Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

A/N: This tour is for blondebabe800 who suggested this idea. Hope it lives up to your expectations! Enjoy!

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The Photogenic Pout

"Gooood morning everyone! I hope everyone had a restful night and pleasant dreams! If you're still feeling tired and groggy, our first destination guide will definitely perk you up like no caffeinated beverage or sugar-high has done before! Oh, and before we head over there, please do not take any photos of our guide unless you ask her permission. She will gladly pose for you, but give her fair warning or else she may become, um...agitated. Anyways, if there are no questions, we can board the bus!

20 Minutes Later

Setting: A medium-sized dressing room with a long vanity mirror alongside one wall. Make-up and magazines are strewn all over the vanity table. A bouquet of flowers sits in a vase on the table. A rack filled with hanging clothes lines the opposite wall. A young woman sits in front of the mirror, puckering her lips and batting her eyelashes as she examines her image with intense scrutiny. Matsuda knocks lightly on the dressing room door and –

"MATSU! You're here and, oh, you brought soooo many cute, little tourists!"

"We've got a really great group today, Misa Misa! Ladies and gentlemen, this is the one and only Misa Amane! She's one of Japan's most talented models and actresses!

"Matsu, don't they know who Misa is?"

"Uh, well. You see, Misa Misa, they're not from around here, so they may not know that-"

"Whatever! By the end of today's shoot, they'll definitely know who Misa is!"

"You can bet on it! I think they're really excited to see you and your photo sh-"

"You told them about pictures though, right, Matsu?"

"Of course, Misa Misa. They were told to not take any photos of you unless they ask permission."

"Good. Because I wouldn't like it if they got my bad side."

"Ha ha! Misa Misa, you don't have a bad side. That's crazy!"

"Awww! That's sweet of you, Matsu. I was just finishing putting on my make-up and practicing some poses when you walked in. I have to hurry and get ready, but I could give you a little tour of my dressing room first."

"Wow! Thanks, Misa Misa! Folks, you are in for a treat! Misa Misa has never given a tour of her dressing room before, so this really is an honour!"

"First of all, Misa wanted to give all of you a copy of my latest head shot! Here, Matsu, help hand them out!"

"Oh, yeah, of course! Wow! I think this is your best head shot so far, Misa Misa!"

"Misa thinks so, too, Matsu! I autographed each one with my sparkly red gel pen, but no lipstick kisses! Misa saves her kisses, both for lips and for paper, for only one person."

"I'm sure Light appreciates that, Misa Misa. You're such a dedicated girlfriend to him. Light Yagami, the Chief's son, is the very lucky boyfriend of Misa Misa."

"Thank you, Matsu! Oohhh! Misa has to show you the bouquet of carnations that he bought me today! He said that they were good luck for my shoot today! Isn't that sweet? And they're yellow! They match Misa's hair! Hee hee!"

"They're beautiful, Misa Misa! What else could you show us in-"

"Misa Amane, you have five minutes until shooting begins."

"Oh, thank you!"

**Dressing room door closes with a slam as the assistant leaves.**

"Sorry, Matsu and guests, but it looks like Misa won't have any more time to show you around the dressing room. But, that's okay! Misa can give you a tour of the selection of clothes that I'll be showcasing today!"

"Sure, sure! Whatever works best for you, Misa Misa! We wouldn't want to make you late or anything."

"Oh, Matsu, you're so accommodating! Why can't the rest of the police officers be as nice as you?"

"O-oh, Misa Misa, I-I'm flattered."

"Oh, Matsu! Your face is all red! Do you need concealer? Misa has a variety of brands that I've been testing to see which one I want to represent in my next commercial. You could use-"

"That's okay, Misa Misa! We should probably head over to your wardrobe, right?"

"Right! Please, ladies and gents, please follow Misa!"

2 Minutes Later

Setting: A small room with rows of clothes hanging from racks. Different types of clothes in various styles and colours are stored on hangers.

"Wow, are you showcasing all of these clothes, Misa Misa?"

"Ha ha! No, silly! These clothes are for other shoots that are going on today in the other studios as well. This rack here though is reserved solely for Misa! No snooty amateur model can touch these clothes. They're only the very best!"

