. I'm freezing!'
He sat back on the bed slightly, his thumb pushing his lips in an unnatural direction. (When did he get on the bed?) "Raccoon head?" Misa fought back a blush, granted it had not been the best insult in the world but it got the point across. 'Yes raccoon head. Now give me back the blankets.' He looked at her for a second before he handed her the thick quilt, it was only then that he noticed himself how cold it was. He looked longingly at the bundle of blankets before trying to get off the bed, only to find himself being pulled backwards.
He had not been expecting any form of resistance so when he slipped back he plummeted head first (and backwards) into the mountain of duvets.
'And where do you think your going? It's freezing out there for God sake. Get under here before you catch your death, silly man.' Ryuzaki didn't argue with her, there wasn't really any point when she was being so assertive. He sat next to her as she pulled the covers back around them, he had to admit it was fairly warm. He would sit with her for a while then he would go back and get on with some work. That would have been a good plan except Misa had planS of her own.
'Ryu?' "Hmmm" 'May I, pretty please with a cherry on top... '
"I didn't quite catch that last part Misa'
She sighed and looked him straight in the eye. 'May I brush your hair please.' He looked at her, from her batting eyelids to her pouting lip. His thumb instinctively found its way to the corner of his mouth.
"No."
'Awww why? I promise I'll be gentle, I'm really good at it. Please' He shook his head smiling slightly "I don't like anyone touching my hair Misa."
She pouted for real then, "You didn't mind the other night." He blushed brightly then, it was true, he hadn't minded so much when Misa caressed his hair and had sent him to sleep but... that had been too personal, a teasing glimpse at what he couldn't have. He loved Misa and to his mind Misa loved Light, that was the end of it. If Misa was with him, truly with him then he would let her play with his hair to her hearts content but for now it would be too painful to have that affection with her, to let her so close and then too see it repeated later when she was playing with Light's hair. No he couldn't allow Misa to worm her way further into his heart by playing on his hair fetish.
Whilst Ryuzaki was bateling with his inner hair orientated demons, Misa used all her skills to slip out of the bed, grab a hair brush and comb, slip back into the bed and settle behind him. This, she thought, will teach him not to get too caught up with inner monologues whilst I'm around. She gently stroked the brush through the silky hair at the back of his head and watched almost gleefully as a shudder made its way down his spine. She fought off a bought of the giggles, when he turned to look at her with those impossibly wide eyes. She carefully turned his head back round to the front and continued to brush his hair as gently as she could without taking the brush off his head.
Ryuzaki was in heaven. She was so talented with her hands and a brush that he decided he didn't care what happened later, what mattered now was that she didn't stop. He fought back moan after moan as her hands took over the work of the brush, massaging his scalp, pulling his hair this way and that. His face was redder than it had ever been before but still she didn't say anything. He nearly came undone when her voice appeared by his ear and she whispered softly 'You know, your hair smells really nice.' He could hear her breathing deeply and every breath out sent a fresh round of shiver down his spine.
He had to get out of there, before she noticed his little problem. He fought his clouded mind to stand up and leave the room but he found he couldn't. Her hands pulled him to lie flat on the bed, all he could do was gaze up at her helplessly as she looked back down at him. Then, painfully slowly she bent down till she was inches away from his mouth. Is this it, he thought, am I about to get my first kiss. He didn't know what to do so he lay there, waiting. Hoping? Gently she pressed a kiss to his pink cheek and snuggled down next to him, "Thank you." she whispered lightly.
The warmth from her and the many blankets became to much for him so he waited till she slept before he crept out of the room. He pressed his back against the door and tried to calm his body down, waiting for his pulse to slow enough that he could walk back to his room without fear of passing out on the way. 'Does she know? Is she doing this for a joke, game? Is this a plot for Kira? Does she ... like me too?' He shook his head to try and stop the questions from spinning in his mind. He was L, he didn't get distracted, he had work to do.
The next week
Ryuzaki sat at his computer, percentages whizzing round his mind, when would Kira strike next and the like taking over his very being. Light sat not far away... due to the chain, looking at his own computer when Misa burst into the room. Ryuzaki glanced at her from the corner of his eye, she was running round the room laughing sweetly with something clutched in her hand. A red faced Matsuda chased after her, oh so it was his tie in her hand... how did she get his tie? She tossed the cloth at him before skipping over to where Light sat. He watched quietly as she wrapped her arms round his neck and smiled. He watched as she straightened up frowning slightly.
