Disclaimer: I don't know, nor shall i ever own Death Note.
A/N: With in the first few paragraphs is a true story about the women in my family, I fear the years to come, and the flu like symptoms I might get. Enjoy, and remember Bold is Ryuk talking Itallics are people on the phone or like devices! - No one of Importance.
Raito woke up with an intense pain in her lower back and moving around to just around her hip bone. She needed to use the bathroom, getting up made the pain amplify. Her stomach flipped and she hurried to the bathroom vomiting. "Are you pregnant already? I thought that…Matsuda used something?" Raito flushed the toilet and began rinsing her mouth out. God it hurt so much! It felt like her body was being pulled out from…from her vagina, god! It felt like her insides were being scrapped out by some rusty knife. She curled up on the cool bathroom floor, finding relief being in the fetal position, until nausea struck. She vomited again whimpering against the porcelain.
"Oh my god! Are you pregnant?" one of Raito's 'sisters' asked moving beside her. Raito whimpered clutching her stomach. However, there was blood on the floor. "Oh…bad cramps?" Raito looked at her confused, what the hell? How could cramps cause this much pain?
"Raito, you're bleeding!" then it dawned, on the teen. He was a female now and his mother explained in great detail what happens once a month; since this girl he was friends with in junior high would be a complete bitch one minute and an angle the next. Raito's mother explained it was PMS which led to him asking what that was to what the menstrual cycle was and then he knew he had opened the floodgate and drowned in too much information.
"It's never been this bad before," Raito gritted out, clutching her stomach for some sort of relief. The girl gave her some painkillers but Raito threw them up shortly after. So for the next few days Raito felt like she was going through the stomach flu as she lay curled up on the bathroom floor in utter agony. When it was finally over, Raito had a new respect for women, dealing with that once a month was complete shit!
"Sweetie, have you thought about getting birth control, it really lessens your periods," Mamman Rouge suggested once that painful ordeal was over. Raito shook her head before blushing.
"I-I…I want to get pregnant…" the woman looked shocked at her new daughter, nearly dropping her cigarette.
"You haven't been…" she trailed off grabbing the girl's shoulders.
"O-Once…but…he was really sweet, and saved me from that one drunk, I-I…I'm so sorry," Raito didn't know why but tears started to fall from her eyes, these damn crying episodes were really pissing her off.
"Why do you want to get pregnant?" Raito bit her lip and shook her head, "You can trust me,"
"I-I killed someone…and…it was on accent, he was going to kill me!" she cried again and clutched onto the woman's arms for support as she acted out this tragic happening. "I can't sleep from the guilt, and…and I feel like that's the only way to make up for it," the woman held the crying girl and tried to calm her.
"That isn't a very good reason Misa," at least the woman wasn't going to send her to the cops. The woman sighed as she looked into those scared but determined doe brown eyes. She stroked the girl's cheek giving a small smile. "Then how about we find you a good man, hmm?" her eyes lit up, "There's a police ball, I'm sure there will be some good men there," Raito took a deep breath, was that really a good idea? "Then you can quit, though I'll miss having such a good daughter," The woman hugged her again before kissing Raito on the forehead.
"Thank you Mamman Rouge," Raito moved to her vanity and stared at the mirror. It was time to make her face for tonight, she wondered when this ball was, but for now she had to keep conning hopeless men. Tonight Raito was wearing a red corset with a tight black mini-skirt, and thigh length black and white stripped socks with matching fabric covering mid bicep to her palm where there was a hole for her thumbs. She pinned the broach to her skirt imitated the real Misa's hair style. From there it was reapplying make up and putting earrings on and a long gothic necklace. Giving Ryuk a flirty look she grabbed her purse and a white trench coat. Her high heels, which took an age to get used to clicked as she walked across the bar's tiled floor. Within twenty minutes she would be at the hotel she was assigned.
"Oh my God!" Matsuda ran back to the elevator before it could close. Aizawa who was being dragged behind him looked confused until he caught sight of a peculiar brunette entering the hotel. They hurried into the elevator to tell L. Matsuda was shaking in his anger, which made the other detective amazed at how the younger man knew to go straight to L. Matsuda burst through the door, "She's here, that bitch is here!" he raged while balling his hands into fists.
