Broken Out
A Death Note FanFic
By: RaiRai

Chapter 3: Cherry Pits and Strawberry Sundaes

(Misa's P.O.V)

I woke up to an uncomfortable ach in my back. I sat up in my bed and looked around. I then looked down at myself and saw that I was still dressed in the clothes that I had worn yesterday.

'Must've fell right to asleep whrn I got home,' I thought. I then kicked off my covers and stretched a little before letting my eyes travel to my clock. I almost fell back asleep, but bolted right back up and checked the time again.

'Oh. My. GOD! I'm late!' I thought as I saw that I had to be at the studio in less than an hour.

I jumped out of bed and bolted right into the bathroom, washing my hair and body quickly before jumping out ten minutes later.

I wrapped myself in a towel and ran into my room again and practically attacked my closet to find an outfit. I just grabbed something randon and grabbed my hairbrush and ran back into the bathroom.

About 20 minutes later, I cam out of the bathroom again. My hair dry and straight wearing a red and black flower print shirt with a short black skirt, black tights and black buckle-up boots with a black leather jacket and a black ribbon choker around my neck. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, but not before hearing my phone ring in my purse. I was juggling to dig in my purse and also trying to lock the door at the same time. The lock clicked and I pulled out my flip phone and looked at the caller ID.

Everything froze as I stared at the name until the phone stopped ringing. It was Light, and I could tell that the phone went straight to my voicemail because it said: One missed call: Light Yagami.

I clutched my phone tightly in my hands and waited a minuted before running down the halls and out the door to my apartment to my photo shoot, never forgetting about his call. But other than that...I WAS SO LATE!

(Light's P.O.V)

Misa's phone went right to voicemail.

(-Beep-) "Hi! This is Misa's phone! Leave a message! Hugs and Kisses!" (-Beep-)

I sighed, but leaving a message wouldn't hurt. "Misa, it's Light. Meet me at the Yuki Ice cream parlor this Saturday. I need to talk to you...privately." I then hung up the phone after that, she would know what I meant by privately.

I walked into HQ, trudging up the stairs, and not wanting to be here today. Ever since what happened yesterday afternoon with La-La.

I felt my face heat up as I thought of her picking me off of the couch and moving me as if I was nothing but dead weight.

I walked into the oom and looked around, everyone was here...except for La-La.

"Hey, where's La-La?" I asked.

Everyone shurgged their shoulders and looked at me briefly.

"No one knows," Ryuzaki said, his eyes never leaving the screen in front of him. "She never showed up this morning, thought I doubt that she's missing today on purpose."

"Then shouldn't we go to see if she's okay?" I asked.

Ryuzaki sighed as he licked his fingers of the glaze from his doughnut he had eaten earlier. "It's not that sinple, for La-La jhas refused to give me her real name and/or adress. I do not know where she lives," he said.

I sighed and rested my head on my hand. "Let's just hop[e that today is the only day she'll miss," I said.

(With La-La)

I sat on the floor at the foot of my bed, my chin resting on my arms as I stared at my feet. I was still in my pajamas, which consisted of a black T-shirt and plaid shorts. My hair was ratty and all messed up and pulled into a quick and messy ponytail, even with the length of my hair, I was still able to pull the long pieces back.

My one roomed apartment was a amess. Papers were scattered everywhere, some of them taped to the walls. My two computers, one opened and one closed, were sitting on my desk across the room. The screen of the computer that was open was smashed. Pieces of glass scattered across the desk and on the floor. My curtains were sliced into ribbons, and the blankets of my bed were on the floor, with the pillows in alward angles.

I had resisted the urge to cry, for I was in the FBI and had to be strong. Instead, I replaced my sorrow with anger/ The computer that was smashed was the one that I had used to hack into other computers. It also had all of my 'Kira' case files, all which were lost. I hadd yet to fully remember what had happened, but I couldn't forget it, even if I wanted to.

FLASHBACK:

La-La walked home with her bag over her shoulders. She was was beat, but loved working with L. She couldn't have asked for a better opportunity.

La-La yawned as she made her way to her apartment door. She unlocked the door and set her bag gently down on the floor besides the door. She pulled out her laptop and set in on her desk next to her spare and turned it one.

La-La then went into her bedroom and changed quickly into her pajamas and walked back out, but stopped in her tracks as she spotted someone sitting on her couch.

'What in seven hells?' La-La thought as she unnched closer to her unknown intruder, she then placed a hand on their shoulder and watched as they turned around to look at her.