"So, how long does a shoot like the one today usually last?"

"Oh, it depends. How professional the photographer is, how resourceful the assistants are, how picky the editors and my manager is. Of course, the most important factor is how good the model is. And since Misa can strike any pose, look good in any style, and knows the perfect amount of seduction that the photographer wants, Misa gets a perfect score every time!"

"I guess that's why you get all of the good film offers and advertising campaigns, Misa Misa!"

"That's right, Matsu. See, Matsu and guests, there are flirty sundresses; edgy leather, laced-up pants; elegant evening gowns. Anything a girl's heart desires! Now, which outfit do they want me to wear first?"

"Miss Amane, three minutes until shooting. Your manager wants to know if you're ready."

"Oh! Tell her I'll be out very soon!"

"I guess we'll head over to the studio now, Misa Misa."

"Okay, Matsu! I'll see you all soon! Just sit back and watch the magic unfold! Hee!"

5 Minutes Later

Setting: A modelling studio with a huge, white backdrop. Lights are set up everywhere. A photographer sets up his cameras and assistants scurry around. A table of drinks and food are set up. Misa's manager taps her foot impatiently in front of an assistant.

"Where is Misa? I thought I told you to tell her to be out here in three minutes!"

"Y-yes, I did. S-sorry that she's not here."

"Grgh. Get out of my sight!

**Assistant runs away from manager, cowering. Manager turns to Matsuda and tourists.**

"And who exactly are you and all of these people? Paparazzi from some tabloid magazine? Or maybe spies from another modelling company?"

"N-no! We're friends of Misa Misa! She invited us here. You see, I run a kinda tourist business and – well, you see we haven't really had a chance to visit Misa Misa a lot because of her very busy schedule and-"

"Are you some representative from a model's union arguing that Misa works too long of hours? Because if you are, I'll tell you right away that-"

"No, no! We're just friends of Misa Misa. Really. Y-you're Misa Misa's manager, right?"

"I'm not telling you anything until I get some actual proof of who you and all of these people are. And until I get that proof, you won't be in this studio as well. AND-"

"I'm reeaaaddddyyyy! Where are my props? Is this the photographer?"

"Misa! These people claim to be your friends. Are they?"

"Oh! Yes of course they are, Yosh-"

"Even if they are, they're not staying."

"Oh, please, Yoshi-"

"Oh, please, Misa Misa's manager! We'll stay out of the way and quiet the whole time. We promise. I-I promise for the whole group."

"...Fine. But only if you stay completely out of the way."

"Thanks, Yoshi! Misa will work extra hard to make up for this inconvenience. Even though I like you and your guests being here, Matsu! It's no inconvenience for Misa!"

"Thanks, Misa Misa. I guess we'll just stand over here?"

"Yep! And there are tables over there with coffee and snacks. Help yourselves! And-"

"Misa, we don't have all day and the photographer has other appointments today."

"O-oh, right, Yoshi. Misa's all ready to go!"

**Misa poses for her first shoot. She's dressed in a flowing, colourful skirt with a summer blouse and pink flats. She poses flirtatiously with a lollipop. Her hair is done up in her signature pigtails. The photographer gives her feedback and direction, while her manager watches sternly. Matsuda watches with admiration until she comes off set to change into her next pair of clothes.**

"Wow! Misa Misa, you're amazing on set! If we didn't have to be quiet, we'd be cheering you on!"

"Thanks, Matsu! Misa is the best at what she does! Wish I could chat, but I have to hurry off to change!"

"Sure, sure! We're looking forward to seeing your next shoot!"

**Misa comes back minutes later in a sleek, elegan,t blue dress. Her hair is done up in a loose up-do and has little crystal pins pinning strands of her hair back. She wears white crystal jewellery on her neck and wrists. The dress reaches the ground, but silver heels peek out from underneath her dress. The photographer speaks to Misa and points over to a man standing on set who is dressed similar to a butler. Misa abruptly steps back, firmly shakes her head, and lets loose a-**

"WHAT? Misa wasn't informed about that!"