Ryuuzaki tried not to muse over the poor man's dramatic change in behavior toward the girl as he slipped on his shoes and headed out the door. Before his collogues asked any questions he stated, "She's seen all of you, she'll run," and so closed the door and headed down to the hotel's lounge/bar. He knew almost immediately which woman was causing Matsuda so much grief. The girl looked innocent enough sitting at the bar and flirting with some lonely man who mustered up enough courage to talk to the pretty girl. The detective recognized the man, as a paranoid habit he knew all the guests of the hotel.
"Little sis, sorry to make you wait," he waved to the girl who visibly tensed. The man looked at the scrawny pale man and then at the girl before slinking away. He pulled up a stool next to her and gave a small smile at the clearly annoyed girl.
"I'm not telling you his name, kid, sorry," Raito forced a smile before looking at the barman. He looked at the strange man tilting his head to one side. He had never seen the man. Apparently there was nothing on this asshole.
"So little sis, how have you been?" he asked before ordering a rum and coke.
"I'm afraid you're mistaken," Raito continued her forced smile, resisting the urge to glare.
"Angry I'm scaring away your customers, I wish you stopped prostituting. I know it was hard after mom left but," he rubbed his face after the slap was delivered and smirked at the girl.
"Sir would you please leave? You're obviously distressing the young woman," he broke off when Ryuuzaki pulled out his wallet and began to search for some small bills. The barman looked at Raito, who glared back before mouthing 'no'. "I'm sorry sir, I had no place, your patronage is most welcome," Ryuuzaki smirked; he saw their little communication but nodded his head and took another sip from his drink. It had been a good idea to keep his wallet full. One never knew when they might have to bribe someone…
Ryuuzaki was staring at the girl until she turned around to him, "So you're not a prostitute? Why are you flirting with balding fat lonely business men? Are you a gold digger like Mom?" that earned him Raito's drink in his face, it may be water but there was ice in it too!
"Here you go Misa," the barman set another glass of water with a lime in it, in front of her. Raito glared at Ryuuzaki who just smirked in return.
"Sis, why are you being so hostile towards me?"
"Knock the sister shit off you creep," she grabbed her drink and started to walk away when the man grabbed her hand.
"Fine joking aside, I thought you would have wanted to get away from that man, I heard he kidnaps young women and puts them on the black market," Raito raised an eyebrow, if that was true he would have been loaded, except that there probably would have been gaurds in his room who would have had her tied before she could drug them. She glared at the man while folding her arms over her chest.
"Thank you," she turned around and continued walking away but the man was just following her, "I'm not a prostitute so bug off!" she growled her glare hardening. Ryuuzaki's smirk stayed in place.
"I know, but you're a Red Lady," Raito didn't even bat an eye, she shook her head and continued walking away, "You have their pin," she turned around slowly confusion entering her features as she tilted her head to one side.
"This?" she asked as she unpinned the broach. "This was my mother's; I've never heard of…Red Lady? I'm sorry would you just leave me alone, I'm looking for a sperm donor for me and my girlfriend, if you really must know," Ryuuzaki chuckled a little before he jogged to catch up to her.
"Mamman Rouge is your mother, right?" Raito looked at Ryuuzaki like he had two heads, "Quit playing dumb," Raito kept up her act. Ryuuzaki took a few steps closer to her, one hand hovering over her arm the other over her hip. Raito straightened a little bit "Fine…" being this close to the girl must be playing with is mind because she most certainly looked like…she looked like Yagami Raito. He blinked a few times but he could not shake the resemblance.
"Okay, you're creeping me out," Raito stuttered, backing away from the man. That was impossible, Matsuda basically said that he and this girl had…well had done it, which meant Matsuda would have known if the girl was a man, which obviously, she wasn't. Yet the detective could not shake the image of his main suspect; he stared at photos of the teen so many times he couldn't be mistaken. He snapped out of his stupor to find her back at the bar. "Will you just leave me alone?" she sighed when Ryuuzaki sat down next to her.
"I believe you; I had a friend robbed by one of them. Sorry," Raito had a soft small smile.
"Good, but there's no way I'm getting rid of you, is there?" she laughed a little before taking a sip of her water.
"Are you really a lesbian?" the girl blushed before shrugging. Ryuk was laughing behind her as always, and he began laughing harder when the pale creepy man was kissed Raito. The teen was too shocked to give the fool a murderous glare. She forced herself to calm down and moved her lips against the other man's. She could taste the man's drink when he slipped his tongue past her lips. One of his large hands moved to tilt her head back. What was he doing? He was used to doing unorthodox things but…kissing another man…? He finally broke away, his breathing uneven.