La-La gasped, but calmed down when she had seen her ex-boyfriend, Chan, there. They had become good friends ever since they broke up, but Chan was still in love with her, but La-La didn't think that he was right for her, so she ended it. They didn't talk as much anymore, but they were still good friends.

"Chan? What are you doing here?" La-La asked, relaxing a bit. Chan was every girl's dreams at the office, for he too was an FBI agent. His thick black hair barley kissing the tops of his pierced ears, where a set of small, silver rings hung. His obsidian black eyes were never ending pools of romance for any woman he met. He always wore something that a slacker would wear, but he wasn't as he had appeared to be. He always wore either a gray or black T-shirt with either slacks or jeans and combat boots. His well-toaned arms showing through his tight sleeves abd his very lean and muscular figure looked as if he has been working out since birth. Nut he was "a one woman man" as some of the other guys would put it, but sadly, that woman was she.

Chan stood and walked over to her, hovering over her petite form. THen, surprisingly, Chan roughly grabbed La-La by the shoulders and kissed her hard. La-La gasped and tried to pull away, but then Chan had pushed her against the wall and pinned her there.

La-La squirmed against his grasp. His breath tasted like fresh alcohol, he was drunk. La-La then, with all of her strength, pushed Chan off of her. Chan stumbled to the across the room and watched held her hand against her heart and gasped deeply.

"What in the world is wrong with you?" La-La asked angrily. Chan looked at her, and then reached behind him and into his back pocket.

"I want you back La," Chan said, using the nickname that he had given her for when they were dating. La-La glared at Chan and stepped closer to the door.

"Chan, it was over between us not long after it had started. You may want me back, but that doesn't mean that I wany you back," La-La said.

Chan then ran at her and grabbed her by the neck and pinned her to the wall. He then pulled out a knife and held it close to her flawless face. "Who is he?" he asked, the scent of alcohol on his breath was making La-La nauseous.

"Who?" La-La choaked, barely able to get anything out.

"Your new boyfriend, I'll kill him," Chan said, staring lazily into her own jade eyes.

La-La shook her head, careful not to turn towards the knife. "I'm not with anyone Chan. I can't find anyone for me, and everyone I've met had been only attracted to how I've looked. Now you weren't any different, which is why it had ended between us," she said.

Chan let La-La go and started to walk calmly around the toom, which must've been hard since he was drunk. He stopped at her dark lavender cutains that her deceased mother had given her. They hung loosely against the frame of the sliding door, staying still as always.

Chan touched the curtains as La-La held her breath. He then, with much speed, tore a deep and long hole in one of them. La-La gasped and held her hands over her mouth as Chan continued to slice at the curtains until they looked like beadless ribbons.

Chan turned to La-La, her eyes wet with unshed tears. "You're lying," he said, murder written all over his face.

La-La shook her head, not saying anything as Chan slipped the knife back into his pocket. He then walked over to her computers, staring at the one that was open and loading.

Chan then reached into the front of his pants and pulled out a revolver. He aimed it at the computer screen and fired three good bullets.

La-La covered her ears and screamed, kneeling down with her back against the wall.

END FLASHBACK:

I didn't remember what had happened after that. Just that Chan had left, leaving the door open. Then my neighbor came in. Now I didn't really trust her, because she was a snitch, but I made her promise not to tell anyone, for I knew that if Kira had seen my name, and that I was involved with a criminal case, then I would surely die.

I brought my knees closer to my chest, inhaling through my nose, and then exhaling through my mouth. I was late for the 'Kira' investigation, but I didn't care, and I was good at making excuses.

I sighed and sniffled a bit. "Why is this happening?"

(Next Day: With L)

I sat down in front of the TV screen, my favorite sweets in front of me like every morning. The news was on as I watched, seeing if there were any more killings from Kira again today.

La-La had, again, failed to show up this morning. If she was late again like yesterday, the I'll have no choice but to send out a search party for her.

I took a bite of my cake as I watched the upcoming news, the anchorman talking non-stop. Just get on with the news already!

(TV)

"Further more in today's news, we have a story told by someone who lives in the Hokkaido apartment reservations. It seems that a young woman was attacked and threatened by her ex-boyfriend, who had come to beg for forgiveness from his girlfriend, the victem."

I nodded along with the newsman. I really didn't pay attention to stuff like this, but waited for the story to be over.

