Romeo and Cinderella
Part two
LxMisa
First it started with pointing, then gasping, then yelling. Their moist lips departed right when the first sounds came in. Mr. Amane grabbed Misa by her thin arm and yanked her up and away.
"What do you think you're doing to my daughter?!" he barked. L blinked and froze in shock. "I-I-" he was cut off by his father. "Mr. Amane, I assure you my son was not trying anything on your daughter." Mr. Lawliet insisted. Mr. Amane sneered.
"He surely was taking advantage of my little angel!" Mr. Amane insisted. "Then why was Misa-Misa holding him down?" Mr. Lawliet asked, growing annoyed.
The two yelled back and forth, getting no where and Misa stared out at L, her eyes longing for him. He returned the same gaze and mouthed, "I am so sorry." Misa nodded and sighed. "Enough!" Mr. Amane yelled, silencing everyone with his booming voice. "I am taking my daughter Misa-Misa home! And as for you, young lad, you are to never speak to her again!" he destinated. Misa's hazel eyes widened. "Father! No!" she pleaded. "Silence! We are off!" he dragged a struggling Misa off and with his free arm, linked arms with his wife.
Misa kept turning to Ryuzaki. "L!" she cried, tears starting to form. "I'm sorry! I'm still here, ya know!"
Back home, Misa received quite an earful. "How dare you embarrass me like that?" Mr. Amane demanded. Misa shook her head and blinked back tears. "I wasn't trying to harm anyone by any means!" Misa exclaimed. Mr. Amane slammed his fist in anger on the table, and Misa squeaked and flinched in fear. "But you did! And what would've happened if we didn't find you, huh? Then what would've happened?" he asked, disgusted. Misa slightly blushed and drew back. "Father..Are you suggesting that we would have done...any..X rated material? Oh, no, no, no. I would never! We were just kissing! I was trying to comfort him! I swear it!" Misa defensively told him.
He wouldn't buy it. He finally let her go, only to perform double the chores and for her to cry herself to sleep.
The next day, Misa was on her hands and knees in front of what was now prison; weeding the small garden. It was around 5pm and she was extremely tired. She could've fallen asleep right there in the dirt, flowers, and worms. She hummed that tune of the bird from yesterday lightly as she tugged each weed and plopped them into the bin for their disposal.
She was nearly finished when she felt a touch so familiar on her thin shoulder. She spun around only to be embraced by L.
She stod there in shock for a few moments until she pulled back. "What are you doing here?" she nervously asked with a sliver of excitement.
"I came to see you." he stated, caressing her golden locks. She blushed and stood up. "Well here I am. Now you must go. I can't risk my dad seeing us." she said as she scanned the small yard to see if anyone was watching, only to find no one. "It's a risk I'll have to take." he shrugged.
"Misa-Misa? Who are you conversing with?" Mr. Amane's voice was heard. She jumped. "N-No one! It's all okay!" she lied. She motioned L to go. He didn't even appear to be nervous! He had a blank, emotionless face. He shook his head.
Misa facepalmed. She took his hands. "Please go. I can't risk you getting hurt." she quietly pleaded. Why was he being so obstinate? "No chains nor any worlds can keep me away from you." just what do you say to that? Misa smiled slightly and leaned into kiss L, but her father interrupted when he pulled up a shotgun.
"Aha! I knew you'd be back! Now stay away from Misa-Misa or I'll blow your brains out!" Mr. Amane demanded, pointing the gun to aim at L. L put his hands up by his chest and stared at the weapon that could possibly end his life in a few moments. "Father! No!" Misa cried.
"You have three seconds!" Mr. Amane yelled. "Run, L, run!" Misa shreiked horribly. "3!" Mr. Amane began the countdown. L glanced at Misa, pecked her cheek lovingly, and then darted away with Mr. Amane shooting at him until he was out of sight.
~3 Hours Later~
"You disobeyed me!" Mr. Amane screamed in Misa's face. Tears poured from her eyes. "I'm sorry!" she upsettedly exclaimed. "What did you not comprehend when I told you you two can no longer see each other?" he asked, now spitting in her face. Misa wiped her face and backed away. "I didn't expect a visit!" she defended.
"You did! He's a no good trashy pervert! Even your mother agrees!" he yelled, turning to his wife. All eyes drew to Mrs. Amane. She glanced at her husband, who angrily stared at her. His brown eyes pierced deep. Frightened and pressured, she looked back to Misa and nodded. Mr. Amane smirked, pleased.
There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Amane rushed to open it.
"Light!" she cheerfully greeted.
Misa groaned and rolled her eyes. It wasn't that she didn't like Light as a person. Not at all. She just was practically being forced to be with him when she just saw him as a friend. Light felt the same way about Misa. Mrs. Amane entered the room once again with Light, a young man Misa's age. He was very handsome with light brown waves and matching colored eyes. He always dressed well and was at the top of his class. Light was brilliant, but bored. He halfly smiled just to be polite. "We invited Light over for you." Mr. Amane pointed out the obvious.
"Thanks." Misa sarcastically thanked. Mr. Amane chuckled and pointed to the staircase.
Light and Misa were now sitting on the cold floor of Misa's small room staring at the walls.
"What's wrong, Mis?"
"What?"
"The tears.."
"O-Oh...N-nothing..."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes...Everything's just fine."
"Okay."
Light opened up a textbook he had brought with him and started reading. Misa painted her nails blood red.
About an hour of nothing passed until Light spoke.
"So..What is going on with you and that guy?"
Misa knew who he was talking about right away. She rubbed her arm. "Well...Um...We're forbirdden to ever see each other again..Why do you care?" Misa looked up at Light. He shook his head. "Just asking." he emotionlessly replied.
Misa stood silent for a few minutes, then rather childishly squeezed her eyes tightly and slammed her fists onto her knees. "It's just not fair!" she exclaimed. Light looked up from his text-book and raised an eyebrow at the enraged girl.
"Want to talk about it?" he asked.
Misa sighed. "I'm sorry...It's just I am angered that I am being kept away from him. I know this may sound weird, but even after a day I feel like he may be the one..You know?" Misa shyly explained. Light slowly nodded. " I see. Have you every thought of sneaking out? You know your parents' sleep cycle." Light suggested. Misa pursed her lips and shook her head. "Yes, but what if we get caught?" she asked. Light closed his textbook and made his way to his feet. "Sometimes you have to risk it for love. Now I'm heading home. Good-night, Misa." he started for the door. "Wait." Misa called to Light.
He turned back to her. "Yes?"
"Thank you..."
"No problem."
With that, he left.
Misa watched him from her window as he walked home in the dark. She poked her head out of the door to hear her parents were sound asleep. She glanced at the window, then at a black cloak hanging on a rack, then at an apple. She grabbed the cloak with an ambitious mind and put it on, the hood hiding her bright yellow hair. She placed the apple in her cloak pocket.

She was getting out tonight...