"I guess not," Raito breathed looking at the man through her lashes, a healthy blush covering her cheeks. Ryuuzaki downed his drink when he felt a twitch in his neither regions, how was turned on by kissing another man, by kissing his prime suspect? "Umm…" one of Raito's manicure hands played with the man's chest before looking at him lustfully, or doing a good job at pretending to be. Ryuuzaki felt his face heating up, "Do you have a room?" Raito whispered into his ear which caused the taller man to close his eyes for a moment. He had a spare room for when the other's needed to crash, so he took them up there after throwing a few bills on the bar. Once the door was open he flipped on the lights and watched the teen saunter in while taking in the high class decorating.
He watched the teen sit down on the bed smiling in a sultry way while slipping off her shoes. "What's wrong?" She asked when Ryuuzaki didn't move further into the room. "You want to…right?" she gave a smile beckoning him with her hand. Ryuuzaki took a deep breath closing the door behind him. Raito scooted further on the bed, taking off her coat and setting her purse on her lap. Ryuuzaki sat on the edge of the bed the girl smiling at him with that same smile. She started to move towards him, her hand reaching into her purse at the same time. He got up quickly watching her as she took a small pill out from her bag, no his bag. So Raito was a Red Lady, wonder how that happened. He smiled when he felt her arms warp around his waist. "What's wrong?"
"I don't appreciate being drugged," the girl rolled her eyes turning away from him.
"That again, I thought you were over that," she laughed a little before she spun around and gave him a disarming smile. Ryuuzaki walked towards her before he claimed her lips again, and tried not to dwell on the fact (and excitement it caused) that this was his male prime suspect. He grabbed her hand, the one with the pill and entwined his fingers with hers, feeling the pill and feeling her tense.
"Yeah, I'm not over that," the girl gritted her teeth and fixed him with a glare, but he wasn't letting her go. He backed them against a wall spreading Raito's legs open with his own leg. He moved to the teen's ear and nipped at it. "You can't get me with simple tricks," he kissed beneath her jaw, as the hand not holding the pill lifted up her skirt. He felt her tense up again and lightly push against his chest with her free hand. She involuntarily moaned when he started to nip and kiss along her neck. While Raito had turned around Ryuuzaki retrieved a small tracking device from his pocket and he was now planting that on the 'girl's underwear.
"He seems pretty smart, could be a good dad," Raito froze then and slapped the man with her free hand. "Oh come one Raito, you only have like a month left, and human's aren't fertile all that time," Raito blushed as she hurried over to her stuff after the man let her go.
"Y-you stay away from me!" damn it, she was crying again. Shaking her head and wiping violently at her eyes she hurried out leaving a smirking Ryuuzaki. Who calmly entered the adjoining room to be greeted by investigation team?
"Did she slap you?" Ryuuzaki just moved to his chair and smirked at his computer screen.
"I placed a tracker on her," with that he opened up his tracking program watching it move quickly away from the hotel.
Raito didn't know where to go, and was too emotional to think. She looked up at the house she stopped at; saw her sister and her mother talking somberly in the living room. Raito turned away with more tears in her eyes. She hated these clothes, hated the situation. She continued walking, looking for a payphone. She put in the necessary coins and waited for someone to answer. She sighed in relief when she heard a worried voice demand who was calling, "Mamman Rouge?"
"Yes? Misa, what's wrong, are you crying?"
"I was caught, but…I don't think he's going to turn me in," the woman on the other end began to lecture her most promising daughter before calming down and listening to the girl cry. "I don't want to do this anymore!" she sobbed, "I'm sick of the outfits, and everything. I-I can't do this anymore," the woman on the other end was taking calming breaths before she could respond to the girl.
"I can't say I'm happy, but I do understand. You just want to find a husband, don't you?" Raito nodded her head even though she knew the woman could not see the movement, "We need to find a dress for you for the Policeman's Ball. Meet me at the mall on fifteenth," Raito smiled a little and began heading that way.
"Aizawa, you and Mori go, she's stopped at the mall, she may be meeting other Ladies there," they nodded, putting on disguise and heading to the specified mall, L watched the screen, smirk still in place.