"The victem's name was ReiLa Natasame. Her neighbor, Miss. Yuki Reito, the provider of this information said that she had heard gunshots from her neighbor's apartment and walked inside, where the door was left open, and saw Miss. Natasame staring off into space against the wall besides the door. The room was a mess, the curtains torn and one of the two laptops smashed, obviously shot at. Although Miss. Reito heard gunshots, Miss. Natasame was not harmed, just a few bruises on her neck where she was seemingly attacked. Miss. Natasame has been locked in her apartment these past few days and refuses to leave. Miss. Reito had given us a picture of Miss. Natasame from last year, though there is barely any resemblance as of how she looks now, Miss. Natasame refuses to get her picture taken."

I watched as the screen with the newsman on it was reolaced with a picture of the victem. The girl looked to be about nineteenor twenty, maybe a year older, either way she was incrediably mature, yet young looking. Her black hair short and spiked with hair gel, she wore a white tank-top, from what it looked since it was only a headshot, and a black jacket. Her sharp green eyes popped from the white eye shadow and thin black eyeliner. Her flawless skin looked without make-up and/or foundation and had a small tinge of unnoticeable pink on her cheeks other than that, her face looked completely clear. She was very attractive.

I was about to change to channel to a different news station, when I stopped and froze the picture instead. Something about that woman caught my eye. I looked over her carefully, trying to pinpoint what I was looking for, and then something caught my eye.

Around the young woman's neck, almost unnoticeable, was a necklace, but this wasn't just any necklace.

The necklace was an opal shaped heart, outlined in gold with a gold chain. I had seen that necklace before. It was La-La's.

(With La-La: The day after)

I walked silently towards HQ. I didn't really want ot be there today, with everyone asking me questions on why I was gone so long, but I decided that it was now or never.

Today, I decided to cut back on the jeans under the skirt for the season, since it was summer and I was starting to get hot, so I settled for shorts. I wore a blue plaid skirt with thee-inch high heels and a black blouse with a dark blue work jacket. My hair left down with no headbands, noe clips, just normal. I also wore my necklace and my make-up, but nothing else.

I cautiously walked up the steps and walked inside of the main room. Instantly, all eyes were turned into my direction, and no more than five seconds later, I was glomped by someone.

"La-La! Where have you been? We were so worried about you!"

I turned my attention to the animal that I had the urge to beat the crap out of but saw that it was only Matsuda and sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, alright, now can you get off of me?" I asked annoyed.

Matsuda got off and helped me up. I looked at everyone with an emotionless expression, my eyes soon traveling over to where L always sat.

"Hey La-La."

I turned to see Light walking towards me. His face with a smile on it as he raised his hand to welcome me, but as I stared at him, all I saw from how he move his hand up, was Chan's face.

Instantly, I turned away with my eyes shut tightly. I could feel everyone's eyes one me as I opened my eyes as I opened them to see a confused Light and a worried Matsuda.

"Are you okay La?" Matsuda asked.

I shook my head violently and placed my hands on my temples. "Stop calling me that!" I yelled, ignoring the stares I was recieving.

I then started to shake as I sank to my knees. "Just please, don't call me that," I sadi quietly.

Everyone was quiet as I felt their eyes stay upon me. Then, I heard someone's fingers snap.

I shot my head up and looked at L, who was still in his seat.

"Everyone, if you will leave for a few minutes, I would like to have a word with...La-La," He said, my name coming out of his mouth like he barely knew it.

Everyone left as I sat there on the floor, doing absolutely nothing.

"Come here La-La," I head L say as he shifted his weight to the other side of the couch.

I stood on shaky legs as I walked over to where L sat; I sat down a distance away from him on the small couch and stared at the ground.

I heard something slide and stared at a bowl of red cherries in front of me, L's hand attached.

"Have some," L said.

I reached out and picked up a small bushel and stared to eat one, careful of the pit in the middle. I spat out the seed and stick the stem in mt mouth and started to play with it with my tongue.

I pulled out the stem and looked at the knot I had made in it. I then tossed it with all of the other stems on the tray and started on my second one.

Everything was silent as I started to tie the second stem into a knot as well. Neither of us spoke, the TV was one mute, making the room more silent than ever.

Then, finally, L had spoken, but it was not something I had wanted to hear.

"I know who you are."

I stopped tying the cherry stem and sat there, waiting for him to continue as my heart rate inscreased.

I had seen your picture yesterday morning and I must say, you've changed from your picture taken last year," L said as he spat out a cherry pit.

I pulled out the knotted cherry stem and dropped it with the others while nodding. "I see, so I have nothing to hide now do I?" she asked.

L said nothing as he took the cherry stem out of his mouth. "Actually, you do," he said.

I looked at him with much confusion. L smacked his lips and sighed. "No one knows who you are besides me," he said.

I sighed in relief and placed another cherry in my mouth.

"But you have to tell me some more things from now on...Miss. Natasame," L said.