He watched as her hand slowly reached up to Lights brown locks and his heart clenched 'NO!' he thought.
Misa flicked the offending piece of fluff out of Lights hair and Ryuzaki's whole body relaxed, she wasn't going to... Why did he care so much. He very nearly gave himself away by smiling when he saw Misa wipe her hand on her skirt, 'she never wiped her hand when she touched MY hair.' He shook his head, why was he jealous, Light is Misa's boyfriend, she loves Light.
Misa glanced at him, his eyes hidden by his dark hair, she smiled wider and praticaly bounced over to him. She hugged him tightly before letting go, grabbing a chair and pulling it between Light and him. She looked at him briefly before turning back to Light and trying to strike up a conversation. He sighed to himself, she was like a hurricane, hurricane Misa, destroying his carefully constructed facade, chipping her way into his heart. So why was he so happy that her chair was closer to him than to Light, that she had held him longer than she had Light, that every now and then he could see her peeking at him when she thought he wasn't looking?
'Soon I'm going to be gone, I really am going to miss you Ryu. I can't believe it but I am.' Misa glanced at him. 'Oh well, I could never make him happy, I'm wrong. I'm a killer and he.. he is brilliant. I don't deserve to think about him. My little pervert.' She smiled before she headed back to her room. She passed Watari coming out of the kitchen, she couldn't help it, she stopped and gave the man a hug. He was as close as she had come to family since she had left Belle's, since she ran away from her own handler all to find her sister. 'Melo, my little Melody. I'm coming sweetie, I have found you now, it won't be long.' she fought not to cry as Watari hugged her back, she was going to miss everyone so much but especially Watari and ...Him. She stepped back and smiled at the man she concidred a grandfather, she kissed his cheek and said good night.
Watching from the shadows, Ryuzaki didn't know what to make of what he just saw. Misa was a huggy person but that... that had seemed like a goodbye.
Misa slipped into her bed and finally let the tears fall. She would have to leave soon and go back to that life, she almost wished she could show them all how clever she really was. Oh to see their faces if they knew the truth. How she had played them the whole time, she was the second Kira for her own purposes, through Ryuzaki she had access to computers that couldn't be hacked or traced, that could get her into any system she needed with ease. Through him she had found her sister, the sister that 'They' had told her was dead. She took her phone out of her pocket and glanced at the text she had recieved all those months ago.
'Misa, you may or may not know me.
I'm sorry to bother you if I have made a mistake but...
by any chance did you have a younger sister? Xx'
She had replied in the affirmative, not knowing really why she text the stranger back but knowing she had to.
'My name is Melo, do you remember me Misa? Xx
This isn't a joke I promise you. I had an older sister that
disappeard, I lived in Belle's. Does any of this make sense to you?'
Misa had been crying so hard by the end of the message that she could barely see to press the call button. 'Hello' There was no mistaking that voice, two years was not long enough to wipe her out of Misa's memory. 'Melo?' 'Misa, is that really you?'
They had talked for hours, Misa had been furious, why had they lied, why tell her that Melo had died. They hadn't known what else to do, her sister explained. 'I'm in trouble Mis, I didn't know what to do. Something happened, I can't tell you on the phone but believe me it wasn't good. It was easier for me to just 'die' in a way than stick around. When I came back, they said you had disappeared. That you just left.' Misa explained what had happened in the little bar with the little people who had been in the wrong place. They had cried together and laughed together and then... Misa was sent a text from an un-known number.
'If you ever wanna see the bitch you call sister again, you had better do what we say. C'
She received no further texts, How the fuck could she do what they say if they aren't saying anything. Then along came Kira and she had opportunity.
That's all there is to it, they are a means to an end. They maybe nice people, her mind flicked to Light, mostly nice people, they may even be my friend but family comes first. 'Why do you have to choose?' the treacherous part of her brain whispered. 'Because I do! This is how it has to be. The mission is long since over, the second I get Melo we are both going back to the institute where it is safe.'
Her mind betrayed her again 'Safe? Look what you do for a living. you...'
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" she shouted out loud. No more second guessing, she Knew what she had to do. Soon.
Right guys, hope you liked it. I think this chapter may have been a bit rushed with what happened in it.
I don't know, what do you think? Don't know when I can do the next chapter. Let me know what you think, I'd love to hear from you. . . god I sound desperate... who'm I kidding I am desperate
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