"Mamma" Raito cut herself off at the look the woman shot her, "Mom! It's embarrassing," the woman shook her head as she held up promising lingerie. Raito was in her usual lace bra and underwear, having different full body lingerie pressed against her body.
"We need to get you some wedding lingerie," Raito pouted as she was shoved into a stall to put on the most recent article of…under clothes.
"How do I even put this on?" the woman chuckled, joining the young woman in the stall. After a few moments of fighting Raito was pushed out of the stall and in front of a three way mirror. "I look like dominatrix," she turned around to Mamman Rouge who was holding back a laugh. Maybe complete black with leather was not a good idea. She then spotted something adorable out of the corner of her eye.
"Then how about this?" Raito glared at the pink article of clothing before grabbing it and entering the room. Two men were talking outside the store, looking at the woman who entered the store with Misa. She was looking through many lacy garments, most of which made the men talking blush. They coughed when Misa came into view, clear view to anyone who was walking past the store. She looked unpleased but very…attractive, to put it lightly. Her hands were on her hips and she was giving the woman an expectant look.
When Mamman Rouge turned around to look at her promising daughter she smiled brightly and clasped her hands. "Perfect, look at yourself, stunning!" Raito walked over to the three-way mirror eyeing the woman staring back in the mirrors as well as Ryuk. Ryuk looked uncomfortable, moving around like when he was on apple withdrawal.
"It does make my ass look great," Raito commented, regarding her derrière in the mirror, smirking as Ryuk's yellow eyes were drawn to it. "Think my future husband will like it?" she snickered when Ryuk nodded his head.
"He'll love to tear it off you, dear," She gave her daughter a hug before telling her to change again. Raito had found the tracking device when she was trying on the first lingerie, feeling the underwear snag on something. So with that last one she tried on she didn't bother waiting for the woman to come back to the dressing area and went out to her, hoping to find any 'suspicious' people. And she did, they would have to lose them before going home.
Raito thanked the woman for paying for the lingerie and they began to head to other departments. The woman bought Raito a nice cute wardrobe of sundresses, t-shirts, and jeans. No more Lolita if she was going to be a proper wife, Raito laughed when the woman explained that Raito was actually paying for everything indirectly. It was true, she had made a lot of money in her few months of being a Red Lady.
"Are they still shopping?" Mori gave an affirmative response, "Now where?" he figured the girl would take off the tracker and so shut his laptop and listened to his field men.
"They're heading to a dress store,"
"What kind? Aizawa said they spent seven to seven forty buying dresses,"
"Evening dresses," Ryuuzaki's mind made quick work of what that meant.
"Police Ball," Ryuuzaki stated before continuing on "See if you can follow them when they leave, but they'll probably try to loose you,"
Raito tried on perhaps twenty dresses, before the sales clerk informed them it was almost closing. It was then that they found it. It was black, simple, and stunning. It clung to Raito's curves, and plunged in the back. "Perfect," They managed to pay for it just as the store was closing. With many bags in their hands they left the mall followed by two men.
"Thank you mom, do you think I'll really find a husband?" Raito asked, knowing the men following them would be listening in.
"Sweetie, if you don't I'll be surprised. You have been working on your cooking skills, right?" Raito blushed coughing a little and looking away. She walked a head a little giving an uneasy laugh, "We'll just not bring up your cooking. But I guarantee you'll find a good man, with an honest job," After quickly losing Aizawa and Mori, the next two weeks passed quickly with Raito working on cooking and other housewife duties. Frowning at how her life had come to this, she began to dress for the ball. She didn't have to work in those two weeks, which she was very grateful for. Half of her hair was pulled back into circle at the back of her head, while the rest cascaded down her back.
Raito touched up her makeup before slipping on her long black satin gloves. She stood there looking at her reflection, a sad smile spreading across her face as she pulled her black shawl closer around her. No more playing god, no more ideas of ruling the world. Just waiting for a man to fill her full of babies. Closing her eyes sadly, she turned around to the shinigami floating behind her.
"Hey Ryuk," Raito smiled a little moving to hug the gangly creature. The teen passed through him but soon felt the creature's skeletal arms on her shoulders.
"You look great kid. Now go get knocked up!" giving a weak glare the girl walked out of her room and to Mamman Rouge. As her name suggested, she was decked out in red, but was nonetheless beautiful.
"Now's the night, Misa, now's the night,"
A/N: one more chapter, just one more! Hope you've enjoyed it so far. –No one of importance