"Misa, what is it now? We don't have time for drama like this."

"Yoshi, I can't do the next shoot! They want me to pose with that male model over there!"

"Yes, Misa, you've done that before. What's the problem? Hurry up, make it quick."

"But, Yoshi, they don't just want me to pose beside him. They want me to be draped across his lap while he's kissing my neck! And I haven't even mentioned where his hands are supposed to be during the shot! Misa can't do that! I have a boyfriend and-"

"Misa, that model is contracted to do a seductive shot with you, not a G-rated shot. You will do it."

"Yoshi, I can't do it! I refuse to be disloyal! No man will kiss me except Light."

"Misa, unless you can find another male model who will agree to pose with you in a less seductive manner, you will do this shoot! I have other highly prospective models who will gladly take over from you...maybe you should keep that mind."

"Uh, uh, but Yoshi, Misa doesn't know any other male models who will be willing to-"

"...Misa? I want an answer now. You don't want me to lose my patience."

"...Yoshi, can you give me one second? Pretty please!"

"Hurry it up or else I'm bringing someone else in."

"Got it!"

**Misa shuffles over to Matsuda who is taking full advantage of the coffee and pastries on the table at the back of the studio.**

"Matsu?"

"Yes, Misa Misa?"

"Remember when I said that you were accommodating?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes, of course, Misa Misa! I was very flattered by your compliment."

"Oh, that's good, Matsu, because Misa has a favour to ask of you."

"Oh?"

"It's just a teensy, weensy favour that Misa knows you'll do for me because you're sooooo accommodating. And friendly. And dedicated. And-"

"Ha ha! How big is this favour, Misa Misa?"

"Oh, it's not huge or anything just...pretend to be a male model. Anyways, it's not-"

"Whoa! What? You want me to pretend to be what! B-but why?"

"Matsu, there's a chance that Misa won't have to pose seductively with that male model over there if I find another model who will agree to pose with me in a...more "tame" fashion. And you're the only model Misa can find!"

"But Misa Misa, I'm not a model! I wouldn't know what to do! I-Isn't there someone else?"

"No, there isn't! Matsu, Misa can't be disloyal to her Light! That would break my *sniff* heart and *sniff* and..."

"O-okay, Misa Misa! I-I'll do it! I mean, uh, well, I'll try. I just don't want you to become upset."

"Oh, Matsu! Thank you sooooo much! How can Misa repay you?"

"...Uh, just don't tell any of the other officers, okay?"

"Gotcha! Misa won't breathe a word about it! Yoshi! I found another model! Okay, Matsu, let's get you into wardrobe!"

"Uh, uh, wardrobe? I mean, uh, yeah, sure. Um, ladies and gentlemen, please bear with this change in the plans. We may be staying here a little bit longer than I had anticipated. Um...enjoy the...um, show."

8 Minutes Later

"There, Matsu! You look fabulous! Much better than that stupid male model who they wanted me to pose with."

"Um...are you sure this fits, Misa Misa? It feels a bit small."

**Matsuda stands in the butler attire that the male model had previously been wearing. The pant legs don't even reach his ankles and the tailcoat is too tight. Matsuda's hair is slicked back with hair gel and he holds a silver platter as a prop. He looks anything but amused.**

"Nonsense, Matsu! Now come on! We don't want to keep everyone waiting!"

"Um...*gulp,* yes, a-alright."

**Matsuda tries to pose with Misa on set for only five minutes when-**

"No, no, no! Your facial expression doesn't work at all! Your smile just doesn't work. And your posture is hideous! Who hired him?"

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Photographer! Matsu's, um, new to modelling."

"Sorry! Should I try another pose or stand straighter?"

"No, no, no! We will try another type of shot. Maybe a change in atmosphere will work better. Wardrobe change and set change!"

"C'mon, Matsu! We have to go change! You'll do better next time, Matsu!"

"I tried, Misa Misa. Maybe I should smile even more?"