I froze as he said my name. "How did you know my real name?" I asked.

L spat out another pit. "I saw you on the news. Seemingly you ex-boyfriend tried to kill you?" he asked, unsure of his answer.

I nodded and sighed. "Yes he...my ex, had gotten a little bit obsessive since we parted. He never wants to see me with another man, so that's why I've given up anything related to dating ever since," I said.

L nodded and took the knotted stem out of his mouth. "I see, wekk, if your ex doesn't want to see you with another man then maybe you should consider dating women."

At that, my face headed up and I turned to slap him, my hand making a burning contact with that flawless skin of him, a very red impression of my hand was all that was left behind.

L's head was turned to the side from the force of the slap. I glared as he reached up to touch it.

"You jerk! Did you think that was funny?" I hissed. (Jerk-Def: Junior Educated Rich Kid. I'm so smarticle! XD)

L sat there, his head tilted to the side and his hand on his stinging cheek. His eyes then traveled back to his bowl of cherries and reached for one, popping it into his mouth.

My eyes twitched at his ingnorance. I then huffed and turned away. Nothing else was said.

"I wasn't trying to be funny."

I turned to L, his face staring straight at the TV.

I huffed again and popped another cherry into my mouth. 'Fatuous child.'

(Later that Night)

Light sat at a table at the Yuki ice cream parlor, waiting for Misa.

Light checked his watched and saw that it was half past seven. He knew that he hadn't given Misa a specific tim to be there, but she should've been here a while ago.

Light sighed and looked at the menu again. H ehad already ordered for both Misa and him, but he was bored.

"What do you want tonight Light?" (THAT RHYMED!!! XD)

Light looked up and saw Misa there, her arms crossed, looking extreamly PO'ed.

Light motioned for her to sit down and she did so. The waiter came and sat down what Light had ordered; a strawberry sundae for Misa, and a vanilla ice cream for him.

Light sighed as he watched Misa poke mindlessly at a strawberry on her sundae. Light took a bite form his bowl and sighed.

"Misa," Light said. Misa looked up and rested her head on her hand. "We need to talk about the notebook."

Misa sighed and sat up, checking the time on her phone before passing her attention back to Light.

"L has become less suspicious, but there are still criminals alive that shouldn't be. Now, what we need to do is..."

"No..." Misa said.

Light looked confused as Misa sifhed. "Light, I do't even know who you are anymore! I mean, what Notebook? What plan? If all you care about is plans at work, the I don't want to be apart of it anymore!" she said, but loud enough for her voice only to attract Light's attention.

Light looked confused for a minute, before realizing something. 'She must've relinquished ownership of her Death Note!' he thought, the sighed. 'Guess that I'll have to do this the hard way.'

Light reache dscross the table and grabbed Misa's hand, making Misa glare at him, but he paid no mind.

"Misa-chan, is there something wrong?" Light asked, adding 'chan' to her name for bake-up.

Misa snatched her hand away from Light's and glared at him more fiercely.

"You have no more right to call me that!" Misa said, outraged.

Light sat back and watched as Misa picked up her Ice cream.

"Light Yagami, you can more about yourself than you do for me," Misa said, removing the spoon from the sundae. "You never call me, and you only talk about work and school, adding to that, you never spend any time with me."

Light was cautious of her next move, but had no idea what she was saying.

"Light Yagami. We're through!" Misa then smashed her sundae on the top of Light's head, ice cream dripping and melting down the sides of his face.

Light lifted the bowl off the top of his head and grabbed Misa's arm as she gathered her things.

"Misa wait, I don't understand," Light said. Misa snatched her arm awat and smacked him.

"Understand that!" Misa yelled and turned away, but not a few steps later, she turned and walked back over to Light. Misa then plucked a strawberry off of his head and popped it into her mouth. She then turned and left him there, people staring at him and the ice cream dripping from his chin.

(With Misa)

Misa walked down the streets, stopping just a few blocks around the corner of the ice cream shop where she had left a very humiliated Light.

Misa stared at the ground and at her black high tops. Misa then smirked as she looked back at the look on Light's face when she had hit him.

Misa walked further down the street, waving to people as she continued her way home.

'I've never felt this way in a long time,' Misa thought. She then stopped and stared at the front door and smiled evilly.

'I like it.'

TBC

End of chapter 3!

A/N: Tee-Hee! I L-O-V-E-D that part! I'm so evil aren't I? Well, other than that, thank you ALL for supporting me through my heartbreak, I appriciate it...really...I do! XD

PLEASE REVIEW PEEPS! I fell so unlove!

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