**Misa and Matsuda come back to the set a few minutes later. Misa wears a short, black, pencil skirt and a frilly, red blouse. Her hair is loosely held back with a pencil and she wears finely, black-rimmed glasses. Matsuda wears a sleek, black business suit with a red tie. He wears black-rimmed glasses and holds an alligator-skin briefcase. The set is that of an office building. Matsuda and Misa are only on set for two minutes when-**

"No, no, no! It's all wrong! The smile just doesn't work! It's much too big and goofy!"

"Sorry, Mr. Photographer! Matsu's trying! Really!"

"Sigh...I'm sorry, Misa Misa, but I just don't think I can do modelling. I haven't helped you at all."

"Oh, don't look so sad, Matsu! It's alright! Come on, cheer up!"

"Wait! Don't you dare cheer up!"

"...Pardon me, Mr. Photographer? Misa couldn't hear what you said."

"I'm talking to him. Don't change your face, not even an inch!"

"...Uh, w-why?"

"That pout! It's brilliant! I know just the set for such a facial expression! Wardrobe change and set change! I think we'll finally have this shoot in the bag after this next shot!"

"Um, well, you heard the photographer, Matsu! Don't change your expression. Just keep pouting until we get back on set!"

"Um, o-okay, Misa Misa."

**Misa and Matsuda come back on set. Misa is wearing a pair of dark blue, skinny jeans and a casual tank top. Her hair is held back by a colourful, silk hair band. She holds a dog leash in one hand. Matsuda is dressed in a pair of men's jeans and a casual summer shirt. He wears a dog's collar around his neck and is peaking through the opening of a doghouse, pouting still. Misa stands with one foot on the doghouse roof and has her finger pointing at Matsuda, reprimanding him. They are on set for a few minutes when-**

"Fabulous! Wonderful! The camera loves that pout! It's perfect! It screams guilt and shame and – ah! Yes, keep showing me that pout! And...I...think...that's...a...WRAP!"

**Everyone on set claps and sighs, happy that the shoot is over with after all of the drama.**

"Mr. Photographer! How did Misa do? Did I look stern and domineering?"

"Oh, yes, you were very good, Miss Amane. But you!"

"...Um, me?"

"You mean Matsu?"

"Yes, you! That pout you were showcasing was absolutely amazing! It blew the whole shoot away! I have never seen such a dejected and disappointed pout! Truly inspiring! I was wondering if I could give you my card. I think you could make that pout your signature look!"

"Oh, well, you see, I'm not actually a model. I filled in just to do Misa Misa a favour and-"

"I seriously think you should consider modelling as a career. Or even a part-time job."

"Actually, I already have a part-time job. That's why I was here. See, I'm a tour guide part-ti-"

"You can make so much more money with modelling though and-"

"Misa Misa! Could you maybe, um, explain to the photographer here that-"

"Ha ha! Sorry, Matsu! But your guests here want to take pictures with Misa! We'll be over here if you need us. I can give you some advice about signing up with a modelling contract if you want later."

"Wait, Misa Misa! I don't want to do modelling! I just want to, uh, sighhh..."

"Ah! There's that pout again! Brilliant!"

"Ugh! No, sorry! I'm happy! See, big, goofy smile that doesn't look good on a model! See? Misa Misa!"

**Matsuda gets swarmed by the photographer and assistants, pushing their cards and praise on him. Misa stands off to the side, enjoying taking pictures with the tourists.**

"Misa Misa! Um, sorry, folks! We'll get out of here as soon as I, uh, can break away from this crowd. No, please, I don't model! I-I actually forgot how to pout! I can't remember! See? Misa Misa! Can you please phone a taxi or something? I need to get out of here!"

"Tsk, tsk. Misa doesn't arrange transportation. It looks like Matsu's already let the fame go to his head. Tsk tsk."

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A/N: Okay, so I couldn't find what Misa's manager's name is anywhere. Maybe it says what it is in How to Read, but I don't own it so I don't know for sure. In the anime though, it sounds like Misa says her name once and it sounds like "Yoshi." So, there we go.

Just a quick little tid-bit: Yellow carnations symbolize rejection and disdain. I like putting in little things like that, even if it's not too significant.

Hope you enjoyed and open to all feedback and suggestions for the next "tour destination."